Museum of Demons

The day after the shrine burning incident broke out.

apartment somewhere.

Ah Xuan honestly changed the bandage on Wei Yuan's wound.

With more than one enemy, Wei Yuan is strong in the profoundness of Taoism, in the essential techniques of peace that Zhang Jiao once passed down personally, and some of the supernatural powers that have been incorporated into the evil methods of the heaven and earth in later generations, but in terms of physical strength, he is still not strong enough to be crushed. degree.

Whether it was the magical powers that exceeded the load of the physical body, or the injuries caused by the shock when performing martial arts, they all broke out in the end.

The effect of force is mutual, and monks must also abide by the basic law.

During the battle, he was naturally full of energy and blood, so he didn't care about it, but after the fight, Wei Yuan found that he had many injuries on his body, which were caused by himself, and he didn't feel the pain until later. He didn't really care, but Ah Xuan still bandaged him well.

I don't know where I got the herbs and boiled the ointment.

Finally, Ah Xuan let Wei Yuan lie on the sofa.

He poured him a cup of tea, handed him a newspaper, and turned on the TV for him.

Put a plate of Sakurajima senbei sprinkled with chili noodles next to Wei Yuan, and said:

Master Wei, take a break here now.

The young Taoist turned on the air conditioner by the way, then smiled gently and said:

I'm going out for a while.

Wei Yuan nodded, biting a piece of snack.

The young Taoist smiled, then turned and left, walking barefoot through the corridor. Finally, Ah Xuan stood at the place farthest from Wei Yuan in a straight line. He took out his mobile phone and dialed a familiar number. After a while, the phone was connected.

Hey, Ah Xuan, why...

Brother!!!

The young Taoist who had just calmed down took a deep breath, his shoulders slumped, like a student looking for his parents after messing up something, and said with a mournful face:

There are still four days, what should I do?!

……………………

Calm down, calm down.

Zhang Ruosu is in a very happy mood now, humming a little tune, with a cup of tea next to him, his eyes focused on the computer screen, typing on the keyboard, casually comforting his junior:

What happened again? Whenever there is a big event, there is calmness.

Say it later.

The old man's voice made Ah Xuan calm down, and he said, Senior brother, didn't you see it?

Master Wei, Master Wei, he went to Tokyo.

Well, Tokyo, where is pretty good.

It's pretty good, no, I mean, then the head of the guard took me around here, and finally went to the Yasukuni Shrine, and burned that shrine down with a torch. More than that, he He also directly fought with the Onmyoji in Tokyo, using a wooden knife to chop down row by row.

The commotion was too loud, senior brother, I couldn't hold him back...

Ah Xuan blamed himself.

He heard the sound of typing on the keyboard on the opposite side stop.

The young Taoist held his breath like a child who didn't pass the exam.

Then, I heard the old Taoist's voice:

That's it?

Ah Xuan was stunned.

Then he stammered: Brother, the movement, didn't you say that the movement is too loud...

Zhang Ruosu laughed and said, Oh, senior brother told you to watch him and don't let him make too much noise, but the noise is not too big, it's reasonable.

Um? ? !

Not too big?

Ah Xuan was stunned, and then suddenly felt a chill on his back, this is not a big deal, what is the big movement that makes all senior brothers have headaches? Obviously the senior brother was trying to comfort him, but the young Taoist felt even heavier in his heart, with a chill coming from his back, and he really felt like crying without tears.

Zhang Ruosu asked: You said he stopped Yinyangliao alone.

Then what did you do?

Ah Xuan said honestly: I failed to stop the Master Wei.

At first I wanted to help, but the guard didn't let me go, so I had to back away, went around in a circle, went to meet the guard, and then ran out while I was in a mess.

Well, that's a pity.

The voice on the phone was a bit regretful, Zhang Ruosu took a sip of tea, and said, Unfortunately, why didn't you put on a five-thunder method, Fenghuo Leiting, only Fenghuo, without Thunder, I always feel that something is missing... ...

The old man's voice was vaguely eager to try.

The young Taoist was dumbfounded.

Zhang Ruosu suddenly remembered something, and said with a smile: By the way, if there are onmyojis from He Mao's family, you can pose a little bit like letting go of God Xiaolei, and they won't make things difficult for you.

real?

of course it's true.

Zhang Ruosu smiled and said: Senior brother has already greeted you well.

After the phone call, Zhang Ruosu put the phone aside, and the scene of the shrine being burned was displayed on the computer screen, and he drank tea slowly, but the teacup was not clear tea, but full of spirits, which burned his throat. He drank Mouth, looks nostalgic.

But I haven't had a few sips yet.

Hearing the footsteps of Teng Teng Teng, a Taoist with white beard and hair rushed over angrily, looked around, and cursed loudly: I smelled wine a long time ago, who, who is it? , dare to bring wine back to the mountain?

