Chapter 177 All of Them

Nü Jiao looked at Wei Yuan and raised her eyebrows, saying nothing more.

Wei Yuan was silent for a moment. His trip had only solved the question of where the jade dragon pendant came from, and he knew where the grudge with the overlord came from. However, the entanglement between himself and Buddhism was still unclear. Buddhism, like Taoism, was a behemoth in modern China, and there were Buddhist disciples in the Special Operations Group.

Wei Yuan felt a headache just thinking about it.

He didn't want to conflict with the Operations Group, nor did he want to go to a temple to eat vegetarian food.

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

Wei Yuan sighed helplessly.

The two things he came to Qingqiu Kingdom for had been resolved. Wei Yuan had things on his mind and declined Nü Jiao's invitation to stay for a meal, bidding farewell and leaving.

On the earth, the steel dragon advanced at a rapid speed. Wei Yuan sat on the high-speed train, watching the scenery outside rush backward, vaguely recalling the appearance of Emperor Shi Huang's tour. Two thousand years had passed, and now ordinary people's enjoyment exceeded that of the ancient supreme being. The changes of the times surpassed all supernatural powers.

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

The past true spirit memory, hidden in some magical artifacts, was something that could only be encountered by chance, so he would not consider it for the time being.

The first thing in front of him was the Mountain Lord. Wei Yuan still didn't believe that the Mountain Lord had been killed so easily.

After a while, he should be able to get the files from the Celestial Master's Mansion to see the Mountain Lord's background.

The second thing was the matter of Buddhism. He had to go to the place of sacrifice in the Huai River to see if he could find any clues and figure out what the entanglement between himself and Buddhism was. Of course, he had to have a good relationship with Wu Zhiqi to ensure his safety and prevent Xiangjun goddess from seeking revenge.

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

Estimating that in another half a month or so, he would have to go to Baiyun Temple to get the old Taoist out.

"Baiyun Temple..."

Wei Yuan frowned and muttered.

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

He had no good feelings for this Taoist temple.

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In the afternoon.

Wei Yuan returned to the museum.

He saw that the museum door was directly closed.

The water ghost and his gang were gathered around the computer, not knowing what they were doing. When they saw Wei Yuan coming back, they scattered like birds and beasts. Wei Yuan frowned, looked at the computer, which was still on the desktop, clean and tidy. He reached out and touched it, and the computer was scalding hot.

He glanced strangely at the ghosts and said, "Playing games?"

The Qi Family Army soldiers lowered their heads and sharpened their knives. Two paper dolls were stuck on the window, pretending to be window decorations.

Red Embroidered Shoes took the initiative to drill into its 'home' and closed the box.

Wei Yuan smiled, feeling that he was a bit like a rigid parent. His tone softened, and he casually comforted them:

"Computer games, if you want to play, just play, as long as you don't go too far."

The atmosphere in the museum paused.

Seemingly surprised that Wei Yuan was so easy to talk to, the soldiers raised their heads, the paper dolls fell, and even the Red Embroidered Shoes opened the box.

The water ghost even approached flatteringly, wanting to rub Wei Yuan's shoulders and back.

Wei Yuan raised his hand to push away the approaching water ghost, placed the sword behind his back on the table, took off the jade dragon pendant, placed it on the original cabinet, looked at the simple and unsophisticated jade pendant, and was silent for a while. He could only gently caress the jade pendant, and whispered with emotion, just like Zu Long, with great talent and bold strategy, he never achieved longevity. He was actually able to survive here. The world was wonderful and unreasonable.

And the reason why he could be here was because of the undying flower.

Because the then young goddess did not understand that people would have birth, old age, sickness, and death.

The source of all stories was that young child.

Wei Yuan had rushed back all the way, and had not eaten anything either. His stomach was hungry and made gurgling sounds. The water ghost suddenly realized, raised his hand and patted his forehead, and hurriedly walked into the room. Then, he brought out a bowl of steaming instant noodles, with marinated eggs, sausages, dried tofu, and vegetarian tripe.

