Museum of Demons

There is such a thing.

You don't want it to come, but it must come.

And the more you don't want this to happen, then this will definitely happen.

What's this?

Is it fate?

No……

It's Wei Yuan.

Through the window glass, the old Taoist saw Master Wei miraculously getting rid of the wheelchair and appearing on the stage. He instinctively sensed something was wrong in his heart. After hesitating for a while, reason prevailed——

No, something is wrong.

This kid must be deceiving me.

Where is such a good thing.

Later, I will tell those little Taoist priests that I am not here.

From the gap in the window, the cat saw Wei Yuan asking left and right, and the Taoists shook their heads, saying that they didn't know where the old heavenly master was. Wei Yuan seemed regretful, and slowly took out a bottle of wine from his cuff, opened it a little After uncorking the wine, a smell of wine mixed with the rich aroma of spiritual fruit permeated the air.

It's a pity, I can only enjoy this good wine by myself.

Wow...

The old celestial master opened the door with one hand, and came on stage sassyly: Hahaha, isn't this the owner of the guard?

Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows: Oh? Heavenly Master, I thought you weren't here.

Ahahaha, what are you talking about?

We are dear relatives and friends, brothers and comrades-in-arms, how can I not entertain you when you come here?

Zhang Ruosu had a bright face.

Invite Wei Yuan to enter.

At this moment, Zhu Jiuyin withdrew her own existence and walked slowly up the mountain from the foot of the mountain with the girl who was ignorant and lost her memory. Wei Yuan poured Zhang Ruosu a glass of wine. Wei Yuan did not lie about the wine, but I got it from Bai Ze in the wilderness.

As for whether it is a good wine.

Bai Ze and Du Kang worked together under Xuanyuan's command.

That guy is another one who knows everything.

The wine he brewed is probably not much worse than that made by Du Kang.

The old Taoist sniffed it happily, then took a sip carefully, with a satisfied look on his face, he couldn't help but sigh: The ancient sages are lonely, but the drinkers leave their names, haha, good wine, good wine. Wine.

The old man was still wondering if there was something troublesome this time.

Haha, now there is such a good wine.

Even if there is a big pit ahead, I can jump into it.

Oh? Seriously?

The old Taoist's laughter stopped abruptly.

... Is there really a pit?

Wei Yuan smiled like a fox and said:

This...

you guess?

Zhang Ruosu opened his mouth, Wei Yuan made a sudden move and threw the pot of wine down. The old Taoist knew in his heart that this was a deceit. With his old way, with his heart, with his rich experience...

The old Taoist instinctively rushed towards the wine.

When facing wine.

experience or something...

It's useless.

With a wave of Wei Yuan's palm, a golden light flew out from the inside of his sleeve robe, directly binding the old Taoist priest tightly. It is exactly what the old Taoist priest used when he tied up Wei Yuan and sent it to his daughter's country. Zhibao, in the novel Feng Shen Yan Yi, is the prototype of binding the fairy rope.

Wei Yuan grinned grimly and tied the rope tighter.

The old Taoist opened his mouth, like drinking the sun and the moon, and drank the pot of wine in one gulp.

Then he said helplessly: That's why... the anger is out, and the trouble is also in trouble.

Master Wei, what is the matter with you?

That's great.

Wei Yuan smiled and tied the fairy rope tighter, and said with emotion; I didn't expect that Zhang Daoyou deliberately trapped me to vent my anger. You are worthy of being the old master of Longhu Mountain. You have a broad mind and are worthy of admiration.

This, after all, was done wrong by the old Taoist.

Zhang Ruosu sighed and said:

Besides, you and I have met after all, so you won't hurt me.

Then, he saw a hesitant look on the face of a certain museum owner in front of him.

? ? !

The old Taoist's face was stiff: I said... Master Wei, you won't really harm me, will you?

without.

Wei Yuan pondered for a while, and said, That's right, Fellow Daoist Zhang.

It seems that Zhengyi can't help but marry, right?

Have you considered finding a Taoist companion?

If you didn't think about it before, can you think about it now?

?!!!

The old Taoist raised his head suddenly, struggled violently, and shouted:

No, it's not... who went up the mountain?

Master Wei, how can you do this?

She, she, she came directly from the Nordic wonderland?!

Wei Yuan was stunned: Who is from the Nordic Wonderland?!

Wait, Nordic... Valkyrie?!

Don't tell me that you even went to the Hall of Valor in the Nordic Age of Gods back then? You, you, you...

Um...not her, but the fairy in the lake?

No.

This...ancient India?

No...

