Museum of Demons

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"General Qi Jiguang?"

Now this era has developed directly from Daming, and he has great respect for this famous general in history. Fang Feng saw everyone in astonishment, took a sip of beer, and muttered: "But, in fact, with General Qi The relationship is not that big, of course there is a relationship."

He fumbled around for a long time before he found an ancient style key and opened the door.

Opening the door, a burst of dust rose.

Fang Feng nibbled the dirt.

"Bah, baah."

After walking in, everyone could see that the arm was incredibly well-carved, and the skin texture of the palm was almost the same as that of a human. Wei Yuan was watching the pen, reaching out and touching it to outline the true spirit, before his eyes As if seeing a middle-aged man, his eyes glared.

It's just not writing things, but throwing them with a pen.

Murderous awe-inspiring, and there is a breath of awe-inspiring aura that ordinary people can't match.

Immediately, Wei Yuan saw a tall, masked man pierced through the throat with a pen and fell dead directly.

The middle-aged man picked up the pen and suddenly smiled to himself:

"After the ink dries, the pen is sharp and can kill thieves."

After the tip of the pen was moistened, he dipped the blood directly on the white paper on the table. From the picture contained in this pen, Wei Yuan saw a sharp character at the beginning of the article, martial arts martial arts, dipped in blood as ink, which was quite killing. , There is another composition, and the picture disappears. Obviously, this is the reason why this pen contains a true spirit.

Others didn't notice Wei Yuan's change in an instant.

Fang Feng was still there, remembering, and slowly said, "This arm and this pen are all things of a scholar...As for the relationship with General Qi, in fact, General Qi was not invincible when he was in his twenties. He also grew up slowly."

Yuanjue said: "The donor is saying that this scholar is related to General Qi?"

"Is it an assistant?"

The honest man shook his head and said, "It's the teacher."

"He created the Mandarin Duck array, called Tang Shunzhi."

"If I have to say it, this gentleman wrote six books. Among them, the "Wu" was passed to General Qi. He lived in seclusion for 16 years and has been studying things. It seems to be astronomy, music law, and geography. The art of war is powerful in everything. I wanted to die in a secluded place all my life, but later in order to resist the Japanese, I lost my reputation for a lifetime."

"Why?"

"Because he took the path of the traitor Yan Song and became an official."

"My friend persuaded him to go out at this time. If he succeeded in fighting against the Japanese, he carried the name of being prosperous and wealthy to the traitorous officials. If he lost, he would definitely be pushed out to the pot, but he went out to fight against the Japanese. Anyway, my ancestors uploaded it. The statement."

"After he was born, he turned the tide of the battle directly, and the Japanese pirates were the opponents of such characters and were hammered."

Zhang Hao is not very familiar with this history, and said: "Then why is his name ruined?"

Fang Feng shrugged his shoulders and said, "Because he is dead."

"At that time, he was indispensable for this seashore, and he led the army to fight, and patrolled everywhere, and finally became sick and tired. At the age of fifty-four, he died on a ship during the war against the Japanese. When he was dying, he left his last words, saying There are only three thoughts in this life. Either die on the battlefield, or unfortunately fall into the hands of Japanese pirates, to be loyal to China; or die on the ship."

"After his death, the adults in the court ridiculed him, saying,'Then they can't think of themselves, forget what they are, and want to use martial arts to see themselves, try their best, and laugh at the world'. I have heard a lot about this. This sentence will be memorized again, probably, that is to say, if a good scholar does not study, why go to the battlefield? Exhausted?"

"This sentence was written by Master Zhang Juzheng."

"At that time those big people in Daming really didn't mean anything..."

Zhang Hao and the others were a little blocked. They died for the country and the people. In the end, they had to be ridiculed by the people in the court. Fang Feng burped a drink, pointed to the jade arm, and said:

"I don't know who caused the trouble for this Lord Tang Shunzhi. After he died, someone pretended to visit, and he took the opportunity to cut off both Tang Gong's head and arms."

