Museum of Demons

Spring City·Old Street District.

The special operations team's vehicle stopped firmly in front of the museum.

Feng Siyu opened the car door and jumped down, looked at the lights in the old street, coughed solemnly, waved to Xiang Hongbao, and said, Come here. Hao said hello and got out of the car with a warm smile.

Then he took out a large box of peanut crisps from his pocket and handed it over.

Ever since he learned that the gluttonous girl in front of him was the legendary angel, Xiang Hongbao's attitude suddenly became better. He felt that his mind was calm now, and he had directly entered the time of the great sage psychologically.

Even if Feng Siyu slaps him on the left cheek, he can slap his right cheek.

Jesus couldn't stop him.

Feng Siyu accepted Xiang Hongbao's 'offer'.

Then he put the bag of five-spice peanuts he ate just now in a small package, and said:

You said, you want to know how to communicate with God?

Xiang Hongbao nodded heavily.

Feng Siyu pondered and said: Tell me about your sacrificial ceremony?

Ritual ceremony?

Uh...worship?

Xiang Hongbao was stunned for a moment, and had no choice but to hesitate to talk about the Nestorian worship method from the Tang Dynasty. It was accompanied by the cultural shock and change after the Tang Dynasty. It was a complex and unique worship method. Feng Siyu shook his head again and again.

The expression on Xiang Hongbao's face was a little restless: This, is this wrong?

Feng Siyu took it for granted, Of course it's wrong!

Xiang Hongbao couldn't believe it, and murmured: But, but, from Tang Taizong to the present, our Daqin Nestorian lineage has always been like this. It has been passed down from generation to generation, and there are treasure records. How could it be wrong? ?”

Feng Siyu pondered, and asked: Then have you seen God?

Xiang Hongbao was blocked.

never seen it.

The girl proudly said: I have seen it!

So, obviously, you are wrong.

I am the real one!

Xiang Hongbao opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but felt that Feng Siyu's logic was completely correct, and said, Then what should we do?

Feng Siyu pondered: First of all, the sacrificial ceremony should be like this...

Then………

Feng Siyu told Xiang Hongbao quite generously about the basic way of offering sacrifices in the Yu Republic area.

Xiang Hongbao directly took a pen and paper and recorded it seriously.

He had never been so serious about typing cheat sheets when he was in school.

This is almost the highest respect for a scumbag.

Feng Siyu took a bite of a piece of candy, looked at what Xiang Hongbao had recorded for the last time, and nodded calmly. Xiang Hongbao heaved a sigh of relief, and said, How is it? There is no typo, right?

Feng Siyu shook his head and said, I don't know.

Xiang Hongbao froze: Huh?!

Feng Siyu said seriously: The writing is too ugly, even uglier than Lao Shui's handwriting.

Lao Shui was the water ghost who was the waiter in the museum. The corners of Xiang Hongbao's mouth twitched. Feng Siyu suddenly stretched out his finger and drew a symbol between Xiang Hongbao's eyebrows. A burning sensation made Xiang Hongbao Subconsciously took half a step back, raised his hand to touch the center of his eyebrows, and asked doubtfully, What's wrong?

Feng Siyu squeezed a piece of walnut cake with the other hand and put it in his mouth, puffed up his cheeks, raised and lowered, and said: I wrote a mark for you, otherwise, I'm afraid you will fail again, eh, yes Now, there is the last and most important part, the reason why the priests you just mentioned deviated from the direction.

It's not that God said, let there be light.

Instead it should be changed to.

Feng Siyu chewed the candy and swallowed it, with a serious look on his face, and even a sense of solemnity between his brows, and said:

God said, let there be fire.

……………………

After sending Xiang Hongbao out, Feng Siyu walked back with the delicious food in his arms, and Yuan Jue followed what Wei Yuan said, and went to the museum to rest, but he didn't expect that there was another person in the museum, and he was slightly startled. I noticed that it was a heroic woman who became more and more heroic under the moonlight.

Dressed in red, her black hair was tied into a high ponytail with a big red headband.

For an ordinary woman to dress up like this would be a little too flamboyant.

But on this woman, all the beauty brought by the clothes was suppressed by her heroic aura.

Yuanjue clasped his hands together and bowed eleven times, saying, Benefactor Yu.

Yu Ji glanced behind Yuanjue and said, Where's Wei Yuan? Didn't he come back?

