Museum of Demons

The young man named Wu Ruzhong had to succumb to the majestic aura when his father directly called out his name. In fact, he also felt some indescribable guilt in his heart. He was considered talented since he was a child, but he hadn’t Can pass the exam.

It would be a lie to say that there is not a little depression in my heart.

After the old businessman left in a huff, only Wu Ruzhong was left drinking tea there in embarrassment. He glanced around, and no one else looked at him, but there was a man in gray clothes standing by the window. man looking at himself.

Wu Ruzhong silently looked away.

But after hearing a few footsteps, the young man actually walked towards him.

This...brother.

The young man said in a gentle voice, Can I sit here?

Um, please.

Wu Ruzhong saw that he couldn't avoid it, so he was generous. When he was in Longxi College, he was also considered a talented person, famous for his poetry and books. Of course, his ability to be regarded as not doing a proper job seems to be a little bit stronger.

He looked up at the young man in front of him.

Seeing him dressed in gray, with a fair face, a jasper hairpin for his hair, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and an elegant demeanor, he is clearly an appearance that can be approached by people. For some reason, Wu Ruzhong, who has been bold since he was a child, feels a little hairy in his heart .

After the young man sat down, he suddenly said:

We... have we met before?

Wu Ruzhong hesitated, shook his head, and said, But I don't have any impression.

Yeah……

The gray-robed youth was talking to himself, blurry images flashed before his eyes, but they were still indistinct.

I just feel that this is not the first time I have met this young man.

After being silent for a while, he also revealed the matter, just chatting with the young man in front of him. Although the two met for the first time, they hit it off quite well. The gray-robed young man suddenly asked: I seem to have heard just now that Brother Wu is quite I like stories about immortals and ghosts, and I plan to write them, but I don’t know what stories to write?”

Wu Ruzhong raised his eyebrows, and when he mentioned these stories, he was very excited and said:

Yeah, I'm about to write this story.

He recounted all the materials he had prepared, feeling satisfied.

The young man who only remembered the character Yuan in his name asked, What kind of story is this?

Wu Ruzhong said: It's a story about my Taoist god.

He also has some ambiguous thoughts. The current emperor likes Taoism and alchemy very much. It is said that he tried alchemy and medicine. Wu Ruzhong didn't know, and he didn't know, but he didn't care about it at a young age. Which emperor since ancient times didn't want to live forever? Not old?

But there are quite a few of those who rely on Qing Ci to get high.

Because of this, during the Jiajing period, this sect flourished day by day.

He also wrote something, and showed it to Mr. Yuan in front of him, and there was also a saying in it, The Hunyuan body is just innate, and it is only natural after thousands of calamities. Miaomiaowuwei is Hun Taiyi, and he is called Chuxuan as if he does not move. It is not lead and mercury that has been smelted in the furnace for a long time, and the immortality is the immortal. There are endless changes and changes, but the Three Refuges and the Five Precepts never talk about it. '

Mr. Yuan was silent for a long time, and what appeared in front of his eyes was a long stretch of yellow sand. He finally sighed and said with a smile: Such words and sentences are green words.

Pity.

Wu Ruzhong didn't take it seriously: Taoist gods are naturally worth it.

The young man in gray robe whispered with a smile, after parting today, he left with a sigh.

It's just that Wu Ruzhong's illusion was quickly shattered.

In the second year, Wu Ruzhong's mentor, Ge Mu's former colleague, was demoted by the dignitaries for offending the power in order to manage the Jianghuai floods. Later, Yang Zui, a famous official who fought against the rebellion of the Yi people and the chaos in Liaodong, wrote to the court.

The reason was that Emperor Jiajing wanted to make alchemy, and he planned to spend two years ignoring political affairs.

He said, I will leave for one or two years less, and I will be in charge as before. '

I just practiced alchemy for a year or two, and then I came back to deal with political affairs.

This thing is simply unprecedented absurdity.

Yang Zui, an old official who followed Wu Zong on the Southern Expedition, quelled the rebellion of the barbarians in Liaodong, and managed the floods in the Yangtze and Huaihe Rivers, wrote a letter, wanting to stop this incident. When he encountered the imperial staff, the old official who was already in his sixties at that time, even a former general could not stand it , the famous official who once defeated the foreign rebellion was beaten to death by the emperor.

After that, Emperor Jiajing still went to make elixirs and cultivate immortals.

And directly called himself a god, and named himself Lingxiao Shangqing Tong Lei Yuanyang Miaoyi Feixuan Zhenjun.

