Museum of Demons

Brother Fang, are you really not going to move out? There's such a big incident here, it's not safe to live here, besides, it's too far away from the city, it's not convenient to live here.

Ji Kangle tried hard to persuade the fishermen he knew.

Two or three hours had passed since Wei Yuan came out of the cave.

Everyone brought up those corpses, which were very useful for the special operations team to negotiate with the extraordinary forces, but Xiang Hongbao found with regret that the three quasi-angels did not have any sacred objects from the temple. .

This made him feel a little sorry.

He belongs to the Nestorian sect that developed independently in China. From the time of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty to the present, it has long been a local sect. Unlike the ones there, their full name is Daqin Nestorianism, and the treasure handed down from generation to generation is Great Qin Nestorianism Popular Chinese Stele .

Of course, this Great Qin is not the Great Qin of Shenzhou.

but Rome.

'Its people are all grown up and upright, similar to China, so it is called the Great Qin. '

So it would be nice if we could bring back the sacred artifacts from the holy church in the west to the Great Qin Nestorian Church.

Faced with Ji Kangle's persuasion, Fang Feng just shook his head, and said with a simple and honest smile: You said it's good to go outside, but I've been on this small island all my life, I haven't been outside much, I don't know anyone, and I can't go anywhere. Unfamiliar, the outside world is too unfamiliar to me, it’s better to stay here.”

By the way, I still have the dried fish that I made before. I bring them all with me.

The fisherman directly blocked Ji Kangle's words.

Turning around, he went back and handed over a bunch of dried fish to Wei Yuan and the others. Everyone had them, and the craftsmanship was very good. Before Wei Yuan left, he cooked a simple meal for the drunk fisherman and wiped his hands. , said: Brother Fang, if you want to repair your jade hairpin, please contact me.

Pointing to the table casually, he said with a smile, I made some pickles with the leftover vegetables.

The fish head is deep-fried, and the fish body is braised in soy sauce. If it is served with rice, it is easy to serve with rice. It is good with pickled vegetables. It is not easy to get greasy. The fish bones can be used once at the end. Add some vegetables and sea rice to make a soup. The taste should be Not bad.

I don't have much time, so I can do whatever I want. It's not good to drink on an empty stomach.

Wei Yuan smiled, and he was very grateful to the other party for allowing him to study Yuhan's skills.

And the reason for the disappearance of these temple monks may also have hit Gonggong.

I just hope that the divinity of wine making doesn't have any part in these artificial angels...

The corner of his mouth twitched, feeling that the bowl of wine smelled a bit mixed.

Fang Feng was taken aback for a moment, with a smile on his face, and said, How embarrassing this is.

But when it came to wine, it was obvious that he wanted to have another drink with the food. Ji Kangle had no choice but to persuade him again, but there was still nothing to do. Then everyone left. Fang Feng watched them go away, turned around, smiled Hehe greeted the neighbor next door, walked into the house, and poured a glass of wine.

He looked at the courtyard with quiet eyes, and gradually lost the simplicity and honesty he had before.

There is only peace like rocks and reefs left.

As the sky was getting darker, a tall man appeared in front of him. He sat down casually and said:

You didn't kill them.

Fang Feng, who had been acting normal all the time, said, Why kill them?

The visitor said: You didn't even let go of those people from the Holy Church before, so you just killed them neatly.

I thought you were getting murderous.

Fang Feng said in a flat voice: Those monks said that if they want to find out the extent of the recovery of the divinity in Shenzhou, if possible, they should bring part of the divinity back to the church for research at all costs.

As a subordinate under the command of Zunshen, it is reasonable to bless Shenzhou.

No matter how many fights we have with Zhuanxu and King Yu, it is also a fight for Kyushu.

How could the divinity and land here be coveted by the little gods from the Outlands?

The visitor stared at him and sighed, You are still influenced by Qi Jiguang and Tang Shunzhi.

You spent some time with them.

Fang Feng was noncommittal.

The voice of the visitor paused, and he sneered: Forget it, I won't tell you about this matter. The foreign gods who dare to covet Shenzhou will of course be killed, but you are not decisive enough to do it.

And that person is a subject of Yu. Back then, your ancestor Fangfeng was beheaded by Yu, and your clan's jade-making skills were also taught to his subjects by Yu. I thought that you would definitely meet him when we met. , and killed him.

