Museum of Demons

It was hot and dreary, but there was air conditioning in the house, so it was comfortable.

Accompanied by the sound of typing on the keyboard, each file was called out.

These files are all records of cases of evil spirits. They have one thing in common, that is, the beginning of this kind of case is because a child or a young man bought an antique from an old man. Zhu Hongmiao got these files. in a table.

Then through these files, several locations where the target may appear were deduced.

Although China is vast, the ancients even left wild words that there is nowhere to go.

But there is also such a sentence.

He stroked the badge.

Skynet is restored, sparse but not missing!

He put down the hat with the police badge, changed into casual clothes, and set off with his colleagues.

…………………

The location of the target operation is basically near the busiest school.

Zhu Hongmiao and the others kept searching, and finally, at six o'clock, they found the place where the target was. He was the youngest who discovered the target first, while the rest of the colleagues couldn't see each other at all. During the time of the evil spirits, the records that were not found by calling the monitoring were consistent.

Don't startle the snake, I'll attract attention first, and you block off the surroundings to prevent ordinary people from coming in.

Zhu Hongmiao has just graduated, and he still has blood and courage.

He loaded the gun and checked the spare talisman.

Only then did he walk over.

It was already dusk in the sky, the color of the sunset was a bit like dark blood, the weather became a little cooler, Zhu Hongmiao felt a little nervous as he got closer, but when he saw a few children gathered in front of the booth, did they just graduate? The two-year-old young policeman looked serious, no longer hesitated, walked over quickly, and shouted:

What are you doing? After school, if you don't go home, you are not afraid of danger outside?

Or is there no homework today?

Those few children who were originally fascinated were called out by him, and they came back to their senses.

Zhu Hongmiao added the last blow, saying:

Can you afford the things here with your little money?

Wouldn't it be better to buy some ice cream snacks for that pocket money?

Besides, what are you doing here if you don't go home? Have you finished your homework? Can you memorize English vocabulary? Have you passed the test?

A few children were stunned, and then rushed away.

The dim old man couldn't help but pause.

This is the lore passed down from generation to generation.

The corner of the policeman's mouth hooked up, and then he squatted down, blocking the old man's view of the children, and said with a smile: These brats, they are still strolling outside at such a late hour, and they are not afraid of being anxious at home. They will take care of your things here. If you can’t afford it, surrounding here will actually interfere with your business.”

I'm quite interested in what you have here.

How about it, boss, introduce me?

Zhu Hongmiao stared at the things on the booth, saw some ancient books, saw bells, and a bronze plate with engraved inscriptions and taotie patterns. He was smiling, and planned to delay time and let his colleagues surround him The old man took it down at once.

The old man glanced at him from the corner of his cloudy eyes, and said slowly: There is indeed something suitable for guests.

He took out a dignified geisha doll with black hair, a hair ornament on the top of his head, and twelve single kimonos, with a dignified look on his face, and said:

Look.

Looking at the geisha doll, Zhu Hongmiao was in a daze for some reason, but he didn't care.

The left hand silently sent out a summons for colleagues to surround him, while the right hand touched the handle of the gun.

After silently counting seven numbers in my heart.

Zhu Hongmiao pulled out his gun abruptly, and facing the old man in front, with a vigilant expression, read out the sentence: Police, raise your hands! Special fighters appeared and surrounded the old man, the weapons in their hands were ready to be fired at any time.

Among them are colleagues who were born in the Taoist sect, who have already inspired the talismans.

Zhu Hongmiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally caught this slippery loach-like guy who has been doing evil for many years, he stared at him carefully, intending to swarm up and take down the old man, but the old man just smoked his pipe unhurriedly, as if he was surrounded He, but the officers, was full of unhurried arrogance.

His eyes were dim, and the white smoke of dry tobacco curled up.

Zhu Hongmiao gritted his teeth. This kind of dangerous person must not be let go. In the current situation, he shot directly and aimed at the opponent's thigh. Under one shot, the old man was unscathed. Zhu Hongmiao was stunned, and the white smoke of Hanyan The air rose up, like smoke and mist, making him in a trance for a while.

