Museum of Demons

　　 The knock on the door fell, and there was silence outside the house.

　　 Fang Yang's palm trembled, and he almost didn't have the courage to knock on the door again.

According to Fang Hongbo’s current perception, his son Fang Yang was already dead. Under intense fear, it was normal for Fang Yang to knock on the door and not escape. Wei Yuan raised his hand and pressed it on the door, ready to knock again. Try, but at this time, the tightly locked door slowly opened a gap.

　　 squeak —

　　 Fang Hongbo's face pale from fear behind the door.

　　 He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wei Yuan, then turned his head little by little, and saw Fang Yang.

　　 Fang Hongbo's action paused, and he whispered: "Ayang?"

　　 Fang Yang took a deep breath, glanced at Wei Yuan, then turned his head and said:

　　 "It's me, Dad, I'm back."

　　 "I'm back, I'm back..."

A struggling look flashed across Fang Hongbo’s face, but in the end he opened the door bit by bit. Wei Yuan was walking around now. He saw that there was no ghost hidden in the house. He just paused when he saw Fang Hongbo. There is a lifelessness in the body of the person who is no different from the living.

　　 But there is no resentment and evil spirits.

Wei Yuan patted Fang Yang's shoulder, and silently pressed a talisman on his back, then leaned against the door, did not enter, Fang Yang and Fang Hongbo stood awkwardly for a while, and finally sat on the old sofa in the living room as soon as they entered the door. They sat face to face, but no one spoke for a while.

　　 Fang Yang didn't know what was going on with Fang Hongbo, he was just fear in his heart.

　　 Fang Hongbo seemed to come back to his senses, and said: "I didn't expect that I can sit here and talk to you."

　　 "When you were a kid, you liked to jump around on these sofas, and you didn't listen."

　　 Fang Yang thought of his childhood, his eyes were complicated, and he hummed.

　　, thinking that he would rarely come back after going out, he paused and said:

　　 "Dad, how have you been all these years?"

　　…………

　　 People and ghosts met, but nothing harmful happened.

　　 The father and son in the house just talk slowly.

Wei Yuan did not intend to listen to the exchange between father and son, but he did not avoid too far. He stood at the door with his sword and looked at the man who was pulled by the two ghosts. The camouflage on the man's face had been removed and recovered. Zhen Rong, in his forties, has a little thin cheeks and a look of panic in his eyes.

　　 Wei Yuan still has some incomprehension in Fang Hongbo's situation.

　　According to Fang Yang, Fang Hongbo died four months ago and was buried according to the customs of his hometown.

　　 But now Fang Hongbo is undoubtedly physically.

　　 Who dug up the grave and dug out Fang Hongbo's body?

　　 Fang Hongbo is convinced that his son is dead.

　　 What's the matter with this memory?

　　 The man who stopped the car wanted to come to the place where Fang Hongbo lived alone, and told a story like that, saying that he had nothing to do with Fang Hongbo and it was absolutely impossible, but why did he know that Fang Yang would come back? Stop the car on this road.

This man doesn’t know Wei Yuan’s own particularity. Does it mean that even if Fang Yang didn’t go to the museum to meet Wei Yuan, he would return in the end. In other words, these people had already focused on Fang Yang from the beginning. What are you plotting?

　　 Does this matter also have something to do with Zhang Yue's renewal?

　　 Wei Yuan whispered a few words to the water ghost and the sword soldier ghost.

　　 took out the willow leaf talisman and opened his eyes to the man pretending to be a ghost.

Then the two ghosts dragged the frightened man with weak legs aside, and began to ask, that the man himself had no way of doing things, and the two ghost lights looked like death and ferocious. They were so frightened that they were already scared. I was so gutted that I didn't ask much, so I said everything in one go.

　　…………

　　 The man is called Wang Honghe.

　　 is a ruined settlement in a village. His parents died early, leaving him a big man.

He had hands and feet, but he was too lazy to die. He relied on the state's subsistence allowances to make a living, and it was the least particular kind. He was given a piglet to raise pigs to earn money and support himself. As a result, I took it back in the morning, killed the pig for meat in the afternoon, exchanged the money for wine, and got drunk.

　　 When you run out of money, you go to the official office to make trouble. If you don't make trouble, you won't go back.

　　 In the end, the whole village looked down upon such a trash person.

He didn't care, he still lived his life on his own. One day he was greedy and ate the food and wine offered on the graveyard. He walked home with a pot of wine, but when he walked, he walked to a house. A restaurant that I have never seen before is quaint.

　　 There are people coming and going, and it is very lively.

　　Some people are drinking, some are talking and laughing loudly.

　　 Chicken, duck and fish meat on the table, flying in the sky, running on the ground, everything.

