The Spirit Suppressing Museum

Chapter 82
The bustling city and highly developed technology have brought a fast-paced life.

The life of daily income and daily income in the past has long ceased to exist.

Even if it has passed the early morning and arrived at the moment when the yin is strong, the metropolis is still brightly lit, like huge and delicate honey pots, which contain all the anesthesia needed by human beings, so that anyone can get physical or mental health. Vent and indulge.

Sometimes, Wang Qi will feel that the modern city is a giant monster that has never been seen before.

Youkai will seduce humans with magic, and then absorb their energy to practice.

The gigantic city attracts more and more people with the excitement of feasting and drinking, and then absorbs their most valuable ten or twenty years, absorbs their energy, and then spits them out, luring more human beings to enter, while itself With the sacrifice and dedication of these people, it has become more and more prosperous and bigger.

This in itself is the behavior pattern of the giant youkai.

Will there be monsters in the city?

"Doctor Wang, Doctor Wang?"

The gentle call brought Wang Qi back to her senses, she smiled apologetically, prescribed medicine to the patient, and then smiled amid a sound of thanks, watching the young man who had just slept well here leave, her The business is actually quite good.

With a high-paced and high-stress life, the city plunders and invades people's spirit and time, so most people stay up late in revenge, and then gradually lose sleep under the enormous pressure.

The body is gradually overwhelmed, the sleep is getting worse and worse, and the nightmares are full of nightmares.

Therefore, the profession of psychiatrist is increasing.

Wang Qi looked at the sky outside, took a sip of coffee, and wore a white coat like that. She was not too tall, with plain black hair and gold wire glasses. She pinned the pen to the pocket of the white coat. Go to the underground garage to pick up the car.

With another young nurse, Wang Qi nodded politely.

squeak, squeak—

The elevator shook suddenly.

The lights are also flickering.

suddenly,

The elevator fell heavily.

Then it stopped abruptly, stopping in the mortuary of this private hospital.

The little nurse screamed and fell to the ground with weak legs.

When the elevator was opened, a man walked in step by step, with the bell of the mortuary corpse hanging on his wrist, his eyes were numb and cold, Wang Qi sighed, the eyes under the golden glasses turned into vertical pupils, and then the corpse stopped abruptly, Plopped down to the ground.

The nurse was so frightened that she was speechless: "Doctor Wang..."

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

The nurse didn't say a word and fell in the elevator.

Then she stepped over the man's resurrected corpse, which melted and disappeared visibly to the naked eye.

Open the door, fuel up, and reverse.

She is already proficient with modern technology.

Wang Qi drove back to the place where she lived now. The news was playing in the car. It seemed that the bad weather of the past few days had passed, and it would be sunny for a long time. In fact, it was very strange. It rained heavily, the sky was overcast, and then it became normal again in the blink of an eye.

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

And among the group of monsters, there was a man in loose robes, with black hair hanging back, his face cut with an axe and a knife, extremely heroic, and calmly flipping the book, these were the reasons for the abnormal weather a few days ago - a bunch of people crossing the border of monsters, some of which even claim to be gods.

"I am willing to bow down to the Lord's hands."

"As long as you are driven, you don't dare to say anything"

The monster headed among them knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

They were all captured.

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

"From Fusang?"

"Yes."

The domineering and dull sword light swept across, and when it converged, these monsters had already been killed. Among them, the one with the highest cultivation base wanted to escape. He felt that he had rushed out, but the cold feeling on his neck brought him back to reality. , in a flash, it was clear that he had just rushed out, but in reality he didn't move a step.

Is it a dream? !
The monster's eyes widened.

Knife tearing.

In the end, with the low tiger roar, the group of monsters were swallowed up.

Wang Qi knelt in front of him, leaned over to pour tea, and said:
"Why doesn't Shanjun subdue them? At least it can be used."

The black-haired man flipped through the scroll and said, "It's pure disgust."

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

Wang Qi didn't say much. It was designed to let the disciples of Baiyun Temple put the statue of Shanjun in the ancestor hall of worship, but now that disciple no longer exists in this world, Shanjun borrowed his identity, and the latter The house they bought with the money naturally belonged to them.

Birch, who is familiar with illusions and dreams, wants to hide in the human world. It is easier than many demons with higher cultivation levels. The same is true of Shanjun who drives ghosts. Wang Qi glanced over the table and saw Shanjun on the table turn over. Among them, the "General History of Modern China", which has just been turned over, is impressive.

So I understand why Fang Caishan Jun's killing is for.

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

Shan Jun sat cross-legged on the sofa with a relaxed posture, and books were piled up beside this borrowed leather bag.

"The Composition of Modern Society", "Blue Star Military", "Basic Principles of Economics"

As if he had forgotten to sleep, as if he did not know that he was bored, he read books and books hungrily.

"The world after 2000 is really interesting."

Wang Qi hummed.

In the elevator of that private hospital, the nurse yawned, slowly opened her eyes, froze for a moment, then hurriedly checked 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.

………………

The steel jungle of human beings rises from the ground, and the monsters have to infiltrate the human life.

The barren grasslands and forests that were able to encroach on fields in ancient times now need protection to exist.

Wei Yuan really had a headache.

Sitting cross-legged at the top of the museum, he could see tall buildings from a distance, the sky was covered with a thick layer of smog, and it was difficult to see the stars, but he finally found a few stars, Wei Yuan held the The insect pulse in the book is aimed at the constellation.

The stars seen through this pulse seem to be brighter.

Then there are light spots in the void that converge, like the brightness of the star suddenly rises, and the starlight falls through the pulse, and finally gathers into a translucent medicine pill, Wei Yuan holds this medicine pill , know that this should be the elixir that the goddess said, the elixir that can be obtained by looking at the pulse at night.

