Museum of Demons Chapter 182

An Shengming seems to be somewhat afraid of his father, but is closer to his mother.

He said with a hint of complaint and concern in his tone: "You are not in good health, why are you still outside?"

The young woman replied with a smile, her tone of voice as if she was an old lady, and comforted: "What's the matter with me, at my age, you won't let me come out to breathe? You, you, are going to be suffocated. I can't do it?" An Shengming's expression softened and said: "I didn't mean that."

"Okay, okay, I know you didn't mean that."

The woman in red smiled and shifted the topic to Wei Yuan and Jue, and said:

"I haven't talked about it yet, is this a friend of yours when this guest comes to the door?"

When it came to this, An Shengming was a little bit cramped. He didn't know how to speak. His father snorted and seemed unhappy. An Shengming explained that he was indeed a friend. The woman in red smiled and let him go. The endpoint tea and fruit came over, then comforted the old man next to him, and smiled and let Wei Yuan and Jue sit first.

This woman was not much different from that kind of old lady in her demeanor or her tone of action.

But her truth is not hidden under Wei Yuan and Jue's eyes.

Wei Yuan sat down, and Jue's lips opened and closed next to him. Wei Yuan heard the girl's laughter in his ears and joked:

'Is there a sixteen or seventeen-year-old woman in the world? '

This is the line of Kumachi in Tenryu Babu.

Jue seems to have been reading books all this time.

At this time, I mentioned this sentence jokingly.

However, the woman in red just looks young, and may not know how old she is. Wei Yuan subconsciously thinks another sentence is more appropriate, such as'Why the old woman behaves in a virgin manner', but just passed it in his mind. Not to mention that this sentence is really impolite to say in reality.

Jue is still sitting next to him.

Not to mention, a certain white-haired eldest sister can really hit him on the wall while smiling softly.

I can't tear it off.

Wei Yuan opened his lips and replied with the mark left by Jue on the back of his hand:

"Once you arrive at the Zun Mansion, everything depends on the old lady's orders."

This is also Duan Yu's answer to Yi Rong Azhu in Tianlong Babu.

At this moment, the stalk used to answer Jue was also appropriate. The girl was surprised, and then her eyes were slightly bent. She noticed that after she threw a stalk, someone just received the pleasure, she unconsciously pursed her lips and smiled.

Wei Yuan's twin pupils shrank inward and looked at the woman in red, but didn't notice the evil spirits and turbidity in her body. From this point of view, she is not that bloody, human-oriented. A monster of cultivation resources, but there is no way to explain what An Shengming has seen and experienced.

Wei Yuan picked up the tea sent by An Shengming, took a sip, and took the initiative to speak:

"I came today because I heard that the two of you have an ancient painting here? I happened to open a small museum, and there is a shortage of collections in it, so come and have a look. If you two are willing, let's talk about the price. , Put this painting away."

Wei Yuan said calmly and confidently.

Because An Shengming said before, he pays this price.

That is to go through a cutscene.

An Shengming also echoed: "Yes, Dad, Mom, I remember that there is such a painting in our old house. Anyway, the old house is no longer inhabited. If the painting is left there, it is a waste. It is better to sell it. , I can exchange some money to add something to you two."

The old man was a little angry, and said: "Sell, sell, sell, everything can be sold!"

"That seems to be the old objects that have been with me for a lifetime. They are much older than you. These old objects were treasures at our time. They were to be passed down as heirloom objects. Why did they get here? It's like you can sell everything, and you can exchange everything for money, right?!"

"Then why don't you sell me too?!"

An Shengming was blocked for a while, and his face was red and speechless.

The woman in red smiled and comforted the old man next to him, and then said to An Shengming: "Your dad is such a stubborn temper. You don't know it. Don't feel ashamed."

"You go back to the house first. This painting belongs to the two of us, so we can do the same thing."

An Shengming saw his father's face strained, so he had to go back.

Only Wei Yuan, the old man, and the very human woman in red were left in the living room.

The woman's lips did not move, and a voice that ordinary people could not hear sounded in the room. She only regarded the young men and women in front of her as ordinary people, so she said to the old man next to her generously: "You, this bad temper, five Ten years have not changed. It's all right. I'll take care of this matter."

Seeing that the old man was still a little dissatisfied.

She said: "Don't worry, these two children are just ordinary people."

"I can use the technique to make them forget about it. Then I will tell Shengming that the thing has already been sold, and it's really not good. Just give them a painting and use a blinding technique."

Seeing the old man's expression moved by herself, the woman in red pursed her lips and smiled. If she was in a mortal womb with naked eyes, she would still see the old man and the old lady sitting on the sofa. In fact, the image and appearance of the old lady, It's just illusion, the real woman in red has appeared in front of Wei Yuan, stretched out her palm, with five long fingers, about to touch Wei Yuan.

But the spell was formed, and it shattered naturally before it approached.

The woman in red was slightly startled.

He lowered his head subconsciously, and saw the sick and pale young man raising his head, looking at himself calmly.

The pupils are deep and quiet.

The faint tiger roar sounded low.

