Museum of Demons

General?

Shen Jifeng looked at the woman in yellow clothes in front of her, she seemed sober, and she seemed to be still in a dream, unable to think.

Surrounded by the flowing Luojiang River, there is a stone stele with the three ancient characters Luoshuidu written on it, but it is a little broken, everything is real, but Shen Jifeng is unable to move freely, and the woman in yellow in front of him said a few more words. Sentence, then said:

"The cheap concubine can't deliver this thing to the girl herself, so she waits at the Luoshui Ferry."

"This is a serious matter, I hope you can get it quickly."

After worshipping again, he retreated into the water step by step.

Shen Jifeng was anxious and wanted to reach out to hold the yellow-clothed lady, but with this thought, the surrounding environment shattered like a bubble in an instant.

………………

"Senior Sister Shen? Sister Shen, wake up..."

"Wake up, wake up."

Shen Jifeng was awakened in a daze.

When he opened his eyes, the special operations team had a somewhat worried face in front of him. Seeing that Shen Jifeng woke up, Zhang Hao heaved a sigh of relief, handed her a cup of coffee, and said, "Did you have a nightmare? I kept shouting to stop... …"

"You ran for a whole night, if you really can't hold it, go take a rest first."

Shen Jifeng took the coffee subconsciously, shook his head, and said:

"No, I don't know why I was so sleepy all of a sudden, I am much better now."

"Go on, the Master Weiguan is still in the ghost domain, and must find a way to go in again."

He lowered his head and took a sip of coffee. The slightly bitter taste stimulated the tip of his tongue, feeling refreshed. Shen Jifeng remembered the short but real dream just now. He pressed his eyebrows, and never thought of the spirit of dreams, just as if he was right or wrong. Really think by day and dream by night.

At this moment, she glanced slightly, and saw that there were traces of water on the table next to the text.

"Wanwang will come soon."

Shen Jifeng's eyes widened.

Not a dream!

Zhang Hao noticed the strangeness of Shen Jifeng and said, "What's the matter?"

Shen Jifeng shook his head, thinking of what he saw in the dream, and muttered: "I just seemed to have a dream. In that dream, there was a woman in yellow clothes..."

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After a while.

The engine roared.

Zhang Hao stepped on the accelerator with his right foot.

The special operations group’s vehicle was driving fast on the vehicle. They just asked the old people in the village and they learned that there was a place called Luoshuidu near the village, but because of the deep water, many people died in the village. The people here basically don't go there, it's already deserted.

They had just asked the direction and route, and they were passing by.

Zhang Hao bit the cigarette, turned the steering wheel with his palm, and said, "It's a dream."

"While being able to enlighten the dream, leave traces by your side. At least one hundred and fifty to two hundred years of Taoism. This kind of spirit can experience almost all the events of a country from its prosperity to its decline in ancient times. This kind of spirit, this kind of spirit..."

He shook his head, not knowing how to describe it, and then guessed:

"This spirit has been doing the way for almost two hundred years. Who is the general in her mouth? Could it be that she was a military commander in the Ming Dynasty two hundred years ago, who made great achievements in his life, and was sacrificed by posterity after her death. The land or landscape of the area, the gods of the landscape, perceive the strangeness of the ghost realm, and send the spirits to give you dreams?

"But in this era, the gods have basically disappeared."

Shen Jifeng said: "Maybe it's because it's already like a candle in the wind, that I need Aunt Huang to send the message."

"maybe."

Zhang Hao responded, and added a little strength with his right foot on the accelerator.

He was still a little anxious.

After all, Wei Yuan, who had been invited before, is still trapped in the ghost realm. He just said that Shen Jifeng has been tired for a long time. He has hardly slept in the past few days. Seeing that he has a clue as to where he can stay in control, he gave it again. With the gas, the off-road vehicle smashed away from the weeds on the road, and finally found Naluo Shuidu.

Almost the first time he saw this place, Shen Jifeng's expression changed a little.

Except that the width of Luoshui cannot be compared with that of the ghost domain, the terrain here is almost the same as the ghost domain hotel. There is also a river flowing past, and then it almost turns a corner with a right-angle curvature, and continues to flow away. go with.

After the two got out of the car, they quickly walked to the side of the Luoshuidu Stone Tablet.

But he didn't find the woman in yellow clothes. Shen Jifeng was uneasy and looked around. He suddenly heard the sound of running water. Turning his head, he saw a yellow croaker rising out of the water, flapping his tail to sleep, Shen Jifeng's heart moved slightly, subconsciously said. : "Aunt Huang?"

The yellow croaker nodded repeatedly.

Zhang Hao heard the voice and saw the yellow croaker who knew human nature, and in surprise he also guessed that this might be the true body of the dream spirit.

Shen Jifeng squatted down on the bank and looked at the yellow fish and said, "Miss Huang, what does the general want you to give us?"

Zhang Hao was also a little moved in his heart, a military commander with great achievements in the last years of Ming Dynasty.

What will be delivered by this yellow croaker?