Wei Yuan looked at Zhang Ruosu whose scalp was numb, expressionless.

The compassion of the museum owner is exhausted.

You are gone.

He took out a recorder with his backhand.

Silently put it in your pocket.

Wei Yuan patted Zhang Ruosu on the shoulder. This old Taoist priest was unrestrained and unrestrained when he was young. With a sword in his hand, he dared to turn everything in the world upside down. , is also the most ruthless artistic conception.

Love all living beings, love the world, but will not be sentimentally attached to a certain person.

Too much forgetting love, the worst is not as good as love, but what love loves most is my generation.

Perhaps in this way, there will be an unrivaled Taoist cultivation base.

But now, retribution has come.

Zhang Ruosu opened his mouth with a wry smile, and said: ... Well, when I was young, I did provoke some things that shouldn't be provoked, but the poor can swear that I have never wronged anyone, it's just that the grievances are over, and I am not young anymore , I really don’t have the energy to get involved in these things anymore.”

Master Wei, tell me, who is it?

Wei Yuan thought about it and said, Probably, it was your Taoist companion in the previous life?

Well, the status is noble and the strength is extraordinary.

And with deep affection, strong personality, and your childhood sweetheart, and you were used to being carefree in your previous life.

There are a lot of girls who like it, so she's annoyed.

In the end she was displaced because of you.

If you have a home, you can't go back, and if you have relatives, you can't get together.

Even being plotted against by someone, I lost my cultivation base...

Zhang Ruosu's expression changed from joking to slowly dull, and finally the corners of his eyes twitched wildly.

Zhang Ruosu was at a loss: ...Are you sure?

Wei Yuan nodded: I can't say it's absolutely certain, but it's very possible.

Yes or no, you will know when you meet.

Tianshi let out a breath, accepted his fate with a wry smile, and suddenly said, Is that the one outside the door?

Huh? Already here?

Wei Yuan turned his head to look.

Suddenly, there was a crackling sound of glass shattering behind him.

My heart screams badly.

When I turned my head, I saw the old Taoist priest jumping up, jumping out of the window and running away. The little Taoist priests outside were sweeping. Just as they raised their heads and wanted to say, don’t litter. It’s so hard to clean every day, so I saw my house. The old master was tied up like a zongzi and jumped from a tall building.

Landing on the ground, Taoist robe shook his sleeves, and nodded gently: I'm sorry to trouble you.

Then run straight away.

The little Taoist was stunned.

He also saw the museum owner who dared to make Wuwu bow his head with a sword in his hand followed closely behind.

Jump directly from the third floor.

It landed with a clatter.

Anxious, he chased after every step.

Old Taoist Zhang.

Stop!

Stop? You're an old man, I'm a fool...

Zhang Ruosu gritted his teeth.

The muddled accounts of his youth in this life are enough for him to have a headache.

good guy,

If you come here, just double it?

What is in your museum collection?

The veteran Taoist has extraordinary foot strength, and Wei Yuan is also extremely fast, chasing and fleeing one after the other.

He ran straight to the front door, but happened to see Zhu Jiuyin in a gray robe, and saw the girl with black hair and shawls, with flame marks between her brows. The black-haired girl holding a fallen leaf raised her eyes slightly, and saw the gray-haired old man.

He saw Wei Yuan behind Zhang Ruosu.

The atmosphere froze for a while.

Wei Yuan held his breath, took two steps back, and stretched out his hand to let the immortal rope come back.

The female demon looked at the white-haired old man, but her brows still looked like the unrestrained and unrestrained old man.

With a surprised expression, he looked at the somewhat familiar Wei Yuan and said blankly:

...Who is this?

Wei Yuan: ?!!

Zhu Jiuyin raised her eyebrows.

……………………

Although it is already the middle of winter, Longhu Mountain is not cold at all, which makes Feng Siyu, who is temporarily staying in Tianshi Mansion, very dissatisfied, because she has no way to try the traditional candied haws frozen on the window sill, but Fortunately, the logistics is fast now, and various special products can be circulated quickly.

When the temperature drops a little in winter, I nest in the house, move the small table on the bed, and put sun-dried melon seeds, winter oranges, pears, persimmons, peanuts, and hawthorn apples on the table. Watching the leaves swaying and falling outside, watching the clouds in the sky are high and far away, I can stay lazily all day.

Autumn harvest and winter storage.

Winter is the season of fattening.

certainly,

As a loyal and loyal believer under the crown of Vulcan, Feng Siyu doesn't care about this at all.

No matter how much sugar, or fat fat.

