Museum of Demons

Qian Rulei carried the vegetables she bought, and walked briskly up the stairs.

Holding two chickens in one hand, and the largest plastic bag in the other, with all kinds of vegetables in the bag, and a bag of rice in her arms, when she opened the door with her toes, her son was still beating Yu Yu was startled when he saw this, and hurried to meet him:

Mom, why did you bring back so many things?

Aren't you afraid of being tired?

What are you tired of?

Qian Rulei said disdainfully:

Your mother and I already have a sense of aura, so what is such a little thing?

It's you, after so long, the public has not developed any tricks in distributing pills.

Don't lose it.

this……

The young man scratched his head, but he forgot for a while. Practice has been popularized for a while. With the official elixirs provided, ordinary people in Shenzhou directly started to practice the Qi Yang Jue, which is most suitable for the public to practice. My legs are no longer sore, and I can go up to the seventh or eighth floor with twenty or thirty catties of vegetables.

Qian Rulei put down the dishes, looked at the old street, moved her body, and said with emotion:

Really, I feel like my body is the same as when I was young again.

But our old street is getting more and more lively, good thing.

She sighed with emotion, seeing her son over there looking like a salted fish, she hated iron and said: I know how to lie down every day, and I don't know how to go out for a walk. What are you doing here?

youth:……

Indeed, it's the third day at home.

Already started to be disliked.

Sure enough, his mother began to scold him again, saying: Look at you, you are in your twenties, ah, you can't work, you can't study, you know how to play games after work every day, play games, I don't know how to find a girlfriend...

Balabala paused for a while, Qian Rulei was still not satisfied, and said:

Really, if it doesn't work, it would be great to go down and talk to Dr. Bai.

The young man was stunned.

Doctor Bai...

A few days ago, another Chinese medicine museum opened on the old street, just near the museum.

The point is the doctor.

At a young age, her delicate skin looks like a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, but her temperament is mature and quiet, like a woman in her twenties. Later, you will deliver some food to the owner of the guard.

You wanted to move out before, saying that this is a folk museum, it's too deserted.

Look now.

Our old street is getting more and more lively, and there are more and more people.

That's good.

I'm popular, I'm not afraid of any monsters...

The middle-aged woman sighed for a while, and then reminded her son: By the way, Mom thinks it's good that you want to meet the girls here, but the owner of the flower shop, Jue, you have to keep a good distance and don't move anything. idea.

Qian Rulei 'warned': Otherwise, you will suffer.

Okay, okay, I know.

The young man rolled his eyes.

Most of the residents on this old street are old people.

I usually have nothing to do. To be honest, I don’t care about the miscellaneous things on the modern Internet. On the contrary, I have the habit of the old people in China, and I prefer to care about the new things happening around me.

An anecdote about the relationship between the young owner of the museum and the young lady proprietress of the flower shop.

It is the first place in the old street and gossip rankings this year, and it has attracted a lot of attention in private among uncles and aunts.

Up to the old man at the North Gate, down to the old Qian family couple who just retired.

This matter can at least make them drink tea for half a year.

The old man at the door blocked many kids who wanted to buy flowers.

………………

A car stops at the gate of the museum.

Zhang Hao, who was obviously tanned a lot, only came back at this time. After experiencing the rift between mountains and seas, this young Taoist was obviously much calmer than at the beginning. At least he can cultivate to the realm of conferring five thunders in Zhengyi.

That can already be called a true cultivation.

It is the way to guard a place.

It's been a while since I've been here. Another store has opened on this old street.

Zhang Hao held the tea, his demeanor was much calmer.

Go up the mountain to practice, go down the mountain to enter the world, and this time I went out to see life and death.

True cultivation of Taoism, from ancient times to the present, has been this way to see me and see the world.

A sense of Taoism has far surpassed that of disciples of the same generation.

This time I am afraid that I will resign from my post for a short time and go back to the mountain to practice. When I come down next time, my cultivation must have broken through to the next level. He came this time to deliver something to Wei Yuan. Wei Yuan checked the bag things, ready to go.

