Museum of Demons

　　Vehicles from the Special Operations Group moved quickly on the road.

Wei Yuan held the child in the car and described the things on the mountain in brief and calm language as much as possible, including how he found Dong Yu's trace, how to chase him over, and missed a step. Dong Yu has completed his revenge, and the three of Liu Chao died. There was no whole body, and then he found out the information from Liu Chao.

　　 As for the appearance of the old Taoist priest, the latter had instructed him before going down the mountain, so it was not mentioned.

　　 The atmosphere in the car is getting more and more serious.

　　 Song Huaihua closed his eyes and recited the Taoist scriptures, his face was compassionate.

　　 Xuan lowered his head and said nothing.

　　 My fingers are tightly clenched.

Zhou Yi had already put out the cigarette long ago, feeling depressed, and wanted to smoke another one. Because there was a child, she took her hand back and said, "So, Liu Chao is a personal trafficker, and that person on the mountain is also an accomplice of a trader? "

　　 Wei Yuan nodded.

　　 Zhou Yi fell silent, her tone turned cold, and said:

　　 "This matter, we will take care of it."

Wei Yuan looked at the child in her arms. She was still very young. She felt that she was already a lot. Now she was groggy and fell asleep. The little hand held Wei Yuan's sleeves. Wei Yuan's voice paused and said, "Yes. With her...I will take care of this child for a few days. After that, please return this child to Dong Yu's parents."

　　 "In addition, the history of this child and Dong Yu's experience, she hopes that you can keep a secret, this is her last wish."

　　 Zhou Yi solemnly nodded: "No problem."

　　…………

　　 No words all the way.

　　 After Zhou Yi and the three sent Wei Yuan back to the museum, they hurried back to the police station with the information.

　　It is conceivable that Quanshi, and even the entire Jiangnan police will make huge moves in the future.

　　 But it has nothing to do with Wei Yuan.

After that, my life is on the right track. I will take care of my children for the time being, then draw symbols, practice swords, meditate and breathe, and watch museums. Although I don’t want to get involved in these things, sometimes things can’t be avoided after all. , Wei Yuan had no choice but to make some preparations.

　　 Three days later, the child was taken away by Zhou Yi.

After 　　, they will find a suitable reason and arrange to send her back to Dong's house.

　　 Her identity will be Dong Yu and the child of a man who came from an orphanage, but the couple suffered misfortune.

　　 Dong's couple will be the only blood relatives of this child.

　　 And on the day the child was taken away, Wei Yuan carried his black umbrella and went out.

　　…………

　　 Willow City.

　　 Wei Yuan walked out of the high-speed rail station and hit a car.

　　 Then he reported the address familiarly, and the taxi master who spoke the local dialect sent Wei Yuan to his destination while chattering.

Garden District.

　　 Wei Yuan looked around and walked skillfully to the ninth floor of Unit Three, and then rang the doorbell of the door on the left.

　　 "Who..."

　　 "Hello Auntie, I am Dong Yu's friend, come and see your second elder..."

Squeak, the anti-theft door opened from the inside, and a somewhat old face appeared. He should have been about fifty years old, but his white hair could not hide it. It looked like more than sixty, just because there were guests visiting. , Who is still a friend of her daughter, is a little more energetic and looks a little more energetic.

　　 "Old Dong, Old Dong, there are guests here."

　　 looked up and down Xia Wei Yuan, she shouted inside, then stepped back to let Wei Yuan in, and greeted:

　　 "Come in and sit, come in and sit."

　　 Wei Yuan glanced at Dong Yu, who had already shed tears next to him, thanked him, and walked in.

　　 Dong Yu's father also walked out of the back room.

It looks a bit aging, but the hair is still neatly combed, meticulous, and a little serious. Wei Yuan put the fruit he brought on the table. Dong Yu's father did not believe what Wei Yuan said, but Dong Yu was next to him. After some questions and answers, it was naturally not leaking. He slowly believed that this was indeed his daughter's friend, and his expression eased.