Yuanjue said: Master Wei found something in the East China Sea, so he decided to go to Qingqiu temporarily. Looking at the sky, he will probably stay in Qingqiu for one night. If Master Yu has anything to do, he can come back tomorrow. is back.

Yu Ji had nothing to say about this monk.

It was just because during the day, when the Overlord Spear was struggling, a crack was hit on the seal, and this seal was written by Wei Yuan. After she settled down, she hoped to find Wei Yuan first and let him strengthen the seal. , and make other plans.

In fact, my heart is still a little confused.

Yu Ji nodded, got up to say goodbye, suddenly heard a crisp sound, her complexion changed suddenly, she turned into a red light and rushed out, Yuanjue followed closely behind, after running over, she saw Yu Ji standing in red There, I don't know whether it's joy or sadness, or both, but the glass in the studio has been broken, and the glass fragments are scattered all over the floor.

In the studio, a quaint wooden box was opened wide, and there were sawdust all over the floor.

……………………

Xiang Hongbao carefully recorded everything the girl said.

Zhang Hao sent him to the station. I don't know if he had experienced too many things today. When the world was dark and groggy, the sounds of neighing war horses, the sound of weapons colliding, and angry roars turned into the most realistic scenery.

It seems to be fighting forward all the time.

This dream was too real. When Xiang Hongbao woke up, his whole body was covered in cold sweat, sticky, and it was already a little bright outside. He slept all night from this nightmare, and fell asleep. During the train, an amiable-looking old man stood in front of the station, chatting with other people.

Xiang Hongbao's eyes lit up, he bypassed the drivers who said they were pulling people, leaned over and said with a smile:

Old man, I'm back... What the hell?!

What are you doing!

What am I doing?!

The old man who was still smiling just now had a stinky face, picked up the 2.5 liter mineral water bottle and threw it on Xiang Hongbao's head, angrily said:

How dare you come back, you silly roe deer. I sent out so many little bastards. You are the only one who is not up to it. My own people were reported by my own people and then arrested by my own people. I have to go to my own people to open a note. Then find someone on your own to release you, I haven't lost this kind of person in the past few decades.

Still hiding, I will clean up the house today and get you out of here.

Old man, if you fight again, I have made meritorious service.

Fart, if you run again, I will send you to the palace today!

After beating for a while, Xiang Hongbao's hair was messed up like a chicken coop. The old man drove him back and asked him what happened. Xiang Hongbao scratched his head and briefly explained the matter. When he saw the angel, the old man made a sudden movement, his eyes almost protruding.

its not right……

His own family knows his own affairs, so where is there any god?

But seeing Xiang Hongbao's swearing, although his eyes were weird, he didn't say anything. He just said that if you can succeed, then follow what the angel said and try it yourself. Xiang Hongbao is full of confidence, Suddenly said: By the way, brother, how is he doing these days?

The old man fell silent and said with a headache: What can he do? Isn't he still like that?

He drove into a small alleyway, sighed and said:

Go in, I won't go in first.

okay.

Xiang Hongbao got out of the car, shared half of the dried salted fish, and then ran to his elder brother. They were adopted by the old guys. They grew up in Nestorian schools and went to the streets for walks when they had nothing to do. Xiang Hongbao was different, his eldest brother didn't know whether to say it was good or bad.

It's the kind that gives everyone a headache.

Obviously he was born in the Nestorian Church of the Cross, but in the end he abruptly fell into the church.

At the age of seven, he taught him Nestorian magic. He didn't like it, saying that he hated the method of relying on other people's strength the most.

Divine art is also bowing to others.

He would rather be upright and just rely on himself.

As a result, the old man in charge of magic arts shook his sleeves and walked away with a black face.

The warriors of Nestorianism are overjoyed. Their lineage not only has the fighting technique of the ancient Roman Great Qin, but also the Tang Hand and Bing Strike from the Tang Dynasty, mixed with the body tempering method of the divine art system , is also an ingenious method of practice.

But when he was introduced into the church and prayed.

Even the powerful Nestorian of the Great Qin Dynasty at that time was furious and kicked the door away.

The old man in the car lit a cigarette, and he couldn’t forget those eyes until now. They were the eyes of an eight-year-old child, holding a gun in one hand, but he was unwilling to recite the name of God. When everyone knelt down to accept the baptism, he frowned, pondered for a while, and asked with a gun——

God?

