Museum of Demons

Wei Yuan looked rather embarrassed.

His hands and feet were trembling slightly due to too much force before, and his body was tingling. Every breath would cause a battle between Crouching Tiger Fight and evil spirits in his body. The ghost king he saw this time was really something Wei Yuan had never met before. The enemy, at this point in the battle, is already exhausted.

At this moment, he sat down on the ground, exhausted, and didn't want to move a single finger.

And when the ghost completely disappeared, Crouching Tiger's waist tag trembled in a low voice.

There are words flowing in the Lingtai, which are meritorious deeds.

Maybe it's because Wei Yuan only made up the last sword, and his meritorious service is not as many as imagined, but it is still quite a lot. Combined with the ghosts he killed when he stole the feather clothes earlier, he barely got a hundred. The little ghost is only two or three, and Qiniang dissipated her hostility on her own, so she only got seven points of merit.

This is already a rare rich figure.

Wei Yuan let out a foul breath.

After relieving his breath for a while, he stood up with force, turned his head, saw the ruins all over the mountain, thought of the evil Taoist he had just seen, and wondered if that Taoist had been pulverized by the storm aroused by the celestial maiden, or not? Leave a trace of the soul to drive away ghosts.

The spread of magic in Quanshi, and who caused the revival of the demons in this ghost land.

I'm afraid they all have something to do with that Taoist.

Wei Yuan took out a thousand-mile tracking talisman, shook his hand to ignite it, his own perception increased sharply, everything around him became extremely clear, and immediately saw that the Taoist aura had not dissipated, but he did not know how to avoid it. A storm that can be called a natural disaster opened, and ran to the hidden place under the mountain.

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The black-robed Taoist was in a panic and ran straight down the mountain.

His face was pale and he was panting like a cow.

Now, just recalling the scene that seemed to be wrathful just now would make his scalp tingle, and he was terrified beyond words. If it wasn’t for the warning of the disaster avoidance talisman passed down by the ancestor, he would definitely die, but even if he escaped by luck He lost his life, but his whole body was broken by the wind and thunder, and even the talismans were completely consumed, so he will escape with his life.

The Taoist stepped on the ground, fell to the ground and rolled twice.

I have already seen the village hotel at the foot of the mountain imitating the human world, gritted my teeth, struggled and continued to walk.

You only need to hide in, you only need to hide among those strangers, and you can sneak out.

Then spread what you saw today.

The goddess of Qin and Han revived, and the ancient crouching tiger reappeared.

Get all the news out there.

He vaguely heard the low and maddened roar from the other side of the mountain, knowing that Crouching Tiger and Tiannv were facing the body of the ghostly monster right now, and had no time to care about his own side, so he breathed a sigh of relief and speeded up. But just as he was about to reach the target, a chill emerged.

The Taoist almost instinctively rolled to the side.

After that, when the back felt cold, there was a burning pain.

Already injured.

With a low growl of pain in his mouth, the black-robed Taoist priest struggled to turn around, and saw a person walking out from the shadow of the forest. He was dressed in gray-brown clothes, with a thin body and an expressionless face. He looked like an old man or a man. Young man, if Wei Yuan was here, he would be able to recognize that this is Wu Liu, the owner of the hotel.

He was staring at the Taoist man now, his teeth gritted.

With a skinny arm with almost no muscles, he dragged a heavy ghost knife and drew a mark on the ground.

The storm calmed down, but the clouds were involved. Now there is a clear sky on the mountain, but a heavy rain suddenly fell around the mountain, and the clothes of the two people here were soaked. Wu Liu's eyes were red, and he stared at the Taoist. Lie into the water, seal his soul in the body, a Taoist who is not human, ghost is not ghost.

Gritting his teeth, the sound seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Tranny!!

Finally waiting for you...

The black-clothed Taoist looked at Wu Liu who had come for revenge, but his eyes were full of absurdity and underestimation of anger after astonishment, and sneered, It's just a ghoul, what nonsense are you talking about here!

Wu Liu's eyes widened, his originally expressionless face was crazy and painful.

He stepped forward and rushed towards the black-clothed Taoist in the rainy night.

With the strength of turning around, the gloomy Ghost Head Knife was raised, and with the anger of an ordinary person, it smashed through the rain curtain.

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Relying on the power of the thousand-mile tracking talisman, when Wei Yuan found the evil Taoist, the Taoist had already turned into a corpse, his eyes wide open, and he lay down in the muddy water, with a big gash on his waist, and his intestines were mixed with blood. Flow out and soak in mud.

