Museum of Demons

Vehicles from the Special Operations Group moved quickly on the road.

In the car, Wei Yuan held the child in his arms, and told the events on the mountain as briefly and calmly as possible, including how he found Dong Yu's trail, how he chased him, and how he missed a step. Dong Yu had completed his revenge, and the three of Liu Chao died. There was no complete body, and then he found out those materials from Liu Chao himself.

As for the appearance of the old Taoist priest, the latter had ordered him before he went down the mountain, so he didn't mention it.

The atmosphere in the car became more and more serious.

Song Huaihua closed his eyes and recited the Taoist scriptures with a compassionate face.

Xuan Yi lowered his head and remained silent.

His fingers clenched tightly.

Zhou Yi had already put out her cigarette a long time ago, feeling depressed, and wanted to smoke another one, but because there was a child around, she withdrew her hand again and said, So, Liu Chao is a human trafficker, and the people on the mountain are also accomplices in human trafficking?

Wei Yuan nodded.

Zhou Yi was silent for a while, her tone turned cold, and she said:

This matter, we will take care of it.

Wei Yuan looked at the child in his arms, she was still very young, she was already feeling a lot, and now she fell asleep drowsily, holding Wei Yuan's sleeve with her little hand, Wei Yuan's voice paused, and said: Still With her...I will take care of this child for a few days, after that, please return this child to Dong Yu's parents.

In addition, she hopes that you can keep the child's origin and Dong Yu's experience a secret. This is her last wish.

Zhou Yi nodded solemnly: No problem.

………………

All the way without words.

After Zhou Yi and the others sent Wei Yuan back to the museum, they hurried back to the police station with the documents.

It is conceivable that the police in Quanshi, and even the entire Jiangnan Road, will make huge moves next.

But it has nothing to do with Wei Yuan.

After that, my life is on the right track. I will take care of the children for the time being, and then draw talismans, practice swords, meditate and breathe, and visit museums. Although I don’t want to get involved in these things, sometimes things come to my door and I can’t escape after all. , Wei Yuan had no choice but to make some preparations.

Three days later, the child was taken away by Zhou Yi.

After that, they will find a suitable reason to arrange to send her back to Dong's house.

Her identity will be the child of Dong Yu and a man from an orphanage, but the couple suffered misfortune.

The Dong family will be the only blood relatives of the child.

On the day the child was taken away, Wei Yuan went out with a black umbrella.

………………

willow city.

Wei Yuan walked out of the high-speed rail station and took a taxi.

Then he reported the address familiarly, and the taxi driver who spoke the local dialect took Wei Yuan to the destination while chatting.

Garden District.

Wei Yuan looked around the surrounding environment, walked skillfully to the ninth floor of Unit 3, and then rang the bell of the door on the left.

Who...

Auntie, hello, I'm Dong Yu's friend, come to see your elder brother...

Squeak, the anti-theft door opened from the inside, revealing a somewhat old face, who should be around fifty years old, but the white hair can no longer be concealed, it looks like he is in his sixties, just because there are guests visiting , who is still a friend of my daughter's, is a little more energetic and looks more energetic.

Old Dong, old Dong, a guest is here.

Looking Wei Yuan up and down, she called inside, then took a step back to let Wei Yuan in, and greeted:

Come in and sit, come in and sit.

Wei Yuan glanced at Dong Yu who was already in tears beside him, thanked him, and walked in.

Dong Yu's father also came out from the back room.

It also looks a little old, but the hair is still neatly combed, and the meticulous look is a little serious. Wei Yuan put the fruit he brought on the table. Compared with Dong Yu's father, he didn't believe Wei Yuan's words so much, but Dong Yu was right next to him, and after a question-and-answer conversation, it was natural that nothing leaked, and he gradually believed that this was indeed his daughter's friend, and his expression eased.

Mother Dong picked up the teapot and found it was empty, said:

Ah, look, I'm too busy chatting, but I haven't got any tea yet. I'll go get some water.

Wei Yuan stood up and said, Let me go, Auntie.

The water dispenser is at the corner of the living room.

When Wei Yuan was pouring water from three cups, Dong Yu's soul was beside him. According to her words, Wei Yuan put snow flower tea in one cup, a spoonful of honey in the other cup, and a cup of honey in his own cup. Baishui, carry it back.

Holding the teacup, Dong Tongwen finally couldn't help asking, saying:

Xiao Wei, you are A Yu's friend, have you been in touch with her recently?

Wei Yuan shook his head and said, No.

But she, she is a very good person and should have a good life.

Dong Tongwen still had a look of regret on his face, and he habitually put his palms around the cup, smelling the fragrance of tea. The disappointed look on Dong's mother's face was even heavier, and she used the movement of drinking water to cover up the disappointment on her face and the almost shed tears. Tears, and then slightly taken aback.

It's honey water. When my daughter is around, I always make it for her to drink.

The water temperature is also the kind she is used to.

It's as if Ah Yu washed it for her herself.

Holding the cup, she couldn't help being in a daze.

Wei Yuan raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Dong Yu who was sitting on the sofa opposite.

Is there anything else you want to ask?

Dong Yu wiped away his tears, looked at his parents who were far older than he thought, opened his mouth, and said a thousand words, but he just said: Dad, Mom, I miss you so much, you have to be good, daughter After that, there may be no way to see you...

Holding the water glass, Wei Yuan looked at the Dong family and his wife, and said:

Uncle and aunt, no matter where Ayu is, she will definitely think of you the same.

I hope you are all healthy too.

