Museum of Demons

Lin Li and her old man walked out of the quiet room. She still had some remaining doubts and puzzles in her heart. She didn't understand why the head guard would agree, and why the latter's attitude was different from what Zhou Yi said, but she also agreed. Not too obsessed with this matter.

Everyone has secrets, and there's no need to get to the bottom of them.

The old man said before that the strongest person in the way of peace is the great virtuous teacher Zhang Jiao, but she was taken aback.

But when I came back to my senses and thought about it carefully, I knew that it was impossible.

How could a modern person meet the legendary ancient real cultivator? You know, the distance between them is not mountains and seas, nor is it a distance of one hundred or two hundred miles.

There was an interval of two thousand years between them.

Probably it has something to do with a senior hermit who practiced Taiping Dao.

Lin Li thought aimlessly, and was sent away by his old man.

The old man shook his head and said with a smile: I'm leaving tomorrow. If you don't go to get together with my friends in the capital, what will you do with me, an old man? This time I'm going back to the mountain, and I'm afraid it will take another half a year to come down. But don't call.

How can there be?

Lin Li stuck out his tongue, saluted, and left briskly.

He was going to tell his friend Zhou Yi what the museum owner had agreed to, which was considered a show off.

The old man watched his granddaughter go away with a smile, and slowly withdrew his gaze.

He went back to his secret room.

Only then did he suddenly take a long breath, and let go of his hand like an electric shock.

As soon as he let go, the nine-section stick fell down, but he didn't lie flat like before.

Instead, it was suspended in the air, trembling constantly.

The old man lowered his head slowly, and saw that his palm had already been burnt red, trembling slightly due to the severe pain, and even left traces of secret scripts due to the high temperature, he touched the traces on his palm, and slowly let out a breath, seeing Holding the nine-stalk stick, the horror hidden in his eyes——

Although it is still very weak, the spirituality of the nine-stalk stick that had disappeared due to the break has been awakened.

He understood what this meant in the next moment, and his breathing froze for a moment.

Just like the value of the male and female Dragon and Tiger Swords to Zhengyi, now Zhengyi and Quanzhen sects are most popular in the world, among which Zhengyi is also listed in the three caves and four auxiliary, and the recovery of the Taiping Nine Scepters represents the three caves of Taoism as the root of Shenzhou. Among the four assistants, the Taiping Department's vein recovered.

Since the Song Dynasty, it has been a thousand years away.

The old man couldn't believe it, and muttered to himself:

Taiping Dao... Daoist...?

……………………

Wei Yuan hadn't eaten for three days and three nights.

After drinking that cup of tea, he finally woke up his whole body, and the hunger pounced on him.

After he came out, he ate enough food for five people. The fragrant oil-splashed noodles, twice-cooked pork, and the large plate of chicken noodles born in the restaurant next to the long-distance highway. He even stuffed a boiled egg into his mouth, and he was satisfied, feeling that he had come alive.

I just saw a child next to me left half a plate of rice.

His hands were always itchy, and he wanted to press that kid's head directly, but he didn't do anything but stared at him to finish his meal.

Wei Yuan held his right wrist with his left hand, restraining this impulse with the greatest willpower.

What he ate was so clean that the waiter was a little surprised when he cleaned it up, and said with a smile, Guest, you have a good appetite.

Wei Yuan looked at the plate, was silent for a while, and replied with a smile: Always cherish food.

Life is hard to come by now...

The waiter responded twice, but obviously didn't pay much attention to this sentence. Born in the most peaceful country in the world, many people are very precious about being able to eat well, eat well, and have a normal life. And rare, and not enough awareness.

When Wei Yuan paid the bill, he took out his mobile phone, and was taken aback when he turned it on.

A string of missed calls.

Moreover, looking at the monkey head portrait of the contact on the caller ID, who the call came from is a question that does not need to be considered at all, Wei Yuan twitched his forehead, counted, and it has been about eight days since he turned off the phone. Wu Zhiqi made about forty phone calls.

In other words, I released the monkey for almost a week as a pigeon.

Wei Yuan felt a chill on his back, hurriedly paid the bill, and returned to the place where he lived, the phone vibrated, and after a glance, he saw the monkey selfie picture on the caller ID. Think about the look of life.

Then, after the bell rang for ten seconds, he sighed, closed the door with a wooden face, and pressed the answer button.

After a long while, a curious voice came from over there: Hello?

Wei Yuan: ...

He opened the mouth and said, I am Yuan.

There was a full ten seconds of silence, and the atmosphere was as oppressive as the sea before a storm hit, and then Wu Zhiqi roared angrily from the phone:

Okay, you boy!!!!

How dare you accept it?!

At the bottom of the Huai River, Wuzhi Qi got up in a rage.

