Museum Opening

Nu Jiao looked at Wei Yuan, raised her eyebrows, and said nothing more.

Wei Yuan was also silent for a while. His trip was just to solve the problem of where the jade dragon pendant came from. He knew where the hatred with the Overlord came from, but he was still unclear about his entanglement with Buddhism. Buddhism, like Taoism, is a behemoth in modern China, and there are Buddhist disciples in the special operations team.

Wei Yuan felt a headache just thinking about it.

He didn't want to conflict with the action team, nor did he want to eat vegetarian food in the temple.

But this was not something that could be dealt with in a short time.

Wei Yuan sighed helplessly.

The two things he had to do in Qingqiu State had been solved. Wei Yuan had something on his mind, so he declined Nu Jiao's invitation to stay for a meal and said goodbye and left.

On the ground, the iron dragon was advancing at a rapid speed. Wei Yuan sat on the high-speed train, watching the scenery outside quickly going backwards, recalling what he vaguely knew about the first emperor's tour. Two thousand years have passed, and now ordinary people enjoy more than the ancient supremes. The changes of the times have surpassed all magical powers.

He rubbed his eyebrows, sorted out his thoughts, and thought about what to do next.

The past true spirit memories are hidden in certain magic tools. They can be encountered but not sought, so let's not consider them for the time being.

The first thing in front of him is Shanjun. Wei Yuan still doesn't believe that Shanjun was killed so easily.

After a while, he should be able to get the files of Tianshi Mansion to see Shanjun's background.

The second thing is the matter of Buddhism. He has to go to the Huaishui sacrifice site to see if he can find some clues and figure out what the entanglement between himself and Buddhism is. Of course, he has to build a good relationship with Wuzhiqi to ensure his own safety and ensure that he will not be sought for revenge by the Xiangjun goddess.

Third, the old Taoist's letter took several days to arrive.

It is estimated that in half a month, we will have to go to Baiyun Temple to rescue the old Taoist.

"Baiyun Temple..."

Wei Yuan frowned and whispered.

Thinking of the jade talisman that the trafficker bought with money in the previous Painted Skin incident.

He had no good feelings for this Taoist temple.

......

In the afternoon.

Wei Yuan returned to the museum.

Seeing that the door of the museum was directly closed.

And the water ghosts were surrounding the computer, not knowing what they were doing. When they saw Wei Yuan coming back, they scattered like birds and beasts. Wei Yuan frowned and looked at it. The computer remained on the desktop, clean. He reached out and touched it. The computer was very hot.

Gui Gu looked at the ghosts and said, "Playing games?"

Qi Jiajun's soldier soul lowered his head to sharpen the knife, and two paper figures were pasted on the window pretending to be window paper-cuts.

Red Embroidered Shoes took the initiative to get into her "home" and closed the box.

Wei Yuan laughed, feeling that he was a bit like a rigid parent. He spoke in a gentle tone and comforted her casually:

"It's a computer game. Play it if you want, just don't go too far."

The atmosphere in the museum paused for a moment.

As if surprised that Wei Yuan was so easy to talk to, the soldier soul raised his head, the paper man fell down, and even the red embroidered shoes pushed open the box.

The water ghost came up to rub Wei Yuan's shoulders and back.

Wei Yuan raised his hand to push the water ghost away and put the sword behind him on the table. He took off the jade dragon pendant and put it on the original cabinet. Looking at this simple jade pendant, he was silent for a while, and could only flick the jade pendant and sighed in a low voice. Even if he was like Zulong, he had great talents and strategies, but he had never lived forever. He could survive here. The world is wonderful and unreasonable.

And he can be here because of the immortal flower.

Because the young goddess back then didn't understand that people would be born, grow old, get sick and die.

The source of all stories is that young child.

Wei Yuan rushed back all the way, and he didn't eat anything. He was hungry and his stomach was rumbling. The water ghost suddenly realized something, raised his hand and slapped his forehead, hurried into the room, and then came out with a bowl of steaming hot instant noodles, which were filled with boiled eggs, sausages, dried tofu, and vegetarian tripe.

The water ghost served the instant noodles with a flattering face.

Wei Yuan was hungry, so he took it and stirred it. He only felt the fragrance. He had no interest in eating instant noodles often, but he missed the taste after not eating it for a while. Just as he was about to eat it, he suddenly remembered a question and his movements froze.

He looked up at the water ghost and said, "Where does the water for cooking noodles come from?"

The water ghost showed a shy look.

"..."

Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, he put down the deluxe version of the water ghost instant noodles, snapped his fingers, pointed at the water ghost in front of him, expressionless:

"Fork out."

......

In the end, Wei Yuan still went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles. The soup of the instant noodles, combined with the compressed biscuits specially made for monks, was more or less edible and could fill his stomach. After eating and drinking, Wei Yuan sat in the museum, watching the store while practicing breathing.

Thinking carefully, he hasn't watched the store honestly for a long time.

Wei Yuan breathed in and out, slowly practicing the skills.

He felt his own mana flowing around his body, strengthening his blood and flesh meridians bit by bit.

The real feeling drove away the illusory feeling brought by past memories.

