Museum of Demons

　　 The vision soon disappeared.

　　 Wei Yuan came back to his senses, clutching his fingers, hesitatingly looked at the things on the table.

　　 That waist card lay there quietly, exactly the same as before.

But the original white paper actually appeared in real words, and the pair of red embroidered shoes with gold on the red bottom, which looked like a faint glow, quite strange and strange, and the burning sensation from Wei Yuan’s fingers had not yet dissipated. Going down, there were bursts of tingling pain, telling him that what had just happened was not his own imagination.

　　 So, this waist card is the identity certificate of Dahan Si Li Xiaowei. Now that I have this token, I have to catch the red embroidered shoes? Huh, ghost hunter?

　　 There is a weirdness in this matter everywhere.

Since he was a little courageous, he reached out and grabbed the waist card and turned it over to look at it. There was nothing unusual. When he touched the white paper, there would be no tingling feeling. Wei Yuan frowned, his eyes falling on the side. on the computer.

　　…………

　　 after a moment.

Wei Yuan tapped his finger on the keyboard, and the searcher would display the record about Lieutenant Si Li. He stared at the text on it without blinking. Next to him was the weird Crouching Tiger's waist card, and that A piece of white paper with many more words.

　　 "Sili Xiaowei, formerly known as Crouching Tiger."

　　 was a military attaché in ancient China.

　　The post is in the Dianjingshi, the external counties, and everything is correct.

　　 No respect or inferiority.

　　 Enter the palace, open the middle way and call the messenger, every meeting, last come first.

　　 After reading the information, Wei Yuan closed his eyes.

Apart from other things, when you enter the palace, you will come first. The high position is true, but it is only the ancient inspector, and it is written on this white paper, to picket the witchcraft matter, and kill the monsters. Can't catch up.

　　 Unless they supervise not only people, but also goblins and ghosts in various states and counties.

　　 hit the keyboard to turn the pages of the information and keep reading.

　　 is the list.

　　 There was the Han Dynasty, and the last few Sili Xiaowei.

　　 First Zhang Fei, after Zhang Fei died, Zhuge.

　　 Cao Cao also held the post of Sili Xiaowei.

　　 To say that these few can kill demons and demons, Wei Yuan feels that it is not that difficult to accept.

He looked at the quiet waist card, and then typed the word red embroidered shoes on the browser and started searching, but there was no useful news, except for the specious ghost stories in the post bar, which were a few hot sellers on the homepage of a certain treasure. The soft shoes with red embroidered gold and gold look antique and very ancient.

　　 Just as he was about to shut down, he glanced at a post in the post bar and opened it casually.

[A life case occurred in the Fuchun District of Quan City, and it was a young girl who died. Alas, I don’t know who did it. The big guys in the city should be careful. Maybe it’s a perverted murderer. Little girl night Don't go out, lock the door even if you are alone at home! ! 】

　　 Fuchun Community?

　　 Isn’t that the next door?

Wei Yuan paused in his actions, slid down the webpage and continued to read, clicked on the post, and saw a photo that was a bit vague, it should be a sneak shot, a woman was covered with a white cloth, and only her thick black hair could be seen. It seems to have just washed, and dripping water, a pair of **** three-inch golden lotus red embroidered shoes on his feet.

　　 It is no wonder that it is abnormal to let modern people wear the ancient three-inch golden lotus dregs.

　　 "It's a pity, so young."

Wei Yuan sighed in his heart, focusing on the red embroidered shoes with gold on the red bottom. He only felt strange and strange, but also revealed an indescribable romantic beauty. An inexplicable sense of familiarity emerged. Wei Yuan turned his head to look. , It was exactly the same as the red embroidered shoes on the white paper. There was no difference in the details. He was open subconsciously, but looked lonely. The photo has been deleted by the administrator.

　　 But he was able to confirm that the embroidered shoes on the feet of the deceased just now were exactly the same as the ones painted on the white paper.

　　 Recalling the post just now, and after hearing the police car whistle, the waist plate reacted. It was obvious that the red embroidered shoes had been taken away, and Wei Yuan's heart was somewhat settled, without the surprise and faint fear just now.

　　 This is the natural trust of people living in modern China in the police.

