Museum of Demons

Qian Rulei carried the vegetables he had bought, stepping briskly upstairs.

Two chickens in one hand, the largest plastic bag in one hand, various kinds of vegetables in the bag, and a bag of rice in his arms. When he opened the door with his toes, her son was still beating. The game, I was shocked when I saw it, and quickly greeted me:

"Mom, why did you bring back so many things?"

"Aren't you afraid of getting tired?"

"What are you tired?"

Qian Rulei said with disdain:

"Your mother, my cultivation base already has a sense of anger, what is such a thing?"

"It's you, it's been a long time, but the public hasn't practiced any elixirs."

"Don't be ashamed."

"this……"

The young man scratched his head, but for a moment he forgot. Cultivation has been popular for a period of time. Under the condition that the official pill is provided, ordinary people in China directly start the Yangqi Jue, which is the most suitable for the public to practice. My legs are no longer sore, and I can go to the seventh or eighth floor with twenty or thirty catties of vegetables.

Qian Rulei put down the dishes, looked at the old street, moved her body, and said with emotion:

"Really, I feel like my body and bones are the same as when I was young."

"But our old street is getting more and more lively, good thing."

She sighed, seeing her son lying flat on the salted fish over there, she hated that iron is not a steel tunnel, and said: "Every day you know that you are lying down, and you don't know how to go out. What are you doing here?"

youth:"……"

Indeed, it was the third day to go home.

Has begun to be disgusted.

Sure enough, his mother started counting down on him again, saying: "Look at you, people in their twenties, ah, work and work are not good, study is not good, and every day after work, he knows how to play games and play games. I don’t know how to find a girlfriend..."

After Barabala for a long time, Qian Rulei was still unfinished, and said:

"Really, it doesn't work. It's great to go and talk to Dr. Renjian Bai."

The young man was startled.

Doctor Bai...

A few days ago, another Chinese medicine museum opened on the old street, near the museum.

The point is the doctor.

At a young age, her skin is delicate and she looks like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, but her temperament is mature and quiet, like a woman in her twenties, which is extremely exciting. Qian Rulei said with emotion: "Right, wait. Later, you will send an order to the master of the guardian."

"You still wanted to move out before, saying that this folk museum is too deserted."

"Look at now."

"Our old street is getting more and more lively, and there are more and more people."

"That's good."

"I'm popular, I'm not afraid of monsters or ghosts..."

The middle-aged woman sighed for a while, and then reminded her son: "By the way, you want to know the girl here. Mom feels very good. But the boss of the flower shop, you have to keep a good distance and don't mess with anything. idea."

Qian Rulei'warned' and said: "Otherwise, you will feel better."

"Good, good, I know."

The young man rolled his eyes.

Most of the residents on this old street are old people.

Normally, there is nothing. To be honest, I don’t care about the miscellaneous things on the modern Internet. On the contrary, I have the habit of the elderly in China, and I prefer to care about the new things happening around me.

An anecdote about the relationship between the young owner of the museum and the young proprietress of the flower shop.

It is the first place in this year's Lao Cai gossip rankings, and it has attracted much attention in the private of the uncle and aunt.

Go up to the old man at North Gate, and go down to the newly retired old Qian's couple.

This thing allows them to drink tea for at least half a year.

The old man at the door didn't know how many little brats who wanted to buy flowers were blocked.

………………

A car parked at the entrance of the museum.

Zhang Hao, who had obviously been tanned a lot, only came back at this time. After experiencing the rift between the mountains and the sea, this young Taoist is obviously much more calm than at the beginning. At least he can cultivate to the realm of granting five thunders in Zhengyi.

That can already be called a true cultivation.

It is a way to guard a place.

"I haven't been here for a while, and there is another shop on this old street."

Zhang Hao held the tea with a calm temperament.

Going up the mountain to practice, down the mountain to join the world, this time I went out to see life and death.

Taoism is really cultivated. From ancient times to the present, it has been this way to see me and see the world.

A Taoist spiritual perception has far surpassed the disciples of the same generation.

