Museum of Demons

In a blink of an eye, the first level has already begun to be assessed.

When I saw the words on the scroll, even the graceful woman felt that the corners of her eyes jumped, and the look on her face was a bit unsightly. What was the most difficult thing? Is it just a painful experience between each other? Like Liang Zhuhua's butterfly, like a tail born holding a pillar?

it's not true.

In the eyes of the gods, even this kind of fate is the highest level.

Especially when this is just a dream-like predestination.

After waking up, one day the memory will recover, then this will be an excellent condition.

The real difficulty is that in this assessment, there is no memory, even no fate, and even the positions of natural hostility to each other. What's more, each other's temperament will be directly reversed, making the gentleness intense. Let the calm become frivolous, each turned into its own opposite, and grew up since childhood.

Almost equal to a new life.

Under such circumstances, it is necessary to pass extremely difficult assessments.

Watching the fate of the two break.

The corner of the graceful woman's eyes jumped again.

Silently closed the scroll, thinking about how he would explain if the body came back one day.

Finally gave up thinking.

"I can only ask for my blessings."

She sighed helplessly.

But I don't know who this self-seeking refers to.

In the illusion, time passed, and more than ten years had passed in the blink of an eye.

……………………

Southeast Xingsheng, Sanwu City, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times.

Yanliu painted bridges, wind curtains and emerald screens, there are hundreds of thousands of homes.

This is the phrase made by the contemporary poet Liu Dalai.

I've talked all about the romance of Hangzhou and all about the splendid and prosperous city.

The young man sat cross-legged on the top of a pagoda, looking at the surrounding scenery from a distance. However, this is not the place of Hangzhou. He wears a blue long gown, but he does not wear it properly, with a wine gourd on his waist, and his mouth is smiling and looking away. Place.

"Why did the donor come to the poor monk again?"

A tall monk stood behind this, standing with one hand up, looking helplessly at the drunk young man in front of him. The latter burped alcohol and replied helplessly: "Hey, don’t mention it, Bao Zheng was sealed a year ago. Supervise Yushi Lixing, inspect hundreds of officials, and patrol states and counties. Now it is estimated to be here."

"I have fought Zhan Zhao under Bao Heitan's hand. I didn't win, and I was beaten. There is no way. In today's Wuxiu, the southern chivalry Zhanzhao is respected, and the army is the general Nirvana Di Qing. "

"Well, I'm avoiding the wind."

The monk looked at him and smiled lightly: "Perhaps the poor monk should have caught you and exchange some sesame oil money."

The young man was unruly and just laughed.

"If you can catch me, just come."

"Jiangnan Road, no one can beat me faster."

"By the way, where is your monk's bowl, monk?"

"The poor monk gave it to others."

"Oh? Who..."

"A donor surnamed Xu."

"Tsk, awesome, your bald head will actually give someone something."

The man leaning on the highest part of the pagoda shook his body and sat firmly, jokingly: "Why?"

The tall monk replied: "The wife of the young benefactor who just passed the door is a demon."

"demon?"

"Yes... it's a white snake spirit who gained the Tao in the Tang Dynasty. For some reason, it turned into a human being and mixed into Lin'an Mansion. A thousand-year-old snake demon. Once an outbreak occurs, at least half of the people of Lin'an Mansion may fall into the belly of the snake. If you are a monk, you can't take this risk."

The young man's nature likes to lift the bar, and asks with a smile: "But what if the snake monster is not evil?"

"No, there are many stories about the scholars in the ancient temple fox demon in the legend of Tang, why can't this be another one?"

The monk said lightly: "Poor monks can't gamble."

"That's a demon, a great demon for a thousand years."

"Compared to mortals, it is like insects and ants living on the side of a beast. Even if the beast is harmless, its place of action can make the ant's den collapse, and its breath and anger can kill the ant, the poor monk. Although they are outsiders, they absolutely cannot save the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in Lin'an Mansion by the demon's kind thoughts."

"Human nature is changeable, let alone demons."

"Tsk, it's a small belly chicken intestine."

