Museum of Demons

　　 The Tiger Slashing operation that mobilized the powerful firearms of Shenjiying came to an end.

　　 Tiger Lord Fu Zhu.

However, Wei Yuan's heart is still complicated. The mountain temple has been destroyed by continuous rocket bombing. After the surviving'Shanjun' has no breath, the mountain temple with the last part of the structure banged and collapsed directly, and it was hard before. The beams rot visibly with the naked eye.

　　 The rear troops quickly boarded Crouching Tiger Mountain.

A mass grave was found behind the mountain temple.

　　The missing people are all inside, there are hundreds of people, and all of them have been killed by monsters.

　　 This kind of picture is shocking in China, where peace has long been enjoyed.

When the warrior began to deal with this mountain temple, Wei Yuan looked at the giant tiger corpse, the lying tiger's waist card still exuded a scorching sensation, he drew out the broken sword, followed the feeling from the waist card, and found the strongest feeling. part.

　　 is that bird face sore.

　　 drew out the broken sword, pierced the bird's face sore, and cut it open.

There was a low tiger roar in the ear, and then there was the sound of unwilling birds singing. The extreme resentment and anger gathered in the bird's face sore, igniting the wind, and finally turned into a delicate feather, slowly falling on the guard. In the palm of Yuan's palm, there was a faint madness of demons choosing people to eat, and then was enveloped by the Crouching Tiger's waist card.

　　 Feather was sucked into the waist card.

"what happens?"

　　 Zhou Yi stood by, Wei Yuan put the broken sword away, not knowing how to explain for a while, thought about it, and said:

　　 "Hujun has bird face sores on his body."

　　 "Moreover, there are still some doubts about this matter."

　　 He put away his sword and said, "The real mountain monarch may still be alive."

　　………………

　　 Rear Command.

　　 Wei Yuan and the first group of special fighters who went up the mountain, the members of the special operations team have all returned.

　　 It's just that he felt that the people around him looked at him a little strangely.

　　 is a bit like watching rare birds and animals in a zoo.

The calm-looking officer glanced at Wei Yuan complicatedly. After listening to him talking about the possibility of Shanjun being alive, he was silent and said: "First of all, before this...we need to confirm Mr. Wei Yuan, your identity. ."

　　 "Identity?"

　　 The officer nodded.

This is in the military camp. He also wants to confirm the doubts in his heart. Jun Hu did say that, but his reason tells him that even the highest-skilled person cannot live as long as a monster, left and right. Thinking, I chose the most direct style of a soldier, asked, and pressed a button.

In the part of the last communication just now, Shanjun’s words echoed in this room. The correspondent at the back had already experienced an impact and was able to maintain the expression on his face. However, Zhou Yi and the other members who went up the mountain with their faces changed suddenly. , One by one turned their heads to look at Wei Yuan holding the sword, as if seeing an old monster.

　　 Several Taoist Chiefs of the Heavenly Master's Mansion were staring at him, as if they were ready to carry him back to the mountain once they admitted.

　　 The living ancestor, tied him back.

　　 Wei Yuan was taken aback, and said, "This message is disturbed by demon power."

　　 He couldn't explain, "The Tiger King said at the time, it turned out to be you, not me. In the latter sentence, he said, "Your ancestors suppressed me here." As for the mention of Zhang Daoling Tianshi..."

　　 Wei Yuan's voice paused slightly, and said freely:

　　 "Probably because the talisman I used was used by the Taoist master of the Tianshifu."

"That's why he recognized me as the gatekeeper of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, saying that Heavenly Master Zhang has gone, so he avenged this enmity on my younger generation first. Do several people really believe that I am an ancient monk two thousand years ago? The first generation of Heavenly Master Zhang. I have already gone, why can I live to this day?"

　　 "Moreover, my hometown and files should be available in the household database."

　　 "This is always impossible to fake, right?"

　　 Wei Yuan looked calm, and could fully explain what he said.

And by comparison, his statement is more convincing and more in line with the common sense of modern people than he is an old predecessor of the same generation as Zhang Daoling. At least everyone is more acceptable and more willing to accept, the officer said slowly. After a sigh of relief, he said:

　　 "It turned out to be like this, it seems just a misunderstanding."

　　 "But Mr. Wei, you just said that Jun Hu is not dead, what did you say?"

　　 Wei Yuan groaned and said:

"When I was packing up my ancestral house, I found a fragment of an ancient book with a portrait of a demon from this mountain temple. When I killed Painted Bone Girl, part of the portrait went dark, and I just killed it. Tiger Lord, it is not Tiger Lord that goes in the dark, but his subordinate officials."