　　 The pair of shoes has been taken away by the police. He can't get them and arrest them. Moreover, even if they are not taken away, he does not intend to arrest the red embroidered shoes according to the words on the white paper.

　　 is to have a few strengths in your hands, and you can say whether to eat or not to eat or not.

　　 Not to mention that he didn't have much energy yet. He was so stupid to find the red embroidered shoe ghost. Didn't he go to the bathroom with a lantern, just to find death? How much appetite he has to eat and how much food is not such a way to find death.

　　 "Can't afford to offend, can afford to hide."

Wei Yuan murmured twice, then closed the webpage, opened the recruitment website and continued to send resumes, failed the postgraduate entrance examination, and missed the recruitment period. Now there are not many companies recruiting, not to mention the small area of ​​Quan City, and it is not very developed. , And there are not many important people. I looked around and sent a few emails.

　　 Then continue to clean up the small house.

　　 It was night after finishing his busy work. Wei Yuan soaked a bowl of noodles and ate it, and lay on the bed.

　　 After a day of tiredness, carrying luggage and cleaning the house, the exhausted Wei Yuan soon fell asleep.

The so-called arrest warrant of the Crouching Tiger's waist card, he did not intend to go to the muddy water at all, but there was a murder in the neighbouring community, and there may be ghosts. Thinking of it, there are still hairs in the snack. Seeing this thing can discriminate ghosts, in my heart With the plan to use this Crouching Tiger waist card as a talisman, he put it on the bedside table.

　　 Wei Yuan fell asleep soon, and had a dream in a daze.

　　……

　　He is in a strange place.

　　 is a three-story wooden building with red satin hanging on the upper floor.

It was foggy and white mist covered the building, and there was still a faintly clear voice. It was singing, female voices, horns, singing very well, it seemed...there were rivers, creeks, and the sounds of water infiltrating the surroundings. In the mist, it's near for a while, and far away for a while.

　　 Wei Yuan walked forward uncontrollably in the mist.

　　 walked to a courtyard.

The road that came when I came was gone, and there were four three-story wooden buildings surrounding a square yard. The red silk that was originally covered with satin turned white sometime, floating in the fog. , Shaking out a crashing sound.

　　 In the middle is an old locust tree with a crooked neck, which is dead, and the branches and branches are covered with white silk.

　　 Under the tree is a well, a square stone well.

　　 The sound of water flow came out from inside.

　　 A woman sits by the well, looking down at Wei Yuan, with a pair of three-inch soft shoes with red soles and gold under her feet.

　　 Wei Yuan walked forward uncontrollably. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 Between him and the woman, the sound of water became clearer and clearer in the square wells separated by them.

　　 suddenly.

In Wei Yuan's ears, a low and angry tiger roar exploded violently, making him dizzy and grunting, and the whole world was cracked. Wei Yuan felt his body sank and fell sharply. In the end he was dressed in red. The woman in the shoes screamed, her pale face and her jet-black eyes were not white.

　　 "Hmm... what time is it?"

In the house in Quan City, Wei Yuan opened his eyes in a daze and yawned.

A mortal child with naked eyes, can't see ghosts, and can't remember ghost dreams. He doesn't remember the things in the dream just now. He just didn't know why he suddenly woke up. He took out his phone under the pillow and looked at it. It is early morning. Three o'clock.

　　 In the ancient times, the yin qi was in full force, and it was about to decline, and the yang qi was about to rise, alternating day and night.

　　 is also when the Yin Qi is extremely high.

There was a dog barking outside, and the night cat howling like a baby crying, Wei Yuan yawned, got up and poured a glass of warm water, feeling that the ground seemed a bit wet, as if he had overturned a water glass, lying down quietly on the bedside table. Ge You lay on the bed, leaning on the pillow, and habitually swiping the phone, only this kind of light reflected on his face.

　　 "Ding Dong, you have a new mail."

　　 Wei Yuan is slightly surprised, this time I reply to the email?

　　 Click to open the mail.

　　 is the application notice, five thousand in January, take care of food and stay, the destination is...

He opened the photo attached to the email and painted the old-fashioned window sill with green paint. Because of the wind and sun, the patent leather peeled off. Many shelves can be seen behind the window. Crying like laughing.

　　 "Folk Custom Museum..."