The monk said plainly: "If you want to do that magnanimous thing with the lives of hundreds of thousands of Li people, the poor monk would rather be a small belly and care about the generation, and you can be more care about than the donor you think."

"However, if she is willing to stay away from the city, the poor monk will naturally not do anything to her."

"It's really big talk." The young man laughed loudly: "Monk Fahai, your cultivation level is so high?"

"Let me ask you, what is Dharma!"

The tall and sturdy monk calmly said: "The Dharma is between moving thoughts."

The youth was dumbfounded: "What a big tone!"

For some reason, he felt that this monk seemed to have seen him somewhere, and that the character of this monk shouldn't be like this, it should be more honest, but after a daze, he forgot the doubts just now and fell drunk on the pagoda. Holding the wine bowl in one hand, it dangling horizontally on the top of the tower,

"Master Fahai who doesn't read the Dharma, it seems that it is not difficult to achieve success in the Dharma."

"However, you will actually do it too."

"People are in Hongchen, monks are in Hongchen, Hongchen is in trouble, why don't you take action?"

The monk retorted, then fell silent and sighed:

"Actually, the poor monk did not want to see the tragedy of the two of them."

"Oh? Tragedy? The Xu family boy has a beautiful girl, and the white snake spirit has a lover. Why is it a tragedy?"

"Lifespan, human nature."

Fa Hai chuckled and said, "If the Yuan donor is interested, there is a story for the poor monk."

………………

In the Western Zhou Dynasty, King Zhou Mu had a carriage, which was driven by the ancestors of the Qin State.

This carriage can travel 30,000 miles a day.

This still has to take into account the daily life of the king of Zhou Mu and conform to the etiquette of the king of Zhou.

One day, he had a whim and ordered the carriage to run to the west at the fastest speed. The six horses let go and galloped faster and faster, as if they could cross time. The ancestors of Qin were shocked because of the past. Never encountered such a thing.

He used all his strength to control the carriage.

This process is extremely difficult.

When the carriage finally stopped, it had already arrived in the legendary West Kunlun.

They were invited by the Kunlun gods to go up the mountain and saw Queen Mother of the West.

But this Queen Mother of the West does not seem to be the lord of the graceful goddess in the myth. She wants to be more lively as a girl. King Zhou Mu hoped that Queen Mother West would grant him immortality, but Queen Mother West thought of longevity as suffering and was unwilling to grant it, but King Zhou Mu saw it. To the hope of longevity, after thinking hard for a few days and nights, I still thought of a way.

He wants to get married with Queen Xi.

At that time, he was heroic, the co-lord of the world, and the proud king. He believed that even the gods would fall in love with him, and indeed, in that era, the Queen Mother of Kunlun on earth had never seen such a man and moved. Fan Xin.

King Zhou Mu didn't believe that Queen Mother Xi would let her watch her beloved die.

It is true that King Mu’s careful thinking finally succeeded. Queen Mother gave him the strength to live forever. One party was eventually'kidnapped' by the other party. However, King Zhou Mu did not think of another point. Even though he got immortality, he Still a mortal, will gradually age.

Singing and dancing every day, the beauty of West Kunlun made him linger.

Gradually, he found wrinkles appeared on his face, and his hair became pale, and he was no longer as powerful and heroic as when he was young. His spirit was gradually aging, becoming calm and introverted, and even dull, no longer young. So courageous.

This is the punishment on all sentient beings over time.

But Queen Mother West is different. She is an immortal and will always maintain a young god.

Whether it is spiritual or physical.

What she fell in love with was the mighty, heroic and majestic king, not an old man exuding decadence. In the end, the love slowly disappeared, and her attention gradually disappeared from this person, but she began to miss it. The former, glorious monarch.

And put more attention on their children.

While King Zhou Mu looked at the lonely Kunlun and finally realized that humans and gods are different. After all, long-lived creatures and short-lived creatures cannot truly empathize. In the end, he stepped out of the palace before dying and returned. To the world.