Dong Tongwen sighed: We also hope that she will be well. Alas, we are all old, so we hope that she will live better and not be wronged. Besides, my body is not bad, not enough to worry her. when.

Dong Yu choked with sobs and said, I also said that your waist was injured before, and you still acted bravely.

Mom, you have to take good care of him, and don't tell him to drink too much in the future...

Wei Yuan changed his tone and passed Dong Yu's words to the two old people.

The old man continued to answer, with expressions on his face either thankful, or surprised that Wei Yuan knew these things.

Dong Yu kept saying those things, which he wanted to say to his parents a long time ago, but it was too late after all.

Wei Yuan conveyed.

Wei Yuan gradually had an illusion.

Although he was talking and talking to the two old people, he himself was just a bystander. He was sitting here, just passing by, quietly watching the family of three whom he hadn't seen for a long time. The old man seemed to complain because of his stubbornness, and the old man refused to accept his old age, which made the child anxious and annoyed.

He took a sip from his glass of water and sat back on the sofa a little.

With a quiet expression, he 'watched' this scene.

The wall clock hanging on the wall rang, and the conversation stopped.

It was already past six in the afternoon.

The conversation seemed to be a bit unfinished.

Both Dong Tongwen and his wife had a strange feeling. They were not the kind of characters who would be so enthusiastic about people they met for the first time, but today, for some reason, they always felt like wanting to talk more, and they were also very interested in the young man in front of them. There is no strangeness, as if you have known someone for a long time.

Dong Tongwen stood up and asked to stay:

It's so late, Xiao Wei, why don't you leave, and have a light meal here today.

Wei Yuan smiled and said, That's fine.

I've heard from Ah Yu long ago that my uncle and aunt's cooking skills are superb, fried pork with scallions, braised prawns in oil, hand-wrapped dumplings, and noodles with sesame sauce. I've heard her say these many times, and I've been craving them for a long time. Today It’s rare to come once, and it must be enjoyable.”

Dong Tongwen rarely showed a smile: Just like Ah Yu, he is greedy.

Wei Yuan, or Dong Yu, went shopping with his parents.

Wei Yuan helped out.

Dong Yu sat on the sofa, staring blankly at the three busy people over there.

In the end, a table was filled with dishes. There were three people, but there were four sets of bowls and chopsticks. Dong Tongwen habitually placed an extra set of bowls and chopsticks in front of the braised prawns. Then he was stunned for a moment, rubbed his eyes, and said softly: I'm used to it, Ah Yu likes to eat this dish the most...

Remove the bowl and chopsticks.

Wei Yuan shook his head and said with a smile, It's fine to leave it alone.

Um.

The three sat down, and Dong Yu also sat in front of the pair of bowls and chopsticks.

A meal, chatting while eating, is the same as every ordinary day in the past.

After eating, Wei Yuan got up to leave, just smiled and packed a portion of each dish. The Dong family sent him to the door, and then went to clean up the dishes on the table. Dong Yu stood at the door and wiped them vigorously. Drying her tears, she turned around and showed a bright smile to her parents, and waved:

Dad, Mom, I'm leaving.

The Dong family couple didn't respond, they were still packing their things and talking softly.

Mortal mortals cannot see or hear ghosts unless they are entangled with gods.

Dong Yu's eyes were red, and he turned to leave.

Mother Dong, who was cleaning up the dishes in the room, raised her head and looked at the door:

Old Dong, did you hear your daughter's voice just now?

Dong Tongwen paused, then said:

Maybe it's an auditory hallucination again.

We're all old too.

Leaning against the anti-theft door, Wei Yuan looked at Dong Yu who appeared next to her, whose grievances and obsessions had almost dissipated. He raised his hand to capture her soul with the technique of exorcising ghosts, glanced at the Dong family, and lifted the black Umbrella, turned around and walked away, lightly tapping the black umbrella on the steps in his hand.

With a mortal body, one cannot see or hear ghosts.

However, if the beloved...

…………………

Wei Yuan bought a large insulated lunch box and put food in it.

Then I took the last high-speed train and returned to the museum in Quanshi. Then I put these warm meals on plates one by one, put them on the table, dipped in blood as a charm, made three mountain fingers with my hands, and said softly: Leng Leng Ganlu Food, the Dharma taste is immeasurable, Qian Heliu Qizhen, no matter what is in the way, eat this Dharma, ascend to the sky, ascend to the purple sky, have high merit, and the food will make you pure...

Daoist mantra eating mantra.

Ghosts and spirits can only eat blessed food.

Wei Yuan sat down.

And Dong Yu, whose resentment had almost dissipated, sat in front of him, his appearance was just as it was before he was alive.

She ate several braised prawns in oil, and some other dishes. She rubbed her eyes and said with a soft smile:

Sure enough, the oil is still so heavy. I can't find such a dish in Jiangnan Road anymore. The dumplings are made of pork and celery, so it's okay...

Master, the food in our family is actually pretty average, right?

But, for me, there is nothing more delicious than these...

The sesame sauce noodles, the most important thing is the sesame sauce, and then the pepper oil. After the peppercorns are fried, take out a handful of dried shrimps, add soy sauce, and mix a large bowl. Put it on, add some cucumber shreds, crushed peanuts, mix it a little, it's really delicious...

Wei Yuan listened to her, then picked up the teacup, and slightly raised his neck to drink tea.

The woman's voice became more and more ethereal, and finally could not be heard.

With a slight sound, the chopsticks fell on the table.

Wei Yuan slowly put down the teacup.

There is no one on the other side.