　　 "And that Tiger Lord has bird face sores on his body, I suspect that we only killed his substitute."

　　…………

I went back to the museum to fetch the excuse, but quietly printed it on a piece of white paper with a crouching tiger's waist card, so that the pictures with a hint of aura appeared on the white paper. When the two monsters were erased, that kind of Similar burning conditions also make the white paper yellowish and extremely old.

　　 handed over this strange power chaos dossier to the army.

　　 After Wei Yuan saw the video of a member of the special operations team and a gray-haired old man.

　　'S complexion is a bit unsightly.

　　 The old man looked in Wei Yuan's direction, smiled slightly, and then ended the video.

　　 The humanity of the Heavenly Master’s Mansion who previously applied Wei Yuan to destroy the evil talisman:

"According to the elders of my Heavenly Master’s Mansion, there are indeed similar methods, but this is generally after the demon is defeated, and it cannot be killed for some reason. It can only be sealed, in order to remind the guards when the demon is abnormal. In the way of the person, there is a trace of the spirit of the monster in it."

　　 "So that Shanjun is really alive, and I don't know where he went."

　　 Everyone's expressions darkened a little.

　　 Wei Yuan thought of what Bone Girl Painted Skin said when she begged for mercy.

　　 An ordinary rich woman in ancient times has also become cunning and cunning over the millennia.

　　 What's more, it's a tiger in the mountains who doesn't know how many paths there are.

　　The Great Demon of the Ancients, the opponent of the first celestial master Zhang Daoling, of course, will not be such a simple character.

　　 But when the sky falls, there is a tall man with a big appetite to eat.

My current strength is okay to deal with some little monsters and little monsters. This kind of big monsters should be handed over to this generation of Taoist masters. Let the Zen masters get their headaches, bless a bunch of talismans, and face the weak version of fakes. He can only entangle one or two, the real big demon, now he can only deliver a meal with a sliding shovel.

　　 Wei Yuan saw that he had nothing to do next, so he took the initiative to leave.

After Wei Yuan left, the officer drank saliva, and the correspondent next to him took off his glasses and said in a familiar tone: "...Old Li, do you really believe what Wei Yuan said? There is no problem with his file, it is normal, and it can be combined with his. Judging from the skill, it's quite abnormal."

　　 "And there are many coincidences in the statement just now, I can conclude that it is not that simple."

　　 The officer shook his head, interrupted him, and said:

　　 "It's alright, stop it..."

　　 "Everyone has a secret. People have helped us, so there is no need to get to the bottom of it."

"And in case it really is, in case it is really an old monster, do you really plan to fail multiple living ancestors in the school? Old friend Zhang Daoling, what do you let the contemporary celestial master do? The celestial master doesn't care, can you still What about the disciples who have a heavenly teacher, what would they think?"

　　 "It’s better to do more than to do less. He said it’s an ordinary person, so that’s it..."

　　 "I am a big country, UU reading www.uukanshu.com can accommodate these so-called strange people."

　　…………

　　 Zhang Yue ended the day's live broadcast.

　　 As his fame has grown, he has quit his original job and no longer has to run outside to drive fast, let alone live broadcast in the early hours of the morning.

　　 Today, a rich fan let go of his rhetoric on the spot. As long as he can eat a whole sheep tomorrow, he will be rewarded.

　　 That is a number that Zhang Yue expected.

　　 But he knows his appetite, even if he adds that seasoning, he can’t eat the whole sheep.

what can we do about it?

　　 Zhang Yue thought while putting the food on the table.

　　 His daughter sat on the opposite side obediently, but her face seemed a little paler.

　　Zhangyue picks up vegetables for her daughter, and then thinks about the problem while eating. The little girl carefully glanced at her father and said:

　　 "Dad, daddy, why are your teeth getting sharper?"

　　 Zhang Yue smiled and said: "The teeth are not sharp, how can you bite the bones, bite the muscles and eat it?"

　　 The little girl nodded, then whispered:

　　 "Dad, daddy, why are your eyes redder and red?"

　　 Zhang Yue replied, "Is it because I look at the screen every day and my eyes are red, right?"

　　 "Dad, daddy, you eat so much, why is your face getting paler and paler?"

　　 Zhang Yue smiled and replied, "Maybe it is not enough to eat?"

　　 "If you don't do this, how can you cure your disease."

　　 He thought of how to eat a lamb, add more seasoning, it should be fine.

　　 And the little girl lowered her head and whispered:

　　 "But, Dad, Dad."

　　 "I'm not sick..."