Museum of Demons

The originally stern Taoist turned into a colorful tiger in a blink of an eye, with cold and ruthless pale yellow pupils, and raised his hand to attack the monk. Wei Yuan saw the palm of the Taoist in one eye, and tiger claws in the other eye, piercing through it. into the hearts of the monks.

With a flick of his sleeve again, the fierce wind blows away the old monk's soul and pierces his heart.

Then the stern Taoist looked sideways.

The real body that Wei Yuan saw was also a fierce tiger raising its forehead and pressing its paws, emitting a vicious aura.

Then he vaguely saw what happened before, Wei Yuan saw the tiger coming to the Taoist temple in a trance, saw this tiger start to climb up the mountain from the foot of the mountain, eating people while climbing, the first one to be eaten by it was the real youth A Taoist priest, and then another Taoist priest who looked a little smooth.

The tiger climbed higher and higher, and ate more and more people.

The implication of this picture is that the first person the tiger killed was the young Taoist, and then it hid in the mountain, constantly killing people, and taking this opportunity to practice continuously, and this majestic tiger Wei Yuan also Recognized, it was the tiger who escaped under the guise of Jin Yuniao.

Sure enough...the one killed by the operation team in Chixia Temple was not a tiger at all.

Wei Yuan opened his eyes, and the divination was over.

After thinking about it for a while, he could judge that the tiger might have used the method of removing the golden cicada's shell again, or even more than the golden cicada's shelling. It would give up the body, the god position, and even part of the soul one by one. According to the theory of practice, this It is to gradually abandon all external objects as false, and only leave a little spirituality between the eyebrows to be true.

Go fake and stay real.

This is the Dao of Xiu Yuanshen.

Not only fierce and ferocious, but also cunning like a fox.

Wei Yuan pondered, closed his eyes again, and used the six-line number method to count again.

Ning Xin was calm, a little true spirit was just thinking about the tiger's current location, and then he thought of six numbers in the Lingtai, and used these six numbers to form a hexagram, but this time, Wei Yuan couldn't predict anything, All he saw was blankness and blankness, the torrential water and undulating mountains.

Wei Yuan opened his eyes and exhaled a foul breath.

Failed.

It may have been noticed by the tiger just now. It is impossible for the tiger to perceive the power of Wuzhiqi. It is very likely that it is aware that its own cover-up methods have failed, and then deduces that it has been pushed and occupied, and then directly 'hides'.

With Wuzhiqi beside Wei Yuan, there is no need to worry about being countered, but Wuzhiqi's aura can only keep Wei Yuan from being disturbed, but it cannot make his divination and divination ability stronger than that of the Qin and Han monsters. The only tiger who has been fiefd.

Wei Yuan couldn't help whispering in his heart.

Not only cunning like a fox, but also cautious like a mouse.

Persist in a heart that is on thin ice, do fierce things like a tiger, have a deep and firm heart to seek the Tao, and be ruthless in his attacks.

These ancient monsters really cannot be underestimated at all.

Wei Yuan rubbed the center of his brows, he had indeed discovered the tiger himself, and because of this, he was noticed by the tiger, but with the tiger's prudence, he might not act rashly again for a certain period of time, and would choose to hide in the mountains, Will strive for a certain period of stability.

Wei Yuan wanted to get up immediately to deliver the news, but he also thought that the scene seen by the true spirit needs to be recorded with a special jade slip, and then go through other procedures, which are cumbersome and troublesome, and it takes about two days at least , too much time wasting.

He pondered for a long time, looking at Wu Zhiqi who was playing happily in the dream, thoughtful.

Said: Shui Jun, you play first, I'll go out for a while.

Wu Zhiqi waved his hand to signal Wei Yuan to go by himself, but his eyes were still fixed on the game screen. He controlled his own strength so that he could enjoy the game perfectly. After playing a round, he took a sip of wine contentedly, Only then did I react.

go out?

This is your dream, where are you going?

When he looked up, Wei Yuan had already disappeared, but since the dream and the game were still there, he didn't think too much about it. He lowered his head happily, pressed his hand, and started the next game.

……………………

Wearing Guan Guan's feathers, Wei Yuan jumped out of his dream.

In the middle of the night, Quanshi fell into a deep sleep.

