Museum of Demons Chapter 118

Wei Yuan put the phone away.

He took out the three power banks he had prepared in advance and put them in the box.

After he plans to send these things to Wuzhiqi, he will send goods to Wuzhiqi every time. He must also consider that although Wuzhiqi is called Shuijun, his essence is the **** of conquering Huai Shui, I don't know. Whether the opponent has mastered a method similar to Lei Fa.

I don't know if it can be recharged by using the mana thunder curse when there is no electricity...

Or should he prepare a portable transformer and regulator for him?

A thought flashed through Wei Yuan's mind.

I suppressed this distracting thought, put the phone away, prepared another strong drink, thought about it, and made another happy water.

I don't know if Wuzhiqi will like this thing.

But before heading to Huaishui, he had to wait for a guest here. The pottery studio contacted him and said that an old gentleman would come to visit. Wei Yuan prepared tea in advance, and after he was ready to meet the old gentleman, Go straight out again.

He looked at his right hand again and took off the glove.

From the base of the finger to a few inches below the wrist, a crimson talisman was very clear.

There is no tendency to fade in the slightest.

Especially the two characters of the imperial order, in this folk museum, there is both mysterious and weird. When he received the edict, Wei Yuan felt that he seemed to be faintly connected with something invisible in the sky, but he couldn't. Relying on this edict to induce that power.

Maybe you should look for authentic Taoism and borrow classics.

Understand the typical rituals of mashing.

Merit is rare, since there are ways that don't need to spend feats, Wei Yuan will naturally tend to choose this.

The best way was to go to Longhu Mountain, the authentic altar, but Wei Yuan instinctively felt that he should not go to Longhu Mountain for the time being. He worried that the edict on the back of his hand would happen when he stepped into the main altar of Longhu Mountain. Kind of mutation.

Excluding Longhu Mountain, the most recent and largest Taoist Temple is Yingtianfu Baiyun Temple.

But that belongs to the whole line of Quanzhen, and Wei Yuan's edict is the elixir of Zhengyi League's prestige.

Everyone's gate is different.

You use Zhengyi's urn to perform my full truth, just like holding a key to unlock the neighbor's lock.

I always feel like hitting the ground.

Wei Yuan pondered for a long time, and decided to go to Xuan Yi, Zhou Yi and the Weiming Sect where they belonged. The latter is also a branch. Therefore, the disciples under the sect were more involved in the matter of slaying demons and slaying demons. Studying in Mingzong, it's time to see the children.

Wei Yuan thought of Zhang Xiaoyu, and then thought that he still had the Xuanyuan Sword Art from Zhang Daoling in his hand.

Now I got the Zhengyi League prestige again.

The entanglement with the Heavenly Master's Mansion is getting deeper and deeper. You should find a way to pass this sword that has been lost for thousands of years to Zhengyi. Well, you can first find a young disciple with good roots and use this Xuanyuan Sword Art. Pass it down quietly, and the last Zhang Daoling sword can also be given to him as a bodyguard.

Try not to reveal your identity.

Even if it is recognized, it is said that the thing is returned to its original owner.

The long sword that gave birth to the power of the Zhengyi League was donated by Zhang Daoling to Ban Chao. Crouching tigers have been passed down from generation to generation until now. The Xuanyuan sword art was acquired by the ancient Crouching Tiger from the Heavenly Master Tao, but now it must be transferred from the Crouching Tiger to the Heavenly Master's Mansion. Wei Yuan looked back after standing for two thousand years, and he felt a fateful feeling.

A taxi stopped outside and Wei Yuan put on his right glove.

Collect it while thinking about whether there is a chance to find the kind of hand armor that has a veiled breath.

Seeing a gray-haired but meticulous old man getting off the car, he was holding a bag in his right hand and checked the address. Then he opened the door of the museum. The bell on the door rang slightly, Wei Yuan naturally He greeted: "Welcome."

Dong Yuefeng found the destination according to the address on the text message.

He looked up and saw that this was a somewhat quaint folk museum with an old-fashioned decoration style. The opposite was a flower shop, but it was still closed, and the old bookstore next door.

This kind of shops is not in line with the fast-paced modern society, but they are all opened in the old city, giving people a slow and leisurely feeling of staying in the previous era, which is nostalgic.

He opened the door.

"welcome."

The crisp sound of bells and the greeting of the owner of the museum.

He saw the owner of the museum.

