Museum of Demons

The picture in front of Wei Yuan stopped abruptly.

The true spirit in Crouching Tiger Order dissipated and exhausted, and the memory of that chaotic history finally stayed after Queen Mother Xi and many Confucian disciples agreed that they would walk the world once every over a hundred years, and Jue was also accompanied by Queen Mother Li. go with.

What about the back?

Snapped.

there is none left.

Wei Yuan was silent for a long time and pressed his eyebrows.

Many doubts.

In the end, he vaguely remembered some fascination. It seemed that the Master asked him to find someone, and he must bring that person out of a certain situation. At that time, he asked the Master very seriously. Come out, what should I do?

The old master joked that he should also bring it out.

Can't let him die anymore.

How far is it?

Yuan, to the extent that he would be tied out even if he was to be tied up.

As for the latter part, Wei Yuan didn’t even have a slight vague impression, even who was the person who wanted him to bring out, whether he was brought out in the end, and what experience he had with that person afterwards, Wei Yuan Can't remember everything.

It seems that there is a little real spirit aura remaining on the Crouching Tiger Order, and the part related to this part has been eliminated, and even Wei Yuan can't remember it by this thing.

However, this seems to be just an exhortation from the Master, not so important.

Or maybe it’s because it’s not so important and not so worthy of being taken care of, so I forgot it.

It's like it's hard to remember the experience of one day when I was young.

There are too many commissions like Master, do you remember how many loaves of bread you have eaten before?

of course not.

However, the master joked that sentence, even if it is tied up, it must be tied out.

Let Wei Yuan feel a little curious.

I don't know who it is, but the Master takes it so seriously.

Wei Yuan can easily see that this sentence is only a description of the degree of strength, not really asking him to visit the door with a rope. If the other party does not agree, he will directly tie it and throw it in the bullock cart, and then go crazy. The car broke out of the big city and took a roundabout way back to Ludi.

Even I can't do such a thing.

Do you think it really did that back then?

Hahahaha, just kidding.

impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Wei Yuan is very confident.

The owner of the museum is confident.

Although he didn't realize why before he thought of this, he had naturally completed in his mind how to tie people out of a metropolis with an old ox cart and a rope, and avoid the criminal behavior of chasing soldiers.

But despite being full of doubts, and despite the incompleteness of the true spirit in the Crouching Tiger Order, Wei Yuan finally understood why Queen Mother West was so idle and wandering around the world when she was fine. It was the Master in order to get the Crouching Tiger Order. Run to break through.

And it was the Kunlun trial while the Queen Mother of the West was still there.

The difficulty can be imagined.

As a result, the Master easily broke two hurdles. Even the pride of Queen Mother West recognized the Master and felt that he could be the master of Kunlun on earth. The Master said that he didn’t care about this and turned around and ran away. Queen Mother West’s character would definitely be in his heart. Blocked up.

What do you mean?

What do you think of Kunlun Mountain?

So he went down the mountain to intercept the Master.

Finally, after a period of discussion on the Tao, I realized that I could not let the Master go on the road to birth, so I had to give up the plan to bring the Master back to Kunlun to be the Kunlun Mountain God on earth, and to do with the Confucian disciples every over a hundred years. Go to the world to see the promise of everything in this world.

but…

Wei Yuan's thoughts are slightly off.

The little girl with pink jade appeared in her mind, her eyes widened.

Then her face turned pale, her eyes filled with water, and finally there were two big packs of tears in her eyes.

When Jue was a child, there was a drop of baby fat on his face? !

Moreover, his face was expressionless, and he was obedient and persuaded.

I really want to rub it.

Damn it.

Wei Yuan gritted his teeth.

Why was there no camera at that time!

Why!

If there is, I must take a dozen shots without blind spots in all directions, and then hide them in the teaching materials sent by the master. When I die, I will bury my own teaching materials with me. I can now go to my own grave.

Simply perfect!

Soon Wei Yuan suddenly thought that although he didn’t have a camera, he could paint by himself. Traditional Chinese painting had been born since the Zhou Dynasty, but at that time he was painting on silk, which was quite expensive. The Master also used branches as a pen to show it on the sand.

Wei Yuan looked solemn.

Take out the white paper, pen and ink, and end the inkstone.

Then dipped the pen in the ink.

Concentrate on perfusion.

Concentrate all of your energy on the tip of the pen and slowly draw down.

After a while.

"Boss, I made a new happy water..."

The water ghost opened the door heartily and entered.

See the painting on Wei Yuan's desk, and see the painting above.

The water ghost thoughtfully.

The water ghost remembered that he seemed to have been crossed a lot recently.

The water ghost decided to flatter.

So he graciously praised: "Ah, boss, you still know how to paint!"

"Look at how good this painting is and how wonderful the brushwork is!"

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

"This word, Niu, two words, Niu~bi!, four words, Niubi!"

"In short, this is Niubi **** opening the door for Niubi, Niubi is home!"

The water ghost praised for a while, but he still didn't say enough:

"But it's not yet Chinese New Year."

"Boss, what do you do with the Lucky Fu doll?"

"Chubby and chubby."

"This is so rich."

Wei Yuan: "..."

No change in face: "Practice the pen."

The water ghost who was quite familiar with Wei Yuan noticed that it was unusual.

The water ghost decided to adopt a conservative strategy.

Basically, this strategy will not have any bad results.

If you put it in the game, this is basically a cheat code!

He believed: "Ah, boss, are you preparing to surprise Miss Jue?"

