Museum of Demons Chapter 212

Wei Yuan collected the relics in his hand, and comforted the helpless.

However, it seemed that Wu Zhiqi was in a good mood because it was difficult to go to a fight. His discomfort was relieved because his things were broken and broken. Wei Yuan saw that he was emotionally stable, so he promised to send it back later. Part of the'aged wine', then left.

The relics have all been included in the Crouching Tiger waist card.

On the contrary, the iron eagle that Wei Yuan had received in his cuffs turned into an aura and flew out. It was not so viciously slaughtered when he was in Lingshan Pure Land. Instead, it fell on Wei Yuan's shoulders, very familiar and familiar.

This was transformed by the iron eagle emblem on that iron eagle sword.

It is the legend of the Daqin Black Ice Platform.

The iron eagle flew around Wei Yuan for a few times. A gentle smile appeared on Wei Yuan's face. After spreading out his palms, the iron eagle fell on the palm, turning into a breath, and penetrated into the cuff. Wei Yuan also followed along at this time. The underwater rapids flew out.

Immediately frowned, it seemed that he was a little happy because he had just gotten the relic, or maybe it was because he took back the emblem of the iron eagle sword and missed it. He stepped on the torrent, but let him go forward a lot. Some distance, not far, just happened to appear in the Xiangshui area.

Turning around to see, the Huai River water system is not far away.

In front of Wei Yuan, you can already see the beauty of Xiangshan. Seeing the green bamboo forest at this season, there are tears on the bamboo leaves of Xiang Fei bamboo. As the wind passes, the voice is faintly like a woman weeping, and the Madame Xiang temple is hidden in the bamboo forest. Of the depths.

Wei Yuan drove the current and came ashore from the bank on the opposite side of Xiangshan Mountain.

There is no water mark on the body.

Only vaguely, I can hear the desolate and magnificent tunes. I don't know when the fog appeared on the water. It seems that the tune of the singing is far away and ethereal. Wei Yuan didn't leave, but just looked at this place quietly and took a look. What's the trick?

The singing is getting closer.

After a while, there was a ship that was often seen in the land of Wu Chu. The boat was a short but thick-looking man with stout arms. There were several passengers on the ship. One was a man in his forties. , There are several young men and women around, who seem to be gentle.

When the boat drew on the bank of the river, the man smiled and said, "Guest, do you want to cross the river?"

"Today Madam Xiang's temple has a very big temple fair, dedicated to the two Madam Xiang, it is very lively, and people around will also go to pray for blessings. The opportunity is very rare, don't miss it."

Saying that this ship has landed, several passengers over there are also quite happy to see someone walking with them, saying: "Brother, if there is nothing important, you might as well go and see it next time. If you want to come, you may have to be on board for a whole year."

"Yes, the Xiangjiang River is not too wide, and it took only one or two hours to turn around in the past."

Everyone was kindly invited.

Wei Yuan smiled, did not refuse, stepped onto the boat, the hull sank slightly, and soon floated to its original height. A young woman over there invited Wei Yuan to sit there, and Wei Yuan was pleased. When seated, the wooden poles used by the boat family lightly touched the shore, pushing it little by little, and the boat smashed through the ripples and fog and went to the side of the mountain.

The boatman still sang simple tunes.

The young-looking woman wearing a white dress and high-heeled sandals listened attentively and smiled curiously: "What kind of song is this? I haven't heard it before, do you know?"

She turned around and asked the people who were travelling with her.

The middle-aged man in his forties didn't care much about the authenticity: "I didn't look at the dress of the old man in the boat. This is probably the folk song in their hometown. The lower Liba people. There is a local customs in one place, ten miles. It's normal that we don't understand different sounds."

Wei Yuan said flatly:

"It's the local dialect of Chu, and I sing the nine songs of Dr. Qu Yuan, Mrs. Xiang.

The talkative man was startled, a little embarrassed.

Not convinced: "How did you know?"

Wei Yuan said, "Chu local dialect, to be precise, it is the ancient Chu dialect."

He sighed and explained: "The Chinese characters are in the same line, but the language is different. I haven't heard such old sayings for a long time."

The middle-aged man felt that he had lost his position as the center of the topic just now. He felt that everyone's attention was shifted to this young man, and he said with a smile: “So, I don't have much research on this dialect or anything. I heard that the tune of the master boatman was Qu Yuan's Jiuge, but, speaking of Mrs. Jiugexiang, do you know who wrote this?"