Master Vulcan will definitely accept it for his followers.

Feng Siyu lay lazily on the table, with a round oval face pressed against the table, his whole body was as limp as cotton candy that was about to melt. Reading Taoist scriptures, holding a cattail fan in one hand, he is slowly hanging a bowl of winter pear soup.

Reed root, loquat, lily, tremella, red dates.

The dried loquats are dried by themselves, and the white fungus has been soaked.

There are also pears that don't look good and were picked up by the little Taoist priest.

The little Taoist turned over the Taoist scriptures in his hand, wiped the ashes from his face and said:

Miss Feng.

Do you want to add rock sugar, or brown sugar?

Feng Siyu was pulling the walnuts and melon seeds with his fingers, and he was lining up his troops for General Walnut Kernel to fight with the melon seeds army. Hearing this, he said seriously: I want them all!

Huh? But eating so much sugar...

It's okay, I won't get fat!

From the window, Wei Yuan saw the happy appearance of these two little guys.

Turned back stiffly.

On Longhu Mountain, it is currently speculated that the old Taoist priest is most likely the reincarnation of Geng Chen.

But Nuba has no feelings for him, so she can only look at Ah Xuan.

Wei Yuan looked at Yanyan Yanyan in the room.

silence in heart

Geng Chen is a seasoned Taoist, needless to say, his whole life has been a mess.

The Nordic goddess Valkyrie, the fairy of the lake in Western Europe, and the tomb keeper of the ancient Indian gods.

Alright, Shura Field, Shura Field, reopen it.

Gengchen is little Ah Xuan, look at the atmosphere in the room, childhood sweetheart, childhood sweetheart.

How sweet?

But what would this scene be in the eyes of the former childhood sweetheart?

Is it pure love or tauren?

The battle between the god of fire Zhurong and the goddess of drought?

reopen it.

Finally, Geng Chen is a water ghost.

Well, there is no need for the nun to do anything, Wei Yuan estimated that Geng Chen would kill himself directly, delete the account and reopen.

Wei Yuan looked at Nuba, but Nuba just looked curiously at the handsome young man who also had traces of flames between his brows, didn't say anything, Wei Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, and then had a headache...it wasn't Zhang Ruosu, or Ah Xuan, could it be possible? Really water ghost?

Based on the reincarnation agreement back then, Geng Chen's reincarnation would inevitably have a great relationship with Wei Yuan.

For a moment he could not think of who else it might be.

Zhu Jiuyin was thoughtful: Isn't it all...

Do you want to go back to the museum now?

Just when Wei Yuan was about to nod, Nuba smiled and said:

Huh? Can't you stay here a little longer?

When she smiled, her eyes were bright:

I think this mountain has a very familiar atmosphere.

It's very warm and nostalgic.

Wei Yuan was stunned, and suddenly realized a key issue. If the current Nuba and Gengchen are both in the state of true spirit sleep, that is to say, they haven't been able to remember the past, so it can be compared to meeting for the first time. Wei Yuan and Jue, Wei Yuan doesn't remember Jue, and Jue doesn't recognize him, they don't know each other.

So is it the same for Gengchen and Nuba now...

The instinctive perception ability of the goddess is a wonderful existence.

It seems to be able to find conditions and cause and effect naturally.

She wants to stay in Longhu Mountain.

In other words, Geng Chen's reincarnation is either an old Taoist or a little Ah Xuan.

The choice before Geng Chen's eyes now——

Is it the Shura Field of the Age of Gods that has never been seen before, or a childhood sweetheart with double taboos.

Or reopen.

please choose.

Wei Yuan took a deep breath, and suddenly understood just how bad the relationship between Nuba and Geng Chen was, from the point where his mouth was broken to the point where Bai Ze had an expression that couldn't be said. Is this the same style after reincarnation?

Think of a way, how to deal with it...

Did Xuanyuan and Bai Ze also consider this issue back then...

Fortunately, Jue and I are not like this.

Wei Yuan had both a headache and a trace of happiness in his heart.

Life after life is always the same.

Zhu Jiuyin said lightly: Since that's the case, let her live in Longhu Mountain for a while.

Nine Heavens Profound Girl is attached to her Sea of ​​Consciousness, which can guarantee her safety and avoid bad situations.

The gray-robed god looked at Wei Yuan, who was frowning and thinking hard, how to solve the trouble in front of him. The latter didn't know that his trouble was coming, and he was having a headache. Zhu Jiuyin swept his sleeve robe slightly, and said flatly:

I remember, there are only two days left for your battle with Taotie?

The fight with the last member of the four murderers.

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