Museum of Demons

The old man in the gray robe was stunned and unable to speak, frustrated and regretful, and sighed, as if he didn't know what to say or what to say, he was silent for a long time, Wei Yuan looked at the old man with a simple temperament, and said: Also, old man, I also want to ask you a question.

The old man managed to calm down, and said, Please speak.

The owner of the museum in black asked: The old gentleman wears the clothes of Han Dynasty, and knows these things. I don't know who it is related to. Is it Wang Jujun, or Emperor Guangwu?

Qi's army soldiers and water ghosts were taken aback.

Looking at the old man with a look of surprise.

The old man was slightly startled, then laughed and shook his head and said, Mr. Xiao thinks highly of me.

He looked at his palm and murmured: It's just a little bit of love with the tiger, love, righteousness and loyalty, maybe the tiger doesn't remember, but I still want to ask for a chance for him, my heart is agitated, I don’t know what to say, I don’t know what to say.” The old man got up, staggered, bowed his hands, and choked up.

Immediately, the aroma of the wine was tangy, and the fresh air diffused. The old man in simple clothes had disappeared, and what remained in place was a simple wine vessel, which was incomplete, and entangled with incense and clear air. Inside the container, it has turned into fine wine.

The water ghost was dumbfounded.

This, this is...

Wei Yuan was not surprised. Looking at the traces of vicissitudes on the wine vessel, he saw the words the temple was established in the second year of Jianyuan of the Han Dynasty written on it. In that year, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty allotted land, which was used for the first sacrifice to the tiger. Things are also the latter's favorite things, and along with the story of the tiger, it also runs through the past years.

The old man once shared a bit of luck with the tiger, and after thousands of years, he was finally able to take shape.

But now, in order to intercede with the tiger, he has exhausted all the incense that he shared.

It was originally an ordinary wine vessel, and as he walked step by step into the street full of Kunlun Qingqi and the evil spirit of military strategists, he told the story in a gentle voice, and let Wei Yuan see the picture of the year, so the millennium of hard work, once it was gone, Only one glass of wine remained.

Sentiment, righteousness and loyalty, this is the style of Qin and Han Dynasties...

Wei Yuan took a leaf of the soul-cultivating tree, put it into the wine vessel, and suppressed the last trace of incense and fire, but the wine vessel was simple and simple, and the old man who told the story was no longer seen. Maybe so after thousands of years , the old man still has the possibility of reappearing.

The souls of the soldiers of the Qi family were silent.

The water ghost also seemed a little shocked, he was a modern soul, and he couldn't understand the old man's choice.

Wei Yuan got up and looked at the sky, and walked towards the door, Shui Gui subconsciously said:

Boss, what are you doing?

Wei Yuan said casually, It's closed today.

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On the second day, it was about ten o'clock.

A Taoist from Longhu Mountain hurried to the mountain gate, holding a dossier.

After introducing himself, the Taoist was apologetic, handed over the file, and apologized again and again: Master Wei, this is the file record of the tiger on the mountain. Originally, there was an ancient wine vessel in this file, but I don't know When it was lost, we are looking for it, but the wine vessel is only used to prove that the dossier is used, and the content is still not problematic.

He opened the dossier, only to find that the dossier that had been kept all this time had turned into a blank, his expression changed immediately, and he almost jumped up in a hurry.

This, this, this... why is it gone? !

It was fine when I went down the mountain, and the file was full of words, where did it go?

Wei Yuan didn't read the file. The pictures from the spirit of the wine vessel cannot be faked, those pictures are more intuitive than words, Wei Yuan put down the blank file, thanked him and said: I already know, please make a trip this time, Fellow Daoist, Would you like some tea?

The Taoist was so anxious that his forehead was sweating, but he was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and said, Got it?

Know what?

Wei Yuan didn't hide anything, and replied: Last night, there was an old gentleman as a guest, and we talked about the past. By the way, this guest may ask you, fellow Taoist, to bring him back to Longhu Mountain.

As he explained, he was going to get two bottles of drinks.

The Taoist was puzzled, followed the direction Wei Yuan was pointing at, and saw an old man wearing a gray robe and alchemist crown next to the table. He was in a daze again, but only saw the simple wine bottle on the table. When I reached the gap above, except for the extra wine and leaves inside, it was exactly the same as the ancient utensil I lost.

A guest came to the door last night and chatted about the past?

The Taoist stared slightly: This, this is...

He subconsciously thought of a certain possibility, found it absurd, and a little unbelievable, ancient artifacts turned into spirits, and people were looking for guests at night, no matter how you looked at it, it seemed like a story in a legend, and it shouldn't be reality.

But he thought that the story was originally recorded.

The heartbeat of the Taoist sped up a little. Looking at the ancient artifact that was born with spirituality and the old wine that hadn't been there before, he subconsciously turned his head to look at the young man next to him, feeling like he was falling into the story. Yuan just asked as usual: Fellow Daoist, are you thirsty, do you want something to drink?

