Museum of Demons Chapter 80

The prosperous city and highly developed technology have brought a fast-paced life.

The life of living and resting in the past has long since ceased to exist.

Even if it has passed the early morning and arrived at the moment of dark atmosphere, the metropolis is still brightly lit, like huge and exquisite honey jars, which contain all the anesthesia needed by human beings, so that anyone can get physical or spiritual. Vent and indulge.

Sometimes, Wang Qi would feel that modern cities are like huge monsters like never before.

Monsters will seduce humans with magic techniques, and then draw their spirits to practice.

The huge city attracts more and more people with the thrill of feasting and feasting, and then absorbs their most valuable ten or twenty years, absorbs their energy, and then spit them out, tempting more humans to enter, and With the sacrifice and dedication of these people, he has become more and more prosperous and bigger.

This in itself is the behavioral pattern of giant monsters.

Will demons breed in the city?

"Doctor Wang, Doctor Wang?"

The soft call made Wang Qi come back to her senses. She smiled apologetically, prescribed medicine to the patient, and then smiled amidst gratitude, watching the youth who had just fallen asleep here leave. The business is actually pretty good.

The high-tempo and high-pressure life, this city plunders and invades people's spirit and time, so most people stay up late in revenge, and then gradually lose sleep under tremendous pressure.

My body gradually collapsed, my sleep was getting worse and worse, and nightmares abound.

So the profession of psychologists is increasing.

Wang Qi looked at the sky outside and took a sip of coffee. She was just wearing a white coat, not too tall, with pure black hair, and gold-wire glasses. She casually pinned the pen to the pocket of her white coat. Get out of the underground garage to pick up the car.

There was another young nurse with him, and Wang Qi nodded politely.

Squeak, squeak—

The elevator shook suddenly.

The lights are also flashing.

suddenly,

The elevator fell heavily.

Then he stopped abruptly and stopped in the morgue of this private hospital.

The little nurse screamed and sat down on the ground with weak legs.

When opening the elevator, a man walked in step by step, with the bell of the mortuary corpse hanging on his wrist, and his eyes were numb and cold. Wang Qi sighed, and the eyes under the gold-wire glasses turned into vertical pupils, and then the corpse stopped abruptly. He fell to the ground with a plop.

The nurse trembled with fright and could not speak: "Doctor Wang..."

Wang Qi stretched out her finger and nodded between the nurse's eyebrows.

The nurse couldn't say a word, and fell into the elevator.

Then she stepped over the resurrected corpse of the man, and the corpse melted and disappeared visibly.

Open the door, give gas, and reverse.

She is already proficient in modern technology.

Wang Qi drove back to where she lives now. The news was broadcast on the car. It seemed that the bad weather of the previous few days had passed, and it was sunny for a long time. In fact, it was also very strange. There was a sudden gust of wind the other day. Heavy rain, the sky was gloomy, and then it became normal in a blink of an eye.

When she returned, many hideous monsters were kneeling in the house.

And among the group of demons, there is a man in a loose robe with black hair hanging behind his face, his face is cut with axe, he is extremely heroic, and he is quietly turning the book. These are the reasons for the abnormal weather in the past few days-a bunch of people crossing the border. Monsters, among them, even claim to be gods.

"I am willing to bow under the hands of the adults."

"Anyone who urges, but dare not say anything"

The headed monster knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

They were all captured.

The black-haired man turned a page of the book and said:

"From Fusang?"

"Yes."

The domineering and dull light of the sword swept across. When it converged, these monsters had been killed. The one with the highest cultivation level wanted to escape. He felt that he had rushed out, but the cold feeling from his neck brought him back to reality. , His eyes flickered, and he had just rushed out clearly, but he couldn't move a step in reality.

Is it a dream? !

The monster's eyes widened.

Knife tore.

In the end, the group of demons were swallowed into their stomachs with the low roar of tigers.

Wang Qi knelt down and sat down, pouring tea, and said:

"Why doesn't Shanjun subdue them? At least it can be used."

The black-haired man turned the book and said, "It's just disgusting."

"These monsters will attract the attention of the Heavenly Master Mansion, it is better to bring them back and kill them."