The steel city hides in the dark night, like a dark jungle, and on the jungle built by modern people, there are dreams one after another, like the mottled sunlight cast, the shadows are the traces cast by the sun on the earth, and Dream, this is the fruit left by life passing through people's hearts.

Even if they didn't notice it themselves.

One after another, dreams adorn the silent city in the dark, and the owner of the museum wearing a black button-up jacket landed lightly, and then quickly fell in this dream city. He raised his hand, and suddenly a handful of black guns appeared in his hand. umbrella.

The black umbrella opened, and Wei Yuan's body violated the laws of reality, and was blown away.

Like a dandelion through the jungle.

He passed through the mottled and broken dreams, and raised his hand to press his hair to prevent it from being too messy by the wind.

After floating for a while, Wei Yuan's footsteps finally landed on the ground. With a shake of his palm, the umbrella in his hand was closed. Wei Yuan looked at his hand and exclaimed: It really is a dream. I can't think of anything. can be transformed.

If only it could be like this in reality.

A piece of candy appeared in his hand and he stuffed it into his mouth.

Wei Yuan identified the direction, jumped in one dream after another, and quickly headed to the destination.

He was looking for Zhang Hao's dream of the special operations team.

In fact, what he thought was very simple. Instead of finding the jade and burning it himself, and then telling Zhang Hao and the others, it is better to let Zhang Hao meet the tiger in his dream. Clearly.

Wei Yuan wears Guan Guan's feathers, which can keep his sanity in his dreams.

And this thing was rarely seen in the human world after the strange beasts in the mountains and seas were expelled by Yu.

It never occurred to him that Guan Guan's feathers could be used in this way.

If this thing can be popularized, maybe...

Wei Yuan's thoughts froze slightly, and then the corners of his mouth hooked slightly.

Um,

Maybe there will be a bunch of bald and skinned irrigation, holding banners, angrily accusing the operation team of oppressing mountains and seas?

At this time, he felt a familiar breath and calmed down his emotions.

Stopping, the front is the place where the members of the special operations team live. Of course, it is called the family community of a certain company, which is quite down-to-earth.

Wei Yuan directly found the dream that belonged to Zhang Hao, and then walked in. Although there was no human help for walking in the dream this time, his own knowledge and comprehension have risen with the tide, and it is easy to do this.

Zhang Hao lives alone, the uniforms of the action team are neatly hung, and the room is tidy.

In the dream, Zhang Hao stood on the path in the garden and walked forward. He saw Shen Jifeng walking towards him quickly in front of him, and his heart beat faster. The girl was still wearing the standard white coat of a researcher, with a simple and clean white ponytail and glasses. It was also difficult to hide those clear eyes.

Zhang Hao plucked up the courage to speak.

But Shen Jifeng just lowered his head, pretending not to notice him, and walked away quickly.

Zhang Hao opened his mouth, and all the raised hands fell down.

He couldn't remember how many times the girl ignored him. He was worried that this junior sister who often cooperates with him already had something to belong to, and immediately thought that it must be the case, so he deliberately refused to talk to me.

Every time I chat with her, I am absent-minded and careless.

Zhang Hao's mood was depressed and tangled, and his dreams became drowsy. He didn't even know where the petals were falling from, and his mood was bleak.

...

The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, he never expected that Zhang Hao, who is usually capable and capable, would be a little sentimental.

He suppressed distracting thoughts, nurtured a little spirituality with his fingers, and put the tiger picture into it. Zhang Hao was walking aimlessly, and suddenly found that the road in front of him had changed dramatically. He stopped and appeared in a room.

Because it was in a dream, Zhang Hao didn't have any suspicions, and didn't feel anything wrong.

He saw two monks, one old and one young, and a Taoist priest in front of him.

Just as he was about to go up to say hello, he suddenly saw that the Taoist made a bold move, his right hand turned into a sharp claw, and killed the young monk. Then, with a flick of his sleeve, the old monk coughed up blood and fell to the ground. Zhang Hao was stunned, and immediately instinctively Stepping forward, I don't know when there is a sword in my hand, and a gun in my left hand.

He emptied the bullet in the gun in one go, but the young Taoist was unscathed.

Looking up again, the Taoist appeared directly in front of him.

The eyes are cold.

Zhang Hao suddenly raised his hand and drew out his sword.

