Museum of Demons

The whole room was reflected in the mirror.

Everything was exactly the same as the real room, but there was an ominous smell.

Wei Yuan turned the mirror to look to one side.

Seeing the Buddha statue is an old monk with a hideous wound pierced through his chest, his face is full of pain, his eyes are closed and he is chanting sutras, dripping with blood, and his death is horrifying, which makes people feel chilling. All black, no whites of the eyes, only know how to worship Buddha devoutly.

And next to the old man in the mirror, there was a man in his early thirties, who was equally eerie.

Also still only know how to pray to Buddha, his eyes are blank.

Wei Yuan frowned.

It is normal to see the child in the mirror again, but the little face is full of confusion and sadness, panic and fear.

Combined with the half-human half-ghost boy who lost half of his soul, Wei Yuan subconsciously speculated based on the knowledge Zhang Jiao had taught him—in modern terms, the mirror represents the opposite world, and the people reflected in the mirror also represent the opposite world. The opposite of people is the existence of evil spirits, but generally speaking, they can only live in the mirror.

Unless it occupies a human body.

It now appears that the child, who was the first to touch the mirror, has been replaced.

The real child has been tricked into the mirror, and the evil spirit in the original mirror is inside the outer body.

And the old monk in the Buddha statue should be a monk attached to the Buddha statue. He has a cultivation base and can chant scriptures instinctively. As a result, the old lady and the man in this family, no matter the real spirit or the evil spirit, will be together at night. Chanting scriptures can at least prevent people from being replaced by evil spirits and possessing the body by evil spirits.

During the day, the sun is abundant, and the whole family is outside, so there is no need to worry too much.

It seems that as long as they look at the mirror head-on, the mirror will find the dark side of their hearts, magnify it continuously, and produce corresponding evil spirits.

And the evil spirits are not content to be trapped in the mirror.

They will want to use various methods, bewitch, deceive, fear, try to replace with others, and occupy the physical body.

Wei Yuan was thinking, when he suddenly noticed something strange——

Touching a mirror will produce evil spirits in the mirror.

Evil spirits will use various means to torture and suppress people's souls, creating gaps of fear in people's hearts.

The remnant soul of the monk attached to the Buddha statue can suppress the real spirit of the person and the evil spirit in the mirror at the same time. Both the real spirit and the evil spirit only know how to chant scriptures and worship the Buddha, which can prevent intrusion. Even evil spirits can't harm people.

No, Liu Shaoying...

Wei Yuan suddenly thought of the pale university teacher who didn't want to hurt others.

She was the second to touch the mirror, and she once saw herself in the mirror like a ghost.

But what I saw later was my normal self.

She didn't chant scriptures in her dream, and she even had self-awareness.

She was told 'there was a problem' by her mother and husband.

Details that were previously considered normal and ignored emerged.

Footsteps sounded again and again.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Wei Yuan saw the shadow of the university teacher in the mirror. Liu Shaoying in the mirror was pale and couldn't believe it. He smashed the mirror frantically and anxiously, but Liu Shaoying who came out beside him, in Wei Yuan's eyes, looked It was pale and blue.

Wei Yuan paused.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the talisman that Liu Shaoying got from Tao Siwen, burning slowly.

The boy rushed to Liu Shaoying's side and acted like a baby: Mom, you are here.

Uncle just scared me.

'Liu Shaoying' said gently: Uncle is playing with you.

Isn't it, Master Wei?

She looked at Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan's expression turned cold.

But at this time, the mirror suddenly flickered, and appeared in front of Wei Yuan on its own initiative. It shone on Wei Yuan's eyes. Almost instantly, Wei Yuan's appearance appeared in the mirror, wearing a black button-up top, slightly Similar to training clothes, but more refined, with delicate moiré patterns on the bottom of the clothes.

It's just that the originally clear eyes instantly turned black.

The mirror reflected Wei Yuan.

An evil spirit corresponding to Wei Yuan appeared in the mirror.

Whether it is the evil spirits that have occupied the human body from the outside world, or the two evil spirits who are reciting Buddhist scriptures, they all stopped at this moment, turned their heads, looked at Wei Yuan, and smiled. The dead old monk had a miserable face and blood flowed. The ground is getting faster and faster, and the voice of Buddhist scriptures is chanting.

In this case, there is an incomparably evil feeling.

Evil spirits are based on the dark and unwilling places in the human heart.

Wei Yuan instinctively used the essential techniques of peace to protect the true spirit, and immediately noticed the old monk in the mirror world. He had obtained Buddhist beads from the monk who tracked Yuanjue before, and saw the appearance of the two missing monks, so he recognized the old monk. Monk is one of them.

Now it seems that what was originally attached to the Buddha statue is now absorbed into the mirror world.

Wei Yuan pondered for a while. Although his magic power is not deep enough, but thanks to his previous life experience, he can be said to be profound in the comprehension and application of simple Taoism. Coerced by the technique, she took the initiative to step into the world in the mirror.

