Museum of Demons

Wei Yuan used the language of the Three Sovereigns and Five Sovereigns.

He inferred the other party's identity from the fact that the other party would respond to the prayers of the remnants of the Yin and Shang dynasties, and would struggle against the rushing tide of beasts. In addition, in the hollow in the mountainside, there were almost altar-like bronze steps. It supports Wei Yuan's speculation.

The soul here is the ancient king of Shang, the emperor god worshiped by the people of Yin and Shang from generation to generation.

Those pale golden pupils seemed to shrink a bit.

Then, beyond Wei Yuan's expectation, what followed was not an answer, but an extremely clear hostility.

The strong wind hit, and the darkness in the mountainside also spread. In the darkness, a sharp claw slammed down on Wei Yuan's head, with a menacing momentum, surrounded by thunder and flames, but Wei Yuan could feel that there was only hostility here. , without killing intent.

So his expression remained unchanged, he took a step back, raised his hand and turned his fingers over.

Grip.

The spiritual veins of the mountains overflowed and turned into arms that looked like real bodies, blocking the blow.

When the sharp claws stopped at last, Wei Yuan was still five steps away. The strong wind flowed, causing the young Taoist's black hair to rise, his expression was flat, his pupils were looking at the eyes hidden in the darkness. , Then, Wei Yuan breathed out slowly, and slowly clenched his five fingers together.

I whispered silently in my heart.

edict,

rise!

There was a moment of silence.

The spiritual veins of the entire mountain suddenly burst out with great power.

The young Taoist standing on the mountainside is like a fairy.

Inside the mountain, on the side of the spiritual vein, confront the god of the mountain.

Unless it has an absolute advantage in strength, it is definitely asking for trouble, especially, when that consciousness makes a move, Wei Yuan can faintly feel that this consciousness is in an extremely weak state. This time, the spiritual energy in the spirit veins leaked out, and after ten years or so, this consciousness itself would die in a deep sleep.

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The dust settled.

The power of drawing out the spiritual veins made Wei Yuan's gathered body much weaker.

But fortunately, the consciousness to do it was suppressed, unable to move.

The hair on the back of the barking beast next to it stood up, and a pair of vertical pupils widened.

He looked at Wei Yuan, and then at the movement just now.

He couldn't help but look at Wei Yuan again.

fell silent.

How did I stab him to death?

I was so fierce back then?

Or is he playing me?

Biaolong lowered his head, let out a cry like a horse, and followed behind him obediently, trying to rub the dragon's horns against him, but was slapped away by Wei Yuan's hand. , stepping forward slowly, the darkness receded, and he saw the true face of the enemy who attacked him.

Then he frowned slightly. This was almost no longer a person, let alone a god. The overall look was in a mess, like a stitched monster, with a disheveled beard and hair, and a bloodshot eye opened between his brows. The front half of his right arm was People, the part that spread to the palm turned into tiger claws.

There are bone spurs growing on the spine on the back, the feet are like dragons and beasts, the clothes are already tattered, and the exposed places are full of scales, exuding a state of oily dirt, but the growths on the tailbone are like snakes tail.

Shocked by the power of the mountain god, he passed out.

With such a miserable and terrifying appearance, even if he couldn't help but step back, he was actually taken aback.

It couldn't help but said, What kind of monster is this?

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In the border town of Chaoge City, when Feiyu and the warriors who could participate in the sacrifice arrived with weapons in hand or rode beasts, what they saw were surprised and unbelievable guards. The old man told the people what happened just now, and the soldiers were all amazed when they heard it.

Previously on the mountain because the young Taoist was not an emperor, the young man who was disappointed and regretful whispered in disbelief: It's so powerful.

Is this stronger than the Emperor God?

Fei Yu turned to look at him.

He panicked and shrank his neck, but he still expressed his inner feelings, with a blank and lost tone, and said: We have sacrificed to the Emperor God for so long, but He has not responded to us, we still have to fight those monsters desperately , where does it look like this...

Fei Yu stopped talking, and said slowly: There will be another time, and the family rules will deal with it.

He turned his head, looked at the border town, was silent for a while, and said:

Repair here first to prevent the herd from coming again.

yes!

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Wei Yuan ordered the spiritual veins in the mountain to trap the hideous and filthy creature.

Let the beast stare at him, he turned around, looked at the murals on the stone wall, stretched out his hand and swept the first mural, and cleaned the area covered by ashes below, and saw that there were already A few words that were not so clear were read out slowly: King, Zi Qu, to conquer the country of Fang.

Prince Shang Qu...

Wei Yuan recalled that for some reason he had a high degree of knowledge of ancient history.

So he quickly found King Shang who represented this name from the fragments of memory.

Wu B.

He silently said to himself: Emperor Wu Yi returned to Hebei, and moved to court to sing.