This time, I’m afraid I’ll have to leave the post for a short time and go back to the mountain to practice. When I come down again, my cultivation level must have broken through to the next level. This time he came to give Wei Yuan something, and Wei Yuan checked the bag. Things, ready to pass.

Zhang Hao put down the tea cup, stood up and pushed Wei Yuan's wheelchair.

Now my body is broken. When I saw Gonggong, I was holding on. Now when I came back, Wei Yuan decided to salt the fish. Zhang Hao looked at the shop. It was a Chinese medicine museum. The repairs were very simple, but it was not an ordinary pharmacy. Like, Saturdays, Sundays, and other discount days, how much discount is on medicines, and how much money is given to eggs.

Those are two characters, Zhang Hao read out:

"I hope that there is no suffering in the world, and I would rather put medicine to generate dust."

Moreover, the ink marks on the characters have not completely dried, obviously they were just written.

He pushed Wei Yuan in and saw a woman in white clothes over there, with black hair like a waterfall, wearing silver-framed glasses, a sky blue shirt, and black trousers. Outside was the white coat that doctors often wear. She was watching quietly. Write a modern medical theory.

When they saw Wei Yuan and Zhang Hao coming, they raised their heads and their long hair slipped down. If Jue's temperament is elegant and peaceful, then this woman in white is more gentle and generous.

Zhang Hao always felt that this face seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember it either.

Wei Yuan handed it over and said, "Here, Doctor Bai, all your certificates are here."

There is a medical qualification certificate, an ID card, and even a bus card.

Entrust someone's blessing.

The veteran Taoist has been so skilled in this convenient work that it can be called assembly line processing.

The woman in the white coat smiled softly and thanked her.

He got up and poured two cups of tea. After Zhang Hao took the tea, he felt that the cup was actually a bit cold, but it was obviously hot tea. He was taken aback, curiously looking at the gentle woman, wondering whether her hand was Is it cold?

Wei Yuan took a sip of West Lake Longjing, pointed his eyes, smiled and asked, "Are you still used to glasses?"

After all, the body is a snake, and eyesight is a natural weakness.

Of course, this snake demon that is about to transform into a dragon is certainly fine if it is used to force it.

However, the white lady seemed to converge her magic power and walk the world like a mortal.

Wei Yuan asked the old teacher to wear a pair of glasses.

Anyway, the old Taoist seems to know how to do everything. It seems that when he was young, he walked outside. He often spent time and would give people a part-time job. As for going in the restaurant in the morning to eat and drink, and to start washing dishes in the afternoon, for It's not a problem at all for the veteran.

The craftsmanship of the glasses was also learned when traveling in the West.

The woman in white smiled and nodded, and said, "Very good, very interesting thing."

At this moment, a young man came over and opened the door of the Chinese Medicine Museum. When Wei Yuan was there, he nodded slightly, as a greeting, and then went to Doctor Bai to prescribe medicine, and then he stammered. Want to chat more.

The woman in white looked gentle and acted coldly.

I didn't talk too much, as if thinking of something, I found a few small packets from the medicine cabinet and handed them to Wei Yuan, saying, "Master Wei, these medicines are newly prepared by me, and they should be good for your body."

Wei Yuan was surprised, and then thanked him, "Thanks a lot."

The white lady pursed her lips and smiled: "You're welcome, but my medical skills may not be as good as my husband."

"The effect may not be particularly good."

The young man who took the medicine on one side was stunned, and then a clear expression of regret appeared on his face:

"Bai, Doctor Bai, are you already married?"

"Yes."

The female doctor smiled and said, "My son's surname is Xu."

The young man was extremely sorry.

Taoist Zhang Hao's pupils contracted and his heart beat hard.

Slowly raised his head.

It is obviously a small drugstore that will make people very relaxing. The aroma of woody and medicinal materials, and the soft lighting will make people feel relaxed. It is the kind of ordinary daily life, but it makes Zhang Hao faintly scalp. Feeling of hemp.

West Lake Longjing, Chinese Medicine Museum, Doctor Bai, her husband's surname is Xu.

Longhushan handles the documents.