"In the end, I couldn't, so I found my ancestor and carved a jade arm for him."

"Someone cast him a head out of gold and iron, and then he was buried."

"At that time, I carved a pair of arms, and the other arm is left here. The remuneration was the pen of the "Pen Throwing Assassin" when Duke Tang was young. Alas, it's a pity that my ancestors’ craftsmanship of carving jade came to me. One generation is not left at all."

Jadesmith...

Wei Yuan retracted his gaze from the pen and looked at the arm. His technique of engraving jade comes from the experience of engraving the jade books of the mountains and seas during the Shanhai period, but even he can see the jade engraving. The jade craftsman is quite powerful and lifelike, even if he uses Fangfeng's jade carving technique, it is nothing more than that.

As for the pen containing Tang Shun's true spirit.

He wanted something in his heart.

With the connection between this pen and the Qi family army, it is also a very good gift to go back and give it to the soul of war.

In the picture contained in this pen, there is also the "Wu" once presented to Qi Jiguang, which should be of great value to the battle spirit.

It's just that this is someone else's ancestor after all, so he can't ask for it.

Zhang Hao said: "The assassin... I'm afraid the Japanese pirates did it."

Fang Feng glanced at him and said weirdly:

"My ancestor recorded that the assassin was a Dantu accent."

Dantu is in Jiangnan Road.

Zhang Hao opened his mouth: "This..."

The fisherman next to him took a sip of alcohol and said nonchalantly, "I guess it’s the benefit of Tang Gong who acted. You see, the Japanese pirates were very serious at that time. If you are serious, you have to allocate money, right? Money."

"Tang Shunzhi beat the Japanese pirates back, and tried a way to open the sea ban. This group of people is definitely not happy."

The fishermen over there carefully told stories about their brains.

Wei Yuan's attention fell on the things next to him. There was a box there. The box opened slightly. Inside was a broken hosta. He said, "This hosta is also Duke Tang's?" He noticed Wei Yuan's gaze. At the time, Fang Feng's voice paused and said, "That...that belongs to my ancestors."

He scratched his head and said:

"My ancestor was just a jadesmith who had no money. Later, he committed a crime and ran to take refuge on this island."

"Later, when I went to sea, I saved a lady."

"Who can think that the young lady was so stupid that she wanted to take my ancestor to leave here. Of course, my ancestor did not want to. Later, the lady lived on the island directly. Anyway, they finally became this hosta. , It was carved by my ancestors for the eldest lady, and it was broken later."

"My descendants don't know how to carve jade, so they can't handle it."

Wei Yuan looked at the simple but full-sculpted hosta, and said:

"If you want, I can fix it."

Everyone was startled and looked at Wei Yuan with suspicious eyes.

Master Weiguan, don’t you make a sword?

Do you still repair jade?

Shouldn't you only know how to split jade in half with a sword?

Wei Yuan felt that he had been offended, and the corners of his mouth twitched without changing his expression:

"...I am a museum owner."

"It's normal to be able to carve jade a little bit."

Everyone was stunned.

He looked at Fang Feng and explained: "This hosta has been broken, and this cannot be changed, but silver or gold can be used to make a carved decoration, and the broken part can be repaired so that the hosta can be connected. How about?"

Fang Feng hesitated and said, "...I may not be able to pay for this."

Wei Yuan shook his head and said, "No compensation is required."

"This hosta is very delicate, and the technique of carving jade is also very delicate."

"I also want to watch and learn techniques."

He smiled and said frankly:

"I also want to carve a hosta for someone, because I'm afraid that the craftsmanship is too bad and I can't get it."

"So I want to learn it secretly."

Fang Feng suddenly waved his hand and smiled: "Just look at it, as for this..."

"This old thing is not worth money, it's not worth repairing."

Wei Yuan opened the box, looked at the hosta, and replied, "It's not worthless."

"These antiquities all carry the experiences and feelings of previous people."

"It can't be measured by money."

He stared at the hosta, gently stroked the lines on it with his fingers, felt the scratches, and felt his heart suddenly.