He took his child, laughed loudly, grasped the reins with his old hands, and drove a horse that could span a long distance to send the child to the world.

"At this time, King Zhou Mu woke up. Everything before that was an illusion."

"I'm still young and powerful, still looking forward to brilliance, and the'Queen Xi' in front of me is still young and affectionate, but King Mu is also completely awakened. He turned down the kindness of the'Mother Xi', and then left Kunlun with a smile, and separated himself and Queen Mother of the West. His feelings remain at the beginning."

"Mother Xi said, if you remember me, you must come later."

"And King Zhou Mu said, I will never forget you, but I will never come back again."

"Return to the world, formulate the penalty "Lu Xing", with three thousand rules, to sue the Quartet, to rectify the world, to live a hundred years old, to die as the king of people, to unify the Si Yi, formulate laws and regulations, the world is called the emperor Mu, which is eight A rare king in the Zhou Dynasty for a century."

The story of Fahai is over. The drunken thief next to him frowned and thought, while the monk looked into the distance and said plainly: "The world is greedy for love and love, but the hearts of the people are changeable. For decades, it’s only a blink of an eye for those who have lived for a long time. Xia Insects can’t speak ice, people think Xia insects are dull."

"But it is not a good thing to bring summer worms into the cold and midwinter."

"God sees people just like man sees insects."

The thief named Yuan felt thoughtful, but he didn't know why he couldn't think deeply.

He staggered to his feet.

The monk said: "What are you going to do?"

The thief laughed and said, "Today is when the Bao Zheng inspector came here, I am going to the next war post, monk, your story is good, but it is too impersonal, I don't like it." He laughed. As he flew away, the bells rang, bringing up flying flowers and fallen leaves. The monk had a peaceful sight, and the sound of chanting, the sound of wind, and the sound of reading beside his ears.

Jiangnan Road is full of flowers, talents, and beautiful women.

There are Buddha bells and breeze willows.

There are also the best arrogant thieves in the world.

This is Da Song.

………………

The thief was so arrogant, he never seemed to know what timidity was.

When the inspector Bao Zheng arrived at Lin'an Mansion, he was carrying fine wine and leaning on a high place. When he was walking to Zhongjie, fireworks and firecrackers were sprinkled suddenly. Naturally, this thing was also from the theft of wealthy households, which disturbed the horses and carts. The young Poppi of the city cheered with the rangers.

Zhan Zhao guarded the horse convoy, and a few others flew out to capture the arrogant robber.

One of the young girls, dressed in black, with a red waist hanging down, a golden ring erected a high pony tail, sword eyebrows and star eyes, made a long sword, the thief suddenly stunned.

He can chase the first breeze on the tip of the grass on the vast grassland, play with large packs of wild wolves on the snowy field in the north, and can use the hairpin of a beauty to poke off the flying arrows, or use double Arm holding the horse of the barbarians of Liao.

But this time he was stunned.

It wasn't until the sword almost fell on the center of his eyebrows that he reacted.

Turning after the volley, his toes lightly landed on the blade of the sword. Seeing the girl in front of him with sullen brows, but heroic appearance, the thief felt he was more drunk. In the sleeve robe, the sleeve robe is full of wind and snow from the south of the Yangtze River.

"Have we met?"

He asked with a smile.

The sound of breaking through the air came.

Zhan Zhao threw a money dart over there, but the thief raised his hand to catch it.

"Sister Jue~www.readwn.com~ you step back."

"Pirate Yuan, what are you going to do?!"

The thief was meditating, threw the money dart in his hand, scattered it on the ground, picked up some children to exchange candied haws, then inserted his hands into the cuffs, and lazily said that the rangers and Poppies of Lin'an Mansion of the Song Dynasty were heartbroken. A very broken sentence:

"Yu Mao, didn't you say that you want to Ann me?"

"I should."

"But there are conditions."

Then, the character was reversed, and the Jiangnan thief who lost his memory swiped and pointed at the girl in front of him to catch fast, decisively.

"Marry her to me!"

PS: The first one today...

It won't be very long, but it still feels very interesting.