For some reason, just hearing this voice made the woman in red flustered, her movements froze involuntarily, and there was no way to cast spells like just now. She suddenly remembered that she had heard about it from other spirits, Shenzhou University. The existence on the ground must not provoke, and his lips trembled.

After staring at each other for two seconds, Wei Yuan turned his eyes to look at the old man over there and smiled:

"Old gentleman, fortunately."

The old man reacted, his complexion changed, and he hurriedly got up to pull the woman in red. Wei Yuan did not continue to release the breath of Crouching Tiger, causing the woman in red to stagger back. The old man opened his eyebrows and blocked him. In front of the woman in red, she glared at Wei Yuan.

At this moment it was like a teenager.

When it comes to protecting his beloved, the old and cowardly man will be heroic like a knight.

Wei Yuan took out the weapon use authority given to him by the special operations team, shook it with only the shell, and said:

"I am a member of Operation China."

"Please cooperate."

The old man flushed and said:

"Check? Check what?! We are married. We have a national marriage certificate. We are legal!"

However, the Civil Affairs Bureau has not yet been able to organize marriage relationships between people and non-persons.

Wei Yuan said silently in his heart, with a calm expression on his face: "We just want to check. If possible, I hope the two can cooperate."

An Xuyang stared at Wei Yuan. After a long time, he seemed to be discouraged. Sitting on the sofa, the woman in red was also sitting next to him, removing the previous blindfold. The old man with gray hair and the old man with white hair and twenty-eight years old, young and beautiful and picturesque, sitting together, holding his palms tightly, seemed a bit disharmonious.

"If you want to listen."

The old An Xuyang sighed and said:

"That thing, in fact, we have to start talking about it fifty years ago."

His family has lived in this spring since childhood.

An Xuyang got this painting when he was a child.

The person in the painting is so beautiful. Even if An Xuyang is only ten years old, he can feel that the person in this painting is really beautiful, like a fairy. He often stares at the painting, so his family sometimes can't help it. I joked with him and said:'When you grow up, the people on this painting will come down and marry you as a wife. '

This is the ridicule and joke of the adults.

But the child just believed it.

At that time, An Xuyang had no other thoughts, but felt that if such a good-looking person really lived with him, that would be a very good thing. His personality was too formal, so he always had a meal. Sometimes, a bowl of rice will be placed in front of the portrait, as if there are really people there.

This kind of thing, which is almost like offering, lasted for a long time.

Even if he grows up, knowing that it's just a joke of adults, An Xuyang still cherishes this painting. Even when he goes to school, he quietly takes it with him. At that time, he still goes to school. Sometimes he doesn't come back at noon. He just lay down at school for a while. Brought food, but An Xuyang found that the food he put in his schoolbag had disappeared several times.

An Xuyang felt curious, and one night, he prepared the meal for the next day in advance.

When I went to look at him quietly when I was sleeping, I saw a woman in a red dress eating his meal.

He sat up in shock, but when he took a closer look, there was nothing, the food was still there, and the woman in red in the picture was still as usual. He had to sleep suspiciously. Nothing like this happened for a few days, and the food was still there. They were all still there, but the food disappeared later.

An Xuyang made up his mind, squinted his eyes and watched. When the person in the painting appeared, he jumped up. The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, who is courageous, doesn't care about anything, let alone fear of ghosts, so he hugs him. The woman in red said, "Is it what you stole?"

The red-dressed woman has flushed face and ears at the equator: "Let go of it, this and this, in what manner, I can't run."

An Xuyang realized that what he was doing was out of line, and hurriedly let go.

Then I saw that the woman disappeared, was painting, glaring at herself.

She is the spirit in the painting. In ordinary monster cultivation, she either accepts the spirit of the heavens and the earth, or draws the spirit of the human race, but she was fed with food when An Xuyang was a teenager, and she gained energy and practiced little by little. Physique.

An Xuyang curiously asked, "Then why didn't you come out to see me before?"

The red-dressed woman had a reddish face and said: "You said you wanted me to be your daughter-in-law, but you were too young before. Now that you have grown up, I will come out to see you."

So one person has a charm, just like this, and even have children.

Just because the painting became so refined, the woman was always at home, and An Xuyang worked outside.

But An Xu's male character was too tough and straightforward, abiding by the rules, but didn't know how to work. Later, he offended the local snakehead and was arrested. The woman never saw her husband go home, so she had to venture out, and finally let her five-year-old son stay at home. , Pulling him and crying:

"I'll pick up your dad. From now on, you will have to live with your dad. You have to listen to him." At night, the woman barely supported the use of spells and found An Xuyang, who was dying and beat him. bring back.

An Xuyang felt dazedly that his wife opened the door and walked out.

I was awakened, turned my head, and saw that the traces on the painting became extremely vague, no longer the original appearance, and when I searched again, my wife was nowhere to be found, so I could only take the child by myself, never again. Marry.

Men often have to be injured before they can really learn to grow.

He no longer had his original stubborn temper.

One person is busy pulling this home.

