Museum of Demons

The tiger killing operation that mobilized the powerful firearms of Shenjiying came to an end.

The tiger king was put to death.

It's just that Wei Yuan's heart is still complicated. The mountain temple has been destroyed by continuous rocket bombing. After the dead 'tiger' has no breath, the mountain temple with the last part of the structure collapsed directly with a bang. It was hard before. The beams were visibly rotting.

The rear troops quickly boarded Crouching Tiger Mountain.

A mass grave was found behind the mountain temple.

The missing people are all inside, hundreds of people, all of them were killed by monsters.

Such a picture, in the country of Hua, which has enjoyed peace for a long time, can be called a shocking sentence.

When the soldiers started to deal with this mountain temple, Wei Yuan looked at the huge tiger corpse. The crouching tiger badge still gave off a burning sensation. He drew out the broken sword, and followed the feeling from the waist badge to find the most intense feeling. part.

It was the ornithosis.

Pull out the broken sword, stab into the sore on the bird's face, and cut open.

A low roar of a tiger sounded in the ear, and then there was the sound of birds singing unwillingly. The extreme resentment and anger gathered in the sore on the bird's face, causing strong winds, and finally turned into a delicate feather, which slowly fell on Wei Wei. In Yuan's palm, there was a faint aura of madness like a monster choosing someone to devour, and then it was enveloped by the crouching tiger waist card.

Feathers are sucked into the waist plate.

what happens?

Zhou Yi stood by, and Wei Yuan put away the broken sword. He didn't know how to explain it for a moment, thought for a while, and said:

Mr. Hu has bird face sores on his body.

And there are still doubts about this matter.

He put away his sword and said, The real tiger may still be alive.

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rear command.

Wei Yuan and the first batch of special soldiers and members of the special operations team who went up the mountain have all returned.

It's just that he felt that the eyes of the people around him looked at him a little strangely.

It's a bit like watching exotic animals in a zoo.

The officer with a calm expression glanced at Wei Yuan complexly, and after listening to him say that the tiger may be alive, he fell silent for a while and said, First of all, before that...we need to confirm Mr. Wei Yuan, your identity question.

identity?

The officer nodded.

This is in the military camp, and he also wanted to confirm the doubts in his heart. Mr. Hu did say that, but his rationality told him that even the most skilled person could not live for such a long time like a monster, thinking left and right Thinking about it, he chose the most direct style of a soldier, asked, and pressed a button.

In the last part of the communication just now, the words of the tiger echoed in this room. The correspondent who was behind the previous one had already experienced a shock and was able to maintain the expression on his face. The expressions of Zhou Yi and other members who went up the mountain together suddenly changed. , one by one turned their heads to look at Wei Yuan holding his sword, as if seeing an old monster.

Several priests of the Heavenly Master's Mansion stared at him, as if they were going to carry him back to the mountain once they confessed.

For the living old patriarch, if you tie him up, you have to tie him back.

Wei Yuan was stunned, and said: This message must have been interfered by demon power.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry and explained: What Mr. Hu said at the time was that it was you, not me. What he said later was, 'Your ancestors suppressed me here'. As for the mention of Master Zhang Daoling...

Wei Yuan paused slightly, and said calmly:

Probably because the talisman I used was cast by the Taoist priest of the Tianshi Mansion.

So he recognized me as a disciple of Tianshi Mansion, said that Zhang Tianshi had gone, and took revenge on me, a junior. Do you really believe that I am an ancient monk from two thousand years ago? The first Zhang Tianshi It’s all gone, so how can I live until now?”

And my native place, as well as files, should be in the database of the household department.

This can't always be faked, can it?

Wei Yuan looked calm, and what he said was completely understandable.

And comparatively speaking, his statement is more convincing than Zhang Daoling's senior of the same generation, and it is more in line with modern common sense. At least everyone is more acceptable and willing to accept it. The officer said slowly He took a breath and said:

It turns out that this is the case, it seems that it is just a misunderstanding.

However, Mr. Wei, you just said that Mr. Hu is not dead, so what did you say?