When Wu Ruzhong learned about this, he felt like being swallowed by a thunderbolt, muttering to himself the immortal title of Lingxiao Shangqing Lei Yuanyang Miao Yi Feixuan Zhenjun, the respect for the so-called Taoist gods in his heart, for some reason, suddenly There were cracks in the ground.

At this time, he met the young man in gray again.

The latter seemed to be in deep thought. On the day he saw him, the young man smiled and asked:

Remember me?

At this moment, Wu Ruzhong's father had passed away, he was quite down and out in Yingtian Mansion, so he reluctantly replied:

Of course, aren't you Mr. Yuan?

Mr. Yuan was silent for a while, then changed the subject with a smile:

Have you finished writing your story yet?

Wu Ruzhong laughed at himself reluctantly and said: I'm too lazy, I'm lazy and forgetful, I haven't moved a pen.

The gray-robed youth asked: Are you still planning to write about immortals?

Wu Ruzhong was silent for a while, and replied: ...can write about gods and Buddhas.

God and Buddha.

Mr. Yuan said a few words to himself, but did not speak. He looked at the misty Yingtian Mansion. Just this year, an extremely ridiculous thing happened in the court hall. Because Emperor Jiajing wanted to make alchemy, he often had to be thirteen or fourteen woman enters the palace.

In May of the nineteenth year of Jiajing, a hundred ladies were selected to enter the palace.

Except for some unreasonable reasons, those virgins are required to get him up every morning to get the morning dew. For the so-called purity, they even control the diet of these women, they can only eat mulberry leaves and drink some dew.

In the end, there was a court lady who wanted to strangle Emperor Jiajing to death, but she failed in the end.

And after that, the emperor sank more and more into the so-called Daoist rituals and pujas.

It has been a long time since he appeared in the court.

Yuan lost too many memories, but he faintly felt that something was wrong.

This era should not return to this trajectory. In his tiny memories, there is a strange book that records future events. He vaguely remembers that he has made a lot of efforts to change certain things. This country After a strong start, why did it return to this track after more than two hundred years?

It seems that there is another hand that is moving the fate of Shenzhou.

Let the emperor sink into Taoism.

Otherwise, how could a mere dozen or so maids almost strangle the emperor to death under the protection of numerous masters? This is almost impossible. The only explanation is that this matter itself is a deliberately created situation In order to guide the emperor to worship Taoist monks more and more.

As if trying very hard to induce a good change.

However, the human world, which had been improving, was led back to a deteriorating situation by another force. For some reason, Yuan felt that this was a very dangerous signal, and his heart hurt more and more, which made him cough uncontrollably.

However, Yuan himself didn't remember what else was written in the back of the book.

He and Wu Ruzhong separated again, walking aimlessly on the earth with both feet, hoping to remind himself of something, but seeing the changes in the world, he felt more and more confused, because everything now seemed to indicate So, Shenzhou is moving straight towards the future that should have changed.

The emperor was obsessed with cultivating Taoism and did not show up for a long time, only controlling the government behind his back.

It's hard to say whether the emperor was smart or stupid, or if he was just too smart.

He did not intend to fulfill his so-called duties as emperor.

Instead, he takes the whole world and Shenzhou as his own private property, oppresses the whole world, and satisfies his own cultivation. The purpose of cultivating Taoism is to live longer, to be emperor for a few more years, and to create the fasting required for Daoism. For the Palace of Secrets, 20 or 30 places are required to start construction every year.

The amount of silver consumed was two to three million taels.

At that time, the annual income of Shenzhou Daming was only two million taels.

If there is not enough funds, let the subjects donate; if the donation is endless, a new tax will be re-introduced, which wastes the people and wastes money. It is directly supporting one person with one country. When the whole country is running for one person, in Yuan's eyes , The silver taels that were supposed to revitalize the frontier defense turned into precious blue paper burned on the sacrificial offerings, money and food to improve people's livelihood, and turned into pills, jade and magic tools in the emperor's harem.

The whole of China seemed to be dragged down.

In the twenty-ninth year of Jiajing, during the Gengxu revolution, the chiefs of the Alda family drove into the interior, entered Gubeikou, killed and plundered Huairou, and countless officials and people in Shunyi burned and plundered freely outside the city not far from the capital. God, forced to get the promise of Emperor Jiajing's tribute.

But at this moment, only Emperor Jiajing had met all his courtiers in August.

Then he returned to his own practice again, the so-called alchemy and flying immortals.

And four years later.

Once again, three hundred ladies with pure yin bodies were brought into the palace.

During this year, Wu Ruzhong finally obtained the position of a year-old Gongsheng student.

And in the following year, he went to Xinye County to be a county magistrate.

…………

In Yiwu, Zhejiang, a young man with a long knife scratched his head.