Um... so it was.

Compared with Fangfeng's jade carving technique, it is more delicate.

For Jue, use Kunlun white jade.

She prefers plum blossoms.

Then the plum blossom relief, with hairpins as branches, carved two large plums and 14 ordinary plums, different sizes, still looks simple and simple, only when you get close can you see your mind.

……………

Wei Yuan thought about the hairpin while waiting for Xiang Hongbao and Feng Siyu.

After this guy came back, he planned to start exploring the magic circle again, and then summon Wuzhiqi.

Everyone returned to the room. Although Wei Yuan was a little moved by the pen containing the true spirit of Qi Jiguang’s teacher Tang Shunzhi, he still didn’t ask for it. Zhang Hao drank a sip of tea and looked at Wei Yuan curiously. He came over and coughed and asked. Said: "Master Wei Guan, I have one thing, I don't know if I should speak."

Wei Yuan raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said, "If you don't know if you should ask, then don't ask."

Zhang Hao blocked it.

Without changing his face, he said: "Who is your hosta going to give to?"

"Who is it?"

The eyes of the elite executive officers of the special operations team were shining with gossip.

A female figure flashed in front of her eyes. It should be impossible for Yu Ji. The Master Wei Guan looked at a serious one, it is impossible to have the hobbies of Prime Minister Cao; who is the predecessor of the goddess? Or is it the nine-tailed fox, or the Qingqiu Hu family? Or the one from Qingqiu Su's family?

Or do you want it all? !

Carve several hosta in one go, one for each?

Scream—

The Master of the Guardian is so horrible.

Wei Yuan twitched his mouth and replied, "Which one..."

He said: "It was always only her."

Oh huh? !

Yuanjue's pinna moved.

He was a little curious as to who prevented his great wish to live the Weiguan master into Buddhism.

Zhang Hao's eyes lit up slightly, and he was very interested in this question.

Wei Yuan said, "It has always been her from beginning to end."

"It was her when she was young, she is still her when she is older, and she is still her now."

"Do you want to know who she is?"

Zhang Hao nodded.

Then I saw that the corner of the Weiguan master's mouth was slightly raised, and he smiled and nodded:

"you guess?"

"..."

? ? !

The smile on Zhang Hao's face solidified.

Yuanjue sighed secretly.

I felt my meditation heart swayed.

After hooking up people's curiosity and gossip mind, he ruthlessly kicked this curiosity to death in the most joking way, a breath of air stuck in my heart and couldn't get out or go down, the master of the museum at this time The performance is really a bit...some unspeakable taste.

Zhang Hao almost suffocated to death without coming out.

Wei Yuan sighed in his heart, this is really refreshing.

He wrote lightly: "Sit down."

"The two of them should be back soon."

Zhang Hao slowed down for a while, then suddenly realized a little.

When the Master Wei Guan just spoke, he seemed to be serious.

But before he could ask, Feng Siyu and Xiang Hongbao hurried back in less than five minutes.

Feng Siyu still looked the same, except that what he was holding had changed from a small packet of melon seeds to a small portion of buttered popcorn. The small satchel was still flat, but no one knew how many delicious things were in it.

But Xiang Hongbao is different.

His face was pale, and there was obviously a sense of horror. The palms trembled uncontrollably because of fear. The most important thing was that Xiang Hongbao was entangled with a very obvious chaotic aura, and the expressions of everyone present changed slightly.

Wei Yuan raised his hand and pressed it on Xiang Hongbao's shoulder. He checked the latter's physical condition with his qi, and confirmed that he was only frightened twice. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "What happened?"

Xiang Hongbao let out a sigh and recounted his own experience just now.

It just hides the fact that the girl next to her is actually an angel.

When he finished speaking, the expressions of Wei Yuan, Yuan Jue, Zhang Hao, and Ji Kangle changed slightly.

The ground that collapsed suddenly.

The bottomless huge pothole, and the chaotic aura.

has a problem!