After he knew such things as making a phone call, he wanted to try it for the first time, but the only person who could try it was the guy who smashed himself with a clay pot in ancient times.

After struggling for a day between curiosity and unwillingness to try, Wu Zhiqi felt that he had a lot of big monkeys, so he made a difference and called the kid.

Then they were released as pigeons for seven days.

A nameless nest fire was only ignited at this time.

Wei Yuan thought that something happened to him, but when he heard the message hidden under Wuzhiqi's roar, he was slightly relieved, and when he was not so angry, he comforted him for a while, and finally said: Shui Jun, I I also encountered some things for a while, so I couldn't reply, it was not intentional.

Wait another five days or so, and I should return to Quanshi. At that time, I will go to Huaishui from Shuimai, and bring some good wine and meat to make amends for you. How about it?

Only then did Wuzhi Qi calm down a little, and said:

Since that's the case, let's leave this matter behind for the time being...

Wei Yuan looked calm and composed, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

Take your time.

People will grow up.

After experiencing the battle of the Yellow Turban, finding the true spirit of the past, witnessing, fighting, and losing, all of these will make people grow. He is no longer the Wei Yuan who was eight days ago, but the true sense, more A strong self will no longer be affected by simple things and lose its size...

Next to Wei Yuan's ear, Wu Zhiqi's voice sounded faintly, saying:

Then, the second thing.

Parents, formerly known as the head of the family.

Usually refers to parents or other guardians or elders of children. Are you familiar with this sentence?

Wei Yuan: ...

The young museum owner, dressed in simple black and carrying a sword box, was expressionless.

He was silent for a few breaths, then held the phone in one hand, away from himself, and said loudly:

Huh? What?

What are you talking about, I can't hear you clearly.

Hey, hello, the signal is not good, oops, you are at the bottom of the Huai River now, the water is too deep, the signal is not good... I can't hear anything, I will talk about it when I go back later.

The voice paused deliberately, and a certain true preacher of Taiping Dao held his throat with one hand, and said:

Hi, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please try again later.

Sorry, the number you have daily is busy, please try again later.

Wuzhiqi: ??!

Wei Yuan raised his hand and pressed the phone without any hesitation, then turned off the phone at the speed of light.

At the bottom of the Huai River, Wu Zhiqi looked at the phone that was hung up, confused, and then furious.

Just as I was about to call back, suddenly the phone displayed a beep and turned off immediately. Wu Zhiqi froze for a moment, looked at the phone, and frowned. Gods don’t need to sleep, so Wu Zhiqi has been waiting for ten days since he got the phone. All are online.

Now even those charging treasures are completely out of power.

After experiencing the modern network, Wu Zhiqi found that he could not bear the days without electricity and network.

He thought for a while, stretched out a finger reluctantly, held his breath, and tried his best to restrain his strength. Finally, a black thunder burst out from his finger. Wu Zhiqi moved his fingers carefully.

The charging light turns on.

A smile appeared on Wu Zhiqi's face.

then,

Kacha Kacha——

Accompanied by bursts of ear-piercing sounds, the phone turned on, and then immediately smoked.

The smile on Wu Zhiqi's face slowly froze, his eyes widened, first he touched the phone with his fingers, but there was no response, and then he patted the phone with his palm, as if hoping that the phone would come back to life, but he accidentally made a little force After a while, the mobile phone, which condensed the technology of the special operations team, was directly broken into a handful of dregs in his hands.

Wuzhiqi: ...

He remembered what Wei Yuan said, that he would come once every five days or so, and looked around.

At a loss.

The wine has run out, the mobile phone is broken, and there is no internet yet.

Wu Zhiqi, who has survived five thousand years, suddenly felt that five days was unexpectedly long and unbearable.

………………………

Wei Yuan met Lin Li this afternoon.

Then they knew their plan to deal with the Taipingdao that was very likely to hit.

It was planned to divide the troops into two groups, one bright and one dark, one solid and one false, to lure Taoist Taiping into a trap and to avoid complications. He had already made all preparations, but this time, the old gentleman of the Lin family fell silent. , took the initiative to ask Wei Yuan, saying:

I don't know Wei...

He originally wanted to call him Wei Xiaoyou, but he thought of the nine-jointed staff that restored the true spirit today.

Even though he didn't know whether it was really because of the person in front of him, he subconsciously changed his name and said:

Does Master Wei have any ideas?

Lin Li and the other three turned around in astonishment, Wei Yuan was also slightly taken aback, and then saw that the old man really asked his opinion instead of polite words, fell silent for a while, stretched out his finger and pointed to a place on the map, and said: It's better to choose here as the place to fight...

Everyone followed the trend, and they were all surprised:

Guangzong City?

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