Museum of Demons
Chapter 353 Fear, Fear
Wei Yuan silently turned off the phone.
He understood that he had to give the old Taoist some time to breathe.
Then things will work out.
He has sufficient experience in the aspect of 'Old Heavenly Master Feedback Speed'.
Besides, the old Taoist played so much when he was young, he must have a big heart.
Wei Yuan turned around, hoping to find a way to open his mouth after waiting in his pocket, looking for the sword passed down from generation to generation by the Mohists from the First Emperor. When he returned to the restaurant, his footsteps stopped suddenly, and he saw the First Emperor sitting there calmly. In the restaurant with not many people, there are already quite a few guests, most of whom are women.
I don't know why they gathered here, looking at the king who was obviously in a high position with brilliant eyes.
The first emperor sat there with a peaceful expression, and the women around him stared at him, as if they had the urge to rush up to ask for the phone number, but they were still afraid to go up because of some invisible feeling.
Wei Yuan was dumbfounded.
Your Majesty, have you ordered the skill of Charm?
This is even more ruthless than life-threatening peach blossoms in luck...
Wait……
The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, trying hard to think with the knowledge about luck and the like in his mind.
If the emperor's air of an emperor through the ages restrains the domineering oppressive force.
Is it something similar?
The boss also stood by the side dumbfounded, touched his head, and said with emotion: How many years has it been so lively, brother, what do you do, the boss? Otherwise, why don't you just come and sit with me if you have nothing to do? I don't think it will be a few days. I can open a branch, and then I will share it with you?
Are you treating my Majesty as a human meat solicitor?
If I frankly agree, I will definitely be dragged back by those warriors from the old Qin people in the imperial mausoleum.
Then there will be an iron fist of love between the old Qin people and the old Qin people.
I always feel that that kid Zhang Han will crawl out of the terracotta figure even if he dies.
Then tuck me in.
Say something, you go back, I'll come!
The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, and he walked in with quiet strides, saying, Boss, I'm back.
He released a bit of evil spirit from the military strategist, and said:
The matter has been ordered.
There are our people over there, and it will be resolved soon.
The chill of the soldier's evil spirit, as well as deliberately misleading words, and someone's incomprehensible demeanor, finally made the attracted women mutter unhappily, Whatever it is, are you a bodyguard or something, etc. words leave.
Wei Yuan wiped his sweat.
The first emperor didn't take these things to heart, but tasted the current food, modern fine noodles and condiments, and the richness of the products, which were completely incomparable in the last years of the Warring States period. He paused and said: People Can I eat this kind of food every day?
Wei Yuan nodded.
The First Emperor said: Good...
How is the food production?
When Wei Yuan uttered a number that far exceeded the expectations of the first emperor, even this emperor who made great achievements more than two thousand years ago couldn't help the strange look in his eyes, and then said: It's rare! Merit, it took a lot of hard work, Zhen...I have heard that Zhou Tianzi received auspiciousness, and it was a very rich crop of wheat...
Wei Yuan said: But this kind of output is achieved by countless people who spent almost their entire lives.
This is not the auspiciousness bestowed by the heavens. If you have to say auspiciousness, then those who created these are the auspiciousness of my country, so that we can hold our destiny in our own hands.
The First Emperor nodded with a slight smile, and said:
The best.
Compared to when I only knew swords and swords, I have grown a lot.
After eating, Wei Yuan successfully obtained the identity certificate of the first emperor, and with this, he bought a high-speed rail ticket. Sitting on the high-speed rail, he felt the scenery on both sides of the first emperor receding rapidly, and learned from Wei Yuan that, This is a vehicle that is popular to everyone.
He finally had a real understanding of what kind of era this was.
Govern the country by law, and make ingenious institutions to benefit all peoples.
Is it the era that the Mohists are looking forward to...
In the Great Qin era, it can almost be regarded as a dream. Has it already become a reality?
Some people on the high-speed rail are reading books, some are looking at the scenery outside, and most of them are playing with their mobile phones.
Some children looked at the majestic king curiously.
The king didn't get angry, but just smiled back.
In the distance is a city like a steel jungle. From the windows of the high-speed rail, you can see undulating streets and vehicles, green trees and vast plains. If there are tens of millions of people in the city, then there should be dreams of millions of people. It is as complicated and exquisite as the most exquisite artwork, and the emperor who once ruled China has unloaded the burden of two thousand years ago, so he can look at this era and China calmly with a smile.
It's really interesting...
……………………
On the bank of the East China Sea.
Amidst the violent bang, there was a divine howl, which was then suppressed by a backhand of a golden palm.
The light in the distance overflowed and rushed directly into the territory of Shenzhou.
The young monk in black stood on the sea, staggered suddenly, took half a step back, coughed up blood, his face was pale, there was a hideous wound on his chest, but his face was still calm, looking at him indifferently. Following the direction in which Xu Shi was going, he stretched out his hand and crushed the divinity.
You actually missed it.
Fang Feng raised his hand and pressed Dao Yan down, frowned to help him deal with the injury, and said sarcastically:
Didn't he say that the Buddha's mind is unparalleled?