Several people asked Fang Feng and the other villagers to close the doors and windows, do not go out no matter what they heard, and hurried to the place where Xiang Hongbao was in danger. When they went, the pothole had become even bigger. At this moment The radius has exceeded fifty meters.

Obviously it was the sultry heat of autumn, but at this moment, there was a gloomy smell near the pothole.

Feng Siyu added: "This place turned out to be smaller."

"I put a spell here, so the hole can last a little longer."

"But it won't be long."

Wei Yuan's expression remained unchanged, and his left hand was slightly bent with five fingers.

An aura wave covers the entire island, especially the places where the dwellings are located.

This is the formation that the yellow turban warriors have just completed.

In order not to affect ordinary people.

Everyone was startled, and they felt relieved in their hearts. Ji Kangle felt deep enough in particular. The master of the guard, who looked young, had an impeccable manner of acting, and was quite old. I don't know when, he has already set up a formation.

Could it be that he also did a job like him?

At this time, Wei Yuan's right hand gently drew a talisman in the void.

With his fingers tapped, the Fu Lu shattered instantly.

Seventy-two methods of earth evil, exorcising the gods.

After almost a few short breaths, a second consciousness appeared in Wei Yuan's mind. It was feedback from Wu Zhiqi, which put him in a state of being half asleep and half awake in the strict sense, able to interact with There is no support to communicate.

Wei Yuan asked in his heart: "Do you feel the breath of Gonggong in this place?"

Wu Zhiqi's voice was a little solemn, and said:

"It can't be Him, but the moisture in this place is indeed a bit weird."

"Go down and take a look."

"Good."

Wei Yuan looked at the few people beside him with solemn expressions, and said:

"You wait here, I'll go down and take a look."

Yuanjue said slowly: "Together with the poor monks."

Wei Yuan stretched out his hand to stop him, and said, "Yuanjue, you should still be here."

"After a while, if there is any danger, I can only rely on you outside."

Yuanjue hesitated, nodded, took a step back, and said:

"Then, Master Wei Guan, pay attention to your safety."

"Leave this place to the poor monk."

"Good."

Wei Yuan nodded and looked at the huge hole that couldn't be seen at the bottom. He stepped out of it in one step and fell directly into it. The aura was entangled, and he controlled the wind. When I see the bottom, I can only feel that the cold is getting heavier and wetter.

With a soft sound, Wei Yuan's feet felt the ground.

There is no direct access to the East China Sea at the bottom of the pit, and there is a huge cave below.

Wei Yuan's brows were frowned, and his body's vitality opened. With his own water control technique, he could easily control the surging water vapor. The charm of his eyes was hidden, and the darkness saw things. While he was on guard, he looked left and right, and his heart was Thinking, Zhu Jiuyin said, with Feng Siyu, there will be a little surprise...

If there was no Feng Siyu, Xiang Hongbao would have been swallowed directly.

The entrance of the cave will also disappear, and they may not be able to find this place at all.

In other words, is the surprise in Zhujiu Yin's mouth here?

What's here?

Wei Yuan scanned the surroundings with his eyes and looked farther away. He suddenly noticed a change in water vapor. As he approached the past, his pupils contracted slightly, and he saw men and women with blond hair in this underground cave, but now they are all already. Turned into a corpse.

Wei Yuan squatted down and pressed his fingers on the bodies of these people. Preliminary judgment was that these were indeed the group of people missing in the East China Sea, and thoughts surged in his heart.

Was it thrown here after being killed?

Or do they mean that after sneaking ashore, like Xiang Hongbao, they fell into a pothole?

Wei Yuan turned over a man and saw sharp bite marks on his neck.

I was finally relieved.

It doesn't seem to be a joint effort.

That's great, you don't have to run into that great **** who has a good temper among the gods of mountains and seas.

Other gods are the floods of the whole gods.

This one got it out by himself.

At this moment, Wei Yuan was silent and a pair of cold eyes appeared behind Wei Yuan. Then, in the shadows, he slowly opened a huge mouth, revealing teeth like a knife, and locked Wei Yuan, with fierce eyes in those eyes. A ferocious and tyrannical air machine flashed across the ground, and then bit down sharply.