The world in the mirror is actually as complete as the real house, and the mirror is only where the exit is.

Zhang Daoling's Fajian in the sword box behind him hummed in a low voice.

But because of Wei Yuan's signal, he didn't erupt, but took the initiative to protect his body, causing an unpleasant roar.

…………

'Liu Shaoying' saw that Wei Yuan no longer resisted, and joy appeared on his face. It seemed that there was an extra evil spirit in the mirror world. He also left the original place, leaned next to the mirror as an exit, and stared at the real world outside with covetous eyes.

Liu Shaoying's true spirit was in the mirror, and she could barely protect her child, her complexion pale and painful.

And those evil spirits stared at Wei Yuan's body, treating it like a piece of fat.

Wei Yuan took the initiative to explore the world in the mirror. He lowered his head and saw that there was still a talisman on the back of his hand. He actually brought in that one order and one order, which radiated red light and merged with the Taoism of the Ministry of Taiping to protect himself. Blindfolded, avoiding sight, walked to the front of the Buddhist hall.

The sad-faced old monk quickly turned the beads with his fingers and chanted Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.

The speed of chanting is getting faster and faster, the monk's face is painful, blood keeps flowing out, but his movements are non-stop. There is pure Buddha light illuminating the surroundings, purifying distracting thoughts, but because this is just instinctive chanting, the power of Buddha light is so powerful that even ordinary people's real The soul will be purified and become a puppet who only knows how to chant the Dharma.

Because of this, even the true spirit and the evil spirit were controlled, and the disaster here did not break out in the past half a month.

Wei Yuan opened his mouth and called out: ...Fellow Daoist?

The monk didn't respond, as if he didn't know what was going on outside, and only knew how to chant Buddhist scriptures.

Wei Yuan mobilized his mana and called it several times, but the old monk still didn't respond.

Wei Yuan's voice paused. At this moment, he saw the Buddha statue in the world in the mirror next to him, and behind the Buddha statue was the four-character Buddha verse, Where can I see the Buddha? According to the understanding of ordinary monks, it is necessary to recite the sutra thousands of times to increase merit and virtue. body, you can see the Tathagata, and the old monk in front of you seems to be doing the same.

The voice of the old monk chanting became faster and faster. Thinking of what Yuanjue said, Wei Yuan was silent for a while, raised his hand and shook off the sword, and suddenly split the Buddha statue in half, including the four who saw the Buddha there. The words are also split.

The voice of the old monk chanting sutras seemed to pause.

Wei Yuan pointed at the shattered Buddha statue, with a magic power in his mouth, said:

There is no Buddha here!

Pointing to the heart of the old monk, he said, See the Buddha here!

The old monk's voice stopped abruptly, his eyes were cloudy, and he seemed to have regained a little bit of consciousness.

In a daze, he noticed the Buddha statue that was smashed into pieces by Wei Yuan, and murmured:

... Break through the Buddha in front of you, and see the Buddha in your heart.

Wei Yuan followed Yuanjue's example and replied: The Buddha can only be seen if the Buddha is broken in the heart.

The old monk murmured: ...it is easy to break the Buddha in front of you, but how difficult it is to break the Buddha in your heart.

He forced a smile, but his expression was still solemn, as if he was still putting on airs, and said:

The layman has a Buddha nature.

Wei Yuan said frankly: I just know this sentence, but I don't understand it, just follow the script.

Fellow Daoist is...

The old monk replied: It's just an incomplete true spirit. It barely lived on this Buddha statue, but was brought home by the benefactor... Ahem, I wanted to get rid of the demon, but the poor monk can't do anything like this. If you can recite sutras and recite Buddha, it’s just a waste of time, but fortunately the layman came and could save the lives of this family.”

It's easy to say, but with a little true spirit, resisting the general trend of heaven and earth to stay, and chanting Buddhist scriptures non-stop for half a month, it is definitely not a simple matter.

The old monk wanted to say more, but suddenly his face was in pain, his chest injury became more and more severe, and blood continued to flow out, his soul was coughing violently, he looked around reluctantly, put his hands together, and asked softly with anticipation on his face: Dare to ask, Layman, have you ever seen the soul of a young monk, about 20 years old, with a round face, looking a little stunned.

Knowing that he was talking about the monk who disappeared with him, Wei Yuan silently shook his head.

The old monk opened his mouth, his face was in a daze, and then he nodded miserably: I see.

The heavens and the earth are like millstones, and the true spirit is shattered. There is no way to stay on the ground for a long time.

It seems that Huixing has returned to the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss...

When he spoke, his expression was considered calm, but his soul, body, and spirit kept trembling and blurring. It was obvious that his heart was extremely miserable, and it took him a long time to calm down. Immediately, pleading appeared in his eyes, and he said:

Layman is merciful, can you send a message for the poor monk?

