Museum of Demons
Chapter 8: Supernatural power
The sleeping ghosts were woken up by Wei Yuan directly hitting the door.
Although they have become ghosts, they are not horrible ghosts, and their influence during their lifetime is still retained. In fact, most ghosts are irrational and will follow the regular activities formed by the habits of their lives, while such rational wandering spirits still retain sleep. The habit of resting, especially today is a shock.
sat in front of Wei Yuan with sleepy eyes at the moment.
I didn't know why, but disappeared for a while, they felt that the unpredictable person in front of them had an aura that made them feel depressed, a little hard to resist what he said, so they could only stay honestly.
Wei Yuan opened his eyes with willow leaves soaked in water.
Then he pulled a stool and sat in front of the group of ghosts, asking about the cause of death of these ghosts and what they were good at.
The first one was the swelling water ghost. After he answered, Wei Yuan looked at the water ghost and asked in a little surprise:
"So, when you were fishing alone at night, you accidentally dozed off and fell into the water?"
"Yes."
"Since you are so sleepy, why didn't you go home earlier?"
"If it doesn't work, it won't work. You have to catch something up when you come out. Where can you get the air force? Tell me about you."
"Then what did you catch last?"
"...I caught a corpse, my own, opened my face, and was shocked, only to realize that I had become a ghost. I was caught by a rotten fishing net under the water and could not swim up."
The second eldest sister was a painter who collected the style.
The two paper men were purchased from a descendant of a deceased master and fu, and they have not been good at it for some years, at most because the main body is a piece of paper, which can be eavesdropped in through the crack of the door.
In the end, the man in costume with a broken sword was taking a nap. Seeing Wei Yuan asked himself, he instinctively straightened his back slightly, and then cautiously said: "...My name, I don’t remember well, but I still remember working as a errand under Dashuai Qi and cutting down a few Japanese pirates. Somehow, I slept till now."
Qi Jiajun?
Wei Yuan was a little surprised.
That's an old ghost for hundreds of years, but he didn't become a ghost king like in the story?
thought for a while and said: "Then you know how to do swordsmanship?"
The man replied honestly: "Well, broad swords, Japanese swords, guns, and birdclaws can all be ordered."
'S voice paused, and then quickly added:
"It's just the rough and shallow martial arts in the army. You can form a mandarin duck formation, which can't be compared with the generals."
"It's okay, it will do."
Wei Yuan put his waist card in his pocket, and finally had an object who could use his supernatural powers.
Right now, fishing and painting can't help demons and demons.
He also learned that the ancients gave a fist to the swordsman and ghost of the Qi family army, and said:
"There is something you need to cooperate with. I have trouble."
"Don't dare to be, not dare to be."
Wei Yuan opened his five fingers slightly, and then in front of the ghosts, a streamer appeared in his right hand, and a transparent talisman appeared in his palm.
Wei Yuan felt that a part of his unspeakable power was passing by, and during the existence of the talisman, this power was still fading. He did not dare to delay, his wrist flicked, and he pointed the talisman on the brows of the sword soldier ghost who was terrified and did not dare to move. Whisper.
"Climbing stone cracks, wearing a seal. Wearing a canopy on the head, and walking on the feet."
"Left support Liujia, right guard Liujia, why the gods are not prosperous, what ghosts dare to be, Evil!"
…………
【Exorcism】Supernatural powers have already worked.
Wei Yuan felt that Qi's army soul was lodged in his right hand, under his own control.
At the same time, an indescribable feeling emerged in my heart.
is a sense of familiarity.
The mastery of cold weapon combat and some hot weapons is not a skill that needs to be recalled, but an instinct that is directly integrated into the body, it is an experience, an experience that has been honed and survived on the cruelest battlefield in an era.
He tried to get acquainted with this feeling.
After thinking for a while, he went to the next cabinet and searched for it.
There have been ghosts here, no, there are indeed ghosts. The previous three people who guarded the museum bought the Longquan sword online to ward off evil spirits. It turned out that it was useless, but the sword was still there because of this. The place was evil, and they didn't dare to take the sword away when they left.
is the eight-faced sword.
Wei Yuan took out the sword and stood in the living room, holding the hilt.
Close your eyes and meditate.
A familiar feeling emerged.
Wei Yuan has never been in contact with weapons, but now he has a natural evaluation of swords in his heart.
is a good steel.
is not a good sword.
Pity.
Wei Yuan let out a sigh of distractions, holding the sword, trying to follow the instinct and experience to use the sword, chop, stab, draw arcs from the bottom up, pull the defense, retreat and avoid, it is simple battlefield swordsmanship, not much In the bells and whistles, the speed was very slow at first, and the movements were a bit rusty, but gradually became more sophisticated and the speed gradually increased.
The water ghost next to Wei Yuan saw some dry and lame swordsmanship, and his face was strange, whispering to other wandering souls, making comments.
Wei Yuan didn't care, he just tried to get acquainted with the experience as much as possible.
Suddenly, he seemed to see a battlefield with corpses all over the field.
is a bird's-eye view from above, the most impressive experience of the remnant soul of the Qi family army.
But that kind of cruel blood evil spirit that is unique to the cold weapon battlefield, still shocked Wei Yuan's pupils to shrink, and he was in a trance for a moment.
The phantom disappeared instantly.
But the swordsmanship experience gained by [Exorcism] exploded.
Wei Yuan is like being on the battlefield, with a ferocious enemy in front of him. He takes a step back suddenly, half lunge, and his back is tight, like a tight bow.
The muscles all over his body burst out instantly, and the eight-faced sword in his hand slammed forward.
A strong, piercing sound.
When this simple and simple sword trick ended, the blade made of patterned steel was still trembling.
The sword is entangled in the first type of usage of [Expelling Ghosts], the power of expelling evil spirits is overflowing.
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A group of wandering spirits stood on their toes, their backs against the wall, and they dared not move.
The room was horribly silent, only the deep and solemn swordsman slowly escaped.
Wei Yuan closed his eyes. After a long time, he exhaled a suffocating breath and pointed a stroke. A talisman appeared in the void, and then collapsed. The exorcism method was lifted. The sword soldier ghost appeared next to him, and the whole ghost looked all Somewhat dazed, Wei Yuan put away the sword. I don't know if it was an illusion. He felt that even after the [Expelling Ghosts] was removed, he still had a part of the sense of proficiency with the sword.
Although it is not comparable to the surviving fighters on the battlefield, it is not comparable to ordinary enthusiasts.
The remnant soul of the Qi family army was in a daze, with some premonitions, and said: "My lord wants..."
Wei Yuan nodded, pointed to the red embroidered shoes, and said:
"This thing has come to my door, I have to deal with it."
He recalled the courtyard house he saw in his dream, and the antique and extremely real wooden building. There was an instinctive feeling that this wooden building probably existed. According to various ghost stories, such a place must be Useful to contain female ghosts.
If you are looking for a place, you can search on the Internet, but the speed is definitely slow.
Besides, there is another way.
"You and I will report the case."
The water ghost was stunned: "Call the police to catch the ghost? Can it work?"
Wei Yuan found a box and put away the red embroidered shoes and the strand of black hair that had been cut off before, and said:
"With these, I should try to convince them to help find a place."
"If you didn't guess wrong, the red embroidered shoes on the feet of the one who was killed earlier are gone."
…………
at this time.
A dark car stopped in front of the Quan City Police Station.
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