Zhang Hao put down the teacup, stood up and pushed Wei Yuan's wheelchair.

Now that his body is weak, when he saw Gonggong, he was holding on. Now that he came back, Wei Yuan decided to eat salted fish. Zhang Hao looked at the store. It was a traditional Chinese medicine center. It was very simple, not an ordinary pharmacy. And so on, on Saturdays and Sundays, what discount days, what discounts for medicines, and eggs for the full amount.

Those were two words, and Zhang Hao read them out:

I hope that there will be no suffering in the world, and I would rather put medicine on the shelf to make dust.

Moreover, the ink marks on the words have not dried completely, so it is obvious that they have just been written.

He pushed Wei Yuan in, and saw a woman in white, with black hair like a waterfall, wearing silver-rimmed glasses, a sky blue shirt, black trousers, and a white coat that doctors often wear, quietly watching. Author of a modern medical theory.

When seeing Wei Yuan and Zhang Hao coming, he raised his head and his long hair fell down. If Jue's demeanor is elegant and peaceful, then this woman in white is more gentle and generous.

Zhang Hao always felt that this face seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

Wei Yuan handed over the things and said, Here, Doctor Bai, all your documents are here.

There is a medical qualification certificate, an ID card, and even a bus card.

To defend someone's blessing.

The old Taoist has become so skilled at this convenient work that it can be called assembly line processing.

The woman in a white coat smiled softly and thanked her.

He got up and poured two cups of tea. After Zhang Hao took the tea, he felt that the cup was actually a bit cold, but it was obviously hot tea. He was stunned for a while, and looked at the gentle woman curiously, wondering if her hand was Is it too cold?

Wei Yuan took a sip of West Lake Longjing, pointed to his eyes, and asked with a smile, Are you still used to glasses?

After all, the body is a snake, and vision is a natural weakness.

Of course, if it uses mana, this snake monster that is almost turning into a dragon is of course no problem.

But the white lady seems to want to restrain her magic power and walk in the world in the appearance of a mortal.

Wei Yuan asked the old celestial master to match a pair of glasses.

Anyway, the old Taoist seems to be able to do everything. It seems that when he was young, he walked outside and often spent all his money, so he would work for others. As for things like going to restaurants in the morning to eat and drink, and cleaning dishes in the afternoon. It's not a problem at all for the old Taoists.

The craftsmanship of this glasses was also learned during my travels in the West.

The woman in white smiled and nodded, Very good, very interesting.

At this time, a young man just came over from outside, pushed open the door of the Chinese medicine hall, and when he saw Wei Yuan was there, he nodded a little cautiously as a greeting, then went to Doctor Bai to prescribe medicine, and then stammered Want to chat more.

The woman in white looked gentle but acted coldly.

They didn't talk too much, they seemed to think of something, found a few small packets from the medicine cabinet and handed them to Wei Yuan, saying: Master Wei, these medicines are newly prepared by me, and they should be good for your body.

Wei Yuan was surprised, and then thanked, saying: Thank you very much.

The white lady pursed her lips and said with a smile: You're welcome, but my medical skills may not be as good as my husband's.

The effect may not be particularly good.

The young man who took the medicine on one side was stunned for a moment, and then a look of obvious regret appeared on his face:

Bai, Doctor Bai, are you married?

yes.

The female doctor smiled and said, My husband's surname is Xu.

The young man was extremely regretful.

Taoist Zhang Hao's pupils contracted, and his heart beat heavily.

Raise your head slowly.

This is obviously the kind of small pharmacy that will make people feel very relaxed. The aroma of wood and medicinal materials, and the soft lighting will make people feel relaxed. It is the kind of very ordinary daily life, but it makes Zhang Hao faintly feel scalp hair. Numb feeling.

West Lake Longjing, Traditional Chinese Medicine Center, Dr. Bai, her husband's surname is Xu.

Longhushan handles documents.

The anomaly of Jinshan Temple.

The young man who came to buy the medicine had already left, and Wei Yuan over there was still chatting with the white lady, in a tone similar to that of ordinary people.

