Museum of Demons

How long have you been reading a book without leisurely reading?

It’s not for its knowledge to benefit you, not for avoiding what you should do.

Just for the language in the book, looking for a quiet afternoon, a wicker chair, a cup of good or bad tea, a period of leisure time, no need to worry about life, no need to worry about human relations, only focus on the content of the text.

Squeaky

The wooden door was pushed open, and a lot of dust shook off the narrow room.

The dust rose and fell. Zhai Yanjun covered his mouth and nose, frowning and looking at this small house. After the old man passed away, he didn't leave too many things, that is, the books of this house. He was carrying the last fluke. Xin, rummaged through it, and couldn't find valuable things such as a check passbook in the book.

Zhai Yanjun sat on the narrow sofa, as if surrounded by books, and sighed.

What is the use of these books? !

It's not as valuable as this house.

He was a little unhappy in his heart. After reading these books, they were all ordinary old books.

Most of the deceased old people bought them in these years. They were printed materials, which were not very valuable, and even some were copied by hand. Zhai Yanjun grabbed one, and only a biography was left on the cover. It is lack of text and words.

I searched for the other content. It was "The Legend of Gods" by Ge Hong of the Jin Dynasty, but it was only a hand-copied version of the old man. The strange thing is that all the words "God" in the book disappeared, just like It has never existed before, and although the other words are yellow, they are all there.

I found some other hand-copied books, without exception, the two words "Xianxian" disappeared.

Zhai Yanjun didn't care much, just worried about handling the books in this room.

These books are too old, they are useless if he keeps them. Now there are newer and better versions, and most people are used to reading e-books. After entering the society, fewer people read physical books, let alone These old books.

I wondered if I could sell it, so I called the person who collected the old books, asked that person to come, and sold the books.

It's just that the book collector is also a venomous eye. After flipping through the pages, he picked out all the manuscripts that lacked text and characters, and refused to accept anything, and finally said casually:

"I collect books here to sell them at a stall. Your manuscript is missing pages and characters. Sell it to make me trouble. You might as well hire a place that specializes in collecting old things. Maybe people will still want it, or Just press the box."

The book recipient rode a tricycle and left quickly, and Zhai Yanjun had a headache.

Where to collect old things?

He thought for a while, and suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a private folk museum in the local old city. A few years ago, he had paid for old objects.

………………

Wei Yuan took the pill. Under the action of the medicinal power, the evil spirit in the lungs and internal organs was slowly drawn away, and he was recuperating for a full half a month. In the ghost domain of Liucun, he suffered from the injuries he suffered when he fought against the ghost king. At this point, he finally recovered.

It took ten points of merit.

In the past, Wei Yuan's merits from killing demons and demons might not be enough to heal his injuries.

However, ordinary ghosts and monsters can't make him suffer such a tricky injury now.

Wei Yuan used three cans of ice coke to lure the ghosts out of the inner room, then closed the doors and windows, took out the yellow symbols and pasted them on the four sides, sitting cross-legged on the prepared futon, breathing and running the lying tiger. The unique exercises of the corpse are circulating in the limbs and hundreds of skeletons, and they have reached completion.

Text appeared in front of Wei Yuan's eyes.

It took thirty feats in exchange for a deeper level of crouching tiger decisive breakthrough insight.

In an instant, the thirty feats were all dissipated. Correspondingly, the Crouching Tiger Waist Card lit up slightly, and immediately there was a talisman-like existence flying from the Waist Card into the Wei Yuan Lingtai, and the Crouching Tiger’s decisive course changed. Because of complexity and change, and becoming more and more consummate, Wei Yuan closed his eyes slightly, realizing this kind of senior experience remaining in Crouching Tiger's waist card.

Wei Yuan’s current cultivation base is equivalent to the cultivation base of the 1,000-200 subordinates in charge of the lieutenant Si Li during the Hanwu period. At best, he can be regarded as the elite, and once he breaks through, he can lead the official body. , Walking in China, and catching demons.

The experience gained from thirty feats guides his mana circulation.

And he also meditated and meditated, trying his best to remember this higher level of exercises.

I don’t know how long it has passed, and the talisman obtained in exchange for meritorious service slowly dissipated invisible, but Wei Yuan never noticed this. He just focused on the operation of the internal exercises. Slowly, the Crouching Tiger decisively moved more and more conveniently, and suddenly his body was slightly shaken. , If there is a tiger roaring deep in the ear, the consciousness buzzes, as if spreading.

When he slowly recovered, the crouching tiger in his body completely stabilized at this level, and it was able to flow naturally.

A layer of invisible air spilled from him.

If you are wearing an ancient long-sleeved gown, your black hair will be slightly raised when the sleeves are rolled up at this moment.

But in this era, there is no such abnormality.

It's just that the mana spilled from behind, a faintly colorful tiger roared, and immediately dispersed.

Wei Yuan ran the exercises several times before opening his eyes and squeezing his fists. He didn't have the feeling that his strength had increased as soon as he broke through. It was different from the evil way of paying a certain price in exchange for the mana. The righteous way of cultivation is essentially It is based on the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to strengthen the person itself, and this process will inevitably take time. The improvement of the practice only means that the aura that can be transferred will increase, so that the body can change faster, and the upper limit is higher. .