A simple dress, sitting quietly in the museum, shrouded in the shadow of antiquities.

As a historian, Dong Yuefeng felt in a daze that the young man had also turned into an ancient relic.

"Hello, Master Wei Guan..."

Dong Yuefeng came back to his senses and greeted him politely.

Then his attention was involuntarily attracted by the museum's collections, and then he distinguished that almost all of them were fakes. When he retracted his sight, he was slightly startled, seeing a primitive pottery on the wooden cabinet, which seemed to be different from the others. It's the same, can't help but leaning forward to observe.

The pottery was clasped by a glass cabinet.

There was a piece of paper in it, but it was buckled back, making it difficult to read the text on it.

Dong Yuefeng looked at the pottery intently. After looking at it for a long time, he took his gaze back, and couldn't help but sighed: "Zhuhui beast ear vertical pottery, this style is very old, I didn't expect to see it here."

He saw the young boss smile and said:

"I did it."

Dong Yuefeng saw the obvious fakes around him. He was thoughtful and didn't think much. He just smiled apologetically and said, "When I get older, sometimes I see these things I like and I can't help but want more. Look, it's the master of the museum that you laughed."

"Where, please sit down."

Wei Yuan asked Dong Yuefeng to sit down.

The old man stared at the young Wei Yuan. Even if he knew from Yu Xuesong that he was a young man, he was still too young. He was a little disappointed in his heart. He immediately looked forward to seeing the young man's teacher.

Come to think of it, that kind of special pottery with ancient flavor, he learned from a certain old gentleman, maybe that old gentleman has also encountered ancient artifacts similar to the Shang Wang Bronze Jue, Dong Yuefeng thought for a while. After a moment of greeting, I couldn't help but ask:

"The pottery of the master Wei Guan is very good. I don't know where I learned it from?"

Wei Yuan paused, smiling and replied:

"In the beginning, I learned it from the old man in the village."

"Then I just thought about it myself, and I thought it would be better to draw a stroke, so I added a stroke, and occasionally there were some mistakes. But after thinking about it, it was troublesome to rebuild, so I just let it go. The pottery was originally for use ."

Dong Yuefeng was surprised and stunned.

Then I felt that Wei Yuan was deceiving himself, and couldn't help frowning——

That kind of ancient style is very obvious and orthodox.

There are very rigorous studies on the texture, color, and even specifications of ancient pottery. This is a systematic discipline. Various books can almost fill an entire bookshelf. He just saw it, every place on the pottery. They are extremely in line with the rules of ancient pottery.

It can almost be said that the orthodox can no longer be orthodox, and there is not even the slightest error.

Even the most powerful masters and professors who have studied the history of ancient pottery could not pick out any problems. They can only sigh with emotion. The pottery maker has thoroughly studied the rules of ancient pottery. This must require extremely serious study. Can be so orthodox.

How could it be thought by yourself?

What else? I feel wrong, so I don't bother to change...

All of the above are obviously orthodox, and the ancient pottery unearthed is extremely respected and strictly followed by later generations of potters. Don't dare to have a trace of transgression and violation of the rules!

Even if Dong Yuefeng had a good temper, he almost laughed when he faced such a lie that could be easily dismantled, especially when the voice of the Shang Wang Bronze in the backpack in his ear sounded, he seemed to be snickering. Road:

"This little guy is lying to you."

"This thing, even in my time, is absolutely an orthodox and paragon level thing."

Dong Yuefeng did not lose his color because the Shang Wang Bronze Lord spoke, because he already knew that only he could hear the voice of the Shang Wang Bronze Lord, and other people could not hear the slightest.

For example, the young man in front of him still looks the same.

Obviously nothing was noticed.

Although he was a little disappointed and angry because this young man was fooling himself, Dong Yuefeng still reluctantly said: "Master Wei, I am here to disturb you this time because I saw the ancient style pottery you made before, and I happen to have it here. One, I want to see if the owner of the museum has any opinions."

He carefully took out the Shang Wang Bronze Jue from the bag.

This corner was shrunk, and the still-appearing bronze ware was pushed in front of Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan was not surprised. He stretched out his hand to touch the Shang Wang Bronze Lord. This ancient artifact was still in vain while smiling with Dong Yuefeng. When Wei Yuan touched it with his right hand, the spirituality that was born Suddenly stagnated, and instantly noticed something was wrong.