"It's the two of the worshippers in the Madame Xiang temple we are going to go to."

"It is said that among the three ancient emperors Yao, Shunyu, Emperor Yao's daughter, and the two wives of Emperor Shun, it is said that Emperor Shun died when he was on a parade last time, and these two infatuated women chased after them and shed tears on the bamboo. , It is Xiang Feizhu; both of them committed suicide in the Xiangshui River, and they are the legendary two Xiang Madams."

"Emperor, Nvying."

"There is a saying that Jun Xiang and Madam Xiang in Jiuge are based on Emperor Shun and his two wives. Therefore, Jun Xiang and Madam Xiang have never been able to meet in the description of the verse.

The middle-aged man sighed and saw that the young people were attracted by their stories, smiled, and said:

"However, Yao, Shunyu, and Yu said that they were surrendering to each other from generation to generation. This is just a mainstream statement. In fact, there are also other statements. The emperor's harm was the change of power in the ancient tribes, only decorated with the renown of the renunciation system. In fact, it was **** and cruel, even with the two women..."

Since ancient times, such conspiracy theories have always attracted attention.

When everyone was feeling a little, a sure voice sounded.

"This is impossible."

The middle-aged man was stunned, turned his head to look, and saw that it was the person who had just spoken again.

Wei Yuan shook his head and said, "Yu is not such a person."

The middle-aged man said: "Oh? What's your opinion of this little brother?"

Wei Yuan said, "I can't talk about it."

"It's just that, Yu cast Jiuding, and various anecdotes about flood control have proved that he is a king with an upright character. When Tushan, the princes and kingdoms of the world gathered here, which proved that he has enough popularity; he was late and harmonious. The reason for the Gonggong liaison is to cut the Fangfeng clan. It is to set the rules and apply both kindness and prestige. Only in this way can the hundreds of people in Jiuzhou obey his leadership and manage the floods."

"At best, he can only be said to be a more powerful monarch, but he is not someone who will still be Emperor Shun."

The middle-aged man asked aggressively: "How do you know?"

"If you don't do this, it may be impossible for Yu to become the Communist Party leader of the Central Plains."

"After all, it's just the leader of the ancient tribe. There must be limitations. Don't take these ancient people too high, little brother. Let's look at the problem dialectically."

Wei Yuan gave him a weird look and said, "After the princes of Kyushu came to the Tushan Department to form an alliance."

"Yu is actually already the de facto leader of Kyushu."

"He killed a giant prince Fangfeng on the spot, and so many other princes did not express any dissatisfaction. Why do you think that this kind of prestige will not become the next Lord of the Central Plains? Or do you think Emperor Shun In fact, you can't even see this clearly?"

The middle-aged man's face was blue and white, and he suffocated a few words, saying:

"What do you call my little brother?"

"Are these things supported by historical data?"

Wei Yuan shook his head and said, "No."

"As for me, I just opened a museum, so I know a little bit."

The middle-aged man looked soothed, took out a business card, handed it over, and said with a hint of self-confidence:

"The next person, Liang Yucheng, is studying the ancient mythology and history of China, especially the place where this mythology and history junctions. I have quite a bit of experience. My statement is actually supported by many historical materials. Since ancient times, many historians have made concessions. The statement is somewhat skeptical."

"Brother, it's good for you to think about it. I have the opportunity to recommend a few books to you. Take a good look. It is good for your understanding of that era. Haha, besides Shunye's death, there are According to "Emperor Emperor Yingying is much younger than Emperor Shun, she has a beautiful face."

"Wang Yu took a fancy to the appearance of the two Madam Xiang and wanted to catch them, so he forced them to jump off the Xiangjiang River."

Wei Yuan said: "This is even more impossible."

The middle-aged man said in a tone, "Little brother, what do you think?"

Wei Yuan looked strange when thinking of the female Jiao, and said:

"According to you, Yu is a greedy person."

"At that time, Emperor Shun had two wives, or the daughters of Emperor Yao; but the king Yu who cast Jiuding and healed the flood was even more accomplished. How could there always be only one wife for a female Jiao? Inconsistent."

Liang Yucheng opened his mouth, not knowing how to refute.

The young woman next to him thought for a while, and hesitated: "Maybe, is it that King Yu loves Nvjiao?"

