Museum of Demons

Chapter 401: Fate

Wei Yuan wiped the sword clean. This eight-faced sword was originally just an ordinary long sword. Now it has undergone a bloody battle and has been completely reborn. Even if it once beheaded a god, the blade is still as sharp as the moment it just came out. It is enough to break through the ancient steel, reflecting Wei Yuan's dark eyes.

Wei Yuan held the sword and stuck it around his neck in reverse.

Look dignified.

Shave off the stubble.

Feeling in my heart, this thing is much easier to use than any razor.

Then he put the sword back in Tai's scabbard.

Then, with his back on his back, he put away the gun that had been modified enough to kill an African elephant.

Considering that sometimes, firearms can avoid leaking mana, and it may be useful in the world of mountains and seas.

Then there are elixirs, which can heal wounds and restore mana.

Well, there is also a little secret laxative...

Under the twitching gaze of Yuanjue's forehead, Wei Yuan put on a harmless face this kind of thing that surpassed poison at some point. The latter gasped, and silently recited scriptures for someone who might be recruited, Because Yuanjue accidentally ate some of it.

He is an invulnerable diamond, invulnerable to all poisons.

But unfortunately, this thing is not poisonous at all, or this thing belongs to the accelerated detoxification.

Good stuff!

It's just a bit of a waste.

In addition, there are all kinds of talismans. Although they are not in the human world, there is no way to outline the large array of talismans that exist in the world. The effects of these talismans are greatly reduced, but sometimes they still have their value.

Finally, a bag full of soybeans was placed on the waist.

Soybeans that have gone through the previous steps can summon yellow turban fighters even in the mountains and seas.

When everything was ready, Wei Yuan dragged out the dragon who was eating and drinking in the museum. This guy was brought back by Wei Yuan from the mountain and sea world, and after he stuffed it in his sleeve, he changed completely. Became a house dragon.

But this time when Wei Yuan went to the Xishan Realm, he still planned to take it with him.

It's just that Wei Yuan didn't expect that when it was time to leave, an old acquaintance in the museum actually came to the door. It was the old professor Dong Yuefeng, who greeted him with a smile, saying that the matter of the emperor's mausoleum was over, and that he would retire soon. Will be moving here too, so check out the future neighbors in advance.

After finishing speaking, the old man fixed his eyes on Wei Yuan, and said:

"Wei Yuan, do you still have an impression of the Emperor's Mausoleum?"

He fell into a coma in the imperial mausoleum, and after he came out, he always felt that he had forgotten something, he seemed to have seen something, something that he was unwilling to forget, even if he lost his memory, he would try his best to capture that memory live.

He also asked other people, but everyone almost forgot what they experienced in the imperial tomb. Coupled with the disappearance of people, this time, the grand exploration of the imperial tomb was covered with a veil of mystery.

But historians are the group of people who ruthlessly grabbed the veil of the goddess of history for the sake of the past of mankind. Accurately deduce the age of the jar.

Their curiosity even made them act as group destruction machines in some malicious games. At this time, Wei Yuan looked at the old professor with piercing eyes and deeply felt that the people who made such designs , must be well aware of the nature of historians and archaeologists.

The memories of those who entered the imperial mausoleum were all sealed without exception.

Wei Yuan did not change his face, shook his head, with Oscar-level acting skills and innocence, said:

"I forgot."

"I was also in a coma at the time."

"That's it...that's a pity."

Dong Yuefeng whispered like this, but how much he believed, no one knew.

He had a few words with Bronze Jue, and finally sat on a chair in the museum, turned his head and looked at the old street in the early winter outside, the expression on his face eased, and he said with a smile: "To be honest, it's time for me to retire too. Ah, then I will be able to talk more with you, old man..."

When Wei Yuan was pouring tea, he glanced at the flower shop.

Jue is not here, she went out.

Yesterday, before leaving, Yu Ji handed a pottery to Wei Yuan and said, "This is a gift from her." The voice of the heroic woman in red paused, her eyes seemed a little strange, and she added Said: "Well, the original gift."

As for what the last gift became, everyone knew it well.

Yu Ji took off the white cloth covering the pottery and said:

"Now she goes out to relax and let her relax a little bit."

Under the light of last night, the original gift revealed its true appearance. It was a piece of pottery. The technique was still the same as the tribal style in ancient times, but it was much more delicate. The texture was that of a person walking alone. Wenlu, there are potters sitting on the ground, young people walking, old Taoists, and finally him with a sword on his back.

It's like seeing Wei Yuan's life from Jue's perspective.

Ancient times, the end of Han Dynasty, the Three Kingdoms, and modern times.

lifelike.

'I've been watching you. '

He seemed to hear such words.

Yu Ji said: "This gift should have been prepared a long time ago by her."

"It's not that easy to do."

"Um."

Wei Yuan carefully placed the pottery in his bedroom.

Let the action of the water ghost who intends to help to vacate a space in the museum ahead freeze.

It wasn't until the soul of war tacitly put a large bottle of happy water in the free hand of the water ghost that the embarrassment of the water ghost was relieved.

"This is mine."

Wei Yuan took it for granted, "Will you show your things to others?"