Surrounded by the regular army of the Ming Dynasty, they all lay down on the ground, gnashing their teeth in embarrassment, and the onlookers were even more stunned, as if they hadn't recovered from the knife just now, and there was still a glint of coldness in their eyes .

No one could have imagined that it was among the disciples passed down from the martial arts master who traveled the rivers and lakes.

There is such a fierce and domineering character.

Even his teacher was dumbfounded.

Only a heroic general stared at the young man with shining eyes.

Hahaha, okay, okay!

Whoever said that Yiwu can't produce good soldiers and generals, I, Qi Jiguang, don't believe it. This is not here.

Would you like to follow me and kill all the Japanese pirates?

In the palace.

The elegant and handsome emperor laughed, and a few dignified Taoist nobles beside him bowed and said: Your Majesty, this is the three-yuan great pill passed down by Lu Zu. You can fly to become a saint. If you take this pill, you will achieve supernatural powers. The emperor laughed and waved his hands, and said, It's just a blessing from heaven.

After taking the elixir, one of the youths, who was wearing the Taoist robes of the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, carried the male and female dragon and tiger swords on his back, stepped forward and said with a smile, Your Majesty, I still have one thing for Your Majesty.

Oh, what's the matter with Shao Qing?

It is unimaginable that the Taoist robe and the male and female dragon and tiger swords of the Taoist Zhengyi Mansion Heavenly Master would be in his hands, and Shao Yuanjie took out one with a smile and said: This is what I got when I went out. It is the divinity cast by the first emperor. The Jade Seal of Chuanguo, if your majesty gets this, you should be able to seal all things, and make your majesty the emperor of heaven.

Emperor Jiajing was overjoyed.

Immediately went to a newly built fasting palace.

He issued Taoist crowns and uniforms to his courtiers, allowed all officials to participate in the fasting ceremony, and sent censors to picket the ungodly.

Then he stepped forward, taking the imperial jade seal cast by the first emperor, and the jade seal once held by the first emperor was held in his hand, trembling slightly, but was suppressed by the royal luck, and had to press down on the imperial decree.

Decree!

My father should be the three-day Jinyu Supreme Jade Hall Master Xuanyuan Daode Zhehui Shengzun Kaizhen Renhua Great Emperor, and my mother will be the three-day Jinyu Supreme Jade Hall Chief Immortal Master Xuanyuan Morality Zhehui The Queen of Heaven, the Palm Immortal, Miaohua Yuanjun.

And I...

For the sake of the Nine Heavens, to spread the teachings and save the living beings, to master the yin and yang skills, to pass the Dao Siren Ziji Immortal.

—Yang Zhenren Yuanxuxuan should be enlightened and subdue demons to be loyal and filial to the emperor.

Many Taoists saluted.

And all the officials didn't have the slightest intention to resist after Yang Zui's wife was killed in a heavy battle.

They all bowed and saluted one by one.

I have seen the Nine Heavens Puji Loyal and Filial Emperor.

And on this day, the so-called Kaihua Fumo loyal and filial emperor led a group of officials and officials to perform rituals in the fasting palace that was exchanged for common people's rations and soldiers' rations and weapons. The emperor, like the first emperor more than a thousand years ago, said flatly:

In my name, order the gods to fight against the Japanese and keep the captives, so that the world will be peaceful.

This is it.

Then throw the white jade out.

Among the burning aroma, there is the sound of chanting green words with a crisp voice, which makes people feel ecstatic and pure and intoxicated, as if immortals and gods really appeared.

At this time, somewhere, the Taoist of Tiangongyuan saw a gray-robed man coming in.

Then he saw the shovel in the gray-robed man's hand, and was stunned.

Wait, you are...

The gray-robed youth apologized and flicked his sleeves.

The Taoist passed out immediately, the gray-robed youth apologized and put him in a safe place.

Yuan Yuan looked at the Tiangongyuan, and his memory recovered a little bit in this not too long memory. He vaguely remembered that Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang said that he had to come to find the original map, so he rolled up his sleeves, raised his shovel, The shovel aimed at the tomb of Yuan Tiangang on the left. After thinking for a while, it seemed that Yuan Tiangang had already been punched, and it would not be good to do it again. He spotted Li Chunfeng's tomb.

I apologize.

Then, without hesitation, he went straight down with a shovel.

No matter what happens in the future.

Dig it out first.

PS: Today's first update... Buffering chapters, Yuan in the Ming Dynasty, because of Xuanzang, his true spirit recovered, and memory conflicts led to amnesia, I wrote it before...

These things are actually things that Jiajing really did in history. Ming Dynasty died in Jiajing.