Museum of Demons Chapter 657

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The water ghost has a rare body that is slightly stiff on the tea, and has no mouth cannons, nor does she go to fetch the happy water. The painter vodka buried herself in the sofa and dared not look up. Her character is like most people who are immersed in their own world. , Usually the louder the mouth cannon, the more cowardly you will be when something really happens.

On the Internet, I hit hard, but in reality I'm introverted and shy.

Thinking of what I just said, I can't wait to jump off the building on the spot.

However, maybe Marquis Wu doesn't know about women's clothing and the like...

Immediately, I remembered that the mastermind, who seemed like a fairy, had personally given women's clothes to Sima Yi, the unparalleled military advisor in the world.

Hope is broken.

I'm sorry, people not only know how to play, but also play a lot.

Lady Vodka held the pillow harder.

Let me die, right now. .

The old professor Dong Yuefeng was already excited like a student.

The reason for all this was the young military sergeant sitting on the sofa.

one by itself.

The man who added the buff of time and legend to the surname Zhuge abruptly.

As a result, when I meet a person with a double surname Zhuge in reality, the first reaction is that this person should study well and his brain is very good. The last time he gave his descendants such a time buff was Xuanyuan. It is to give people a vast and heavy.

Dong Yuefeng was still inexplicably excited: "Marquis Zhuge Wu?"

The young mastermind nodded with a smile, and his attitude was lenient.

The old man asked a lot of questions in a row and got the answers he wanted, but Wei Yuan, as a witness of that era, could hear it. The young master answered sincerely, and the old man was rewarded and emotionally satisfied. But A Liang didn't say a word that he didn't want to say.

Finally, the white-haired old man couldn't help but said, "This, Marquis Wu."

"Can you sign my name?"

"sign?"

The young man said: "It's okay, it's just like bright text, but you want to laugh."

Feel free to write down a line of prayer.

Dong Yuefeng twitched the corner of his mouth when he heard the elegant mastermind in front of him saying that he was not good at writing.

Zhuge Liang's writings are few in history, just like dragon scales and phoenix claws.

For example, "Yuanshe Tie" is a family letter handwritten by Zhuge Liang, as for its status in history.

It was copied by Wang Xizhi.

Collected by Song Huizong.

Yes, you are not good at it.

That is, it was later copied and studied by Wang Xizhi and collected by Song Huizong.

These two are enough.

However, Wang Xizhi in Jin Dynasty and Huizong in Song Dynasty were far from the time when "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" came out. Many people in later generations said that Zhuge Liang was mythical because of Romance of the Three Kingdoms. In the field of art, China is vast for thousands of years, and no one is higher than Wang Xizhi.

With his arrogant personality, he would copy the family letters written by the prime minister of the enemy country after he returned from victory.

It can only be said that the text of this family letter hit Wang Xizhi, no, it was smashed.

Ji Han's Zhuge Liang, who almost beat Sima Yi, was 100% taboo in the Sima family's dynasty.

Sure enough, it was cursive, Dong Yuefeng sighed, after all Zhuge Liang's cursive was considered the first in Shu's cursive by "Xuanhe Shushu", "You really like cursive." The boy said casually: "Yes, because it is faster and more economical to write. time."

Dong Yuefeng's mouth twitched.

The old professor felt like he was inadvertently sunk by genius.

He sighed: "However, it's a bit of a waste to not write more articles with such good words of yours." The young master shook his head and said in a gentle voice, "Although Liang is a Confucian, Confucian scholars also have their share. The Confucian of the gentleman and the Confucian of the villain.”

"Professional craftsmen calligraphy, youth is a blessing, and a head is poor, but he is just a Confucianism of villains."

"Although there are thousands of words in the pen, there is really no strategy in my heart, and it is useless."

"As for those who only know how to search for chapters and excerpts, and form gangs, they are just rotten Confucians in the world and worms in the country, how can they make a country and establish affairs? What's the use of pretending to be lofty, but doing nothing?"

The teenage counselor obviously didn't like that.

What he said was very gentle, but Wei Yuan, who was familiar with him, could almost see that the young mastermind almost wrote the word trash on his face, he said:

"Only those who have the mind to help the universe."

"Zeji was the Confucian of the gentleman at that time, his name was left to future generations, he guarded righteousness and evil, and protected his family and country."

The voice paused, smiled slyly, and said: "Of course, it is bright and beautiful today."

"This is just to show my own thoughts, but it's not a big reason. You are all friends of Yuan, so you just said it to attract more ideas..."

Of course Dong Yuefeng knew the character of the young man in front of him. After all, there was a lot of ink in history.

However, really Zhuge Wuhou ah.

First the real First Emperor, and then the real Zhuge Wuhou, I really can't believe it.