Wang Qi didn't say much. Before, the disciple of Baiyun Guan was designed to put the statue of Shanjun in the ancestor hall for worship. Now that disciple no longer exists in this world, Shanjun borrowed his identity, and the latter The house bought with the money they got naturally belonged to them.

Birch, who is proficient in illusion and dreams, wants to hide in the world. It is easier than many monsters with higher cultivation bases. The same is true for the mountain monarch who drove ghosts. Wang Qi glanced across the table and saw the table mountain monarch turning over. Among them, "The General History of Modern China", which has just been turned over, is impressive.

So I understand what Shanjun's killing was for.

In any case, he was the mountain **** of China after all.

Shan Jun relaxed and sat on the sofa, piled up with books beside this borrowed leather bag.

"Construction of Modern Society", "Blue Star Military", "Basic Principles of Economics"

As if he had forgotten sleep, as if he didn't know about boring, he read books eagerly.

"The world after two thousand years is really interesting."

Wang Qi gave a hum.

And in the elevator of that private hospital, the nurse yawned, slowly opened her eyes, froze for a moment, then hurriedly looked at the time, answered a few calls, and left in a hurry. She only remembered that she was busy today. It was too late, even later than Dr. Wang, maybe because he was too tired, he fell asleep in the elevator in a daze.

The steel jungle of mankind rose from the ground, and the monsters had to blend into the human life.

The waste grasslands and forests that could invade fields in ancient times now need protection to exist.

Wei Yuan really had a headache.

Sitting cross-legged at the highest point of the museum, he could see the tall buildings from a distance. The sky was covered with a thick haze. It was difficult to see the stars. Finally, he found a little star. Wei Yuan held it with his palm. The insect veins in the book looked at that star.

The stars seen through this vein seem to be brighter.

Then there were light spots converging in the void, as if the brightness of the stars rose suddenly, and the wisps of starlight fell through the veins, and finally converged into a translucent pill. Wei Yuan held up this pill. , Knowing that this should be what the goddess said, the elixir that you can see with your pulse at night.

The black cat next to him stretched and lost interest: "It turned out to be just Starlight and Yuehua."

"You people can't use the Sun Jing Yue Hua to cultivate like monsters, so look at your pulse."

"A mortal can't bear the starlight, so he has to tear off his pulse and look at it, and take it together with its essence, which is just to strengthen the body a little. It's really meaningless."

Wei Yuan held this pill in his palm, a little surprised. After thinking about it, Wei Yuan stared at Wei Yuan again, and said:

"But you have a pulse. You can also participate in the July 15th conference this year."

"Zhongyuan Festival?"

"No, it's Emperor Liuzhi."

The black cat stretched out and said: "Gengshen Yeyuehua, among them is the emperor's fluid, which is shaped like countless olives, ten thousand golden threads, and stubbornly, hanging down from the world, and the plants and trees can become monsters when they are affected by its essence. The fox eats the ghost and can show supernatural powers. You are also a spiritual practitioner, haven't you heard of this?"

"I think the soul-raising tree in your house can be refined."

"Well, there is no way for mortals to accept it. With the help of your pulse, you can make the emperor liquid pill that can be taken by an adult. What did Zhang Ruosu say, the old Taoist priest, with vegetation and lifelessness, and liquidity and sex, It can make up for the life; the fox and the ghost have their own life, so eating is very beneficial."

"You are a human being, one level higher than a fox ghost. If you can absorb the emperor flow, you should be able to practice much faster. This is a big event that happens only once every sixty years, and the spiritual energy has been cut off before. It has been a long time. After that, it was too small at that time sixty years ago, and it should be bigger this time."

Wei Yuan smiled and said, "It's not like you would tell me this."

Lei just didn't answer, and muttered in his heart, this guy is a human after all, even if Maiwang turns Diliu into a pill, he won't be able to absorb so much, won't it be his own?

Wei Yuan leaned on the roof of the museum and swallowed the pill.

It stings slightly.

But after entering the abdomen, the elixir melts away, and there is a flow of cool and watery medicine.

Crouching tigers circulate, and the dark wounds suffered by the ghost domain before finally healed completely.