The Taoist's palm was pressed down, and the sword edge shattered inch by inch, and pieces flew up one by one. Zhang Hao's eyes widened, and he saw the Taoist's true face and his light yellow pupils clearly. After that, the young Taoist turned into a A colorful tiger, with a roar that shook the sky and the ground, rushed towards him, with a fierce look on his face.

Zhang Hao's pupils shrank.

Then, the world suddenly froze.

The world is covered with a layer of dim yellow, like amber, the cold virtual image of a young Taoist, the real and terrifying tiger, the dead and fallen monk, the flowing blood, the flying sword fragments, everything is real, but everything stops moving, like silent.

Only the feeling of Zhang Hao's heart beating wildly made the feeling of fear emerge.

step, step, step

Suddenly, footsteps sounded.

Zhang Hao turned his head subconsciously, and saw the museum owner in black with red moiré on the hem, and a black umbrella in his hand, approaching step by step in the dim and solidified world.

Zhang Hao was shocked: Master Wei? Why are you here?

Wei Yuan said, Something has happened.

He pointed to the tiger in front of him and asked, Zhang Hao, do you know who he is?

With lingering fear in his heart, Zhang Hao replied, It's a tiger.

I've felt a similar breath on his statue, but it's not as strong.

Wei Yuan nodded and said, That's him.

The tiger is not dead yet, he is still hiding in Jiangnan Road at this moment, and he acted in the appearance of that young man before.

Do you remember?

Zhang Hao nodded, Wei Yuan said in a voice: Please tell the action team.

His voice paused, he apologized and smiled:

Sorry to give you a nightmare.

Zhang Hao was still puzzled.

Wei Yuan smiled without answering, and tapped the umbrella in front of him to the ground.

The feathers of different birds, as well as the understanding of Taoism in the previous life, are now being used.

Then, Zhang Hao's dream was completely shattered. All the colors and patterns fell off like shattered glass, leaving behind pure darkness. Wei Yuan also walked out of Zhang Hao's dream. Zhang Hao on the bed was still sleeping, but he would wake up naturally soon.

Wei Yuan originally planned to leave, but before he left, he thought again, what if Zhang Hao thinks this is just a dream?

Seeing the white paper on the table and the ink pads used by the action team, Wei Yuan was thoughtful.

After leaving traces, he left.

After going out, I originally planned to go back directly to see how Wuzhiqi was playing, but happened to see Shen Jifeng's dream not far away. His mobile phone and Wuzhiqi's two mobile phones were provided by this girl. Huang Quanli also experienced some adventures with Wei Yuan.

At this moment, this dream seems to be the part where he met Zhang Hao on the road. Wei Yuan was a little curious, thought for a while, and turned into an ancient coin, raised his hand to do the money divination, and confirmed that he would not bump into Zhang Hao when he entered the dream. This is the only way to look at the impolite thing.

In the dream, Shen Jifeng was walking on the road.

She was completely oblivious to who the humanoid was approaching in front of her.

Ignoring what the humanoid creature was trying to do with its hand raised.

Dai frowned, lost in thought——

Well……

Should we use the first dose group for today's experiment, or should we halve it and try again?

Let's cut it in half and make another set.

The girl left quickly.

Zhang Hao was left in a daze.

Wei Yuan: ...

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Zhang Hao suddenly opened his eyes.

He seemed to have had a nightmare, dreaming about the tiger tiger killing people, and he was almost killed himself.

I also dreamed of the owner of the guard.

This dream was so real, Zhang Hao sat on the bed for a long time, the feeling of lingering fear slowly subsided, but for some reason, he knew very well what the tiger and the young Taoist in the dream looked like, He even clearly knew that this was a tiger and knew that he had to report it.

But, this is just a dream...

It is cranky, thinking day by day and dreaming at night.

But I haven't thought about tigers recently.

Because this dream was too real and terrifying, Zhang Hao felt a little parched. He stood up to pour water, turned on the light, picked up the water glass, and shifted his gaze. Immediately, he saw a piece of paper on the table and was startled. Down.

He remembered that he should have cleared the table before going to bed.

So he raised his eyes subconsciously, and then his eyes narrowed slightly. He saw that the paper was faintly yellow, as if after a long time, he saw that on the paper, the red ink pad had turned into two ancient seal characters, the word Wei Yuan, clear and real .

PS: Today's second update, 3,900 words, I also ask everyone for a monthly ticket~

Then I don’t know why, I suddenly want to give Tiger a character card——

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