Dong Yuefeng looked at Wei Yuan and said with emotion, "Now that I think about it, it's incredible. The time I met you, the owner of the museum, has been more exciting than most of my life." The old man sighed, the water ghost pondered, and suddenly said: "However, Prime Minister Zhuge, although you said so, your article is also in the textbook."

"article?"

The young mastermind was stunned.

Binghun nodded again and again and said, "Yeah, I'm going to be a teacher."

"And the Book of Commandments."

He said: "Without learning, you cannot widen your talents, and without ambition, you cannot achieve learning."

The water ghost nodded and said, "Stay still for self-cultivation, and frugality for virtue."

"Without indifference, there is no clear ambition, and without tranquility, there is no far-reaching. These are all necessary for high school corridors."

The old professor stroked his beard and said, "The year gallops with the time, and the meaning goes with the day."

Question, when you wake up after a long sleep, a bunch of people you don't know are in front of you, enthusiastically reciting the diary you wrote to your son, what is your state of mind? By the way, these people are telling you that things like your own will have become compulsory in private schools.

My dear, your diary is known to the whole world.

The expression on the young mastermind's face froze.

Wei Yuan, who is familiar with him, said that this represented a huge shock to A Liang's heart.

Translate the current micro-expression.

No, are your descendants so outrageous? !

Did you read everything I wrote to my son? !

It's the equivalent of my will, right? !

Modern people have no morals!

Wei Yuan coughed and stopped everyone's movements, saying, "This is what Ah Liang wrote to his children. I know you are surprised, but it's still a little inappropriate." Only then did everyone realize that they were overjoyed. Having made an inappropriate behavior, Wei Yuan looked at A Liang over there.

Originally, I wanted to say jokingly: "Now stay away, I'm in tears, I don't know what to say."

But stop your manners.

I don't want Ah Liang to think about the unhappy things in the past.

When Elder Dong left, everyone dispersed.

He just stretched out his hand and rubbed it on top of the young mastermind's head, and said, "What should I eat today?"

A Liang said casually, "It's just the same as before."

Wei Yuan is full of self-confidence, and with the delicious and delicious food now, you must not stun Ah Liang. Even if you are Zhuge Wuhou, you must stun me. And thinking that Ah Liang still has some necessary formalities to come to the modern age, he paused and said:

"By the way, what about the household registration?"

Wei Yuan explained a little.

"The one who manages household statistics?"

Ah Liang said, "Just enter your house first. This house is quite big."

The young mastermind shrugged his shoulders and said rudely, "The side room is mine."

"It's up to you, and I'll buy things like Qin Se and book pens later."

"Of course, I see that you are also a little worried here. Is it a talisman? I used it first..."

The young mastermind picked up everything rudely, paused in his tone, and said, "Then, let's talk about the trouble." Wei Yuan's expression froze, the young man was holding some daily necessities in his arms, Casually said: "I can easily let me, a black household of this era, enter the house."

"It's from formal channels again, huh..."

"You are willing to let me come back because you miss me, but if this era and the court let me come back, there is only one explanation. This era needs me, and the era that needs me, Zhuge Kongming, is the only one that must be A big reverse situation supported by strength..."

The young mastermind's voice was so calm and determined that Wei Yuan could no longer pretend.

Wei Yuan opened his mouth.

A Liang shrugged and said, "Do you want to ask, why do I know it's the regular way? Why can't it be your own way?"

He pointed to the museum owner's face, and the corner of his mouth tickled, saying:

"Your expression is too easy to see through."

"Everything is written on my face. I can't even pretend to ignore it."

Wei Yuan: "..."

Why does this sentence sound so familiar.

Ah Liang hugged the quilt, it was soft, and then threw it hard, let you go, the quilt was thrown directly on the bed, unfortunately, geniuses don't like to clean the house, because there is Ah Yuan, so there is no need, At least Wei Yuan, who grew up together, was too lazy to pretend.

Matter and spirit influence each other, and Ah Liang, who appears as a teenager, has experience.

But the personal character will be more inclined to the high-spirited world Wolong of Nanyang.

When faced with the same situation, the strategies adopted will also be different due to the preference of personal characters. He shook hands and said, "It's good when you are still young, the final shape of the formation is probably Based on what you came here, it seems that you are always reluctant to let me out of the mountain."

"It's been 1,800 years, do you still want to return to the day I left Nanyang?"

The young military division raised his eyes and smiled.

His face was full of ridicule.

Wei Yuan backhanded a **** of war on the head, the pillow slammed directly on his head, he lay on the bed with a groan, leaned back and bulged, how was he so strong, his head was leaned back along the corner of the bed, the bangs were scattered, and the sun was shining Warm and true, just like Nanyang, murmuring to himself.

"...Actually, he really came back."

Wei Yuan confirmed that it was Ah Liang who was the most skinny in his youth.