The expression in Yu Ji's eyes softened a lot. She said that she still had something to do, so she had to leave in a hurry. Before leaving, of course, she temporarily handed over her studio to the museum artist to take care of her. She left overnight yesterday, and now Wei Yuan finally picked it up. A jade pendant, under the jade pendant is half a bronze finger.

The bronze wrench is a contract in the Qin Dynasty.

Wear it on the side of your waist.

It was originally planned to return through the bronze vessel left by Di Xin, but unfortunately, someone Wei is now on the list of evil spirits in the Western Mountain Realm. Wei Yuan believed that those rough mountain and sea beasts would definitely regard it as the truth.

If there is a fierce beast who catches someone from his Wei and braises it in soy sauce, I am afraid that the fierce beasts in the entire Shan Hai Jing will have to line up with their knives and forks to get a share of the pie, and they may have to go back to their ancestors with a taste In front of the grave, weeping with snot and tears.

Ancestors, please rest in peace, the guy who wrote us as a recipe is now a recipe.

In order to prevent this scene from happening, and to prevent the danger from being brought to Chaoge City.

Wei Yuan had already made an agreement with Zhu Jiuyin.

The last time he was said to be sent to a place where there were no ferocious beasts, but he was sent directly to the gate of Xingtian's house.

This time he learned how to behave.

It has to be placed in front of a mountain god who has a good relationship with the human race.

The old professor over there answered the phone, and his eyes lit up when he said he was going to retire, and then he stood up and said, "Huh? The history books of ancient Western Chu culture? The real relics, how did they come out?"

"Don't worry, I won't let you go."

"I will definitely participate in this matter."

The old professor, who was already looking forward to his retirement life, seemed to have returned to his twenties at this moment, and his whole body exuded a feeling of enthusiasm. Finally, he turned off his phone and looked over there in embarrassment. bronze tripod, said: "Don't worry."

"When I come out of the ruins this time, I will come here to retire."

The water ghost couldn't help complaining: "This is really an amazing flag."

"Professor, you are just like the old general on the stage."

"General?"

Dong Yuefeng, who didn't understand the meaning at all, was stunned for a moment, but immediately he seemed to feel that such a title was very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, and then a series of phantoms appeared in front of his eyes.

As if there was an open space, the wind from the battlefield passed over his chest, making his heart beat like a drum. In front of him, there was a heroic young man wearing black armor, shrouded in this cruel and cold armor. , with quiet eyes, looks like a famous general who stepped out of an ancient scroll.

Everything is so real.

Dong Yuefeng stayed for a while before realizing that Wei Yuan had said goodbye to him and left.

He stumbled and chased after him.

But he was almost hit by a car by accident. In order to avoid the car, he came to the studio again and called Wei Yuan. It was already winter, and the old man was wearing glasses. When he walked into the studio, The heat from the air conditioner cast a layer of white mist on the eyes.

He had to take off his glasses.

When he was wearing glasses, he could vaguely see that it was Wei Yuan who turned around and waved to him with a smile, and there was a red puppy lying on his shoulder, but when he took off his glasses, It was as if the world had changed suddenly, as if ancient legends had come to the world, and the air was filled with the breath of giants and gods, as if there should be ten suns hanging in the sky, as if there were beasts crawling in the wilderness.

The young man was carrying a sword on his back, and his eyebrows were exactly the same as the general he saw in a daze.

And beside him, a beast with scales on its body walked slowly.

That's a dragon.

Even if you just walk quietly in the old street, you will already have the ferocity and majesty of mythology overflowing.

And the young man turned his head, smiled and said something to the ferocious dragon beast.

Noticed his gaze.

The young man turned around, smiled and waved his hand.

The momentary illusion is like a black dragon flag waving behind the young man, the sky is low, the clouds are dignified black and red, and there are steel legions rushing down like blades.

Dong Yuefeng was speechless, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses after the painter patted his shoulder.

The painter kindly said: "Old Professor, why don't you rest here first?"

Dong Yuefeng's heart was surging, as if some image was spinning in his mind, and the truth of the world opened up in front of him. He lowered his head to hide his expression, and said, "No, no need."

He picked up a book and opened it, "Are you selling paintings here?"

"Ah no, that's..."

The painter didn't have time to stop it.

The fresh, hot masterpiece that just came out of the oven appeared in the eyes of the old professor.

The expression on the old man's face froze.

The palms trembled.

this day……

Wei Yuan left the world and returned to the Xishan Realm with his own purpose.

Professor Dong Yuefeng, a famous historian and archaeologist in China.

Came to a new world.

Well, in various senses...

……………………

The wind blows past, and at the highest point of Kunlun, there is a beautiful snowfield that has not melted for thousands of years.

Every time I stand on Kunlun and overlook the world, I feel that the world has never changed.

The wind blows by, and the bronze finger under the white jade pendant makes a crisp sound. The celestial girl looks at the world quietly. Whenever her mood fluctuates and she can't be peaceful, she will come to this place in Kunlun, under such a snow scene and sea of ​​clouds , Even time seems to be frozen, never changing.

Under such tranquility, Jue's mood gradually calmed down.

But this time.

There was an irregular 'noise' in the sound of the wind.

The girl opened her eyes and lowered her head.

At the foot of the mountain, a man has arrived.

PS: Today's first update...the buffer chapter.

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