Dao Yan's voice was flat, and he said: There are no high or low skills, and there are high or low cultivation bases. After all, he is considered a top monk. I can't completely defeat him. I was just judging his choice in advance, so I can take a step ahead and take him out. Restrain.
But you made a wrong calculation at the end.
Yes..., this is indeed something I didn't expect. Dao Yan said: I thought that the divinity that intersected with his life was something he valued, but in the end he would abandon the divinity in exchange for lore To get rid of the poor monk and rush to Shenzhou.
Fang Feng frowned, thinking of the crazy appearance of the alchemist, said:
Is it because of what you want, or is it really brave?
Dao Yan shook his head and said, No...
The voice of this world's top Buddhist monk is still flat: It's fear.
Fear?
It is...he has something extremely fearful in his heart, so there are dreams and bubbles of the past, and the upside-down dreams of the present. It is an attachment, and this attachment is real fear. It seems brave and desperate, but in fact it is like being forced to a cliff. Dying people around.
It's a pity...it's also a real cultivator.
If one thought is missed, ten thousand kalpas will be corrupted.
Amitabha……
Fang Feng muttered the eight-character verdict, but didn't say much. He looked at the pale Dao Yan and said, Since you have been seriously injured, you should stay with me first, although you and I have had enmity. , but these grievances, I don't want you to die outside.
There are not many old friends, one death is one less.
He turned back and walked into the house, sighing:
When you are all dead, Shenzhou will be a truly strange place to me.
Let's eat something.
Dao Yan did not refuse such kindness.
He walked in and saw the mashed porridge on the table, millet, rice, black rice, mung bean, red bean...materials of different sizes, colors, and shapes, boiled in a disorderly manner, and then used Putting the spoon into the bowl, the young monk's state of mind shaking violently.
Forcibly control myself not to look at the trace left in the iron pot, the trace left by the porridge.
Dao Yan let out a breath slowly and said, Is it really a good intention for you to keep the poor monk here?
certainly!
Fang Feng spoke righteously, then took out a large earthen pot, and said: Here is the pickled vegetables made by someone before. It tastes good, and it's just right for porridge. You are a monk, and you don't eat meat, so you can eat this for a few minutes. Speaking of which, Buddhism seems to have a very direct attitude towards Japanese pirates.
When the Japanese pirates invaded the border, Buddhist disciples also took action.
Dao Yan looked away from the porridge, and quietly said: Otherwise, how do you think the two ends of the long sticks commonly used by Buddhist disciples have the characteristics of cooked copper and iron?
Fang Feng was stunned, and then thought of the allusions of those monks and soldiers back then. Hitting them with wooden sticks used for strengthening the body would at most cause injuries to the bones, so it is said that Buddhism is merciful, while Japanese pirates are cruel and like to break jade. Many monks were injured or even died, so Those monks are all annoyed, be merciful to your grandma's merciful.
It is really compassionate for the poor monk to send you to see the Buddha.
Later, steel materials were used to wrap both ends of the Buddhist stick.
When encountering Japanese pirates, the Buddhist disciple held the end of the stick and smashed it heavily with the inscription 'Wanfo Chaozong'.
The Japanese pirate's head just blossomed.
The only disadvantage is that it is more complained when changing money.
Fang Feng put the pickle jar back, came out to take a look, and then his mouth twitched, he saw the young monk's eyes were calm, the pickles on the table were neatly stacked into one piece, and the peppers inside were all picked When they came out, they lined up from small to large, and the young monk looked peaceful and calm, and exhaled comfortably.
Amitabha……
……………………
Emperor Mausoleum.
Xu Shi hid his face, restrained his breath, and finally ran here.
With his strength, if he loses face and sneaks into Shenzhou from the marginal area regardless of the problems that may arise later, it will indeed be difficult to be discovered immediately. The territory of Shenzhou is really too vast. The more he rushes, the restless feeling in his heart It became more and more intense, but when Xu Shi rushed to the Emperor's Tomb, he learned that the development of the Emperor's Tomb suffered heavy casualties and missing time, and now it is all blocked.
Xu Shi's complexion changed slightly, and he used alchemy to find the researchers who participated in it. He directly used alchemy to dispel the resistance of the researchers, and asked sharply, What did you see in the imperial mausoleum?!
The researcher's eyes were blank, and he murmured:
……Nothing at all.
What?!
Xu Fu was stunned, and immediately there was great unwillingness and panic.
This represents the unknown.
And the greatest fear of human beings is the unknown.
Sometimes, even if he got some powerful means left by the first emperor, he would not have such a continuous sense of panic.
I asked more than a dozen people in a row, but all got the same answer.
Nothing at all.
Xu Shi backed away in a daze, looking at one of the twelve golden men who were still guarding. It was impossible that nothing had happened inside. The determination he had rushed over in one go gradually collapsed, and he tried his best to break the fear of more than two thousand years. , the last punch, but fell into a greater nothingness, just like the emperor back then.
Unfathomable, unknowable.
His backhand and preparation are almost like a joke.
His hands and feet were getting colder, and his eyes were filled with blank fear. Xu Shi took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions.
anyway!
Now that you have come to China.
He wanted to find out what happened in the imperial mausoleum, and what the first emperor left behind.
Then, break with the past...
PS: Today's second update... 3,200 words.
Thank you for being smoked to death, thank you~
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