Museum of Demons

Hot chestnuts, hot chestnuts, hot chestnuts just out of the oven.

Braised beef noodles, egg-filled pancake noodles, big bargains at the opening, no money if it's not good.

In the city of Dahuang, in the past few days, a shop that looks like a small cart has suddenly opened.

It seems that it is not accurate enough to say that it is a shop. It is just a simple cart at most. The shop owner is a young man, but he has a bit of a cultivator on his body. His clothes seem to be crippled, and his body shakes when he walks.

There is also a woman who covers herself tightly.

He said he came out to help, but he just walked there slowly.

Originally, the creatures in this city didn't want to try this strange food, but don't blame them, it really can't blame them, it was the food that started it first, the taste is so tricky, it seems like it has Like spirituality, I can't stop drilling into my nose.

'It must have been cast with some sort of spell. '

Later, the monk who ate this meal seriously recalled: 'I originally planned to go to study. '

‘We must pass the city lord’s one-year practice assessment, get the highest-level position, win the city lord’s daughter, take up important positions in the wilderness, and finally reach the peak. '

'But by the time I realized it, I was already sitting in front of his booth. '

'The left hand is filled with eggs, and the right hand is fried with water. '

‘There is also a bowl of hot dry noodles in front of it. '

‘This must be the most vicious and secretive supernatural power. '

The monk who said this sentence warned others not to go, and took a bite of the strange pancake fruit viciously, thinking in his heart that no one would compete with him in line, and so on.

Soon, various monks were already standing in front of Wei Yuan's cart stall.

Based on the experience of competing with Shi Yi in snack technology before.

The guard master easily dealt with this situation.

For a while, it was full of heat, but in the dark, it was condensing the smoke and fire with the method taught by Zhu Jiuyin. Chang Xi sat on the stool, resting his chin with one hand, bored, watching the people coming and going on the street. High in the sky, everything in this wild city seems to be nothing more than ants climbing.

But now I see everyone, monks of different races talking and arguing with each other, I see shops opening their doors and yelling to greet monks passing by, men and women leaning on the railings on the buildings to look at the scenery, and street vendors pushing carts in the streets and alleys Back and forth, children run and play, but they also have a different life interest.

Although it was very boring, Chang Xi still watched quietly unknowingly.

But I think this boring also has its own boring fun.

Here.

Until a voice sounded from her ear.

Chang Xi had just woken up, turned around, and saw that after the disguise, a human cook who was at least forty years old handed over a bowl of Yangchun noodles with a clean soup, with a poached egg lying on it, and a handful of green onions sprinkled on it, giving off a strong smell. Light Fragrance:

I've been watching it all morning, don't gods have a sense of time?

eat something?

It seemed that it was because of the contamination of this mundane world, Chang Xi did not refuse, took it, and stirred it gently with chopsticks, a simple bowl of noodles, but it just fit the taste of the red dust, Chang Xi even ate with an elegant and cool look, Wei Yuan leaned against the cart, with a white towel on his shoulders, looking at the city.

In this mortal world of idleness, there is also urgency and anxiety hidden.

There was a lot of gossip among the monks, and the core of the conversation was the ten great suns that flashed in the sky and the faint news of the wrath of the gods. Chang Xi gritted the noodles, swallowed the soup, and looked He glanced at the cook who was resting on the snack cart, biting a leaf.

Are you scared?

Chang Xi's tone was cold and mocking.

Scared? It's a little bit.

Wei Yuan withdrew his gaze slowly, and the imperial concubine Chang Xi looked at him quietly, and said: The so-called condensed power of the world of mortals, if the creatures in these cities know that you are the target of the gods, I am afraid they will directly attack you. You tie them up and send them to the temple.

There is indeed a possibility.

Wei Yuan nodded slowly, and said, But, from your tone, it seems that you think these creatures are full of support for God?

Chang Xi nodded his head as a matter of course, and said flatly:

The creatures of the wilderness, seeing ten days flying into the sky, and the visions of the gods, should respect and respect them, and be proud of them.

Wei Yuan shook his head, and the corners of his mouth curled up: It seems that you have really been in the sky for too long, and your eyes can only see what you want to see. Ten days volley in the sky, let me say, these The living beings clearly see that the disaster is coming, so they are afraid and flustered in their hearts.