Wu Liu sat leaning against a stone.

The whole person lost an arm.

Just now he exchanged his life with the Taoist with this arm.

A person who claims to be superior and thinks hard about running for his life has no way of understanding what a person who wants revenge without life is thinking. Taoists don't know, so he lost his life. Wei Yuan lowered his body and felt the evil The soul of a Taoist priest flies away when it leaves the body.

It seemed that he had been cursed in advance, so he couldn't exorcise ghosts at all.

Instead, he found a yellow talisman with his Taoist name and surname written on it, like a proof of identity, put it together with the Taoist's relics, and looked at Wu Liu. After the latter took revenge, Like a walking dead, sitting against a stone with a dull expression.

For a long time, he looked at the sky, crying and laughing and sighing:

I want to bask in the sun...

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The ghost domain itself exists in the way that the ghost king is the core, accumulating the evil energy of the Luojiang River, forming a place that is different from the ordinary world. Now that the ghost king is murdered and the river is diverted, the foundation of the ghost domain has disappeared.

Soon this side of the world is connected with the human world.

Right at the place where Fan Gongsha was originally, everyone who was still in the ghost domain suddenly appeared.

The original hotels and inns, when they appeared in the world, turned into paper things, and then they were burned by the yang energy of the world, and disappeared. Zhang Hao and others with a pair of dark circles saw those innocent tourists. , but unconscious, seeing Wei Yuan again, felt at ease instantly.

Zhang Hao took a cigarette and went forward, heaved a sigh of relief and said, Master Wei, you are safe and sound, that's great.

What happened to the ghost domain?

Wei Yuan originally wanted to say that with the help of the celestial girl, the ghost king had been dealt with, but when he turned around, he saw that the celestial girl in white had disappeared at some point. He was slightly taken aback, knowing that she was unwilling to appear, so he replied with a smile:

I was helped by a passing expert, and it has been broken.

You don't have to worry about it in the future.

An old man passing by?

Zhang Hao and Shen Jifeng had weird eyes, but they didn't ask any questions. Instead, they immediately organized their staff to move these sleepy tourists to a safe place. Seeing that Wu Liu hesitated to speak, Wei Yuan said to Zhang Hao on his behalf: This is Wu Liu, who has been trapped in that ghost domain for a while, I wonder if I can help you find his family?

Zhang Hao was surprised, nodded and said: Of course there is no problem.

Looking at Wu Liu again, he said, I don't know which city Mr. Wu's home is in?

Wu Liu hesitated for a long time before citing a name he had never heard of before.

willow village.

In the end, after a long detour and Wu Liu’s vague description, he finally found the real owner. The village Wu Liu mentioned turned out to be the real rural recuperation center, but the name was very old. When you get old in the village, only some old people who are so old that they have lost all their teeth remember it.

The car slowly stopped at the entrance of the village.

Perhaps it was the influence of the evil spirit, the clouds and fog in the sky were very low today, it was gloomy, and there was no sunlight.

Wu Liu, who had a broken arm, got out of the car tremblingly, looking at the bustling village where the construction site was built, his eyes were full of strangeness, and he didn't dare to recognize him. The village chief stepped forward. After Zhang Hao and Wei Yuan explained, he was only middle-aged The capable village head cooperated to find all the people surnamed Wu in the village.

But none of them knew Wu Liu, at least they had no impression of such a person.

Just when everyone was looking at each other, not knowing what to do, a young man in his twenties slapped his forehead and said suddenly:

Here, does the extinct Wu family count?!

Everyone looked, the middle-aged village chief stared at him, the young man was taken aback, his voice lowered, but he still said in a low voice: I just remembered, at the old village, under the willow tree, the old lady It’s not that it’s the husband’s family who died, it’s the surname Wu.”

Wei Yuan thoughtfully, looked at the excited Wu Liu, looked at the village chief, and said politely:

Please take us there.

The village chief opened his mouth, nodded, and said:

It doesn't matter if you go, but the old lady, alas, you will know when you go...

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Wei Yuan and the others soon saw the old willow tree and the old man sitting under the willow tree.

Along the way, I knew from the village chief’s rambling narration that the old man was very old and had already suffered from dementia, and he couldn’t remember anything. The village chief shook his head and said, “This old lady is already over seventy years old. It was already 60 years ago that she got lost, and everyone said she drowned in the water, but she didn't believe it, and kept waiting.