The Taoist wanted to ask, but he didn't know how to ask, and couldn't for some reason, so he said:

Thank you, oolong tea is fine.

In the end, no matter what kind of doubts and puzzles he had in his heart, the Taoist still took the wine vessel that was originally stored in Longhu Mountain with him, sealed the wine in it with magic, and left. The old man who arrived bowed his hands towards the museum, with a solemn look on his face, but this time he saw it clearly, the Taoist paused, and then hurried out.

I feel more and more that this museum is a little weird.

When he found a quiet place, he unfolded the file and saw that it was still blank, and then he was in a trance. Words appeared on the scroll, exactly the same as the ones he saw before going down the mountain, but now there was a strong smell on the words. The aroma of the wine will make you feel dizzy when you smell it.

The Taoist was silent for a long time, he suddenly thought that the patriarch put the dossier and the wine vessel together, could it be that the wine vessel is the real dossier, and the text is just for outsiders to read?

Immediately because of this, an idea came to mind, and the corners of his mouth twitched——

My patriarch, who is the outsider in your eyes?

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Wei Yuan didn't know that the visiting Taoist was caught in a kind of entanglement.

He was just waiting for the real and more important news while he was practicing. Yesterday Zhang Hao and his teacher went to find the true face of the tiger. In modern times, even the identity used by the tiger comes out of nowhere. It is impossible to leave no trace at all in the city.

Modern big data search can easily find these clues.

Soon Zhang Hao called, his voice hurried.

Master Wei, we have found the man transformed by the tiger!

He said:

That man's name is Zhao Xiu, a native of Jiangnan Road, twenty-seven years old, and all his resumes can be found.

Wei Yuan said: Zhao Xiu...

where is he?!

Zhang Hao's voice paused, and said: ...he is in Baiyun Temple.

Wei Yuan's expression changed slightly, thinking of the old Taoist priest who is still a guest at Baiyun Temple, and Zhang Hao's voice continued to sound, with a trace of bewilderment and he dared not answer: But Zhao Xiu is dead, I mean, Zhao Xiu's body has been found, and this matter has been reported in the mountains.

When Zhao Xiu was discovered, there was only one skin left.

Wei Yuan sensed something was wrong and asked, When is it?

Zhang Hao said with difficulty: It was about half a month ago.

It was also before we gained something in Chixia Temple.

Half a month ago, that is, not long after killing two monks, it can be inferred that the tiger resolutely abandoned his god position and most of his incense body after killing the monks and taking the relics. Abandon the body of Zhao Xiu who may be targeted.

And the news of Zhao Xiu's death was reported normally through the Baiyunguan channel, cutting off the last clue.

Then use these cut-off foreign objects to blame Chixia Temple and guide the outside world.

So he got out of the cage and regained his freedom.

Wei Yuan sorted out what the tiger did and prepared in advance. Even if he was standing in a hostile direction, he still couldn't help being surprised. He had a series of tricks, was cruel enough, rational enough, and cruel enough to the enemy.

There was fear in Zhang Hao's tone, and he said:

Master Wei, did the tiger take this opportunity to run away?

This is indeed very possible. In this case, taking advantage of the opportunity to leave seems to be the best choice, but Wei Yuan recalled the picture he saw when he used Wuzhiqi to eliminate interference and push to occupy, and thought of the tiger constantly climbing the mountain and devouring The picture of the Taoist replied:

Is everything normal in Baiyun Temple?

Zhang Hao said: Yes.

Wei Yuan let out a breath and said:

Then he should still be in Jiangnan Road, and even, with a high probability, he is still in Baiyun Temple.

But isn't that easy to spot?

Wei Yuan replied subconsciously: What is real is empty, and what is empty is real.

When everyone thinks that he must have escaped, Baiyun Temple has become the safest blind spot for thinking. Even if he can do a routine search, it is impossible to be more rigorous than an outward search. He must have left outside. Enough inducements have been given to guide you to investigate outside.

When most of the power is guided away, it will be safe enough for him to leave at that time.

Actually, his hiding place is dangerous or not. What you look at is not the distance between you in reality, but the distance in thinking. If you are guided by him even in the rhythm of your thinking, then even if you have ten times his strength, there is no danger. If the will is strong enough, it will definitely lose.

Zhang Hao was stunned, and wanted to cheer up a little bit, jokingly said:

Master, you said, why does it look like the two of you are arranging troops?

Wei Yuan was stunned for a moment. When he said those words, he naturally thought of Lu Zhi, Huangfusong, and the rockets all over the sky. Famous generals are enemies of each other, even if he was still extremely weak at that time, even if he was still very young at that time.

But some things still cannot be forgotten.

Until this time, he who is used to modern life can feel like a dream.

He really was with those guys.

He really, used to be an enemy of those people.

He has really gone through that period of history.

Zhang Hao paused slightly when he heard the voice over there, and then the tone of the museum owner seemed to soften:

Reading history makes people enlightened.

I just saw some history...

PS: Today's first update..., thanks to the killer monk for the reward, thank you~

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