It's a pity that Poppy is not here, otherwise you and her should have something to talk about.

Poppy...is that the one?

is her.

Then she now...

Probably... found the reincarnation of the Overlord? Heh... Just kidding.

Zhang Hao's Taoist heart surged up and down.

As in a dream.

In the end, he pushed the owner of the museum and came out of Xu's Medical Hall in The Legend of the White Snake. He passed by the artist of Yu Meiren and opened the door of the museum next to the bookstore in Qingqiu Country. Wei Yuan called him: That's right. Zhang Hao, help me prepare the materials for the talisman.

A talisman... what talisman?

The North Pole Gouchen Great Emperor's Demon-Suppressing Talisman.

If it wasn't for Zhang Hao's breakthrough in Taoism, it would be difficult to even prepare the materials, but as an elite Taoist monk, the materials on his body are similar, with some missing, Wei Yuan unexpectedly found a replacement from nowhere, and it is very old.

Master Wei, are you trying to seal something?

Um.

Wei Yuan took out a jet-black aura, and the air became extremely humid all of a sudden, Zhang Hao was stunned: This is...

Wei Yuan smiled and replied:

It's a little thing that needs to be dealt with.

This is what he took with him at the grave when he left.

The source of flooding Jinshan thousands of years ago, the power that stirred up the floods in the south of the Yangtze River some time ago.

The true spirit of the woman holding the umbrella has dissipated, but her hatred, thousand years of persistence, and mana have all gathered into this one thing. The abnormality of the world is a demon, but if this thing is broken up, there will be all kinds of troubles. Regardless of it, new monsters will be born.

When he ran to find Longhushan, he was almost kicked out of Tianshi Mansion by the old Taoist priest who was forced to increase his workload.

Tianshi Mansion had to suppress a bunch of things.

You still send such trouble? !

Roll rough!

Crouching Tiger is in charge of this thing, don't throw it away!

Wei Yuan had no choice but to take it back to his museum.

But even so, he can still prostitute the materials of Longhushan disciples for nothing. JPG.

After Zhang Hao prepared the materials, Wei Yuan invited him to eat before returning to the inner room to suppress the thing.

Turk water.

Just use white jade as a material, and put this breath into it.

Use cinnabar to melt water, and dip a jade pen into the talisman.

Starting character.

This is the origin of the Legend of the White Snake, the end of Tianwu, perhaps a tragedy caused by everyone's pursuit of obsession, but it has now ended here, the love and hatred in the past, those tossings and turns of grief have also been accompanied by time But when it dissipated, what was left was nothing but a ray of obsession, a bit of demonic nature.

Wei Yuan seemed to see what he had been holding on to for thousands of years, and sighed, and when he was about to put it away, the phone in the bedroom rang.

He randomly placed the bottle on another cabinet in the museum and went back to answer the phone.

It's feminine:

Huh? It's time to prepare for the second trial...

good.

By the time……

Zhang Hao came back in a hurry. When he was preparing materials for Wei Yuan, he accidentally dropped his disciple token. After he came back, he found that the token had been left behind. He wanted to go back to the mountain to report the position. It is absolutely indispensable.

Heaved a sigh of relief, he was about to call out to Wei Yuan, explain and leave.

I saw that thing was put in the jade bottle just now, and it was covered with red talismans.

There is also a piece of paper underneath.

Something sealed by the head of the guard?

Do you want to take a look?

Zhang Hao couldn't help but look up, and then froze.

Owned by monsters.

Originally a person who was sacrificed to the people, but was later rescued by the water god Tianwu, and his obsession persisted for thousands of years.

It's the catastrophe of the white snake Xu Xian, and the reason why the water flooded the golden mountain.

Starting from delusional attachment, it ends in life and death.

Yu Yujiang saw the death of Tianwu, and together with the god of water, Gonggong, subdued him. He is gone, but his obsession remains. He does not want him to cause harm to the world, so he will live here forever.

Signed, Wei Yuan.

PS: Today's second update... Thank you Xiongzi for the mask rewards, thank you.

Three thousand six hundred words.