I've been waiting, I've been waiting since I was seventeen.

Well, people are crazy now, and they are still waiting.

If it weren't for the help from the village, how could the old lady survive. Now, she doesn't recognize anyone in the village...

The village chief saw that the man with the broken arm opened his mouth, and then walked towards the old man. The village chief just said that he was not very polite, but he was a little anxious. He raised his hand to pull Wu Liu, but Wei Yuan raised his arm to stop him. Looking at Wu Liu, whose body was trembling, he sighed, but was speechless.

The old lady with neat silver hair under the willow tree quietly looked at the entrance of the village.

Wei Yuan followed Wu Liu.

Wu Liu walked forward step by step, looked at the old lady, and laughed at himself:

It's her. I can recognize her at a glance. She is my wife. Our village is far away. My house and her house are opposite each other. As a matter of course, we have been playing since we were young, and we are getting married as we are. After carrying two bags of rice noodles, I brought her back to my house, and she didn't dislike me for anything, but I held a sigh of relief in my heart, thinking that what other people have, my family should also have.

I went out to make a hairpin for her that day. When I saw the Taoist priest fall into the water, I went to save him...

He knelt down, looked at the old man, and said with a half cry and a smile:

Still remember me?

He didn't hold out any hope, but the old man who didn't even remember the village looked at the weeping skinny man, but stretched out his hand naturally, and asked, Are you back?

Wu Liu's body trembled, tears couldn't stop flowing down.

He seemed to finally let go of the most worrying and frightening things, sat down on the ground, grinned and said:

I'm back.

He sat with the old lady, and seemed to want to bask in the sun for a while as he said before, but today the weather was too gloomy. He leaned his head against the old willow tree, looked at Wei Yuan, and murmured:

I really want to bask in the sun again...

Wei Yuan raised his head and looked at the sky, the evil spirit hangs down, refusing to dissipate, he suddenly remembered the vastness and magnificence of the celestial girl controlling the storm before, his heart moved slightly, Wei Yuan held his palm like a knife, and slashed towards the evil spirit.

Relying on the previous experience of manipulating evil spirits, the remaining evil spirits were immediately stirred up.

In fact, he just crushed the evil spirit on the ground.

But the evil spirit connects with the wind in the sky, and the wind pulls the clouds, and everything in the world is connected, so the wind suddenly blows up in this place, and the wind suddenly swirls upwards, and the extremely low cloud immediately swirls backwards, and then slowly collapses in the sky Fragmented, pale golden, the warm sunlight that Huangquan could never see fell down.

Everyone was just surprised by the sudden change in the sky, and muttered that the weather is really God's face, and it changes as soon as it says, and they don't take it to heart, but Wei Yuan felt that the mana that had finally recovered was empty in an instant, and almost fell down. After finally recovering his breath, he saw Shen Jifeng staring at himself with wide-eyed eyes.

Wei Yuan remembered Shen Jifeng's expertise in finding the weak point of Huangquan, and knew that he couldn't hide it.

He could only lift his index finger, put it against his lips, and shush with a smile.

Shen Jifeng seemed to know some great secret.

He covered his lips with his hands, widened his eyes, and nodded heavily.

The sun, representing the yang energy of heaven and earth, fell and shone on Wu Liu's body. He was already a ghoul. He felt that his part as a ghost was dispelled, and the scorching pain emerged, as if it was about to disappear, but he squinted his eyes. , smiling as if enjoying it.

He carefully reached into his arms and took out something, which was a small package.

The gray cloth inside the package was wrapped with a rough hairpin.

Wu Liu gently put the hairpin in his wife's hand, waiting for his own ashes to disappear, but it was only a sting, and this sting was also slowly disappearing. Instead, there was warmth and warmth from the sun, and his body became weak and weak. With severe pain, he opened his eyes, already covered with white hair.

On the palm, there is a breath of fresh air.

Wu Liu's eyes widened and he raised his head abruptly.

But he only saw Wei Yuan's back.

I don't know where it started, and it goes deeper and deeper.

Obsession becomes a demon, and one thought becomes a Buddha.

Do you still remember me...

I have traveled a long way, through thousands of mountains and rivers, through life and death, before returning here.

see you.

Wei Yuan stopped and looked at the heavenly girl hidden in the mountains ahead: Thank you for helping Wu Liu.

This matter is over.

I don't know girl, where do you want to go?

PS: 4,000-word chapter~