The imperial concubine Chang Xi paused: You said, the people of the Great Wilderness are afraid of the gods of the Great Wilderness?

Wei Yuan pursed his lips: Isn't that a matter of course?

The imperial concubine's eyes were filled with anger: You, human race, are you slandering?

As a person who kills people and kills gods when you come to the wilderness, how can you say that?

I'm just speaking from the perspective of a bystander. Wei Yuan's voice paused: Besides, my sword has never been stained with the blood of innocent civilians. If you pick up a weapon, you will naturally have the awareness of being killed and killing someone.

Emperor Empress, weapons and battlefields are not for children.

This is the land of life and death.

It must be observed.

The atmosphere of one person and one god became stiff again, Chang Xi said:

It's just your one-sided words.

Wei Yuan said calmly: If you don't believe me, you can ask.

There happened to be a monk of non-human race next to him. He was more than two meters tall and muscular. He knew at a glance that he was a good candidate for body training. He said, Shop, are you still selling? While cooking, he casually asked: Recently, I see that everyone wants to run farther.

Well, who said otherwise?

The tall monk with a pair of horns stared at the bridge ribs that Wei Yuan was making, and said casually: Those great gods are fighting back and forth in the sky, and those big countries have sent out coalition forces to fight I know which world I am going to invade, alas, I will have a peaceful life every day.

The gods are fighting against foreign enemies, shouldn't you pray?

Chang Xi's voice was cold, and it sounded from the side.

The monk of unknown race was munching, and after hearing Chang Xi's speech, he rolled his eyes wildly and said, Ah, yes, yes, you are right, we have to pray to those great gods, but there is another What's the use?

When the great gods make moves, they won't worry about us just because we prayed.

They smashed it down with a random move.

The monk gestured, and said: Crash, here, this street, a piece of city, will be turned into ashes. It's amazing to volley in the sky for ten days. We can't keep up with the heels of the Great God in our whole life, but this volley Turn it around, and I don't know how many thousands of miles of spiritual grass and land will wither.

Then, hundreds of millions of creatures have nothing to eat and have to run around and rob.

I still have to squeeze out the baby from the gap between my teeth and offer it to the blessing ceremony.

If you don't do it, you are against the gods, and you don't know the general.

As for how miserable, miserable, and tired, or how many areas were destroyed by a random fireball meteorite, there is no way to say. At most, the city lord will make a report, and the gods will press a seal. Approve the note, and it's over.

However, after all these years, everyone has gained some experience, seeking more blessings for themselves. Taking advantage of the present, everyone has to go to the restraining formation under their own courtyard to stay. I only hope that this time I can go there sooner. Today, there is nothing to say.

Good guy, even the refuge technology in the extraordinary world is full.

The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, but he really didn't think of this. He handed over the food and said, It's really hard these days.

Who said it wasn't?

The bull-headed monk sighed with emotion, and hurried out with the ribs crossing the bridge.

Wei Yuan turned around and looked at the imperial concubine who was sitting on the stool with her gaze slightly downward, and her eyes were fixed. She put the remaining bridge ribs in a bowl, leaned over and handed it over, and said, How about it? Wouldn't it be interesting to look at the glory of the gods from the perspective of your elders?

Isn't it good for the imperial concubine to come to this secular world from time to time?

We have a saying there, prosperity, the people suffer; death, the people suffer.

what do you think?

Chang Xi raised his head and looked at the man in front of him who was disguised as a forty-year-old man. The other person's eyes were calm and honest, but what he said reminded him of that day, when he killed wantonly in the wilderness and northwest of the world. The murderer who was beheaded by the outstanding generation of descendants of many great clans.

That day when the sword tore the flesh and blood spattered out.

The ice-cold and indifferent pupils like a dull snowy night are completely different from the warm black pupils that reflect the smoke and fire in the world at this moment, but such words, only from this mouth, made her feel disgusted and angry. Feel--

After all, it was because the other party who could create such a murder said such words made her feel displeased.

Or, the fact that he personally saw the shadow behind the light of the god made Chang Xi feel ashamed and angry.

She slapped Wei Yuan's hand away with her backhand.

Lifting his chin slightly, his cold face reappeared the disposition of a god:

We are the enemy.

Also, anyway...