In other words, the character traits shown are more inclined to that point in time, which is actually very scary, because the experience of this guy in the decades after that also really exists, and coupled with the biggest growth characteristics when he was young, I am afraid he is not the same now. In the true sense of prosperity, he can still become stronger.

Matter develops in flow, if you think that the limit of Zhuge Wuhou is only recorded in history.

It is the mistake of looking for a sword in a boat and looking at the world with the same worldview of things.

Wei Yuan looked at the rest of the people around him, and talked about things like Gonggong and the Great Wilderness.

Then we went to Longhu Mountain overnight.

The old master was in a low mood today. This time, he calmly invited Wei Yuan to come in, and he didn't play any more. Yes, Wei Yuan's performance today was completely seen in his eyes. This museum owner is actually a good person in essence. He has the temperament and backbone of Yanhuang, and every time he went to Dragon Tiger in the past, the trouble he brought was a last resort.

You can't carry the prejudice of the past.

To really try to get to know the museum owner.

The old man smiled and said, "Why did you go up the mountain?"

Wei Yuan said: "Give my brother a household registration."

"Oh, a small matter, there's no need to come to Longhu Mountain for this matter. By the way, who is your brother?"

"Zhuge Liang."

The old Taoist smiled and froze: "Zhuge Liang? Oh, it is true that some people will name their children these names, haha, you are quiet, really fashionable, ha, hahaha..."

His smile slowly disappeared: "Zhuge Liang?"

"Zhuge Liang."

"Wuhou?"

"Wuhou."

"Master Qimen alchemist?"

"Grandpa."

"This, do you need such a solemn account book?"

"It's physical remodeling."

On this night, the roar of the old master echoed on Longhu Mountain: "You, you, you, let me out!!! You evildoer, the old man hacked you!!"

Zhu Jiuyin once said that Wei Yuan has always surprised people.

The old master also had an epiphany. After changing his attitude towards Wei, the man told the old man a truth with practical actions.

You are too happy.

Jingle.

When Wei Yuan came back again, there was one more page in the household registration book he transferred.

This is a sense of ceremony.

It's just that when he came back, he found that the painter who had just died had been restored to his original state: "Ah, I didn't hear that at all, I thought what would happen." Empress Vodka smiled.

Wei Yuan was silent for a while, and said, "Did Ah Liang say he didn't hear it?"

"How is that possible?! How can I ask directly?"

Madam Vodka said to herself: "Of course I saw it from the side, but I quietly tested it several times, and I definitely didn't hear it!"

No, Ah Liang can make you believe anything he says if he wants to.

Let you respect him until you are played by him.

If it wasn't for Ji Han asking him to support him in the later period, if he was better physically...

Wei Yuan nodded and avoided the confident vodka lady.

The water ghost is trying the drink handed down by Marquis Wu in an attempt to incorporate the Four Elephants and Five Elements into it.

Even the atmosphere of several famous generals who had just drawn their swords has eased.

Wei Yuan asked what happened to Binghun just now.

Binghun said: "He doesn't seem to have done anything. I don't think it's a matter of age. He feels like a child." He grinned and said, "It feels very polite, and there is no special child. I I feel good about him."

Yuanjue smiled and said: "This new little donor talked about Buddhism. He seems to know the inheritance of the White Horse Temple very well. When talking with him, I always feel that there is a lot of Zen in his words. He is a person who has really experienced the world."

Zhuge Liang in everyone's words is different.

The only point is that everyone has a good impression, and when everyone knows Zhuge Liang, when they intersect with each other, none of the characteristics are mutually exclusive, so it is given to people, which is the feeling of a real Marquis.

When Wei Yuan opened the door oddly, A Liang was playing on the computer.

The little shoe spirit of the red embroidered shoes was teaching him.

After Xiao Xie Ling went out, Wei Yuan said, "I think it's just white, Xiang Yu and the others don't seem to be so nervous, or in other words, they don't reject you so much, what have you done?"

"It's just three games of chess."

Just a few hours after Wei Yuan went out to Dragon Tiger, A Liang had already changed his clothes.

The modern stand-up collar shirt is covered with a Confucian robe and a pair of gold flat glasses. This dress makes the water ghost look more gentle and scum. It is placed on Ah Liang. When he laughs, he is very elegant and gentle. .

Ah Liang said: "The chess game with Bai Qi wins."

"We lost the chess game with Xiang Hongyu."

"With General Zhang Liao's words, I just told him that Yun Chang is now in Shu, so it's better to see his old friend."

"That's it?"

The young man said casually, "That's it."

He saw Wei Yuan at a loss and said:

"It is so that Lord Wu'an knows my military strategy."

"Chu Bawang can breathe a sigh of relief, and both of them can be satisfied."

"General Zhang Liao attaches great importance to friendship and righteousness, and Chang Yun and him are congenial. This world is lonely, and it is a good thing to meet old friends. I asked him to bring a letter to Shu, and he also accepts my love..."