In addition, it is able to further exert force.

The external performance is to be able to attach mana to the sword, so that Fantiemu can also kill ghosts.

And the enhancement of the effect of the spirit injection technique.

For the remaining merits, Wei Yuan wants to wait until the technique becomes more adept, and try to try the various battlefields recorded by Crouching Tiger's waist card. Each generation of Crouching Tiger will face the formidable enemy, the demon worthy of vigilance, through the moon. Lu Liu's photo stays in her waist card, and later generations can sharpen their skills by taking photos.

The focus is on the inheritance of experience, to avoid being a crouching tiger but overturning when facing certain demons.

This saves the name that has been passed on for more than a thousand years from being destroyed by the younger generation.

As for the greedy Lei Fa, the merits are too much. Unless you don’t improve the Crouching Tiger Judgment and do not heal your injuries, you will not be able to change the entry Lei Fa Weiyuan, so you have to put it aside for the time being, but this Lei Fa is passed on by Zhang Daoling. , So that Wei Yuan has the illusion that he can catch a sheep and squeeze its wool.

Zhao Gongming, the righteous **** of the thunder department of Taoist history, is also known as Zhengyi Xuantan Marshal.

The meaning of Xuan Tan refers to Zhang Daoling who used to protect the law and guard the furnace when he was making alchemy.

Ever since searching through the "Dao Fa Hui Yuan" and learning about this story, Wei Yuan was a little unable to look directly at Marshal Yixuan Tan. He always felt that this originally very high title was actually similar to a certain rolling curtain general. .

Spit out a sulky breath.

Wei Yuan held the eight-faced Han sword in his hand to make a sword technique, and his mana flowed as he pleased, much more fun than in the past.

Where Xing is, the sword's momentum becomes more urgent, and the sound of breaking through the sky is like thunder.

Jian Guang Senhan, as if snow fell into a ball.

Suddenly, mana flowed from the sword.

A sword gas cut across.

The clicking sound made Wei Yuan's sword dance abruptly stopped.

Look down.

There was an extra dark gap in the small refrigerator, and there was a burst of electric sparks, and smoke came out. Wei Yuan opened his mouth, and just then Jianqi opened the yellow talisman on the door. Hearing the sound, the ghost poked his head straight out of the door, and then saw Wei Yuan, who was calm and slowly retracting his sword.

And the refrigerator that was completely scrapped.

Water Ghost: "..."

A trip on the ground gave a grin.

"Wow..."

There was a burst of ghost crying.

……………………

I promised that I would find someone to repair the refrigerator tomorrow.

If you can’t fix it, just buy a bigger one.

And at the price of three bottles of ice-cola for each ghost and a bowl of superb instant noodles with two flying meat and eggs, Xiaoli Si Li successfully reached a consensus with the three ghosts, and ruthlessly rejected the red embroidered shoes and planned to release it at three o'clock in the morning. Yi's request for this song clapped his hands to press two layers of yellow symbols on the gloating iron scissors, once again maintaining the peace of the museum.

Congratulations, congrats.

After finally dismissing these ghosts, Wei Yuan exhaled and looked up outside. It was already night time. He ate something casually and ran the exercises several times before suppressing the joy of the breakthrough. rest.

But this time, the Crouching Tiger after the breakthrough did not give him a good sleep.

He had that dream again.

The Taoist temples in the barren mountains and wild ridges, corpses everywhere are like the earth stained with blood.

The difference is that this time, Wei Yuan stood directly in the Taoist temple, drew his sword and looked around in a daze. With the fierce tiger roar, the threshold of the Taoist temple became white and sharp teeth, and the high and empty interior turned scarlet. The rosy mouth, the Taoist temple shrouded in dreams, resembled the head of a tiger, biting down heavily.

Wei Yuan had only time to grasp the long sword and slashed horizontally.

Then the whole person was swallowed and bitten down.

………………

"what!!!"

Wei Yuan suddenly opened his eyes because of the nightmare, and panted violently.

Short of breath, it took a long time to slowly settle down.

It's that dream again.

A long dream, although it seems simple, but a night has passed.

Wei Yuan was no longer sleepy~www.wuxiaspot.com~ ready to get up, and then he was slightly taken aback, seeing that the sword that should have been hung on the wall was at his hand at this moment, the sword was out of its sheath, and it was wiped and maintained on the body of the sword. , A thin strand of blood slowly flowed down.

The evil spirit remaining on the sword body is still firmly guarded by the master.

This dream and the change of the sword in his hand made Wei Yuan unable to explain.

So he thought for a moment, and knocked on the door of the flower shop opposite.

Although he is already a friend, he still has some things that are not good for Zhang Hao, Zhou Yi and others, but for the goddess who know each other's hidden identity, this kind of worry does not exist, and the other party itself has been traumatized. , But the strength and cognition are above me, so I can definitely give more intuitive and effective suggestions.

Wei Yuan told the goddess what he had seen in the dream.

The girl thought for a while with her cheek in her right hand, and pointed her finger at the sofa next to her.

"You sleep once now, let me see."

PS: The second more today...