　　 Dong Mu picked up the teapot and found that it was empty, saying:

　　 "Ahhhhhhhh, look at it. I've been chatting, but I haven't got any tea. I'll get some water."

　　 Wei Yuan stood up and said, "I'll go, auntie."

　　 The water dispenser is just around the corner of the living room.

When Wei Yuan was holding three cups and pouring water, Dong Yu’s soul was beside him. According to Wei Yuan’s words, one cup was filled with snow flakes tea, one cup was scooped with a spoonful of honey, and his own cup was Baishui, carry it back.

　　 Dong Tongwen was holding the teacup, and finally couldn't help but ask, and said:

　　 "Xiaowei, you are Ayu's friend. Have you been in contact with her recently?"

　　 Wei Yuan shook his head and said, "No."

　　 "But she, she is a very good person and deserves to have a very good life."

Dong Tongwen still has a regretful look on his face. He habitually wraps his palms around the quilt and smells the fragrance of tea. The look on Dong’s mother’s face is heavier, and he uses the action of drinking water to cover up the loss and almost flowing out of his face. Tears, and then slightly stunned.

　　 is honey water. When my daughter is here, she always makes it for her to drink.

　　 The water temperature is also the kind she is used to.

　　 It's like, as if Ayu washed her personally.

　　 She was in a daze while holding the cup.

　　 Wei Yuan raised his eyes slightly and looked at Dong Yu who was sitting on the opposite sofa.

　　 Is there anything else you want to ask?

Dong Yu wiped his tears and looked at his parents who were far older than he thought. He opened his mouth and said a thousand words, but only said: "Dad, Mom, I miss you so much. Later, there may be no way to see you..."

　　 Wei Yuan held the water glass, looked at the Dong family and his wife, and said:

　　 "Uncle and Auntie, Ayu, no matter where she is, she will definitely think of you all the same."

　　 "I also hope you can be healthy."

Dong Tongwen sighed and said: "We also hope that she will be well, alas, we are all years old, we hope that she will live a better life, don't be wronged, besides, my body is not bad enough to worry her. time."

　　 Dong Yu choked and said, "Also, your waist was injured in the first place, so you are still brave."

　　 "Mom, you have to take care of him, don't tell him to drink too much..."

　　 Wei Yuan changed his tone and passed Dong Yu's words to the two old men.

　　The old man then replied, with a look on his face or thanks, or astonishment that Wei Yuan knew these things.

　　 Dong Yu kept talking about those things that he wanted to tell his parents a long time ago, but were late in the end.

　　 Wei Yuan conveyed.

　　 Wei Yuan slowly had an illusion.

Although he was talking and talking with the two old people, he was just a bystander. He was sitting here, a passer-by, quietly watching the family of three he hadn’t seen for a long time. His daughter cared. The old man, because of the old man's stubbornness, was a bit complaining, and the old man refused to accept the old, making the child a little anxious.

　　 He took a sip from the water glass and leaned back a little on the sofa.

　　 looked quiet, ‘watching’ this scene.

　　 The wall clock hung on the wall rang Dangdang, and the conversation stopped.

　　 It's already past six o'clock in the afternoon.

　　The conversation seems to be still unfinished.

Both Dong Tongwen and his wife have a strange feeling. They are not the kind of personality that would be so enthusiastic about the people they met for the first time, but today I don’t know why, there is always a feeling of wanting to say more, and it’s also for the young man in front of me. There is no sense of strangeness, just like people who have known each other for a long time.

　　 Dong Tongwen stood up and said:

　　 "It's so late, Xiaowei, don't leave at all. Have a casual meal here today."

　　 Wei Yuan smiled and said, "That's OK."

"I've heard from Ayu a long time ago that the craftsmanship of my uncles and aunts is superb. Fried pork with green onions, braised prawns in oil, hand-made dumplings, and sesame sauce noodles. I have heard her say many times. I have been greedy for a long time. Today It's a rare one, it must be enjoyable."

