Museum of Demons

The gentle and stable words fell, or in other words, in the ears of the girl wearing a cloak and a veil on her face.

Especially gentle and stable.

Jinmu Yuanjun pursed her lips, her dark eyes showed some stubbornness and indifference, she wanted to refuse, no, don't refuse.

It's best not to say a word, just keep indifferent, just like facing the so-called damn arrogant Yuanshi Tianzun, just turn around and leave, I have experienced hundreds of calamities and thousands of battles, and I am invincible. Wherever the front reaches, people flee in embarrassment everywhere, the golden wind sweeps across, my heart is full of stones, I can't move!

My mind of Dao is like the ice of Kunlun.

According to the battle armor condensed like the evil spirit of Gengjin.

But when she was walking, the girl happened to be pushing the bicycle by. She was wearing a light-colored sweater and a bamboo-colored swaying skirt, and there were some flowers in the bicycle basket.

With a smile and concern: Well, if you don't mind, there are hot tea and some snacks inside.

I made it myself, would you like to sit down for a while?

self-made……

Jinmu Yuanjun paused slightly.

Tick, tick...

She heard that her state of mind, like the Kunlun Snow Mountain, melted directly.

Jinmu Yuanjun heard his voice soften.

Well, okay...

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museum--

It's the scented tea grown in my hometown. The taste may be a little lighter. There are also some snacks. I don't know if you will like it.

Well...thank you.

Sitting on the sofa, Jinmu Yuanjun was still wearing the same clothes, the cloak covered the cause and effect of the heavens, and the veil covered the face, but she naturally leaned on the back of the old chair, holding hot tea in both hands , I don’t drink it yet, just close my eyes slightly, put the cup of Kunlun scented tea in front of my body, take a deep breath, and feel the clear and clear air like Kunlun snow lotus directly into my heart.

Jue smiled in surprise: It seems that you are very good at 'drinking tea', girl.

Jinmu Yuanjun pursed her lips, not knowing how to answer.

She didn't even know how she agreed, and how she pushed open the faded old wooden door, listening to the tinkle of the bells on it, and walked through the cabinets containing antiques. The dappled sunlight and the aroused, come in in the tiny flying dust that shines like gold under the sunlight.

Sitting here, holding hot tea, and habitually smelling the aroma of scented tea above Kunlun.

Yes, no idea.

It seemed to be natural, like the traces imprinted on the body and the true spirit. Even though he had already gone on adventures and fought life and death for an unknown number of years, he still easily occupied the instinct of Jin Mu Yuanjun's body.

She took a sip of tea and said with a slightly stiff tone: ...It's delicious.

... Ma'am, the tea is very fragrant.

Jue was taken aback.

Then came a loud laugh from the attic: Ah ha ha, ma'am?

Oh, if the restaurant mainly has the guts, then it is indeed Madam.

Those years of feelings, the child has come out!

With the help of many adjectives such as accidental, accidental touch, and careless before, in short, the water ghost who bumped himself into a bruised face was holding the happy water, and couldn't help laughing and walked out, and his laughter also made this time The vodka lady who was still working on the manuscript raised her head, and then pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose with a paintbrush——

She hasn't stopped for a while.

Who knows what happened!

That party A suddenly started to urge, urge, urge!

Really, it was as if she wanted to have her hand in the finished manuscript right away.

Damn it, why are you so rich, can Party A do whatever they want? ! Can Party A be so arrogant? ! ah?

Return Party A's father?

I bother! You are a rebellious son of Party A!

When I finish painting, I will never take your order again! hateful!

In a hurry, in a hurry? What's the hurry? Urge what?

What, your boss is going to go bankrupt two days later?

The irritability and dissatisfaction in the Vodka lady's heart are constantly accumulating, but looking at the girl wearing a cloak and veil over there, for some reason, the anger in her heart is the same as drinking an iced drink in summer, and it goes straight to Falling down, she felt such a mysterious feeling, she didn't know why.

In the end it can only be attributed to.

Looks like a nice kid.

The shape and aesthetics are also good, and it can be used in comics as material.

Empress Vodka looked at the girl and drew a picture beside her.

The water ghost came over with a smile, and said, It's rare for a customer to come to our shop, what do you want to drink, little girl?

I have all kinds of happy water here, only you can't imagine, there is nothing you can't drink.

how?

The girl in the cloak said: Then, I want the kind that is blended from your No. 37 material and No. 78 base.

Keep it chilled.

Add one-third of the straw of Kunlun Qiongye Yulu and one-third of the straw of Qinyuan Honey.

Jinmu Yuanjun burst out a lot of lists with great familiarity.

The water ghost raised his eyebrows.

This guy didn't even think about why his ingredient list was leaked out, he just looked at the girl over there with great satisfaction, and said, Oh, I didn't expect that, expert.

He turned around and went to his own small studio to prepare a piece of happy water and throw it to the golden mother Yuanjun over there.

So, you little girl dressed like this, are you doing cosplay?