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

"You people can't use the sun essence and moon flower to cultivate like a monster, so use the pulse watch."

"Mortals can't bear the starlight, and they have to tear off the pulse and take it together with its essence, that is, to strengthen the body a little bit, it's really meaningless."

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

"But you have a pulse. You can also participate in this year's July [-]th meeting."

"Chinese New Year's Day?"

"No, it's the Emperor Liumao."

The black cat stretched lazily and said, "Gengshen Yeyuehua, in which there is Diliu pulp, its shape is like countless olives, thousands of golden threads, and they hang through the world, and the plants and trees can become demons when they receive their essence. Foxes and ghosts eat them, and they can show supernatural powers. You are also a cultivator, haven't you heard of this?"

"I see that the soul-cultivating wood in your house can become a fine if you make do with it."

"Well, mortals have no way to accept it, but you can use the Pulse Watch to make Diliujiao an elixir that can be taken by an adult. What the old Taoist priest Zhang Ruosu said, grass and trees have nature without life, and slough has sex. It can make up for life; foxes and ghosts have their own lives, so eating them is very beneficial."

"You are a human being, one level higher than foxes and ghosts. If you can absorb the emperor's fluid, your practice should be much faster. This is a big event that only happens once every 60 years, and it has been a long time since the spiritual energy was cut off before. Yes, it was too small 60 years ago, it should be bigger this time."

Wei Yuan smiled and said, "It doesn't look 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 Mai Wang turned Diliu pulp into a medicinal pill, he wouldn't be able to absorb that much, wouldn't it be his own then?

Wei Yuan sat on the roof of the museum and swallowed the medicine pill.

Slightly tingling.

But after entering the abdomen, the medicinal herbs dissolve, and the medicinal power flows like cool water.

Crouching Tiger Judgment circulated, and the dark wounds suffered by the ghost realm before were finally completely healed.

........................

He had previously obtained [-] meritorious deeds, healed his wounds and exchanged for a higher-level exercise, for a total of [-] points.

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

He will go to Qingqiu in three days now, not to mention that the disaster of Shanjun Boqi is hidden 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 will naturally start to practice cultivation, as he thought before. Yes, in exchange for the photo of Yuelu left by the previous Sili school captains.

Improve yourself in experience and on-the-fly response.

Wei Yuan had already made a choice in advance.

After the ghost king of the ghost realm was solved before, "The Scroll of Strange Forces and Chaos, Monster Seventeen" ended. It seems that this type of major case, or some powerful demon king incidents, are very important for the examination of Sili Xiaowei. After that day, a batch of new options were added to the list of options in the Dahan arsenal.

Among them, there are fixed merits as one, and the photo of Yuelu can only be exchanged by the captain of the school.

The [-] directly subordinate elites under his subordinates, as well as the direct envoys of all levels such as catching monsters and hunting ghosts, cannot see these choices. After thinking about it, Wei Yuan thinks that these may be the inheritance of Sili Colonel from other members. After all, the basic The exorcism, spirit casting, and crouching tiger battle are all open to all demon hunters, as long as there is merit, they can be exchanged.

Crouching Tiger, as the commander-in-chief, should be somewhat different.

At the beginning, he could not open the exchange, and he opened it after solving a major case recorded in the file, to prevent the waist card from falling into the hands of incompetent people.

Among them, the number one is that Yuelu's photo.

And it just takes a little credit.

This means that the Sili school captains of all dynasties believed that the successors of future generations must experience this illusion in order to sharpen themselves.

Wei Yuan looked at his remaining sixty o'clock and felt very comfortable.

And I'm also very curious about what kind of terrifying and powerful demons and gods that Yuelu took this photo, which will be carefully preserved by the captains of the past dynasties.

So it took a little merit and clicked on this photo of the moon dew.

It was a talisman that looked very old, and it couldn't even be said to be a talisman. It was just a brand. Wei Yuan immediately saw that it was not the brand of a single person, but a dense combination of the brand of an unknown number of people.

In an instant, the mana drowned Wei Yuan.

Just like the feeling when I opened the picture skin file before, the incomparably real picture 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 appeared on the huge picture scroll— Five years of Emperor Gaozu.

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

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

The towering sky is dyed red with blood, and the running Jiang Tao has an unparalleled smell of blood. This is a battlefield, and it is the most cruel ancient battlefield. The dense elites are like waves and dark clouds, surrounding a mountain, swords and guns are like forests, Sensen's murderous intent covered the heaven and earth with a thick cloud. Wei Yuan breathed, feeling the murderous intent and blood suffocating on the battlefield that made his hair stand up all over his body.

He subconsciously looked at the subject of the memory picture.

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

Generations of Sili school captains agree that this is a necessary experience for all later Crouching Tigers.

But not a monster.

It was not a high mountain, but it gave people a strangely towering momentum. Thousands of people, and even more elites chased after them, but there were only more than [-] people on the mountain, and the leader was sitting on the horse. , holding a war gun, facing thousands of troops, it has reached a dead end, but there is no fear, only laughter.

"I am eight years old since I started the army. I have fought for more than seventy years. I have been defeated by those I fought, and those I have attacked have been defeated. I have not been defeated, and I have dominated the world. However, I am trapped here today. It is not the crime of war to kill me. ."

"Today's decision to die, the original is for the monarchs to fight quickly, and they must win three."

"Breaking the siege for the lords, beheading the generals, slashing the flags, and letting the lords know that the sky is my death, is not a crime of war!"

28 The cavalry and soldiers knocked on the armor, with a frenzied look.

"promise!"

PS: Three thousand eight hundred words.

(End of this chapter)