The immature young man seemed to have a whole vast world in his eyes, and said:

He uses multiple weapons.

When can I beat him?

……………………

Xiang Hongbao opened a small yard. Of course, the autumn flowers are all withered, but they are still blooming indoors. They are red flowers, blooming in patches. A man is bending over, wearing an apron, trimming There was a watering can next to Huaye. Xiang Hongbao put down the dried salted fish and yelled several times, but there was no response.

The corner of his mouth twitched, he took a deep breath, and said angrily:

Xiang Hongyu!!!

heard it……

With a flat voice, the man raised his head, his facial features were rigid, his brows were sharp and serious, and he said casually:

sit down.

And in the corner where the two brothers didn't pay attention.

A long-dimmed streamer fell to the ground and fell into the flowers.

It was only when Xiang Hongyu sent Xiang Hongbao out that he noticed the gun blade falling from the door, and asked in confusion, What is this...

……………

Qingqiu country——

Coming here, Wei Yuan never thought of going back in the middle of the night.

In such a huge Qingqiu country, how can there be no place for him to live?

Even Nujiao directly set aside a large area near her yard for Wei Yuan. Wei Yuan had a good night's sleep, got up the next day, had a meal, and while eating, took out his mobile phone and found Mao Maotou, the old heavenly master, said: Zhang Daoyou, are you there?

An emoji was returned in seconds.

Wei Yuan said: I found the problem of Donghai.

The other person replied with an emoji with a cat head better than OK.

Obviously, Zhang Ruosu has already received an answer from the special operations team.

However, Zhang Hao and the others don't know the truth...

With the pleasure of pulling people into the water, Wei Yuan silently typed a line of words, thought for a while, and deleted all these words, leaving only four words, press the button, send!

‘Gong Gong has woken up. '

This time, Mao Maotou Avatar fell into silence.

Co-workers?

Well, Gonggong.

The one with the iron head?

The toughest one.

There was a long silence.

With a swipe, the cat's head portrait directly turned gray and white.

‘Ding——your friend has dropped the line. '

.........

Wei Yuan happily put away his mobile phone, sharing a happy event with a friend will double the joy, and sharing an embarrassing event with a friend will also give you pleasure. Sure enough, the sense of happiness is comparable.

Wei Yuan bid farewell.

Nujiao watched him leave, and turned around slowly. When she came back, she heard those little fox girls gathered together, laughing and playing mischievously, but she vaguely heard the line Buddhist cultivation is extinguished, can you live forever? , Nvjiao frowned slightly, and stepped over.

Several little fox girls were passing on this poem, and the fox girl who spoke suddenly noticed that the friend on the other side was afraid to speak, and was stunned for a while, and asked in a cold and flat voice: Where is this poem from? Where did you hear that?

The little fox girl turned around and saw the white-haired and graceful girl, she was stunned for a moment, quickly lowered her head, and said respectfully: Old ancestor, it was the people from the clan who traveled outside who came back to talk about it.

Nvjiao nodded slowly, and said flatly: From now on, the Qingqiu people are not allowed to pass on this poem.

The little fox girl was taken aback for a moment, then quickly lowered her head and agreed.

Nujiao turned her eyes away and said: Go and tell the heads of the Hu family and the Su family to draw up a decree.

The fox girl was stunned, and understood the seriousness of this matter, and left after saluting.

The rest of the fox girls also left cautiously, and the girl's expression was calm and graceful——

This sentence, to a certain extent, will make Wei Yuan feel uncomfortable. She will not allow Qingqiu and Tu Shan to spread this line of poetry, no matter who it is, whether it is a fox fairy, or the Su family and the Hu family. High-level executives are not allowed to say this poem——

Cough.

Only she can!

………………

Wei Yuan left Tushan Qingqiu country, took out his mobile phone, and found that the old Tianshi was not online yet.

It seems that the impact is a bit big.

Wei Yuan was joking in his heart, he swiped casually, a news box popped up on his phone, he glanced at it casually, Wei Yuan's expression slowly froze——

The Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor in Lishan Mountain has changed, and it is suspected that there has been an explosion

PS: Today's first update... 4,000 words, after pushing the outline, I found that this is a large copy...

Thank you for being free from the mundane world, thank you~