When I woke up, I found that I was still squatting, and the palm of my hand hadn't touched the handle of the gun.

The setting sun slowly darkens, the sunset glow is like blood, the weather is sultry and real, and Cicada screamed listlessly.

He hurriedly looked up. Seeing that the rest of the visible colleagues were stiff, as if they were in a nightmare, Zhu Hongmiao felt his back go numb, and subconsciously lowered his head, just in time to see the delicate and dignified geisha doll. With her hair hanging down to her waist, she was wearing a twelve-single kimono and looked at herself.

Zhu Hongmiao had the illusion that he was in a high position, but the other party looked at him as if looking down.

Then, his body lost control.

Zhu Hongmiao's heart was cold.

What is this... demon? Or ghost?

The old man knocked on the dry smoke, and said leisurely: You have touched me again. It seems that you can't stay here anymore. It seems that the practice has begun to be popularized in Shenzhou. This time the speed is much faster than before. Unfortunately, you can't kill me. Otherwise, it will really cause a big incident...

He respectfully said to the geisha doll:

Master God, please erase their memories.

Erase memory?

Zhu Hongmiao was stunned, and then anger rose.

He finally knew why the other party was able to walk freely without being noticed. It is one thing for the other party to be cautious. On the other hand, it is also a recent thing that the military and the police have begun to popularize the stabilized cultivation method. , can only rely on the experience of solving cases, and the tenacity of relentless pursuit, and spend a lot of time and little investigation to find the other party.

Then the memory of this period of time was erased.

This is almost a dimensionality reduction blow, contemptuous and arrogant.

Moreover, the gods...

It turned out to be a god, no wonder he could control illusions on such a large scale, no wonder he could control memory, Zhu Hongmiao was stunned, but unwilling. He gritted his teeth, glaring at the white light and the silk threads rushing towards his seven orifices, hoping to at least remember the word God, so that he could have some clues later.

At this time.

Ding dong, ding dong.

A crisp bell sounded.

Another person appeared in this small alleyway.

The old man paused, and even the white light froze for a moment, but Zhu Hongmiao was able to turn his pupils and look to one side.

A blue shared bicycle rode in slowly.

Then stop in front of the booth.

Is an ordinary person.

……………………

The young man in a light-colored shirt got out of the car, and locked the shared bicycle first to prevent the free single use time of the monthly card.

Zhu Hongmiao smiled politely at the side, and then squatted down.

Zhu Hongmiao stared at him with wide eyes, anxious in his heart, and kept trying to signal, only hoping that the other party would notice that the atmosphere here was not right and could leave quickly. For him, after all, he had an identity, and the other party only dared to tamper with the memory, but for him This ordinary person may not have so much fear.

But the young man obviously didn't understand his eyes.

Turning his head and smiling politely at the boss, he said, I'll just take a look, old man.

Zhu Hongmiao was anxious, but he realized that there were gods here, as well as an old man who didn't know the depth, an ordinary person, and it might be too late to leave now. He felt weak and angry for a while, the young man stretched out his hand, Flipping through the bronze plates placed on the booth, his fingers swept across the Taotie road.

And this time.

The white silk emitted by the geisha doll has spread out like a cobweb, passed through the air, and spread to Zhu Hongmiao's eyebrows. I want this bronze plate, and this...

The young man stretched out his hand and directly blocked the many silk threads.

Pointing to the geisha doll, she said, I still want this thing.

thing?

Zhu Hongmiao was stunned, as expected, the old man's eyes overflowed with a trace of anger, but he could still hold it back.

Unexpectedly, this young man showed off his knowledge and casually said to Zhu Hongmiao:

Did you know that these twelve dresses are considered the most solemn dresses in Fusang. They are often worn by noble ladies and priests. In fact, another name is Wuyi Tangyi, which was improved from Shang Tangyi. You can tell from the name that it is an imitation. The Tang Dynasty dress was made, but I didn’t expect to wear it until now.”

I even changed the name.

Hearing the contempt in his tone, the old man finally got angry, and the white silk thread emitted from the geisha doll sank into the young man's palm, and the old man chanted in a low voice: Fifty years of life, like a dream and like an illusion, are all just dreams...