Earlier, he had obtained a hundred merits, healed his injuries and exchanged for a higher level of exercises, in exchange for a total of forty points.

With sixty points left, Wei Yuan planned to wait until the injury healed before using it.

Three days later, I will go to Qingqiu. What's more, there is also the disaster of Mountain Monarch Birch hiding in the dark. Wei Yuan always feels that there seems to be a beast chasing him behind him. Today, when he has the opportunity, he naturally starts to try his practice, as previously thought. Yes, in exchange for the photo of the moon dew left by the school lieutenant of the previous dynasties.

Improve yourself in experience and response to battle.

Wei Yuan had already made a choice in advance.

After solving the ghost king in the ghost domain before, the "Strange Power and Chaos Picture Scroll, Strange Seventeen" ended. It seems that this kind of big case, or some powerful monster king incident, is very important for the assessment of the school lieutenant. After that day, a batch of new options appeared in Dahan Arsenal's selection list.

Among them, there is a photo of Lunar Dew, which is a fixed merit and must be exchanged for the talents of the lieutenant school.

His subordinates thousands of 200 elites, as well as direct envoys at all levels, such as hunting monsters and hunting ghosts, could not see these choices. After Wei Yuan thought about these choices, he felt that these might be the inheritance of Lieutenant Sili from other members. After all, the basics The Exorcism, Spirit Infusion, and Crouching Tiger Jue are all open to all catching monsters, as long as they have merits, they can be exchanged for them.

As the commander-in-chief of Crouching Tiger, there should be some differences.

And at the beginning, he couldn't open the exchange. Only after solving a big case recorded in the file, it was to prevent the pocket card from falling into the hands of the incompetent.

The number one among them is that of Yuelu.

And it only takes a little feat.

This means that all the lieutenants of the past generations believe that the successors of the succeeding generations must experience this illusion in order to sharpen themselves.

Wei Yuan looked at the sixty points he had left, and felt very rich.

And also very curious what kind of horrible and powerful demon ghosts and gods in the photo of Moon Dew will be carefully preserved by the school lieutenants of the past.

So it took a little feat to click on this moon dew to take a picture.

It was a talisman that seemed to be extremely old. It could not even be said to be a talisman. It was just a brand. Soon Wei Yuan saw that it was not a single person's brand, but a dense combination of brandings from an unknown number of people.

The magic power drowned Wei Yuan in an instant.

Just like the previous feeling when opening the painted skin volume, the very real scroll slowly unfolded in front of Wei Yuan, but there were large black areas on the screen, which gave people a sense of depression, and then a line of words-Gao Zu appeared on this huge scroll. Five years.

The picture burned, and the burning ashes engulfed Wei Yuan.

With a flash in front of his eyes, he has entered the illusion, into the memory in this brand.

The towering sky is stained red with blood, the running river waves have a strong and unmatched taste of blood. This is the battlefield, and it is the most cruel battlefield in ancient times. The dense elite like waves and dark clouds surround a mountain, knives and guns are like forests. Sensen's murderous intent cast a thick cloud over the heaven and earth, and Wei Yuan breathed, feeling that the murderous intent and evil spirit on the battlefield made his hair stand up all over his body.

He subconsciously looked at the subject of this memory picture.

Cao Cao, Zhang Fei, Du Yu, Zhuge...

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It's not a monster.

It is a mountain that is not high, but it gives people a very high momentum. Thousands of people, and even more elites, are chasing, but there are only more than 20 people on the mountain, and the head of the person is sitting on the horse. , Holding a war gun, facing thousands of troops and horses, has already reached a dead end, but there is no fear, only laughs out loud.

"I am eight years old and have been in more than seventy battles. Those who were attacked were defeated, and those who attacked were defeated. I was not defeated, so I dominated the world. However, if I am trapped here, I will die today. It is not a crime of war. ."

"Today, if you die, it was because the monarchs fight quickly, and they will win three times."

"To break the siege for the monarchs, cut the generals, slay the flag, and let the monarchs know that I will die from the sky. It is not a crime of war!"

Twenty-eight cavalry soldiers knocked on the armor with a fanatical demeanor.

"promise!"

PS: Three thousand eight hundred words.

Chapter end