Museum of Demons

Wei Yuan fixed his eyes on the pair of red embroidered shoes.

The rest of the ghosts haven't figured out the situation yet.

The female ghost wearing three-inch golden lotus red embroidered shoes lowered her head, her black hair hung down her back, her face was pale without any color, her eyes were all black, she didn't speak a word, and she didn't roar and rushed forward, but it made people feel Heart trembling, scalp numb.

The sound outside the door seemed to be separated by several layers of soundproof glass, becoming more and more blurred.

Wei Yuan even felt that his limbs lost temperature little by little and became numb.

Like soaking in ice water.

He bit the tip of his tongue, and a bloody smell spread out. With a little warmth, he tightly clenched the Crouching Tiger waist card with his right hand, so that the feeling of something wrong disappeared from him, and the waist card in his palm came, The scorching tingling finally brought his feeling back to the world.

Wei Yuan stared at the female ghost with her head down quietly.

Red embroidered shoes...

Ghost, come to the door.

Indeed, the captain can suppress bandits and demons, and there is no rule that bandits and demons cannot kill demons, the captain.

The water ghosts in this museum don't seem to know how to read the atmosphere at all.

It took Wei Yuan as a Taoist priest who catches demons and ghosts in old-fashioned Hong Kong movies, and mistakenly thought that this female ghost was captured by him, and she was also a water ghost. The ghost patted his arm and said cheerfully:

Big sister, where did you die?

return……

Only after Wei Yuan yelled, the female ghost's dripping hair was still growing violently.

hum! ! !

The thick strands of hair gathered together, like a sharp iron awl, piercing the water ghost's waist and abdomen easily, and the strands of hair stretched toward the ceiling, like an old locust tree that had grown for several years but withered Tree, hang the water ghost directly in the air.

Wei Yuan's complexion suddenly changed.

The water ghost kept struggling in the air, and his face became more and more swollen.

Soon the water ghost's struggling movements began to slow down, the whites of the eyes turned black little by little, and there was an extra cold and icy aura like that of the female ghost.

Tick, tick -

It also began to drip water from its body.

The fingertips slowly turn black.

Needless to say, Wei Yuan can also guess that the harmless water ghost is now also turning into a fierce ghost.

No matter what, there will be two ghosts in this room at that time. Wei Yuan looked at the water ghost, estimated the distance, gritted his teeth, lowered his body and rushed forward. Fished out the soaked broken sword genitals from the water basin.

With the Broken Sword in hand, Wei Yuan shuddered Linglingly.

It was like grabbing a large piece of ice in his hand, but he still clenched his teeth tightly and rushed forward.

The residence of the museum is not big, just a few steps away.

When Wei Yuan approached, the female ghost had been standing quietly with her head bowed, but a strand of hair suddenly grew longer, twisting towards Wei Yuan like a python, Wei Yuan directly took out the crouching tiger waist card, and turned the The scorching and stinging tokens continued to hit the strand of hair directly.

The jet-black long hair shrank suddenly.

Wei Yuan took the opportunity to approach quickly, and the broken sword in his hand violently tore at the lock of long hair hanging from the water ghost.

It's like cutting soft rubber with a blunt knife, but at least you can feel that you are cutting. The Crouching Tiger waist card in your left hand is constantly waving, protecting yourself desperately, trying to pull Wei Yuan apart, or penetrate it. His black hair forced it away, and he gritted his teeth for the last time, and directly pressed the waist badge with his backhand on the black hair that had been cut a little by him.

There was a sting.

A strand of long hair fell directly to the ground.

The hanging water ghost hit the ground with a poof, thumping twice like a dead fish.

The eerie feeling disappeared from the water ghost's face.

The remaining two ghosts hurriedly dragged the water ghost away, but the paper figurine was about to run over to help it, but the sword soldier ghost grabbed it and stuffed it into the hole in his wound, so as not to cause trouble for them.

Wei Yuan was dressed roughly, holding a waist badge in one hand and a dagger in the other, crossed to protect his heart, bent down, and stared at the female ghost wearing red embroidered shoes.

He somewhat had a premonition that the other side came to the door, but when the other side really came to the door, he was still in a hurry.

At the same time, there was also an anger that he couldn't explain clearly.

Crouching Tiger's waist badge trembled, and tigers howled around.

The female ghost raised her head, and looked at Wei Yuan with a pair of pure black, empty eyes, making one's backs shudder.

Wei Yuan stared directly at him in anger.

Ghosts are also afraid of evil people. At this time, Wei Yuan, a mortal body, glared at the female ghost, but his aura was not at all inferior.

Sudden.

A bright light exploded in the sky.

After a few seconds, there was the rumbling sound of thunder.

On the February Festival, everything comes out of an earthquake, and the earthquake is thunder, so it is called Jingzhe.

The light of thunder and the sound of thunder dissipated after a few seconds. Wei Yuan saw that there was no female ghost in front of him. The floor in front of him was wet, and the footprints disappeared until he reached the door. Wei Yuan gritted his teeth, his body a little Stiff, he turned on all the lights, still holding the waist card and the broken sword in his hands, and sat down slowly with his back against the wall.

Let out a long breath slowly.

The few ghosts that escaped just now reappeared in front of Wei Yuan.

They didn't see the last part just now, they just thought it was Wei Yuan who expelled the ghost, and regarded him as the kind of Maoshan Taoist priest who really had the ability in the movie, so they paid respectful respect to him, especially the one who was almost transformed into a ghost just now Thank you so much for your water ghost.

Wei Yuan looked at its injuries.

It was obviously pierced by the female ghost's hair, but now it has healed. The biggest part of the wound was blocked with the fishnet genitals, and the yin qi was entangled in it, and it was barely filled. Now it is alive and kicking.

After the visit of the ghosts, Wei Yuan originally wanted to ask about their respective origins, but he just had a face-to-face fight with the evil ghosts, and he didn't feel it before, but now he just feels exhausted all over his body and doesn't want to move. , don't want to think about anything.

I sent a few ghosts and the two paper figurines to stay in the museum.

Wei Yuan closed his eyes, and suddenly felt that the Crouching Tiger badge was still trembling and emitting scorching heat.

Slightly startled, he pulled himself together and took the white paper, sat on the bed, and printed the Crouching Tiger waist card on the paper.

Lishu characters emerged on the white paper.

'Lieutenant Sili beats back the ghosts and prevents the wandering spirits from turning into ghosts, and you can get a meritorious service. '

‘One of the methods that must be mastered in order to become a Captain of Sili from meritorious service. '

feat...

Wei Yuan was thoughtful.

The words collapsed again, but the cold atmosphere in the room was swept away, as if absorbed by the Crouching Tiger badge, and a force of it was transmitted to Wei Yuan in reverse, making him feel a tingling pain, and then the exhaustion, The mental shock and anger were all slowly calmed down.

Great fatigue emerges.

Wei Yuan's eyelids slowly sank, and he fell into sleep, and in the deep sleep, his body was gradually strengthened.