She looked at the man in front of her and paused every word: Don't forget, you are the reason why these wild creatures have to face the disaster. Without you, the vision of the ten-day volley would not appear, and you are also the root cause of the killing , this wild country, I will see it with my own eyes.”

I also agree with what you just said, but, Wei Yuan, with blood on your hands, you are no longer qualified to say these words.

The snacks fell on the ground, and the relationship that had eased up in the past few days was once again cold and tit-for-tat.

When Wei Yuan held a sword to fight for China and came to the Great Wilderness, he himself was indeed a calamity in this peaceful city. After pondering, Wei Yuan asked back: Is it unjust to resist aggression?

Is rotten flesh protected by a blooming flower not rotten flesh?

If a stone can trigger an avalanche covering all living beings, should we also consider that this mountain is about to collapse?

The young man who has been reincarnated in the world for thousands of years and suffered from reincarnation said calmly:

I certainly don't excuse myself.

If it is said that all living beings are created equal, then no matter what, killing is a sin.

When I drew my sword, I had already embarked on this path, but I want to tell you, Chang Xi, we also have something in our hearts that is absolutely beyond good and evil. Taking other people's lives will dirty our hands, but we are just now. I hope that other people in our hometown will come here without getting their hands dirty.

Killing and fighting are just means, not ends.

It is precisely because we have a noble purpose in our hearts that we can overcome countless killings and deaths.

It's a revolt against an unjust war.

Peace is sought through fighting, and under the edge of the sword, only the flowers have the right to grow quietly.

The young man who has experienced countless battles said:

thus……

Our children don't need to hold a sword.

There are always sword bearers in Shenzhou, Emperor Concubine Changxi, the place you want to attack is a land with steel swords and proud snow plums at the same time, so you will definitely lose. After wasting food, after reincarnation, obvious flesh pain finally appeared on his face:

Love to eat or not to eat!

The cook gritted his teeth: If you don't eat it, I won't give it to you even if I feed the dog!

Chang Xiben was slightly shocked by those words, turned his head away and snorted coldly.

Ah……

This seat is Chang Xi, the creator of the Taiyin.

It's just that when she finally found out that the cook was actually holding that bowl of extremely tempting snacks that she wanted to eat and fed them to the stray dogs next to her, for some reason, Chang Xi always felt a sense of aggrieved, The cook shook his hands, stood up, hooked the corner of his mouth, and paused every word:

All beings are equal.

Ridiculous pull full.

………………

Buzhou Mountain God was completely exposed after eating the food left by Wei Yuan a few days ago.

Now that you've eaten it, don't pretend at all.

I don't pretend anymore.

I have a showdown, I wake up.

Wei Yuan's care for him was still quite considerate.

The old mountain god who had been trapped for thousands of years enjoyed the atmosphere.

Happier than eating melons.

And in this environment that is happier than eating melons, you can still eat first-hand melons.

That is much happier!

It's just that on this day, the old man Bu Zhoushan discovered that the relationship between this person and his spirit had obviously eased a little, or at least the contradictions and conflicts that both parties were unwilling to bring up surfaced again, and even the old man felt a little cautious. The atmosphere dare not breathe.

I'm afraid this melon is about to ripen.

Buzhou Shanshen swallowed braised pork with mushrooms and made a judgment based on his rich experience.

If he doesn't run away, there is a high probability that this melon will blow his head again.

As for helping, as the mountain god of Buzhou, he is neutral in the three worlds and eight wildernesses, and cannot interfere. These creatures and even gods belong to his descendants and have their own destiny. The old mountain god does not intend to intervene, nor can he intervene.

In the next few days, the conflict between Wei Yuan and Chang Xi became more and more superficial.

The human god of war and the emperor's concubine are completely incompatible ideologically.

Wei Yuan's injury gradually recovered to 70% under the method given by Zhu Jiuyin. After reckoning the number, it should be almost the same in a few days. Wei Yuan thought about this, pushed the small cart into the up the yard.

Uncle Bu Zhoushan's reminder suddenly came from his ear.

Be careful!!! Cub fox!

Um?!!

Wei Yuan's pupils shrank, and after the old man reminded him, he took a step back subconsciously.

The cold light in front of him suddenly became extremely fierce, as if it appeared across time.

Wei Yuan's heart sank slightly.

Dahuang is not stupid...

The pursuers have arrived.

PS: The first update today...