Wei Yuan was dumbfounded and said, "I thought you, like them, would not be bound by the rules."

The teenager smiled and retorted:

"The idea of ​​not being bound by rules is itself a rule, isn't it?"

"To be right and strange, to be in control, to be able to respond to opportunities, to be unexpected, and to be a strategist, and I am not good at clever strategies, I fight within the rules, and draw my opponents into my rules to fight head-on. It's pretty easy."

"No, good, strange, conspiracy?"

The corners of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, wanting to beat this guy.

The genius of Versailles is really unpleasant, but the most unpleasant thing is that for the genius among the geniuses, this is the truth, but in Wei Yuan's ears, this is Versailles, he did not hesitate to slash with a knife. , the young mastermind subconsciously raised his hands and caught it with a snap.

Both arm sleeves slipped.

He said angrily: "How old are you, are you childish?!"

Bend down and pick up the feather fan you just dropped.

Wouldn't you be happy if you weren't naive?

Wei Yuan slandered and said:

"However, Ah Liang, don't you like dealing with people? Why this time..."

He pointed out that everyone in the museum had filled up their favorability in almost three hours?

This is outrageous.

The young mastermind said plainly: "I really don't like dealing with mediocre people."

"But they're your friends, aren't they?"

"What you cherish, I will cherish the same, isn't it a matter of course?"

Wei Yuan looked soft.

A Liang patted the feather fan and took advantage of the situation. This place was directly obscured by the extremely deep Daoist Qimen Dunjia, and said, "Okay, just the two of us." He lifted the feather fan, and his pupils were as quiet as an ocean. With a smile, he said:

"It's also time for me to meet, the one who was hidden in your soul, the former mastermind?"

Wei Yuan's expression solidified.

The waves in my heart are like the sea.

He didn't even have time to mention it, it was the biggest secret.

It was easily broken? !

A Liang said angrily, "I want to ask how I know?"

"Isn't this clear at a glance?"

"Is it clear at a glance?"

The young military commander stretched out his finger: "One, my soul has long since collapsed, and the feather fan is just a beacon, someone must have protected my broken true spirit in history; Outside of the Gonggong, there are some things that cannot be explained.”

"What is the Great Wilderness waiting for? If the Kunlun Enlightened Beast is really interested in the world, why not enter the venue."

"The Gonggong came step by step, and its momentum gradually increased. It is both magnanimity and bait. What is he thinking about? These combination, it is obvious that there are secret existence, and the favorable forces of the human race have led to this check and balance stalemate. "

"It's also the reason why it can still maintain stability and there is no root cause for the outbreak of chaos."

"And you mentioned the Hetu Luoshu, since this thing has a secret plan, then this person must be counterbalanced, the strategy of concealing the sky and crossing the sea, and he needs to work **** things that are considered ordinary, then, the place where he is temporarily stored, must be is the center of the vortex of events."

"And this kind of place, if I want to choose, there is only one place."

The feather fan in the boy's hand moved slightly, as if he calmly contained the turbulent waves of this era under the feather fan, and then the feather fan swept through the air and pointed to Wei Yuan's eyebrows.

"here."

Those who seek to conquer the world and attack Kyushu in reverse.

Zhuge Kongming.

The overall situation of the world, the only breaking point, was not covered in the slightest in his eyes.

For the first time, Wei Yuan truly sensed some kind of silent oppression.

If you are an enemy of A Liang...

He thought about it for a while, and suddenly felt that if the young man in front of him was the enemy, it would be too terrifying, and in the face of such a situation, perhaps only Sima Yi's choice was the right one, only if he couldn't hold on to it.

In history, apart from Sima Yi, Cao Wei was not without fierce people. Those who dared to confront Zhuge Wuhou were basically gone. Even Zhang He was killed in battle.

"As for why the conspirators."

The young man complained unceremoniously: "If it wasn't for the mastermind, I suspect that this situation would have long since been in chaos and then relied on various heroes to sharpen it. How can there be such a peaceful and prosperous world? I guess where it is. A person with enough strength ~www.mtlnovel.com~ has enough strategy to support the sky."

"After all, A Yuan, you have no brains."

Wei Yuan: "..."

What should I do if my child is too skinny? !

must be owed.

No matter who he is the best resource in the world, beat him if he deserves it!

Wei Yuan directly rubbed the guy's black hair to frizz, and then took Ah Liang's true spirit to the lucid dream between his eyebrows, and the gray-robed man in the dream had both eyes of Canggu, which was rare and solemn. The two bowed, and the gray-robed man held up the teacup, his voice low.

"Candle Dragon, Candle Nine Yin."

The juvenile mastermind smiled calmly, with a feather fan.

"Zhuge, Kongming."

ps: Today's second update... 6,000 words in 2 in 1~

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