It also saves the god to meet him. Now you can't kill him even if you want to.

Fang Feng was silent for a while, and said: I originally wanted to do something to him.

After discovering that he understands the method of making jade from my lineage of Fangfeng.

But……

He thought of what the young man said, how much he valued the jade hairpin he made, and how he said that ancient objects contained past emotions and experiences. For some reason, the murderous intent gradually dissipated.

The visitor stared at this honest and dark fisherman, frustrated:

Forget it, I won't fight with you, and I have changed into a human form... Ever since you saved that human woman six hundred years ago, you have become less and less like you. You have become a human being. Jade craftsman, go fishing when you have nothing to do, obviously you only need to hook your fingers, and those fish will automatically fall into your hands.

Holding a bunch of not-so-good fish, pretending to be happy with that woman, and wanting to give her pearls, you have to make up such troublesome excuses, it can't be too big, it can't be too small, I saw that you were living with her at that time It's really good.

But what's the use?

That woman has only been with you for less than thirty years, and it took you six hundred years to get out.

Seeing that Fangfeng's eyes were unhappy, the man stopped talking, picked up a bottle of wine, and took two dishes with chopsticks:

Is that Wei Yuan cooking this dish?

Well, with such a skill, it is indeed a pity to kill.

He sighed in admiration, picked up a plate of dishes, got up and said:

The god is falling into a deep sleep now, and I can go out, Fangfeng, you stay here, I heard that there is a Xiangliu in Dongying, I will go and see, if it is still a bit talented, I will mention it a little bit , Capture it back to be driven by the gods.

Fang Feng asked: What if Xiang Liu's arrogance has been lost?

The man hidden in the water vapor replied: Then kill.

When the voice fell, He had already disappeared.

Fang Feng looked at the distant sky, took a sip of wine, reached into his bosom, took out the jade hairpin, and put it on the table next to him. It's not that he couldn't repair the jade hairpin, but he didn't dare. He has only respected God in his life until now Carving jade, only broke the precept twice, the first time was to carve Tang Shunzhi's arm, which was respected by Shenzhou.

The second time was for an ordinary woman, using the magical skill of praying for the gods, to carve jade thrush for the woman, but it was a pity, he hesitated and struggled, and decided to face his own feelings. In that woman's life, when this jade hairpin was sent out, her blue hair had already turned white.

If you don't go out, you don't know anyone outside, you don't know where you are, it's too strange.

Fang Feng watched the distant sky light up little by little, and the sea surface was like shaking fish scales.

He took a sip of wine and said to Yuzan:

Tell me, am I also soft-hearted...

……………………………

Wei Yuan and others went ashore in a boat, and after getting in the car, they just felt a pain in the head——Gonggong's strength is too strong, Wei Yuan and Gonggong had no contact at all before this, but since he was able to directly collide Mount Buzhou, which supports the concept of heaven and earth, made a hole in the sky, which can stir up the waters of the four seas. From the perspective of gods whose combat power surpasses ordinary gods in an all-round way, it belongs to mythical natural disasters.

And it is obvious that Gong Gong's attitude is to hope that the mountains and seas will return, and Kyushu will be completely governed by the gods.

This is contrary to Shenzhou and his personal wishes.

As for the use of force to stop Gong Gong...

Wei Yuan suspected that the collision of Gonggong was at least comparable to a large-scale planetary collision, and since the sky collapsed, Zhu Jiuyin was required to support the Nine Nether Kingdom, and the direct consequences required Nuwa to come forward to see it in person. He had no idea that it was What level of destructive power.

The Chicxulub crater is as destructive as two million Tsar hydrogen bombs.

So here comes the question——

The Gong Gong who knocked down the Tianzhu of the Age of Gods and caused the world to fall apart.

After the temperament comes up, a hammer is equivalent to how many tsar hydrogen bombs.

second question.

He defends a certain person's body that has been blessed by many different animal flesh in ancient times.

Can it bear the hammer of Gonggong?

Think about it this way.

Wei Yuan felt a little numb.

My head is numb, it is really numb.

Yu, how did you win back then...

When are you coming back?

I can't handle this stuff.

If you don't come back, leave me the strategy.

Wu Zhiqi sighed in his mind: I have to say, Wei Yuan.

You're a real jerk.

He learned a lot of new vocabulary, and praised:

I've seen Yu dare to talk to him like that.

You are the second.

