Museum of Demons

Being hit by a heavy armor-piercing projectile head-on, even the former big demon, after all, has been sealed for almost two thousand years. When the mountain temple is broken, it can't hold it. The colorful tiger's breath is not sure whether it is sighing or angry. His deep roar, slowly dissipating, those huge yellow-brown pupils lost their look.

　　 Seeing Shan Jun closing his eyes, Wei Yuan directly softened his legs and fell to the ground, panting violently.

　　 As soon as the hand holding the sword loosened, he couldn't hold it anymore and trembled slightly.

I looked down and saw that the wound I had just cut out with my own life had been healed. The corner of my mouth grinned and I laughed at myself. I felt like I didn't know what to say. The blessings of many talismans and Crouching Tigers directly exchanged for the early insights. , Plus the blood injection, that's it.

　　 has just been beaten fiercely, and now it seems that the harassment effect on Shanjun is far greater than the attack damage.

　　'S only role is to make the furious mountain-kun choose to use large-scale spells to solve him.

　　, coupled with being unfamiliar with modern weapons, just started talking.

　　 However, it was resolved after all...

　　 Wei Yuan closed his eyes.

　　 The Crouching Tiger token trembles, and an illusory dossier appears in front of his eyes, "Weird Forces and Random Gods, Five of Gods", in which the character representing the Bone Lady of Lanterns has been crossed out, and then it should be the mountain sitting on a high position...

　　 Wei Yuan's thoughts stagnated.

The golden red light appeared again on the screen, as if it was burning violently, but it was not the mountain monarch that was burning, but the respectful official behind the mountain monarch. The pair of feather wings slowly burned out, and then from the picture The top was marked off by bright red cinnabar.

　　Only Shan-kun and the pretty girl are left on the screen.

　　 Shadows hang down from the mountain temple, and the mountain above the screen looks like a smile but not a smile, becoming more and more real.

　　 Wei Yuan got cold behind him.

there is a problem…

Zhou Yi and the others were looking at the giant tiger in amazement, they saw Wei Yuan jump up abruptly, ran to the gorgeous tiger in three steps in two steps, pointed out a talisman with his right hand, and slammed on the tiger's head. , The remaining soul emerged.

　　 Supernatural powers, exorcism!

　　 Wei Yuan saw Shanjun’s vision experience.

　　 Tiger in the mountains, was made a god, and his cultivation became more advanced.

　　 Finally turned on the blood food, knowing that the flesh and blood is sweet, and finally out of control, recklessly.

　　 But these experiences always have a vague feeling.

　　 Wei Yuan tried his best to mobilize the few remaining mana, the talisman in his hand became clearer, and suddenly, with a crisp sound, a thin film seemed to be opened, and the memories and illusions in front of him suddenly became clear.

　　…………

　　 Jinyu birds in the mountains, Xiaoyao in the clouds.

　　 once saw the first emperor go on a tour.

After 　　, he became psychic in the year of Xiang Yu's death, traveled the world, and returned to a mountain.

　　 is used by the Lord and turned into an official.

　　 Happily in the world for hundreds of years, but after all it was suppressed and sealed, sleeping for so many years, and finally awakened.

　　…………

　　 In his field of vision is a majestic man in black clothes and armor.

　　 He invited himself over to drink.

　　 Rejoicing, unprecedented rejoicing.

　　 went to the banquet happily.

　　 The lord persuades wine again and again.

　　I was overjoyed. When I was half drunk, I told myself that he would die for the Lord, and he would be full of the ground.

　　 The lord laughed and said where is this, and poured himself wine again.

　　 drank it on his back.

But after drinking the wine, his consciousness suddenly became confused. Finally, the picture in front of Wei Yuan's eyes flickered, and his body fell unconscious. Seeing the mirror, there was an elegant white man in the mirror, and there was still a little consciousness left in the mirror. There is still a slight perception of the outside world, and the picture has never disappeared.

　　 The black-clothed man raised his hand to drink, and said: "I wait for the recovery, the school lieutenant Si Li must feel it."

　　 "This generation of Crouching Tigers will chase them down."

　　 "If you say you can die for me, then it will be hard work."

The black-clothed man stood up, bowed his hand towards the white-clothed, and then shook his body, turning into a huge and majestic tiger, swallowing the white-clothed man into his mouth with one mouth, and then there was a burst of violent pain, the body seemed to be melted, a lost wandering spirit Anxiously looking for a place to live as a foreigner.

　　 Then I found it immediately.

　　 More ‘memory fragments’ emerged, scouring the self-existence of ‘I’.

　　 Jinyu birds in the mountains, happy in the world...

　　No...No way...

　　 A lively bird's face sore grew under the tiger's armpit, and then the bird's face sore closed its eyes, and the tiger opened its eyes abruptly, revealing muddy yellow-brown eyes, and the memory in his mind was very clear:

　　 "This seat is the mountain king."

　　 His body shook, and turned into a white robe for playing the piano.

　　 Immediately he acted wantonly, some people disappeared on the mountain, and the skeletal girl went down the mountain and raged, slowly attracting attention.