But after only thirty-six cycles of practice, Wei Yuan suddenly felt a sense of fatigue and sleepiness. He naturally recovered from his practice and looked at the sky outside. It was only afternoon and the sky was still bright. He was thinking about the strange sleepiness.

Wei Yuan did not find the black cat.

He turned on his mobile phone, set an alarm for ten minutes, and then naturally lay on the old wooden cabinet. After a few breaths, he fell asleep.

Wei Yuan opened his eyes.

He saw the white surroundings, the turbulent Huai River in the dream, Wuzhiqi, and the chains on his body.

Wuzhiqi's golden eyes looked at Wei Yuan silently, and the two were silent for a long time.

Wei Yuan sighed and took the initiative to ask:

"Shui Jun, did you cast a spell to find me this time?"

"You could have sent a text message or called."

Wu Zhiqi said slowly: "I was worried that your phone couldn't be connected again."

Wei Yuan smiled awkwardly, and then said calmly:

"So, Shui Jun, you came to find me this time, but your phone was broken again?"

Wu Zhiqi shook his head, and Wei Yuan said again: "Do you need that kind of wine?"

Wu Zhiqi shook his head again.

Wei Yuan asked knowingly: "What is Shui Jun looking for me for?"

Wu Zhiqi was silent, and finally seemed to have made a great decision. He took a step away, pointed to the game computer that appeared in the dream next to him, pointed to the software on it, and said slowly: "I want this."

Wei Yuan saw that it was the most advanced gaming equipment of this era.

Seeing the steam engine icon, the orange icon, the Ubisoft icon, and all kinds of icons on it, densely packed, he suddenly fell silent. He suddenly realized that he seemed to have misjudged a problem. He only sent Wuzhiqi a collection of the Civilization series, which did not mean that He would only look at one type of game.

Wei Yuan looked solemn, pointed to the software on the computer, and said: "Which game is it?"

Wuzhiqi shook his head and said: "All."

"All?"

"All."

Wei Yuan: "..."

Is it too late to run now?

Ask, will the Tianshi Mansion reimburse the money for buying games?

Also, how much does it cost to buy all the games on these game platforms?

Urgent, waiting online.

Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, and his movements suddenly froze, as if the line was broken, and then the dream body slowly faded. Wuzhiqi looked at him unkindly and said: "What do you want to do? I can sense that you have nothing to do outside, I tell you..."

At this time, a ring suddenly rang.

Wei Yuan and Wuzhiqi both sensed beyond the dream that someone hesitated outside for a long time and pushed open the door of the museum, so this illusory dream constructed by magic was broken, Wuzhiqi opened his eyes at the bottom of the Huai River, his golden eyes staring at the phone in his hand that could do nothing.

After thinking for a while, He stretched out his finger and typed on the phone-

"How to get the full illustrated game."

He searched for a bunch of answers, most of which were bought, spent money, or asked others to give them to him.

Or they said that they were given by parents.

Wuzhiqi looked at it seriously.

But it was of no benefit.

He didn't even know what money was. Looking at the one that was given by parents who were pushed to the highest and stepped on by many, he recalled what he had seen before, "The more accurate the description, the easier it is to find the answer." He was silent for a while, and somehow typed a line of words-

"How to get parents to buy you the full illustrated game?"

Finger pressed.

Search!

......

Liu Shaoying hesitated for a long time outside this museum.

She occasionally heard from one of her students that the boss here seemed to have "real skills". As a university teacher, she never believed this. It was only because of the things she encountered recently that she had no choice but to think about whether to try her luck.

She hesitated for a long time and pushed the door open hesitantly.

This store looks very simple, with solid wood cabinets and ancient things, from ancient pottery to bronze ware. There seems to be someone sleeping on the table. Liu Shaoying subconsciously slowed down her steps.

But there is a bell on the door of the museum, which rings softly with the movement.

She saw that the sleeping person seemed to be awakened and slowly raised his head. It was a young man who looked to be in his twenties. His hair was a little messy. He was wearing a black buttoned top with cloud patterns, which was a bit simple and mysterious. On his right arm was a yellow scarf like an armband.

It was a young man.

Liu Shaoying's expectations dropped immediately. Her perception of this industry was those old men with long beards and immortal appearances, not young people like this. She was about to leave. Wei Yuan opened his eyes, but felt that the crouching tiger waist badge was rarely hot.

He was stunned for a moment, raised his fingers, and looked.

He saw a dark green mist rising behind this intellectual and quiet woman.

This was because she was entangled by dirty things.

The crouching tiger, whose merit value had long been in a critical situation, understood that there was finally a business coming to his door.

Liu Shaoying was thinking about how to leave naturally, but he saw the young man in black clothes raised his eyes and took the initiative to speak before he spoke:

"Guest, have you been having the same nightmare recently?"

"And it has been going on for a while?"

Liu Shaoying, who was about to leave, was stunned and stood there in shock. He forgot that he actually regretted stepping into this place and forgot that his original intention was to leave from here. After a long time, he whispered: "Yes, it has been going on for a long time. Can you tell?"

The young museum owner pointed to the table and chairs and smiled:

"Please sit down."