Tut tsk tsk, oops, but you said ma'am... when will we have a boss and his wife's child here. While Jue over there put away the things, the water ghost couldn't help but enjoy it. Empress Vodka warned him: You should correct your flirtatious behavior as soon as possible.

Or it will be forked out by the owner of the museum again.

Ahaha, joke, it's just a joke.

The water ghost forcibly argued: Besides, aren't you curious?

If one day the two of them really get married, how will they be raised if they give birth to a child?

Are you not curious? Are you not worried?!

Are you going to practice with the owner of the pavilion, or are you going to follow the proprietress?

Empress Vodka also showed hesitation on her face: I think you have to go to Kunlun, right?

Ahem, I mean, go to your mother's family to practice.

This made the boss of the water ghost unhappy, and said: The lady boss's natal family is amazing, but the people the boss has known for so many years, do you think those guys seem to be related to them? Let alone other things... He lowered his voice, Said: Tell me, that Zhu Jiuyin, tell me about that god who has a relationship with the boss, Huai Shui, who is a good temperer?

Not to mention Zhuge Wuhou, Qin Shihuang, Wu'an Killing God, Han Xin Xiang Yu, Champion Marquis, God of Wealth.

One counts as one, which one is not tempered enough?

This will hand over the owner's child to Kunlun Mountain for upbringing.

Do you believe that this group of old gangsters with the ashes of history all over them can form a group to brush Kunlun Mountain?

Of course it doesn't mean that there is a fight, but that there are various ways to fight...

In this case, Empress Vodka also hesitated, and she couldn't explain clearly.

The result seems to be that the quarrel was too much, and even the soldiers with simple faces appeared to join in the fun. The three ghosts of the museum, also veteran employees, were whispering violently about this old topic, that is to say, the descendants of Wei Yuan, whether it is The young master, or the young lady of the Wei family, no matter what her status is, how should she be cultivated.

The golden mother Yuanjun who was wearing a cloak over there pretended not to hear the words of the three ghosts.

After all, they also made a silent decision.

Still have to respect it.

Holding the happy water in both hands, biting the straw in his mouth, he murmured to himself.

Of course they were raised together...

Seeing the Jade Dragon and Snow Python from Kunlun Mountains, the sky is chilled.

At the edge of the four seas, I saw Xuanwu breathing out clouds.

Climb up to the rooftop to watch the stars; go down to the law of the land to see the mountains and seas, learn Qimen Dunjia from Uncle Qi, and become unparalleled in the world, and learn tricks from Han Xin. The battle is with me, and I see the martial arts, the overlord, the ghosts and gods fighting in the melee. On the battlefield, one can get a glimpse of the ultimate meaning of military martial arts.

Study co-ordination with the young Marquis Wu.

Sit on the shoulders of champions and do horse riding games.

When he was young, he was held in the arms of the First Emperor, riding a war horse, and galloping across the magnificent mountains and seas.

Buddhism has real cultivation in the present world, and Taoism has Xuanmen orthodox methods.

Whether it is a long handle, a short weapon, a sword, a blunt weapon, or a sword technique, supernatural powers, Taoism, Buddhism is pure.

As long as she wants to learn, there will be the best in the world to teach her.

She used to feel that she didn't deserve them to teach her that.

But every time she said that, those people always smiled and vaguely passed by, but later she also knew that the reason why these heroes and unparalleled tyrants of the world would help her was only because they had a karma with that person back then. Cause begets effect, effect begets cause, cause and effect are entangled, it is already unclear, and it is still on her body.

It's just... that person...

Her eyes were slightly lowered, and her silver teeth were slightly hardened, biting the straw.

Noisy, noisy, what are you noisy!

If you can quarrel so much, go to the great monk to debate the scriptures! It's numb, it really is.

Finally no need to work overtime, what are you guys still arguing about?

Loud voice, with the typical drowsiness of catching up on sleep after staying up late playing games, and then a secret door opened, and Bai Ze, who was wearing a blue and white patterned pajamas, came out yawning and rubbing his eyes, with a displeased face. They were all curly, and after glaring fiercely at the three elders of the museum, they muttered again: I feel that Wei Yuan's karma is suddenly unbelievably heavy.

What's the matter? He's back?

So fast...

Before the last sentence was finished, Bai Ze, who was omniscient to some extent, took advantage of the situation and saw the person on the sofa over there.

Just wanted to make a joke, there are also guests in this museum?

Strange, strange, is Wei Yuan's curse of poverty broken?

Then he took a casual glance.

The smile on Bai Ze's face froze.

? ! !

F*ck, shit, shit!!!

For the first time, Bai Ze's mentality exploded.

The void seemed to freeze.

Time seemed to have lost its original characteristics in the flowing golden wind, Bai Ze heard the sound of drinking the last sip of drink with a straw, everything faded, only the man with the cloak was left The young girl became more and more prominent, and then put down the happy water.

The cloak presented by Emperor Jun himself was woven by the stars, and the veil was also made by the emperor's concubine Chang Xi with moonlight.

Only those eyes were black and big, deep like an abyss without water.

This is not the first time Bai Ze has seen similar black pupils.

……hello.

Bai Ze, uncle.

PS: The second update today...