As expected of you, head iron!

The corner of Wei Yuan's eyes twitched, he dealt with Wu Zhiqi, and then he thought seriously.

so,

I have to go to Qingqiu country.

Did Yu leave anything to strengthen the seal?

Gong Gong, that was the source of the two catastrophes in the Age of Gods. It was the reason for the myths of the Gods' Age, such as Nuwa mending the sky, candles shining on the sun and the moon, and King Yu controlling the waters. His strength was terrifying, and he was an enemy. Wei Yuan decided to strengthen the seal first. Better, if possible, Gonggong, you should wash up and sleep first.

I can ask Wuzhiqi to sing you a lullaby.

Although Wei Yuan felt that when he really had to face him, he would still draw his sword.

But for now, avoiding disaster is the top priority.

After pondering for a while, Wei Yuan made a decision, packed up the dried fish, and decided to give Nvjiao some presents.

Then he was slightly startled, stretched out his hand to look through it, and found a box from under the dried fish.

There is a strong breath of true spirit inside.

Open the box, inside is the pen with the strong true spirit.

………………

This is……

Wei Yuan was a little startled, he didn't expect Fang Feng to keep that pen for himself.

There is also a piece of paper inside, which says that it is useless to leave this pen with him anyway, it is better to give it to him as a donation to the museum, at least it is worse than a moldy one on a small island.

After pondering, Wei Yuan wrote a letter of thanks.

Then he chose to let Feng Siyu go back by himself, while he himself went to Qingqiu country.

He had to inquire clearly about Gong Gong.

Those little foxes all recognized this outsider.

Playing and laughing along the way, he led him the way and led him to the girl. Before the girl could speak, Wei Yuan honestly delivered the gift, and said first:

I went to the beach this time.

I happen to have something to do, I want to go back to Qingqiu, and I just happened to come to see you, the witch.

Bring a gift by the way.

The girl's voice froze, then she smiled and looked at Wei Yuan who was sitting upright, and said kindly, Don't be so nervous.

As if I could eat you, come, drink tea.

Wei Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, picked up the tea, the two exchanged a few words, and the girl said, Speaking of which, how has your time been?

Wei Yuan nodded, and said, Fortunately, that means I'm going to visit the Emperor's Mausoleum later...

I see.

As for the Emperor's Mausoleum, be careful.

Nvjiao nodded, ordered a few words, and then smiled and said: But speaking of it, I come here, and I cultivate my energy every day, recite poems and drink tea, and get two good poems. If you have time, give me a taste. Tasting.

Wei Yuan heaved a sigh of relief. Although he didn't know much about tasting poems, he had read 300 Tang poems by heart, and he could fit a few sentences no matter what. Besides, he said: Since it's the poem you came up with, Witch Jiao, it must be a good poem. I'll listen carefully.

With a reserved smile, Nvjiao said:

Then listen carefully.

This verse is... the death of Buddhist cultivation.

Is it possible to live forever?

Is it a good poem?

? ? !

The expression on Wei Yuan's face froze.

The little fox outside this yard suddenly heard a few clanging noises inside, and secretly glanced over curiously, seeing the guest's face flushed and gnashing his teeth, while the old ancestor pursed his lips and smiled with a full face. Pleasure seemed to be extremely satisfied, as if she had secretly eaten a cake outside.

Wei Yuan only felt a thud in his head, and for a moment he wished he could get into the cracks in the ground.

Especially Nvjiao, a real long-lived acquaintance, elongated her voice and smiled playfully, which made him feel embarrassed and wanted to rush out.

Seeing that the teasing was almost done, Nvjiao said with a joke: Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore.

Tell me, what's the matter.

The girl's voice is gentle, like those elder sisters who can solve all problems, a little teasing, it was originally a 'reward.

, this kid's cultivation base is not enough.

But no matter how much time has passed, your elder sister is still your elder sister.

You little guy, you are still tender.

Nujiao was in a happier mood, sniffed slightly, and smiled, Did you drink before you came here?

Um.

Wei Yuan drank the tea and rinsed his mouth.

He replied in a muffled voice, I went to Donghai and met Gong Gong.

Have a drink with him.

The girl's movements paused slightly, and her smile faltered.

Um?

PS: Today's second update..., 4,000 words, buffer chapters, and I was thinking about updating before twelve o'clock, but in the end it failed...sleep and sleep.

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