"Do you want me to show this painting to Miss Jue?"

Wei Yuan: "..."

Water ghost: "..."

Stepped on thunder? !

He smiled stiffly and was silent, and then accepted his ending as a matter of course, and asked in a rhetorical but sure tone: "Fork out?"

The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched:

"go out."

"Just fine."

"Okay, you are busy!"

The water ghost nodded sharply.

Wait until the water ghost retreats all over.

Wei Yuan was silent, put down the pen without changing his face, crumpled the roll of paper, kneaded it into a ball, and then threw it abruptly.

I lost it!

The paper ball burned in the air and turned into ashes.

Confucian disciple Yuan.

Li, the penultimate.

Le, drifting across the line.

Shu, three thousand disciples are considered to be in the upper-middle class.

Easy, first place!

Of course, it's the countdown.

But Yuwasha is a perfect score!

In summary, he is a idiot.

Wei Yuan looked up to the sky and sighed.

Why can't I paint? !

Master, why don't you try a little bit harder?

Maybe there are artistic cells in my hidden nature?

………

After reluctantly gave up the hope of keeping the young girl's posture as a child.

Wei Yuan re-examined the Lying Tiger Order.

However, although the internal system and sources of Crouching Tiger Order were broken, the rewards and punishments of Crouching Tiger Order were directly based on Lu Wu. Wei Yuan looked at so many merit points and converted, he basically looked like the past. The teacher, like Crouching Tiger, ploughed the monsters in the entire Shenzhou.

Wei Yuan tapped the Crouching Tiger Order with his fingers and said, "You are the treasure of Kunlun, and you should also have spirituality."

"So you can also know that I have killed Yan Zhao and have calmed down many crises."

"Please count these as merits."

The crouching tiger hummed.

Then it showed no permission, I acted impartially, and you have to surrender the attitude of a hundred great monsters.

The corners of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched.

At this moment, in a sense, he felt like a hard worker.

After finishing the big business, the boss over there said, ah, sorry, this business is not our original goal, we can’t count performance for you, if you want a bonus, you have to do something else. La.

Holding back his temper, he gently persuaded:

"A hundred pieces are too much after all, that one is awkward."

"In the name of disasters, far more than a hundred great monsters."

"Moreover, I was too indifferent to you before, which is my fault."

The crouching tiger hummed.

Wei Yuan said, "No discussion?"

Crouching Tiger Ling completely ignored him.

Not negotiable.

good.

In the next second, Wei Yuan didn't change his face. He directly took out a big axe from his cuffs and slammed it beside Crouching Tiger Ling with a gentle smile, but the big axe was full of deterrence and imposing momentum.

As the Master said, there is no need to retreat again and again.

Young people of my generation should have an axe in one hand and reason in the other.

Swallow my merits? !

Ah spit it out!

Crouching Tiger Order: "..."

After a while, after Wei Yuan’s cordial and gentle talk about the truth, only one of the 100 big monsters required by Crouching Tiger Order was left, Wei Yuan put away the axe without changing his face, and said in a gentle manner: "That’s right. Well."

He put on the waist badge, ready to exchange the Dragon Tiger Sword for the old Taoist priest.

He glanced at Jue's direction and saw the girl reading.

Warm in my heart.

It's always you.

He didn't hesitate about his feelings, and his state of mind at this moment was already strong enough to be full of courage even in the face of questions from the Kunlun gods.

After all, he didn't hesitate at all. After removing his inner feelings, he didn't need to question. He was also confident. In terms of his external performance, there was nothing that could make the Kunlun gods doubt. How do you say that...

My heart and my walk are as clear as a mirror.

Wei Yuan walked out of the museum.

Crouching Tiger makes it rare to open the function of searching for the big monster once.

It's almost the same status as the Yellow Turban warrior's protector and punish evil function.

And in order to be able to at least surpass the Yellow Turban Warrior Sweeping Curse in terms of status.

It has a little bit of enthusiasm.

A big fish was found soon.

‘More than 1,400 miles in the northwest, there is a great demon who has traveled in Tao for more than a thousand years! ’

Wei Yuan retracted his gaze and swiped a shared bicycle.

Leave!

Great demon, your grandpa Crouching Tiger is here!

...

The museum is more than 1,400 miles northwest.

This is the largest city nearby.

Inside a restaurant in the city.

Wearing a hoodie, a heroic face, big and bright eyes, there is a rare young girl who is chivalrous.

Sitting in the shop, for some reason, I suddenly felt my eyebrows jump.

He raised his head in surprise.

Calculate carefully.

But I didn't feel anything.

After thinking about it, I had to continue to lower her head and point to the menu. Her face was heroic, but her voice was from the south of the Yangtze River, like Nong's soft language: "I want this."

The beautiful waitress reluctantly retracted her gaze from the heroic girl's face. UU read www.uukanshu.com and said: "I see, bullfrog chicken pot?"

"This is a meal for two, do you eat it alone?"

"Yes."

The heroic girl raised her hand, her black hair tied into a ball head, but tied with a simple wooden hairpin.

Added:

"Bullfrog, more."

PS: Update today...... Three thousand four hundred words, thanks to the leader of the abandoned Taoist god, thank you~

In fact, it should be considered as an increase (not straightforward and strong), and it is not under the circumstance of work and rest, so...please ask for votes (????????~

Two million words are left, and there are still one million words left before the goal.

Then there will be no long memories. The main point is that it will not appear as long as the Great Tang Chapter and the Yellow Turban Chapter, but interspersed, of course, not too many.