The divinity on the geisha doll is good at illusion, dream bubbles, and it is bound by memory and the past. It is a top-notch illusion. Wei Yuan smiled and looked down at the geisha doll, letting the traces of divinity overflow Into the surface layer of your true spirit.

The core is supported by the edict written earlier.

The old man was indifferent, and Zhu Hongmiao was unwilling, but in the line of sight, the white silk thread suddenly became stiff and stagnant, as if frozen, Wei Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the past memory was stirred up again like a torrent deep in the water, the geisha The divinity on the doll, at this moment, saw the scene that Wei Yuan deliberately revealed.

That is hibiscus wood.

The young Ruishi looked at the giant tree growing on the ground, which was a collection of the gods of the archipelago.

Beside him, the man known as the number one alchemist in China said:

If you want to cast the medicine of immortality, you must use immortal things as materials.

So the young man slowly pulled out the Great Qin War Sword on his back. In the storm, thunder and howling waves, the sword in his hand pointed forward. The rain washed the sword, and the iron eagle on the hilt flapped its wings, shuttling through the wind and thunder, and Daqin warriors in black armor rushed to the ground.

Divinity is extremely powerful.

But it is impossible to be stronger than the Six Nations.

The divinity of the mere offshore islands.

It is impossible to be stronger than the romantic Chu, Zhao who is unparalleled in riding and shooting, and stronger than Wei who is brave.

And these countries all fell under the sword of Great Qin.

In the end, they paid a lot of effort and price, and finally cut off the original divinity. When the huge sacred tree was cut off under the sword of the Great Qin, at that time the sound was like thunder from the sky, rumbling Sweeping across the earth and the sky, but in the ears of Great Qin Ruishi, this is just another enemy, another defeat, and another wail.

From the results point of view, there is no difference.

Who the enemy is is the least important thing.

This didn't even change their faces.

It's like when felling trees, there will be sawdust splashed out, and there will be fragments of divinity running away in a hurry, because they want to avoid the great Qin warriors, and they rush around in a hurry , not even daring to gather again.

The Daqin warriors strive to collect those slightly larger gods to ensure the maximum effect of alchemy.

So they had no choice but to panic, no matter what was in front of them, they rushed in at once, combined with those mundane things, exhausted their spirituality, and lost their original nobility, so as to avoid being wiped out by the net.

Because of this, the divinity that should have gathered naturally was completely scattered into a pool of loose sand, and there was no possibility of re-gathering. A little bit of divinity rushed to the distance, flying past the leading boy, The blood and injuries made him pale, but his black hair was tied with red cloth strips, dancing in the wind.

Divinity saw his cold and narrow eyes, like unsheathed blades, sweeping across him indifferently.

Then he spread his five fingers and grabbed towards him.

At this time, the sunset glow in the sky suddenly dimmed, and then the street lights turned on, illuminating the memory.

Those eyes, like a fluttering eagle shooting down the sky, then softened, the original black armor suddenly collapsed, turned into a light-colored shirt, and the combat boots turned into sneakers, only those eyes and The jade pendant around her waist has not changed in any way.

Divinity trembled slightly.

The young man looked at him, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

It's like the nightmare of the past, like a wild battlefield that only exists in mythology, and it's coming again.

That was the last glorious era of the Age of Gods. The sharp warriors of the Great Qin sang Qin Feng and overwhelmed the six kingdoms, while the distant Rome conquered the entire territory of Sicily, and the gods gradually disappeared into history. Come grandly.

In this modern 21st century, the young man with slightly longer short hair, fluffy and messy, and the tip of the hair seems to have a sunny breath and stretches out his hand with a smile, his five fingers slightly spread, and stretches out to the geisha doll. The cold look in his eyes is the same as back then. No two.

The movement of reaching out simultaneously emerges in reality, and in the nightmare that the divinity cannot forget.

The sharp warrior in ancient times and the young man in modern times have the same movements, one is true and the other is false, gradually overlapping, and finally merged into one.

haven't seen you for a long time……

He smiled and said:

Ah, let me ask you a question.

Do you think I'm dead?

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