It was Wu Yi who moved the capital of Shang from Yin to the capital, and he also gave the land of Qishan to the leader of the Zhou tribe. He is also known as cruel, because he personally conquered the Quartet, and wherever he went, he was often merciless with his sword.

So, this first mural is a record of Shang Wang Wuyi's conquest of Zhifang Kingdom?

Wei Yuan was thoughtful, he looked further inside, and for some reason, the hollow in the mountainside was so big, and it was shrouded in very heavy darkness, even he couldn't see through this darkness for a while. , I could only reach out and touch the rock wall next to me.

The aura turned into little clusters of light, floating in the air, illuminating a small area.

Wei Yuan looked at the murals one by one, saw Wu Yi's conquest, saw the ancestors of the Western Zhou Dynasty kneeling in front of Wu Yi, who was bestowed with famous jade and BMW by Wu Yi, and he saw Wu Yi finally shot the sky and killed him. God, I saw Wu Yi finally died under the thunder when he was fighting for the Yin and Shang Dynasties.

Finally, Wu Yi was buried in the ancestral line.

Next is generational.

Wei Yuan stretched out his hand and touched the notch on the rock wall, it was a short text.

'I woke up. '

'But Chaoge City is no longer in the world. '

'My descendant, clad in armor and holding a sword, and his subjects tell me. '

'They are going to cut off the empress, and the embers of Shang are here, asking me to protect these people. '

'This is the duty of the king, and I will not shirk it. '

'As for retaining, hmph, as a future emperor, he is also responsible for being forced into this state by the princes. For this reason, it is what he should do to die in battle. '

On the rough mural, two people are facing forward with their backs facing each other, one is facing thousands of troops, and the other is facing endless darkness.

It was Emperor Xin who wanted to gain time and after the end, Wu Yi's spirituality appeared as a god, and then he was responsible for protecting the people of Yin and Shang. Wei Yuan thoughtfully, stepped forward, and looked at the next stone tablet, which also had Wu Yi's words on it. What was recorded, Wei Yuan recognized the weathered handwriting.

'Finally found water and food, but there seems to be something wrong here. '

'The sky is densely packed, and there are some powerful souls everywhere. If they are allowed to enter Chaoge City, not many people will survive. '

'I stopped them and recognized them, they seem to be the powerful ones recorded in the Shan Hai Jing. '

‘Hmph, how could the lonely king let them get close to Chaoge one day when he was here? '

In the mural, there are small people in Chaoge City, while Wu Yi is as powerful as a god and demon, fighting against the remnant souls of strange beasts all over the sky, holding a bronze shield in one hand and a powerful sword in the other. The expression is contemptuous and arrogant.

Then there is the third mural, which is the text on it.

‘The clansmen must put an end to blood sacrifices. '

It seemed to be a long hesitation, but the last stroke was very long, leaving a finger-sized mark. In the end, Wu Yi's tone was relaxed and natural, and he recorded it, I will give a dream to the grand masters of this generation and tell them, I want to Put an end to it, put an end to it, the lonely king is very powerful, there is no need for them to sacrifice human sacrifices'

‘Oh, take care of yourselves. '

The fourth mural.

'There are too many enemies and I am wounded. '

'It was only at this time that I realized that without blood sacrifices, the wounds were too difficult to heal, and the broken arms couldn't grow back. Fortunately, these people still sacrificed these fierce beasts. '

On the mural, Wu Yi broke his arm. He cut off the arm of a descendant of Qiongqi, combined it with his soul body, and then continued to block the strange beast recorded in the Shan Hai Jing.

Wei Yuan read the murals piece by piece.

I don't know if it's too boring or lonely, Wu Yi portrayed his own experience on this.

It’s just that from this point on, Wu Yi on every mural was erased, as if the figure was erased later, it can only be seen that he was fighting continuously, until finally when Wei Yuan touched a stone wall with his finger, he saw When the above text started to become crazy and unwilling——

Today is the time of the great sacrifice, the lonely king wants to go out and have a look

The lonely king saw a child holding white flowers, which was a gift to God

'Go out alone. '

'She was motionless, Gu thought she was pleasantly surprised to see Gu, but she suddenly cried out and threw flowers into my face, if I heard correctly, what she shouted was——'

Wei Yuan raised his head and saw the same words, large and small, all over the stone wall like crazy.

'monster? ! '

‘Lone is a monster? ! '

'How could Gu be a monster! '

'Gu is Wu Yi, the king of the world! '

Then there were a lot of blank spaces, and the last handwriting was finally distorted.

'Lone is a monster. '

On the screen, with extremely distorted brushstrokes, it depicts a person standing on the river bank and looking into the river. There are people on the river bank, but inside the river, there is a monster that is almost invisible in human form. It is ferocious and distorted, with an indescribable majesty and madness.