Wei Yuan pondered for a while, and said:

When I was tidying up the ancestral house, I found a fragment of an ancient book with a portrait of the monster of this mountain temple on it, so I took it with me. When I killed the painted skin bone girl, part of the portrait became gray. , but just killed Mr. Hu, it was not Mr. Hu who went dark, but his subordinates.

And Mr. Hu has bird face sores on his body. I suspect that what we killed was only his double.

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When he just went down the mountain, Wei Yuan had already quietly printed the crouching tiger waist card on a piece of white paper, so that the portraits with a trace of aura appeared on the white paper. When erasing the two monsters, the similar The burning situation also made the white paper turn yellow and extremely old.

Handed over this dossier of strange power and chaos to the army.

After Wei Yuan saw the video of the members of the special operations team and a gray-haired old man.

His complexion was a little ugly.

The old man looked in Wei Yuan's direction, smiled slightly, and ended the video.

The Taoist of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, who previously applied the evil-breaking and evil-killing talisman to Wei Yuan, said:

According to the elders of my Tianshi Mansion, there are indeed similar methods, but this is generally after defeating the monster, and it cannot be killed for some reason, so it can only be sealed, in order to remind the guards when the monster changes. The way of the demon, there is a trace of the soul of the demon in it.

So that tiger is really still alive, and he doesn't know where he went.

Everyone's face sank slightly.

Wei Yuan thought of what the bone girl Huapi said when she begged for mercy.

An ordinary wealthy woman in ancient times has become cunning and cunning over the millennium.

What's more, it's a tiger in the mountains who doesn't know how many skills.

The ancient great demon, the opponent of Zhang Daoling, the first generation of celestial master, of course will not be such a simple role.

But when the sky is falling, there are tall people who can eat as much food as they have a big appetite.

My current strength can deal with some small monsters and monsters. This kind of big monsters should be handed over to this generation of Taoist celestial masters and Zen masters. You can only pester one or two, the real big monster, now he used to be able to deliver a meal with a shovel.

Seeing that he had nothing to do next, Wei Yuan took the initiative to leave.

After Wei Yuan left, the officer took a sip of water, and the correspondent next to him took off his glasses, and said in a familiar tone: ...Old Li, do you really believe what Wei Yuan said? There is nothing wrong with his file, it's normal. Judging by his skill, it is quite abnormal.

And there are many coincidences in the statement just now, I can conclude that it is not that simple.

The officer shook his head, interrupted his words, and said:

Okay, okay, stop...

Everyone has secrets. They helped us. There is no need to get to the bottom of it.

And if it's true, if it's really an old monster, do you really plan to have multiple living ancestors in the master's sect? Old friend Zhang Daoling, what do you ask the contemporary old heavenly master to do? The old heavenly master doesn't care, but still What about the disciples of the old heavenly master, what would they think?

One thing more is worse than one thing less. He said that he is an ordinary person, so that's it...

I am so big in China that I can tolerate these so-called strange people.

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Zhang Yue ended the day's live broadcast.

As his fame grew, he had already resigned from his original job, and he no longer had to go out to drive fast, let alone do live broadcasts in the early hours of the morning.

Today, a rich fan let go of his rhetoric on the spot, as long as he can eat a whole sheep tomorrow, he will be rewarded.

That was a number Zhang Yue expected.

But he knew his appetite, even if he added that seasoning, he couldn't eat the whole sheep.

what can we do about it?

Zhang Yue thought while putting all the food on the table.

His daughter sat opposite obediently, but her little face seemed to be a little paler.

Zhang Yue picked up vegetables for his daughter, and then thought about this difficult problem while eating. The little girl glanced at her father cautiously, and said:

Dad, Dad, why are your teeth getting sharper?

Zhang Yue smiled and said, If your teeth are not sharp, how can you crush the bones and eat the flesh?

The little girl nodded, then whispered:

Dad, Dad, why are your eyes getting redder?

Zhang Yue replied: Is it because I look at the screen every day, and the corners of my eyes are red?

Dad, Dad, you eat so much, why is your face getting paler and paler?

Zhang Yue replied with a smile: Probably because you haven't eaten enough?

If you don't do this, how will you cure your illness?

He thought about how to eat a sheep, adding more seasoning, it should be enough.

And the little girl lowered her head and mumbled:

But, papa, papa.

I'm not sick...