Museum of Demons Chapter 562

With the feeling that the body is pulled to the ground by gravity, the white mechanical creation spreads its wings and rises into the sky like a bird. Of course, its wings are always unfolded. If one day its arms are close together, then It's a remarkable thing.

The cities and buildings on the ground were pulled smaller and smaller, and finally turned into tiny dust.

Be obscured by clouds.

This is a flight from Yingzhou Island to Shenzhou Capital.

Originally, Shanjun chose private aviation.

Shanjun is the fastest modernization among all monsters.

Wong Tai Sin, who is in Chu Ma Sin, is still considering roasting chicken on the stove.

Shanjun has been able to go out skillfully to go to the convenience store to buy the semi-finished products and put them in the microwave oven. Then take them out and eat while thinking about subverting the human world. In addition, there is one of his favorite books called "My Struggle". And "The Complete Works of Marxism-Leninism".

The most respected phrase is that'the fundamental reason for the development of things is not outside the things but inside the things, lies in the contradiction within the things.'

On the flight.

The heroic girl in modern attire pursed her lips and looked down from the flight window.

When I left Shenzhou and went to Sakurajima, no, Yingzhou seemed to follow this route. When the capital reappeared in the girl's eyes, Green Snake's eyes trembled - she brought the grey-robed Taoist with her. Straight into the Forbidden City, the events of that day can be vividly remembered.

But what I see now, it has long since been wrong.

The prosperity of the Forbidden City and the capital in the past has long since changed its appearance and changed with each passing day.

Even if it had been prepared, Green Snake still felt a little uncomfortable.

Such a discomfort, like returning after leaving home for a long time, only to find that everything familiar is long gone, so melancholy but lost, Shan Jun felt that his hometown is Shenzhou, and Shenzhou is his hometown, and Qing suddenly realized.

It is not only Shenzhou that she misses.

It's that certain people and certain things in Shenzhou are the Shenzhou in memory.

The Shenzhou in my memory has long been unable to return.

It's like the same capital city, looking down from the sky, there is no similarity.

When the flight landed, the girl was wearing a gray pullover, red and white sneakers stepped on her feet, and earphones in her ears. As for the green snake, what age is it, who stipulated that the clothes of the monster must be the same as her own? , The color of green bamboo leaves has been seen for a thousand years, and it is vomiting.

Just put on a modern outfit.

Long hair is only at shoulder height.

But he still tied a small ball head and tied it with a wooden hairpin.

The vitality of movement and the simplicity are combined, and the eyes are large and clear, but cold, which makes everyone who wants to strike up a conversation with fear.

"It's so pretty..."

"Which star is it?"

"Wow, the sports model, sister, I can."

A Qing puts the music in the earphones a little bigger, she doesn't like this kind of atmosphere.

What's going on with the modern human race?

If it's the previous self...

She thought of her own experience.

There is no way to put it in the past.

She managed to cultivate her own spiritual wisdom. She met her sister and was led by her to discipline her. When her sister was suppressed at Leifeng Pagoda, the monk Fahai put her under another mountain and didn't know how to put her. There was something, and I chanted to her every day, so bored that I could only sleep and hibernate.

The Ming Dynasty broke through and met the smelly Taoist priest again.

It can be said that her whole life has been managed.

Terran?

Sorry, the tutoring is strict.

Haven't eaten it.

The experience in Jiangnan made her like to eat Jiangnan dim sum; because she was trapped, the bedroom must be big and bright, not damp, especially without cockroaches and mice, and because of the experience in the Ming Dynasty, she especially hated Japanese pirates.

After the modern resurrection, many Japanese practitioners were killed, and they practiced with their energy and blood.

But this group of people didn't seem to be Japanese pirates, nor did they come to provoke her.

Had to walk quickly with his head down.

With two hands in his pocket, there is a warm baby in it. After all, it is a cold-blooded animal. If it is not for the warm baby to continue his life, the green snake feels that he would rather shrink in the kotatsu, or directly on the kang. Lying down.

Just looking at this extremely prosperous city, Green Snake was a little lost for a while, and some did not know where to go. After walking for a while, she heard someone talking in her ears. It seemed that there was a painting exhibition in the Forbidden City today. She thought of that year. That time Hualong entered the palace.

He pursed his lips, but for some reason, he turned around and followed the two of them.

Then, relying on the spell, he easily mixed into the exhibition.

It was originally a green snake with a thousand years of Taoism, and once had the experience of transforming a dragon, and finally gained the divinity of Yingzhou, abandoning those inferior powers, and instead squeezed all its divine powers and turned it into the simplest divine power for myself to absorb. Spiritual practice.

Relatively speaking, a lot of things were wasted, but it also made the power of this kind of cultivation more pure.

It was an exhibition of traditional Chinese paintings, where the green snake dispelled the blindfolds, plugged in the earphones, and looked at these paintings quietly.

She doesn't like these.

Only when I saw a picture of "The Picture of the Immortal Granted Emperor", I stopped in a daze.

Someone was talking in the ear.

This seems to be the story of the Jiajing Emperor who had to meet the immortals to teach the true law and fly away hundreds of years ago. This painting was not well-known before, but now the world of practice is opened, so it is spread by word of mouth by many people. The value of his paintings is also rising.

I don't know how many people sighed.

Why is that guy in Jiajing soaring?

Why can't I meet a **** over here?

Of course.

They didn't know that Emperor Jiajing was forced to ascend physically.

And a girl in modern attire, her face still as heroic as the heroine of the rivers and lakes, looked at the painting blankly. On the screen, the emperor and the generals worshipped each other. In the mist, the fairy eyes were dull, as if real.