Until this pair of stone carvings started, the characters left by Wu Yi began to change.

He is still fighting and fighting, but in the records left behind, it is obvious that his thoughts have become confused, and there is a clear tendency to change from a human to a beast, which is caused by the interference and influence of his own soul by the soul of the alien beast from the blood sacrifice. Variety.

‘I want to eat... I want to eat the soul. '

'No, not right. '

‘I want flesh and blood, I want blood! '

'Go away! '

'Gu wants to eat, eat them, eat those weak humans, after being exiled for so long, it's time for revenge. '

'Get out of Gu's body! '

On the mural, distorted heads appeared in Wu Yi's body.

And the text suddenly became arrogant and arrogant, recording the original state of mind: Gu Nai Wu Yi, a great businessman bestowed by heaven, when I was born, I was able to shoot the sky and kill gods, how can I let future generations sacrifice blood to me instead? ! It's ridiculous! '

But in the following texts, Wu Yi is constantly struggling between self and bestiality.

When he was injured, he had to use the soul from the blood sacrifice to supplement his spirituality. As a result, the part occupied by humans became less and less, while the part occupied by beasts continued to increase. Finally, Wei Yuan saw the last mural, written After writing the last words, Wu Yi no longer calls himself the lonely king.

'I, I want a blood sacrifice...'

'The person holding the flowers, I want to eat, but...but it can't be so simple. '

The king wants to eat, and he needs a big tripod. I, I want to draw a tripod first, and I will draw a tripod every day...

Then came the next day's text.

There is a tripod but no bell, no, no...

'Today I finished drawing the clock and went out to eat her. '

'If you want to eat, you must have enough luxuriant vegetation. Today, add a flower today. Outside Chaoge City, there are often such flowers. The flowers are invincible for ten miles. When I am young, I often go to see them. It takes a whole day to see them. ...'

Subsequent names are crossed out.

There are flowers and trees, but there are no guards, so it can't show the majesty of the king... Heh, Fei Li, he has been with me since childhood, but he died when he returned from the crusade. Let's draw him first, I remember him Can blow a nice tune out of a leaf, and when I'm done drawing him, go out and eat that guy. '

'And Liu, he makes the best wine. '

‘I’m a businessman who likes wine, but in Chaoge City, who can compare to him... When I finished painting him, I went out and ate that man. '

'Father...'

‘Oh, Taiding, I remember he was still young, how could he not be here? '

'Wait until the painting is finished...'

The densely packed text, some of which are even superimposed and covered, Wei Yuan remained silent. He looked at the large expanse in front of him, which existed in the hollow in the mountainside of Chaoge Waizu, and slowly raised his hand, the aura overflowed and turned into a ball of light. Like the sun rising to a high place.

So under this light, Wei Yuan was silent and absent-minded.

He saw a city with boundless prosperity and boundless splendor.

There are children playing and laughing, there is a shrine that looks like a miracle, there are guards who greet with a smile, there are musicians playing tunes, there are children sitting in the palace, there are weeping willows outside the city, and there are wings fluttering. The falcons, the sky is full of stars, and outside the city, there are really ten miles of flowers that are always blooming and undefeated.

In this dark and lonely mountainside, hideous, filthy, twisted monsters lean against the rock wall.

Those people laughed and shouted around him, there was wind from hometown, there was wine from hometown, they were friends in memory, they were relatives whom they would never see again, and when they walked into the world, they wanted to eat people monster, and close your eyes, heh, my hometown is by my side.

Baron whispered: ...Three thousand years.

Wei Yuan didn't answer.

Yes, three thousand years.

There is darkness and endless loneliness in front of him. It is the watch that even he himself does not know whether there will be an end day. It is the despair that is on the verge of every day. He can only rely on numbness and force himself to go on day by day , in such despair, raised his head, but saw the most magnificent miracle.

As early as the Three Kingdoms period, Xu Fu had already wanted to attack the Central Plains spiritual vein again, so there was contact between Yamatai and Wei.

Three hundred years can distort a warlock who once worked so hard for revenge for his hometown.

Three thousand years can't wash away the attachment of a soul.

He was indeed infested with bestiality.

But between his degeneration into an ogre and the arrogant emperor, there is a whole beautiful city of Chaoge.

The city is undefeated.

PS: The first update today... 4,400 words, a little difficult to write, I will write the second update soon, but the number of words is estimated to be relatively small, thank you for the isnot Qingwan reward, thank you~

Sima Zhen's Historical Records Suoyin: Wu Yi has no way, and the cause of disaster shoots into the sky.

Historical Records Volume 3 Yin Benji No. 3: Wu Yi hunted between the river and the Wei, and was struck by a thunderstorm, causing Wu Yi to die.