One day when he got home, it was too late. He worried that his son was scared alone. When he went back, he saw his son laughing. He asked, "Aren't you scared alone?"

The child who was only seven or eight years old at that time said:

"Don't be afraid, my mother will tell me a story in my dream."

The white-haired old man paused in his voice and said:

"It took 13 years before she came back."

"It's hard to wait until she comes back. No, she's been there all the time."

"In those thirteen years, although she was not by my side, she did not leave me either. She would come to me in a dream, take care of Shengming in a dream, and drive away his nightmares in a dream. Tell him stories...she's always there."

Wei Yuan and Jue listened quietly to the story.

Wei Yuan whispered in his heart.

The nature of things is essence.

Even the spirits can empathize with others...

He said: "One more thing, Mr. Ann said that he had seen evil spirits in the old house, and even followed him back all the time, he should be planning to attack him."

The woman in red replied in a low voice: "...I found him. He was followed by a ghost. I reluctantly drove it away. When Shengming woke up, I wanted to tidy up the quilt for him, but When I saw him being frightened, I remembered that I was not a human being in his eyes at the time I was, let alone his mother."

The look on her face was complicated.

The old man patted her hand comfortingly, then stared straight at Wei Yuan, and said every word:

"do you understand?!"

"She is my wife, I don't recognize anything except this!"

A low cry of Crouching Tiger Ling rang in Wei Yuan's ears.

'Perceive the essence of painting, which can be used as the raw material of the strange power and chaotic picture scroll. '

'It can also be exchanged for corresponding merits. '

At this moment, Wei Yuan knew the reason why Crouching Tiger was feared by the spirits of the world. Crouching Tiger is the Crouching Tiger of the court. In addition to catching the monsters that disturb the human world, he will also hunt down those useful spirits, just like It is people who kill tigers for tiger skins and elk for meat.

This is tradition.

The woman in red was pale and trembling faintly.

An Xuyang's arms were wrapped around her shoulders, softly comforting, and the woman subconsciously shrank in his arms. If Wei Yuan thought that this scene would be a bit strange before, she felt normal at the moment. He stood up and the woman's body became stiff. , And the old man stood in front of her, "What are you going to do?!"

Wei Yuan tapped the Crouching Tiger Order with his fingers, and said, "It's nothing."

"This is just a routine check. By the way, um, I wish you two happy golden weddings."

The woman in the painting was startled and said: "You, won't you catch me and go..."

Wei Yuan carried the sword box on his back and replied gently: "The times are about to change."

"The number of practitioners will gradually increase. You are also a creature born in China. As long as you follow the laws and rules of this era, then China and China at least have the means to accommodate harmless spirits, and we have never lacked these."

The woman in the picture said: "This is... the new law?"

Wei Yuan said: "No."

He thought of everything he had experienced in the past, thought of everything he saw in this era, and replied:

"This is our pride."

His thoughts paused, Wei Yuan looked at the couple, but then thought that the Civil Affairs Bureau might soon introduce marriage laws of different races, and...

I don't know why, he thought of the pictures of the bald bird holding a banner protesting action group in his mind, thinking that creatures like the immortal in the painting were also mixed in, holding the banner, and strongly demanding peace. Humans enjoy the same retirement age and benefits.

With the aura recovery, this kind of picture is likely to appear.

Wei Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth. When he was about to greet Jue to leave, he suddenly thought of something and asked: "Mr. An, where did your painting come from?"

"It is not an ordinary thing to be able to raise a fairy in a painting."

An Xuyang's expression was much more relaxed, and after thinking about it, he said, "It was 50 years ago. When I was going to school, an old man on the road sold it to me."

Wei Yuan was startled slightly, this statement made him feel familiar.

The Jingling incident before.

The mirror was picked up in this way.

He subconsciously tapped his five fingers, and the magical powers of exorcising ghosts were naturally displayed. Through the little spirituality spilled out when the old man recalled, he saw the picture he recalled from the perspective of a bystander, and even because it was a direct spiritual approach, what he saw It was clearer and more real than what the old man recalled.

Wei Yuan saw one picture after another, seeing An Xuyang when he was a child.

Seeing him walking down the street ~www.mtlnovel.com~ after school, there is an old man who sets up a stall on the side of the road. Seeing the old man with sparse white hair, sparse hairline, big bags under the eyes, yellow teeth, and his face like a soft carrot, he was smoking with a dry tobacco pipe in his hand.

There are various books on the carpet, a simple mirror, and ancient paintings rolled up.

The appearance of the old man was exactly the same as the child who had bought the ancient mirror before.

But this is what happened 50 years ago.

Wei Yuan sensed the extreme feeling of strangeness, An Xuyang was guided by the inexplicable attraction to walk over, squatted down to get the painting, Wei Yuan also saw the things on the booth more clearly, his vision was slightly frozen, he I saw that in the pile of books, picture scrolls, bronze mirrors, wood carvings, and a simple bronze ware were removed.

There are gluttonous patterns from the Shang Dynasty on it.

PS: The second update today............, five thousand words, a little bit late, change first and then change~

Then the role card for shared bicycles has been added~

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