And Dong Yuefeng, who was already disappointed in his heart, even regretted it. He felt that he shouldn't take out the Shang Wang Bronze Lord. What if he caused trouble? When he was about to get back, he found that his old man suddenly stopped talking. He thought it was another spiritual exhaustion and fell into a deep sleep, but he noticed something was wrong.

He opened his eyes subconsciously and raised his eyes to look at the young museum owner.

In Dong Yuefeng's eyes, the temperament is like a historical relic, but the young curator nods slightly, and his voice is gentle and polite:

"Wait a minute..."

Dong Yuefeng nodded his head heavily, excited in his heart, and finally found someone who could still hear the sound. In this case, after he left, Bronze Lord would not be lonely for a thousand years, and he was a bit lost and curious about who this person was.

Wei Yuan saw the hidden story in this Shang Wang Bronze Lord.

Seeing the silhouettes of King Shang, his expression was emotional. It was indeed from the Shang Dynasty, but when he saw the tall and heroic King Shang greeted a young girl in the picture, his expression was slightly frozen. He saw the young girl. Wearing clothes from the Shang Dynasty, I saw her eyebrows are clear and beautiful, even without powder, she still looks stunning, and the corners of her eyes naturally have a natural and charming charm.

But it was not the woman's appearance that made his look freeze.

But he recognizes this woman.

If she was put on modern clothes and she was a little younger, then she would be like Su Yu'er at all, but it was different, because Wei Yuan and others recognized people from their true spiritual aura, and this picture is unparalleled. The woman and Su Yu'er just look the same, but the temperament and demeanor are all different.

Not alone.

But there is definitely a big connection.

Wei Yuan felt a slight heat in his palms, and the sound of museum bells rang again. The girl wearing a white tunic dress and light blue high heels walked in with letter paper in her hands, because she was in the museum and there was no use to hide her face. His glasses revealed his true face, and he said:

"Master Wei Guan, your letter..."

Dong Yuefeng turned his head to look subconsciously.

Then his pupils shrank instantly, and the old man stood up almost abruptly.

And the voice of the Shang Wang Bronze Lord also sounded again, just stuttering, unable to believe:

"King, queen?!"

Wei Yuan felt the scorching breath of the bronze ware peaked when Su Yuer came in.

A broken map appeared on the side of the bronze. He lowered his head, and there was a recognizable text-Chao Ge.

Su Yuer saw the bronze lord, her expression was at a loss, the scene in her dream became clearer, the face that could not be seen clearly, and the beautiful and charming woman became clear, the girl's complexion gradually turned pale, she took a step back suddenly, unexpectedly Turn around and run away.

Dong Yuefeng subconsciously wanted to chase after him, even the Shang Wang Bronze Lord almost forgot that he was just an antique shouting:

"Queen, please wait!"

They want to chase.

But immediately the action was stagnant, and he couldn't move anymore.

The door of the museum is closed directly.

Dong Yuefeng's movements were stagnant, and he couldn't help but sat down and lowered his head, only to see the water on his ankles dispersing. Just now it seemed that these weak currents were holding him up. He raised his head in disbelief and looked at the opposite youth. .

The latter leaned on the wicker chair with a quiet look, playing with the Shang Wang Bronze Jue, smiling, and saying:

"It seems that she doesn't want anyone to disturb her current life."

Dong Yuefeng finally recovered from the shock of seeing'Su Daji'.

Still surging.

He looked at Wei Yuan, fell silent, and still earnestly persuaded: "Master Wei, you see the pictures of ancient artifacts. You should know who she is and why... This may be a huge breakthrough in the entire history of history. It makes a lot of sense."

"But she didn't want to."

"but……"

"There is nothing in this matter."

Wei Yuan held the bronze noble ~www.mtlnovel.com~ After Su Yuer left, the map on the bronze noble disappeared.

He added a cup of tea to Dong Yuefeng and replied:

"After all, I can barely be regarded as her elder."

"Entrusted by others, I have to protect her more or less."

Wei Yuan means Su Yuer, who is entrusted by the female Jiao.

Dong Yuefeng, who was excited by seeing the ancient woman, had his thoughts stagnated. He slowly raised his head to look at the young man who played with the Shang Wang Bronze Lord, and saw that his face was young and his breath was ancient like an antiquities.

The surging thoughts in the heart stagnate.

PS: Thank you for being a stupid leader, thank you

The first chapter, four thousand words, there is another chapter in the code~

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