The abnormality of Jinshan Temple.

The young man who came to buy the medicine has already left, and Wei Yuan over there is still chatting with the white lady, similar to the usual tone of ordinary people.

"It's a pity, the poppies are not there, otherwise you and her should be chatting."

"Poppy... is that one?"

"is her."

"Then she now..."

"Probably... I found the reincarnation of the Overlord? Huh... just kidding."

Zhang Hao's heart surged.

As in a dream.

Finally, he pushed the owner of the museum, came out of the Xu Family Medical Hall of the Legend of White Snake, passed by the artist of the poppies, beside the bookstore of Qingqiu Kingdom, opened the door of the museum, Wei Yuan summoned him: "That's right. Zhang Hao, help prepare Fu Lu's materials."

"Fulu...What kind of symbol?"

"Arctic Gouchen Great Town Demon Slayer Talisman."

If it weren't for Zhang Hao's breakthrough, it would be difficult even to prepare the materials. As an elite Taoist monk, the materials on his body are almost the same, with a little missing. Wei Yuan didn't know where to find a replacement, and the age was full.

"Master Weiguan, are you trying to seal something?"

"Um."

Wei Yuan took out a jet of black aura, and the air became extremely moist. Zhang Hao was startled: "This is..."

Wei Yuan smiled and replied:

"A gadget, you have to deal with it."

This is what he took with him at the grave when he left.

Thousands of years ago, the water flooded the source of the Jinshan Mountain and stirred the power of the floods in the south of the Yangtze River some time ago.

The true spirit of the woman holding the umbrella has dissipated, but her hatred and thousands of years of persistence have all converged and turned into this one thing. No matter what, new drugs will be born.

When I ran to find Longhushan, the old Taoist who was almost forced to increase his workload kicked out of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

The Heavenly Master Mansion had to suppress a bunch of things.

Are you still sending such a trouble? !

Roll rough!

This thing is under your control, don't throw the pot!

Wei Yuan had to take it back to his museum.

But even so, he can still use the materials of the disciples of Longhushan.JPG.

After Zhang Hao prepared the materials, Wei Yuan asked him to finish his meal before returning to the inner room to suppress the thing.

Turk water.

Take white jade as the material and put this breath into it.

Use cinnabar to transform water, and jade pen dipped in symbols.

Starting sign.

This is the origin of the Legend of the White Snake, the end of Tianwu~www.readwn.com~ Perhaps it is the tragedy that everyone pursues and obsessiveness, but it is now over here, the past love, hatred, and hatred, those who are extremely sad. The tossing and turning has also dissipated with time, and what remains is just a ray of obsession, a demon.

Wei Yuan seemed to have seen a thousand years of clinging, and sighed. When he was about to put this thing away, the phone in his bedroom rang.

He randomly placed the bottle on another cabinet in the museum and went back to answer the phone.

It's a girl:

"Huh? I'm going to prepare for the second trial..."

"good."

"By the time……"

Zhang Hao hurried back again. When he just prepared the materials for Wei Yuan, he accidentally dropped his disciple token. After returning, he found that the token had fallen. He wanted to go back to the mountain to report his position, this thing. It must not be less.

He breathed a sigh of relief, was about to call Wei Yuan, and then left with an explanation.

I saw that the thing was placed in the jade bottle just now, with red talisman painted on it.

There is also a piece of paper underneath.

What was sealed by the Master Weiguan?

Would you like to take a look?

Zhang Hao couldn't help but raise his eyes and glanced, then he was startled.

"Hold by monsters."

"Originally, he was a living sacrifice, but he was saved by the water **** Tianwu, and his obsession lasted for thousands of years."

"It's the calamity of the White Snake Xuxian, the cause of the flood of Jinshan."

"Starting from delusion, finally life and death."

"Yu Yu Jiangnan saw the death of Tian Wu and worked together with the **** of water to subdue him. He has gone, his obsession remains, and he does not want it to be a disaster to the world, so Yongzhen is here."

Signed, Wei Yuan.

PS: The second update today...Thank you for the prize of the bear child's mask, thank you.

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