Wei Yuan said: ...please tell me.

A little stream of light appeared on the palm of the old monk who supported Banyue with a little true spirit, and sent it towards Wei Yuan, saying:

The poor monk's soul was shattered, and he should have died early, but there is one thing that must be passed on, so that he can survive.

Wei Yuan touched the streamer with the palm of his hand, and a picture appeared in front of his eyes, it was a young man in Taoist robes, his expression was stern, his eyes were light yellow, and he said a few words, all of which were dismissive of Buddhism, he raised his hand and penetrated directly A monk took his heart, then took the relic, and finally killed the old monk, domineering.

This is the obsession left by the remaining true spirit, and the appearance of the young man who snatched the relic is very clear.

Even the temperament is very real.

The old monk coughed and said:

Trouble Layman, tell me the true face of this beast to all the sects and officials in Shenzhou.

He said: Although Shenzhou is mentioned in this dog's mouth, but the methods are cruel, extremely self-centered, and life and death are at will. He is a big monster, not a good kind. The Shenzhou he talks about is probably a group of monsters. He must not be allowed to grow up. Get up, otherwise, my divine beings will be harmed by it.

At that time, I am afraid that tens of thousands of innocent people will die. No, no.

The old monk, whose heart was bleeding continuously, bowed down tremblingly, choked up and said:

Please, all of you, kill the monsters.

Subduing demons and demons, protecting the common people...

Wei Yuan fell silent, and said, Of course, bring it here.

Hearing Wei Yuan's agreement, the old monk let out a sigh of relief and finally relaxed.

like a statue.

Wei Yuan stretched out his hand to help the monk up, but when he touched it, the old monk's body shattered every inch of his body, and his thoughts scattered. In front of him, said softly: Amitabha.

Master, let's go.

…………………

At this moment, many evil spirits surrounding Wei Yuan were rejoicing.

It seems that because the new prey is a practitioner, the newly born evil spirits are extremely powerful.

Wei Yuan returned to his physical body.

Opening his eyes, he felt distracting thoughts surging in his heart, and the evil spirit that absorbed his negative emotions was growing rapidly.

This ancient mirror was shimmering, as if it wanted to reflect his darkest things.

And when Wei Yuan's true spirit returned to his physical body, affected by this aura, he was in a daze before his eyes, and a scene that he absolutely did not want to recall appeared again. The shouts of killing were loud, and he saw the extremely elite Han army rushing into the city. , saw a familiar face disappear.

I saw Huang Fusong, the famous general of the Han Dynasty.

Finally, I saw the yellow scarf fluttering like fire.

Boundless despair, boundless unwillingness, is the pain of trying to survive even so.

Wei Yuan's eyes were lost for a moment, and then he recovered immediately.

Always clear and always quiet, should always be quiet.

And Wei Yuan's evil spirit, which was taking shape in the mirror, suddenly froze. Even the evil spirit's heart trembled at the vast, magnificent, cruel and desperate scene just seen-this was the most resentful and powerless young man in front of him, and the most powerful thing in his heart. Something dark, clearly delivered to it.

This is his own experience.

But, but...

How can it be.

In any case, these are absolutely dark and negative emotions, and the evil spirits feel themselves growing rapidly.

Grow to the point where it is almost bursting.

Fear and pain appeared on its face, but the other evil spirits that benefited from its strengthening did not pay attention, but became more and more happy. Wei Yuan knew the state of this evil spirit and let out a sigh of relief.

Absorb the regret and pain of people's hearts, and then become stronger...

There is no doubt that there is a limit.

And now it's almost reaching its limit.

Wei Yuan no longer resisted, following the influence of the ancient mirror, he took the initiative to recall.

The powerlessness and anger of the Three Kingdoms, the loss of living alone.

Share the great wish with Zulong, and then clearly know that Zulong died.

Numerous negative emotions surged and were absorbed by evil spirits.

The evil spirits have suffered to the extreme.

It looked forward, and suddenly saw Wei Yuan with a calm expression, looking at those deep pupils.

Wei Yuan's thoughts moved slightly, and the ancient year appeared again, the water ravaged the earth, strange beasts soared over the mountains and seas, and the vastness and powerlessness of the era where humans and gods lived together took the initiative to pass on these emotions.

This time, the face of the evil spirit was completely frozen.

Then, the evil spirit that feeds on darkness for a living suddenly let out an extremely miserable scream.

Dissipate directly.

The faces of the two evil spirits outside were frozen, and the mother and child in the mirror were also stunned. They couldn't believe it. They saw that the young museum owner in black seemed to just stare at the eerie ancient mirror for a while, and then put the mirror down. , and then calmly said:

Nice mirror.

It's a pity that the quality is a bit poor, and it is not eligible to enter my museum.

The mirror is on the table.

Kacha Kacha...

On the ancient mirror with a history of at least five hundred years, hideous cracks appeared.

There was silence outside the mirror.

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