Wei Yuan opened his mouth, nodding his head, and said:

"you are right."

"I express my absolute support."

The Xiangjiang River is really not that wide.

Soon they arrived on the other side. The passengers just said they would go ashore with Wei Yuan, but now they seem to have forgotten about it. They became puppets and got off the boat and walked ashore with exactly the same actions. Yuan discovered that two water-shaped chains appeared under his feet, trapping him.

The long wooden pole in the boatman's hand touched the shore, and the whole ship sailed toward the heart of the river again.

The fog is getting thicker and thicker.

Wei Yuan knowingly asked: "Boatman, why did I drive back before I disembarked?"

The boatman hid in the fog, turned around, looked at Wei Yuan with a grin, and said, "Oh, if you go, the place to go is not here, but somewhere else. Don't worry, it was our wife Xiangshui who invited you." In the middle, this low-rise, thick-chested man turned into a weird appearance.

With a hard carapace behind it, the palms that originally held the wooden poles have become two fat crab claws.

He lowered his head and said with a grinning smile: "However, it is in Jiang Xin, not here. Are you ready, Mr. Wei from Quanzhou..." Wei Yuan said in his heart that it was true, and said slowly: "What if I say no?"

Not to mention the crab essence, it's just that the surrounding mist has dissipated a lot.

Numerous water monsters emerged from the surface of the water, with weapons in their hands, and the hazy fog surrounding them, which looked a bit of a sense of confusion between reality and fantasy. The ship sank a little, and there were already ghosts crawling. Got on the boat.

Two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, have to sandwich Wei Yuan. These spirits are obviously only when Wei Yuan is a mortal. Unexpectedly, they approached, and before they could see Wei Yuan's movements clearly, they were overturned directly into the water Go inside.

The crab demon was stunned, seeing that Wei Yuan did not know where he had pulled out a long strip of things, but said that this was a monk, and quickly stretched out his hand to **** it. Wei Yuan stretched out his hand to hold the thing, his fingers loosened slightly. The demon crab tried too hard and staggered back, unable to hold the thing.

The long object wrapped in white cloth strips turned into a streamer, and it was directly inserted upside down on the ship.

The demon crab's palm stabbed, but he was overjoyed. He stepped to the side of the boat's canopy and stretched out his fat pliers, trying to pull the thing out, but only felt a sting, and then a blue streamer flew out of the cuffs of Self-Defense Yuan. , Flying above the long object, the white cloth strips shattered layer by layer.

An eight-faced Han sword screamed loudly.

The Crab Monster screamed and stepped back.

Immediately I saw the sword whistling, and on the hilt of the sword, an iron eagle emblem slowly emerged.

There is a vast sound of eagle and falcon coming from far away in memory.

A man wearing an inky black suit, and the black ice platform from the broken temple on Mount Nafa.

That is the most terrifying memory buried in the deepest place.

The crab demon's body was instantly stiff, and it wanted to escape, but at this moment it didn't even have the strength to escape, and a peaceful voice came from behind, saying, "Send the sword back to me."

The crab demon stiffly raised his sword and lowered his head.

As soon as the pliers felt loose, the sword was lifted.

Then I heard Wei Yuan say: "Let's sail."

The crab demon was stunned: "Huh?"

Raising his head~www.mtlnovel.com~ his pupils contracted suddenly, and the man who had stood up sat down, and the ripples of water disappeared. When he sat down, his shirt turned into Qin Yi, and his belt was red like flames. , A jade dragon pendant hanging on one side, Qin Dynasty bun, eyes indifferent.

That eight-faced Han sword looked like Qin Jian right now.

The sound slowly dispersed on the surface of the water.

"Since the two Mrs. Xiang are kindly invited."

"So..."

"Under the command of the First Emperor of the Qin Dynasty, the black ice platform iron eagle sharp soldier, holding the halberd and Lang Zhongyuan, went happily."

ps: The second one today...4,000 words. Thank you for not jumping Ma Xiaotiaoh's silver alliance

Starting tomorrow, the group exploded directly, and the smoking hand trembled slightly. Before it was too Buddha, the group rioted. If it is not changed, it is estimated that it will be touched at home and tied up. After a bad negotiation of the nature of'fraud threat' , Add more in the next period of time, add ten more in total... cash it out within one month.

I only gave ten and one hundred more choices, but why am I so mediocre?

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