"Hahaha, this time I really thank you for showing your face and willing to take out your paintings."

"Heh... you have found it seven or eighty times, and my ears are almost deaf. I can't give it anymore."

"Wuhu, this proves that we are... friendship, right?!"

Two ordinary but good-tempered women walked back from the outside.

One has an intellectual temperament, and the other is quiet and gentle.

The latter's tone is quite complaining, and the other is quite familiar. It is the organizer of this exhibition. As for the former, he is the holder of the "Emperor Granted by Immortals", which is considered family heritage. Baby, according to legend, his ancestor was a court painter during the Jiajing period.

After Jiajing ascended, the new emperor dismissed the painters and Taoists in the original palace.

In the end, her ancestors stayed out, but she had a lot of friends and left the picture scroll after death. The latter also accidentally learned that the treasure had been left in the hands of her friends. I can't wait for the seduction to get this painting.

Of course, this move was suspected by her subordinates as having a special purpose.

With a certainty of ninety-eight percent, it is reasonable to suspect that his boss is a drunkard.

The basic purpose is to climb onto the painter's bed, not to paint.

Anyway, I finally got the painting, and the exhibition opened as usual.

At this time, I slipped back quietly to see what everyone said about this exhibition.

The so-called eavesdropping on others to praise their pleasure.

But that's it.

It's just that when the descendant of the painter walked to the front of his collection, he happened to see the heroic and handsome girl. Her face was slightly frozen and her pupils contracted. The girl didn't look here, but seemed to feel her gaze. Frown and turn around.

The facial features were fully revealed, and the artist's heart accelerated.

The girl helped her earphones and turned and left.

Only the painter stood there sluggishly.

"Yeah, it seems that everyone has rated our exhibition very well, eh? What's wrong with you?"

The painter's friend, the woman with a very intellectual temperament in beige clothes, was satisfied. When she turned her head, she found that her friend was sluggish. After a subconscious glance, she saw the handsome girl at the end of her sight and said, "Look, see, see. "

"Hey, hey, I'm back, my soul is gone?!"

It was hard to get the friend next to him to come back to his senses.

The intellectual woman straightened her chest and said sadly:

"So you like to be flat like you..."

"Damn it, why are these two pieces of meat so big."

The corner of the painter's mouth twitched.

Reluctantly, he slammed a knife on the top of his friend's head with one hand.

Said: "I just, just thought of something..."

The intellectual woman turned her eyes and wanted to pester her friend to ask, but this time, the latter did not speak a word. The intellectual woman had no choice but to dispel her thoughts. She just looked at the "Picture of the Immortal Emperor" and was amazed. After a daze, he touched his friend with his elbow.

"...The fairy hairpin in this painting, and that of the little girl just now."

"It seems the same..."

The painter was silent and did not answer, and just stared at the painting in loss and confusion. Her ancestors did escape from the palace, but they weren't the so-called painters. They just took advantage of the chaos to sweep the paintings and ran away with treasures. Ordinary people coming out.

Frightened, I ran all the way to the south. On the road, I bought many paintings in order to pretend to be a merchant selling paintings. I ran to Donghaikou, which is far enough from the capital. But who knew his luck was so bad, but he met again. That huge blue dragon.

Of course I was scared to death. When I thought I was going to die this time, I saluted all over the floor. The real treasures were hidden on the inside of the things I bought along the way, and the outside was part of the picture scrolls bought along the way. Since it is a disguise, it is natural. It's a bargain, and some are even worthy of a graffiti.

It's just that after seeing these paintings, Qinglong just wants to leave one of them.

He even left gold and silver treasures as gifts.

The people in the palace who escaped from the dead were grateful that they lived on these treasures, and even because of the money, the paintings in the palace were not used. An Ran inherited his family. He also mentioned past experiences many times, but for the details and But he kept silent about that painting. It was only taken out of the box when he died, as a relic to warn children and grandchildren that it was more important than the treasures in the palace.

But later generations of children and grandchildren don't understand why it is such a poor painting~www.mtlnovel.com~ They make a living by painting, and they are already a real family of painters. They can see that this painting is poor and has no artistic conception, but it is of the ancestors. No one violated the fate. The painting was just under the starry night. The man in the gray robe smiled and asked a girl in Tsing Yi.

According to reports, when the Qinglong got this painting, someone saw her sitting quietly on the reef of the East Sea, holding the scroll in her arms, and sitting silently all night.

The young girl with the wooden hairpin tying her hair and the heroic face put on her hood, the capital was noisy, the world was full of fireworks and dust, but she remembered the last side of the man again.

'This is all the money in me, you have been following me, thinking about it all the way. '

'I don't know why there are so many. Maybe the guy who buried me is very rich. I will give it to you. '

'Take these gold and silver treasures, stay away from China and live with peace of mind. '

'not enough! '

'Then what do you want? '

'I want you... that hairpin!'

'Also, there is still money! '

'……good. '

In the end, using the money you gave to exchange for a portrait of you, I don't know if it's worth it.

She seemed to be able to see the Taoist man with the white head smiling because of the Dragon Qi's backlash.

Hear the familiar voice.

pity……

That free and unrestrained Taoist was almost five hundred years ago.

PS: The first one today............ Three thousand six hundred words.

The first one is one hour later than yesterday. This is not a good sign (dignified). Today the second one has to move forward under control. Direction sign-Chapter 491 "Let's Go on the Road", there is a person who witnessed Wei Yuan and Xiaoqing Hualong.

Thank you Qingningzi, thank you~

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