Ah Choo, what kind of wine is this, it smells so strong?

He saw the old Tianshi sitting upright, and said, Uncle Tianshi.

Have you ever seen a disciple bring wine back?

Zhang Ruosu picked up the teacup without changing his expression:

have no idea.

He looks at his nose, his nose, and his heart:

The old Taoist is drinking tea.

……………………

Wei Yuan was bored watching TV.

He could only understand a small part of what those people said.

But fortunately, a considerable part of Sakurajima's characters belong to Shenzhou's characters.

So even guessing and watching, I can barely make do with it.

More than 20 hours have passed since the shrine was burned.

And because there are so many witnesses.

Finally, this matter could not be suppressed. Sakurajima's Onmyo and the Metropolitan Police Department responded to the matter. The person in charge of the Metropolitan Police Department and the Onmyo Ryo chief in solemn kimono issued a sincere and serious apology in public.

This matter is because the shrine is not repaired well enough, which leads to the aging of the circuit.

It ended up leading to something like this.

We feel very, very sorry for this tragedy.

Master Morikawa Masato, who is in charge of the shrine, committed seppuku in the shrine's spiritual seal book Feng'an hall yesterday because of his grief and remorse.

He was talking about the priest who was directly pierced to death by a flying knife on the last day.

Then they stood up together.

Facing the long gun and short cannon-like camera, he folded his hands on his lower abdomen and bowed deeply.

It took a long time to get up straight.

……………………

Wei Yuan was no longer interested, so he turned off the TV casually.

Sakurajima's media's remarks have turned to the point of starting to repair the shrine. As for the reaction of Yinyangliao, he didn't care at all. This matter, Sakurajima's extraordinary world can only grit its teeth and swallow blood. From the beginning to the end In the end, Wei Yuan did not attack ordinary people. This is a battle in the extraordinary world.

In other words, it can be regarded as a larger kicking hall.

It was still pierced by a person.

It's easy to solve this kind of thing.

Either pinch your nose and admit it, or kick it back.

This shrine has a different meaning on Sakurajima.

So they can choose, and there are not many places to kick back. For example, go to Taiyi Mountain in Zhongnan to pick Quanzhen. Even the Qingzong of Maoshan in this era is a little bit weak, and the best choice in the true sense is the Tianshi Mansion in Longhushan.

Hit, hit back.

Wei, who had bandages on his arms and shoulders, was happy to see this happen.

It's best to fight that old Taoist priest Zhang Ruosu.

do not mention it.

Just as he was thinking, Wei Yuan heard footsteps, turned around and saw Ah Xuan coming back with a blank face, and threw a fruit, the young Taoist subconsciously caught the orange, came back to his senses, but his head was still mushy, do not know what to say.

Wei Yuan smiled and said, Have you complained to Fellow Daoist Zhang?

The young Taoist was embarrassed.

Wei Yuan shrugged his shoulders and said: I know what he said, probably to make you look at me, but you have to know that Zhang Daoyou was more capable of making trouble than me and you when he was my age. Things are coming.

As for what I did, he agreed.

Ah Xuan was full of disbelief.

Wei Yuan took a sip from his teacup and said:

Ask you two questions.

When did Japanese pirates mix with other countries invade China?

Ah Xuan said: More than a hundred years ago.

So, how old is Daoyou Zhang?

One hundred and four...

The young Taoist was stunned and couldn't continue. Wei Yuan said: Young man, he went down the mountain with his sword in his hand, then turned to the north and south, left Sakura Island in the east, and looked around the world. Played all the inherited genres.

Why do you think he did that?

Wei Yuan said:

He gave me the gourd wine yesterday.

The voice paused, Wei Yuan sighed, and said:

Come to think of it, when you went down the mountain with a sword on your back, Zhang Daoyou was only your age.

When a sharp sword stirred the bullet, it was just a young Taoist priest in common clothes.

When he returned from a narrow escape, he was already middle-aged.

He was given the surname Zhang.

The name is Ruo Su.

But it's not that others think that it's easy to be peaceful.

It's that thousands of riders are following the trend, ten thousand riders are riding the dragon, the sword energy is Ruosu Ni, and the Danqi is shining brightly.

On Longhu Mountain, the old celestial master with white beard and hair waited until his nephew left, then carefully put down his teacup, poked his head out quietly, looked around, then heaved a sigh of relief, stroked his chest, and lifted the seal. With Fa Jue on the rim of the cup, the old Taoist took a sip of the spirits, couldn't help squinting his eyes, and said with a smile:

It's really good wine.

PS: The first update today...

The follow-up chapters are really difficult, try to come up with the second one as soon as possible, thank you Zhang Erhe for the 20,000 reward~