A fierce and savage force did not explode until this moment.

Obviously a dedicated predator.

But this perfect and spicy one failed to hit the target.

A palm is pressed on the top of its head.

The squatting Wei Yuan didn’t know when he would disperse, and there was another Wei Yuan standing next to him. Although the blindfold method is not a small thing on the table in the unsupported mouth, it is indeed useful in many occasions. Yes, the giant beast looked like a snake, and it screamed and attacked, swinging its tail and smashing it down.

Wei Yuan's left eye turned golden.

Five fingers move slightly.

Boom!

With just a little effort, he pressed the giant sea snake to the ground. The latter's tyranny instantly turned into a mournful cry. Wei Yuan stared at the giant snake and frowned slightly. Could it be that this thing matched the sudden appearance The huge crater has all the angels overcast?

Under the blessing of the Wuqi part of the power, this snake still has the power to struggle.

It's not weak, and it's not a problem to die these angels.

The giant snake's tail struck the ground heavily, and the sound was huge and shocking, which made people feel terrified. When Wei Yuan was about to take this thing up, the ground under his feet suddenly shook, his complexion changed, and he was about to vacate, and the ground under his feet instantly shattered. A wave of waves suddenly entangled Wei Yuan's legs.

Almost instantly, drag him into the bottom of the sea.

Enter the ocean in an instant.

Wei Yuan's eyes were obscured by the water.

And at the next moment, the surrounding sea water broke apart, surrounding Wei Yuan as if it were surrounding a king. The unsupported true spirit uttered a voice in Wei Yuan's heart, adding plainly:

"plus one."

The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched.

It's just Yushui, and he can do it himself.

When will this monkey blackmail?

Gan!

Don't learn well!

With slander in his heart, Wei Yuan did not entangle Wuzhiqi at this time. He focused his attention on the surrounding environment. Among the fish, he slowly sank down, raised his head to see the shadow of the island, and lowered his head. , Seeing that there is no light in the depths of the sea, it seems that there is some unknown terror hidden.

They fell to the bottom of the sea, their feet on the ground.

Wei Yuan's eyes moved slightly.

I didn't see it at all just above.

Now I came down to discover that there is actually a pavilion on the deep sea reef in front? !

There is a stone table on the pavilion.

Behind the table is a tall man.

Wei Yuan raised his hand and pressed the sword, acting as a precaution, but the golden left pupil shrank violently in an instant.

The next moment, a water force appeared instantly, entangled Wei Yuan, as if ten thousand water entangled him, and sent him to the front of the pavilion. The expression in Wei Yuan's eyes remained unchanged. He got close in an instant, with his five fingers slightly bent, he was about to press this brutal and direct move on the man's face.

The man raised his hand and pressed it on Wei Yuan’s shoulder. Wei Yuan only felt his eyes sway, his body swayed, and the Seventy-two Law of the Earth Shaman was instantly broken. When he recovered, he had fallen on the chair. This was the first time I saw an opponent who could directly suppress him easily, his face was slightly dark, and when he looked up, he saw the white head golden pupil's supportlessness.

The trace of Wuzhiqi's connection with him, the true spirit remaining in his soul, was directly shot out.

The man said plainly:

"sit down."

Wei Yuan said slowly: "Who are you?"

The tall man looked at him and said with a faint smile:

"Isn't you waiting, saying you want to drink with me?"

Drink together?

Wei Yuan was stunned. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Suddenly he thought of the words he and Wuzhiqi said at the same time when the Huai River was changed. They said to work together and drink together.

The heart beat hard.

Opening his mouth, Wei Yuan suddenly recalled Zhu Jiuyin's words in his mind.

‘Well, this time, you can bring the little guy from the feather clan with you, there should be a surprise...’

Surprise... joy? !

ps: Today's two in one... six thousand words, divided into three thousand words per chapter

It's hard to write...Some things are boring but must be written.

By the way, forcibly control your work and rest.