Wei Yuan slowly released his hand, turned the tiger over with a sullen face, and found a huge wound on its body, like a bird's face, his eyes were tightly closed, there was no sound, Wei Yuan had already guessed in his heart. When the correct answer is reached, it’s just that the feelings in my heart are not enough for outsiders:

　　 "Painted skin..."

　　 "No, it's a unilateral exchange of souls, surrogates, ghosts, and sores."

　　 "What happened to the Tian family back then was not a coincidence..."

　　 He looked up at the tiger, whose eyes closed and lost its vitality.

　　 There is only one skin bag here.

　　 No wonder... Too irritable and irritable, easy to target, the real mountain king gave up his skin and the position of the tiger king on the mountain. Now it seems that his strength has been lost, but it is like a dragon diving into the sea, unable to pursue it.

　　…………

　　 The head of the South Jiangnan Road is named Ying Tianfu.

It used to be a royal capital in ancient times, and it has been a rare and prosperous place until now. Temples and Taoist temples are everywhere. In this era, the aura has recovered for hundreds of years, and there are real places in the realm of Yingtian Palace. , Second to none is the view of Baiyun.

　　 occupies a huge area, unlike a clean repaired place.

In the view of 　　, except for the worship of the Sanqing Patriarch, there is also a side hall, which is dedicated to the land of the mountain god.

One hundred years ago, according to the sayings in ancient books, some ancestors worked, every morning and evening, there was incense and piety, and there were also moon and moon rituals. In this Baiyun view, some yin soldiers have been raised. In ancient times, it can also be used. Be that land city god.

　　 Relying on this family business, for ordinary Taoist priests, the jade talisman is much simpler.

　　 The previous generation of Baiyun Guan began to be the master of Guan Guan, and the jade amulet gradually circulated to the outside world.

　　 It is easy to change from frugality to luxury, and it is difficult to change from luxury to frugality.

　　 It has only been more than ten years since the price was clearly marked.

　　 is just the boundary of the clearly marked price, which gradually loosened and became blurred.

Zhao Xiu, wearing a Taoist robe, faced the softly weeping girl in front of him, and he couldn't say anything to refuse. Of course, it was the price offered by the girl, three million, to buy only one memorial tablet. Millions of temptations might still be able to handle this Baiyun View, but Zhao Xiu was a little moved.

　　 He looked at the fair-faced girl, and was moved with thoughts in his heart, pretending to refuse:

　　 "Here, Miss Wang, Poor Dao is a pure-hearted person, this matter..."

　　 The girl raised her head, tears in the corners of her eyes were more delicate and pleasant, and said:

"I also ask the chief minister to be merciful. My grandfather originally lived on the mountain and came down because of the disaster. When he came down, he invited the mountain gods from the village down. He felt that he could earn some money to live his life. It was the blessing of the mountain gods. The last thought before I left was to hope that the mountain **** would receive incense sacrifices again."

　　 "The little girl has reached five million, and I hope it will be convenient for the road to go long."

five million?

　　 Zhao Xiu's heart beat quickly, and Yizheng changed his words:

　　 "Miss Wang, Poor Dao is a pure-hearted person, and this matter is naturally incumbent."

The girl was naturally grateful and thankful, Zhao Xiu took the advantage, took over the mountain **** statue covered with gold and red cloth, and said with a smile: "Many mountain gods in mountain villages are tiger monarchs, UU reading www.uukanshu. Is Miss Wang of com also a tiger king? Do you want to have a pair of female servants?"

　　 The girl shook her head and said, "No."

　　 She raised her head slightly, smiled and said, "He is a true orthodox mountain monarch."

　　 "This mountain **** was appointed by Emperor Wuwu of the Han Dynasty when he enshrined the gods of mountains and rivers in the second year of Jianyuan."

Zhao Xiu guessed wrong, a little embarrassed. As for the emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, this mountain **** land always likes to find some reasons. He has got used to it. The two talked for a while, the girl got up and said goodbye, and Zhao Xiu was holding the **** statue. , Sneaked into the temple dedicated to the land and mountain gods of Jiangnan Province, which was actually the Yinshen Piandian raised by his predecessor, Patriarch, and looked for a corner and placed the mountain **** statue on the ground.

　　 Confirmed that he would not be discovered by the master, respectfully put a few incense sticks on the ancestor in front of him, turned around and exited, chanting that money is really good.

　　 Now I can buy the suite I want...

　　 did not pay attention, the whole side hall seemed to gradually darken.

　　 The golden red cloth on the head of the new mountain **** slowly slipped down, and it was not a tiger's head that leaked out, but a clear man's face, and then it seemed to slowly open his eyes.

　　哐.

　　 The door was closed.

　　 The three incense sticks that had just been lit went out silently.

　　 Two lines of blood and tears slowly shed on the face of Patriarch Baiyunguan.

　　PS: Baiyun Guan is the place where the Liu Dynasty amulet was obtained in the previous chapters.

　　The chapter in the previous chapter said I read it.

　　The parts that are not handled well will be retouched.

But in terms of combat, Wei Yuan can indeed be entangled... This is an enemy at the same level as the Bone Girl. Even if he obtains the skin of the mountain monarch, he is only an official. This story starts with the painted skin and ends with the painted skin, but the main thing is It’s because I didn’t point out this one...It’s my pot