He remembered the allusion of "double carp, ruler's book" in ancient times, and couldn't help wondering if there was also a letter in the mouth of the yellow aunt. Then he saw the yellow croaker swim to the shore, opened his mouth, and spit out a tough blister, something. Falling into Shen Jifeng's hands, the girl just glanced at it, and her body stiffened.

Zhang Hao stepped forward and asked curiously, "What did the General Daming give?"

Shen Jifeng raised his head little by little, and looked at Zhang Hao, seeming a little dazed, before stupefyingly after a long time:

"The memory card of the main guard..."

"what?!!"

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Looking at the small memory card in his hand.

Zhang Hao and Shen Jifeng were relatively speechless for a while, and their minds were a little confused.

Aunt Huang said that the general asked her to bring this thing over.

But what was sent here was a memory card that needed Wei Yuan's fingerprint to be removed...

Shen Jifeng took a deep breath and stammered: "But, maybe the Master Weiguan met the general inside, and then please ask Aunt Huang to bring things here."

Zhang Hao nodded slowly and said: "It should be like this..."

In my mind, I remembered that when Wei Yuan fought, he was full of murderous aura, like a battlefield swordsmanship rushed out of an ancient battlefield. The hand holding the cigarette shook a little, and his scalp was a little numb. Shen Jifeng carried the big box with him. Like a notebook, insert the memory card, and quickly recall the contents.

There is only one file.

After opening, the short text spreads out.

Zhang Hao exhaled and went to look at the contents of the document, and Shen Jifeng's expression slowly became solemn. After reading it, Zhang Hao was a little afraid to say: "It's just that in less than one night, the master of the museum has already formed the ghost domain. Have you figured out the ins and outs of this?"

Shen Jifeng slid the file to the end and said, "The Master Weiguan wants us to help."

She raised her head to look at the anti-gongsha, and said:

"Digging the river, diverting the river directly, directly breaking the anti-bow evil here, digging the foundation of the ghost domain, and then, the master of the museum said, if possible, to change the feng shui here."

"Change it?"

"Correct."

Shen Jifeng helped his glasses and said in a somewhat unclear way:

"It must be changed to the Western White Tiger Sha, which is more fierce than the anti-bow Sha."

"The more fierce the better."

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In the ghost domain, the atmosphere became more enthusiastic than ever.

The starving ghost with thin limbs clapped his hands and laughed, and the ghost with green faces and fangs walked on the street.

The girl under the bridge covered her lips and chuckled softly.

What a Hundred Ghosts Night Walk!

All ghosts know that today is the day for the ghost king to marry the goddess on the mountain. Once the ghost king marries the goddess, the pattern of the ghost domain will be completely formed. It has great advantages for them. Therefore, almost all ghosts will go up the mountain to the ghost king on this day. Congratulation.

But there are always exceptions.

There are also ghosts who have to work at this time.

A broken sword soldier looked at the brightly lit mountain with envy, thinking that there must be good meat to eat, heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys are not lacking, but he is ordered by the king of ghosts to stay here and guard Yiwu, the sword soldier ghost regretfully retracted his gaze and prepared to go back.

suddenly!

A black shadow fell from the sky.

Almost instantly, he pressed his knees against the spine of the sword soldier ghost, suppressing it fiercely, covering the ghost’s mouth with one hand, and slashing across the throat with the other hand like a broken sword of a short soldier, cutting the ghost’s head directly. After coming down, Wei Yuan rolled around and hid in a thicket of grass.

The action is coherent and complete in one go.

There was no sound.

Like the legendary assassin who adheres to the creed.

Approaching silently, sneaking silently.

perfect.

Wei Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, then raised his head, and saw a war dead ghost holding a spear on the left staring blankly at himself hiding in the grass. It seemed that the lack of brain capacity could not quickly understand what was going on. He Wei Yuan Dayan stared at it for a long time before he remembered that he was going to find other ghosts.

But he had already been cut off by a sword of light.

It's just that the sound of the fight is still a bit loud after all, there are ghosts left behind in the door hearing the sound and asking:

"what's happenin?!"

Sneak failure.

Wei Yuan let out a sigh of relief, realizing that his type of attacking tough fronts, killing demons and slaying demons, is still too reluctant to sneak through this difficult action~www.readwn.com~ glanced at the warm mountain top. There is still a long way to go, and the noisy sounds there can be heard so far away. Obviously, the movement from here is basically not transmitted there.

Simply gave up the idea of ​​stealing Yuyi quietly, and stood upright.

He drew out the eight-faced sword with his backhand and kicked the door open.

The ghosts didn't seem to have expected that there would be people who would dare to enter the ghost realm so upright and be stunned for a while.

Wei Yuan's left hand had pulled out a powerful gun, and quickly shot the bullet against the group of ghosts.

The roaring and rhythmic sound of gunfire was submerged in the carnival on the top of the mountain, but the armor-piercing bullets penetrated the weak parts of the ghosts here, sputtering stinky black pus and blood, and shot the bullets. There are a few ghosts here. He was stunned, unable to react to what had happened, Wei Yuan had quickly approached, and the eight-faced sword in his right hand tore the cold light, and slashed at the ghost.

Hello, Lieutenant Si Li.

Robbery.

PS: Thanks to the leader of Yakoshi, thank you~