Wang Hong and himself knew about their own affairs and absolutely didn't have the money to go in for dinner, but they were really greedy, plus they were drunk, thinking about eating such a free meal, they would suffer at most one beating, and they couldn't commit themselves to beating themselves. So he raised his head and pushed the door and walked in.

　　 As soon as he walked in, all the guests in the room looked at him with weird eyes.

　　 Wine is so bold, not to mention that I am a jerk.

　　 Wang Honghe was used to seeing other people's scrutiny, sat at the table, patted the table and asked the boss to serve the signature dishes.

　　 The boss said: "Guests, the food in the small shop, the average person can't eat it."

　　 Wang Honghe patted the table and cursed, "Do you think I can't afford it?!"

So the boss didn’t say anything any more, he just said a few words, and then retired. After a while, he served a table of good food and wine. Wang Honghe ate and drank a good meal and ate to his heart’s content, and finally arrived. After the checkout, he began to pretend to be an uncle, flossing his teeth with a chicken bone, and at the same time saying whether he wanted money or not.

　　 It’s really not good.

　　 I saw that the boss's eyes were a little weird, and the whole room was silent, and my heart was inexplicably cold.

　　 Suddenly discovered that the boss was so close, that he could not hear the breathing of the opposite person. There was only the breathing of the other person in this restaurant. Wang Hong woke up immediately after he was in harmony, and his head was clouded. Could it be that he hit a ghost? When he was so scared that his hands and feet were numb, a man pulled him over and said that he had invited him for this meal.

　　 Then he pulled Wang Honghe out.

　　 said with a smile: "You are so bold, dare to eat rice in this kind of place."

Wang Honghe turned his head stiffly and saw that there were any guests and bosses in the restaurant. He was so gloomy. He lit two blue lanterns and the room was full of coffin wreaths. His legs were so frightened that he could not stand. Stay, and quickly thank the man when he wakes up.

　　 The man looked at him up and down, and said:

　　 "You are a little bit courageous, why don't you do things for me."

　　 "After you are done, you can naturally get a lot of money, at least you don't need to eat ghost rice."

After that, the man often contacted Wang Honghe, every time he had good food and drink, and finally let him take charge of Fang's affairs. After the incident was completed, he had a lot of money to get, and he didn't think much about it, so he agreed to everything. obey.

　　…………

　　 After Wang Honghe finished speaking, he lowered his head and his body trembled.

　　 He bumped into a ghost before, but all he saw were normal people at the time. Where did he see the two next to him who looked so fierce? At this time, I hate myself for being unable to faint, Wei Yuan is thoughtful, it seems that this man has gone to a restaurant in the ghost market.

　　 Wang Hong and the man mentioned may be the master.

　　 is a person who spreads the singular tricks of ‘Life with Life’ and ‘Don’t Die’ in Quan City.

　　 Generally, the Zuo Dao method is just a trick to practice, such as the first few eye-opening methods.

　　 The road is fierce, the effect is quick, and there may be sequelae.

　　 But it will not be harmful to others.

　　 And this type of sorcery requires the lives of others when practicing, and its own existence will cause harm to the surrounding people. Zhang Yue’s original method of renewing life is to extend the life of his daughter with his own life. UU reading www.uukanshuu. In fact, com can use the lives of other people to complete spells.

　　 More than an hour passed before the conversation in the room slowly stopped.

Wei Yuan entered the room and saw that the expressions of the two people eased, Fang Yang's eyes were red, while Fang Hongbo's expressions were complex and satisfied. In memory, their father and son hadn't talked like this for a long time. After the death of their son, He was satisfied enough to have such an experience.

　　 Wei Yuan sat down, put the sword on his knees, glanced at Fang Yang, looked at Fang Hongbo, and said:

　　 "Mr. Fang, would you like to hear a story?"

　　 Fang Hongbo was taken aback, looked at his son, and nodded.

　　 Wei Yuan retells Wang Hong and the previous story.

　　The purpose is to mention Fang Hongbo, as a pavement, to wake him up.

　　 Wei Yuan said that his voice was calm.

　　 Fang Yang kept his head down, his palms on his knees.

　　 Fang Hongbo's face changed.

　　 Wei Yuan left the last sentence, looked at Fang Hongbo, and said peacefully: “Some people are dead, but they don’t know that they have to be broken by others, and if they are broken, they are really dead.”

　　 He has not continued.

　　 Fang Hongbo suddenly got excited, the old man stood up abruptly, his eyes widened, and said:

　　 "My son is still alive!"

　　 "He is in good shape, he is not dead at all!"

　　 there was a thud.

　　 Fang Yang knelt on the ground, kowtow heavily, and his voice echoed with the old man’s words:

　　 "Dad, you are dead!"

　　 "Don't be obsessed anymore!"

　　PS: In Fang Hongbo's eyes, Fang Yang is dead.

　　 Fang Hongbo is dead in Fang Yang's eyes~

　　 Thank you for not only the bookworms who have eaten the book, thank you~