　　 Dong Tongwen rarely smiled: "Like Ayu, greedy."

　　 Wei Yuan, or Dong Yu, went shopping with his parents.

　　 Wei Yuan helped to make some moves.

　　 Dong Yu sat on the sofa, staring at the three busy people over there.

Finally, there was a table full of dishes, three people, but four sets of dishes. Dong Tongwen habitually placed an extra set of dishes in front of the braised prawns. Then he froze, rubbed his eyes, and said softly: "Get used to it, Ayu likes this dish the most..."

　　 "Remove this bowl of chopsticks."

　　 Wei Yuan shook his head and said with a smile: "It's okay to leave it."

"Ok."

　　 The three of them were seated, and Dong Yu was also sitting in front of the pair of chopsticks.

　　 A meal, eating and talking, just like every ordinary day in the past.

After eating, Wei Yuan got up and said goodbye. He just smiled and packed a portion of each dish. The Dong family and his wife took him to the door before they went to clean up the dishes on the table. Dong Yu stood at the door and wiped vigorously. Drying her tears, she turned around and smiled brightly at her parents, and waved:

　　 "Dad, Mom, I'm leaving now."

　　 The Dong family and his wife did not respond, they were still packing their things and talking softly.

　　 The mortal fetus of the flesh, unless entangled with the gods, will not see ghosts or hear ghosts.

　　 Dong Yu's eyes were red, and he turned and left.

　　 Dong's mother who was packing up the dishes in the house raised her head and looked at the door:

　　 "Old Dong, did you hear your daughter's voice just now?"

　　 Dong Tongwen paused, then said:

　　 "Maybe it's an auditory hallucination again."

　　 "We are all getting old too."

Wei Yuan leaned against the security door and looked at Dong Yu, who appeared next to him, whose grievances and obsessions had almost disappeared. He raised his hand to take away her soul with a ghostly technique. He glanced at the Dong's house and lifted the black he placed next to him. Umbrella, turned and walked away, UU Reading www.uukānshu.com handed the black umbrella lightly on the steps.

　　 A mortal body, no ghosts, no ghosts.

　　Ran, if you love it...

　　…………

　　 Wei Yuan bought a large insulated lunch box and put the food in it.

Then I took the last high-speed train and returned to the museum in Quan City. Then I put these warm meals on the table one by one, dipped in blood as a charm, made three mountain fingers, and whispered: "Leng Leng Gan Lu Food, food, taste, food is boundless, Qian and Liu Qizhen, why are they hindered by this method of eating, ascending to heaven and ascending to the purple, with high morale, and providing food makes pure..."

　　 Taomen nectar method food curse.

　　 Ghosts and spirits can only eat blessed food.

　　 Wei Yuan sat down.

　　 Dong Yu, who had almost dissipated his grievance, sat in front of him, his appearance as if he had been alive.

　　 She ate several braised prawns and other dishes, rubbed her eyes, and laughed softly:

　　 "Sure enough, the oil is still so heavy. You can't find such a dish anymore in Jiangnan Province. The dumplings are made of pork and celery, so good..."

　　 "The owner, the food in our house is actually pretty average, right?"

　　 "But, for me, there is nothing better than these..."

"The most important thing about the sesame sauce noodles is the sesame sauce, and then the peppercorn oil. After the peppercorns are fried, you will need to add a handful of dried shrimps and soy sauce. Mix a large bowl of the cooked noodles. Put it, add some shredded cucumber and chopped peanuts, and mix it for a while. It sounds really good..."

　　 Wei Yuan listened to her, then picked up the tea cup and drank tea with his neck slightly raised.

　　 The woman's voice became more and more elusive, and finally could not be heard.

　　 With a slight sound, the chopsticks fell on the table.

　　 Wei Yuan slowly put the tea cup down.

　　 There is no one on the other side.