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

Wei Yuan was hungry, so he took it over and stirred it. He only felt that the aroma was strong. He was not interested in instant noodles when he ate them often, but after not eating them for a while, he missed the taste. He was about to eat when he suddenly thought of a question, and his movements froze.

He raised his head and looked at the water ghost, and said, "Where did the water for cooking the noodles come from?"

The water ghost showed a shy look.

"…………"

The corners of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched. He put down the deluxe version of the water ghost instant noodles, snapped his fingers, pointed his finger at the water ghost in front of him, and said with a straight face:

"Throw him out."

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In the end, Wei Yuan cooked a bowl of noodles himself. The soup of the instant noodles, combined with the compressed biscuits specially made for cultivators, was still palatable and could fill his stomach. After eating and drinking enough, Wei Yuan sat in the museum, watching the store while breathing and cultivating.

Thinking about it carefully, it had been a long time since he had honestly watched the store.

Wei Yuan meditated and breathed, slowly circulating his cultivation method.

He felt the flow of his own mana throughout his body, strengthening his flesh and blood meridians bit by bit.

The real feeling dispelled the illusory feeling brought about by the memories of the past.

However, after only thirty-six cycles of cultivation, Wei Yuan suddenly felt a wave of fatigue and sleepiness suddenly hit his heart. He naturally recovered from the state of cultivation, looked at the sky outside, and saw that it was only afternoon, and the sky was still bright, as well as the strange sleepiness. He was thoughtful.

Wei Yuan couldn't find the black cat anywhere.

He opened his phone, set an alarm for ten minutes, and then naturally lay down on the old wooden counter, and fell into a deep sleep after a few breaths.

Wei Yuan opened his eyes.

He saw a vast expanse of white around him, saw the turbulent Huai River of the Age of Gods in his dream, and saw Wu Zhiqi, and the chains that bound the latter's body.

Wu Zhiqi's golden eyes met Wei Yuan's silently. The two were silent for a long time.

Wei Yuan sighed and took the initiative to say:

"Water Lord, did you use magic to find me this time?"

"Actually, you can send a text message or call."

Wu Zhiqi said slowly: "I'm worried that your phone will not be able to connect again."

Wei Yuan smiled awkwardly, and then said with an unchanged expression:

"So, Water Lord, are you looking for me this time because your phone is broken again?"

Wu Zhiqi shook his head. Wei Yuan asked again, "Then do you need that kind of fine wine?"

Wu Zhiqi shook his head again.

Wei Yuan asked knowingly, "Then Water Lord, what is the matter for looking for me?"

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

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

Seeing the steam engine icon, the orange icon, the Ubisoft icon, all kinds of icons, densely packed, he suddenly fell into silence. He suddenly realized that he seemed to have misestimated a problem. He only sent Wu Zhiqi a collection of Civilization series, which did not mean that He would only watch one type of game.

Wei Yuan's expression was solemn. He pointed to the software on the computer and said, "Which game is it?"

Wu Zhiqi shook his head and said, "All of them."

"All of them?"

"All of them."

Wei Yuan: "…………"

Is it too late to run now?/

Ask, does the Celestial Master's 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.

The corners of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, and his movements suddenly froze, as if disconnected, and then his dream body slowly faded. Wu Zhiqi looked at him with unkind eyes and said, "What do you want to do? I can sense that there is nothing wrong with you outside. I tell you..."

At this moment, a ringtone suddenly rang.

Wei Yuan and Wu Zhiqi both sensed across the dream that someone outside hesitated for a long time and pushed open the door of the museum. Therefore, the illusory dream constructed by magic was shattered, and Wu Zhiqi opened his eyes at the bottom of the Huai River, and his golden pupils stared at the phone in his hand that could not do anything.

After thinking about it, He stretched out his finger and typed on the phone——

"How to get a full game collection."

He searched for a bunch of answers, most of which were bought, cost money, or had to be sent by others.

Or it was said that parents sent it.

Wu Zhiqi watched carefully.

But there was no benefit.

He even didn't quite understand what money was. Looking at the one that was topped the highest, and also stepped on a lot, which was sent by his parents, recalling 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 typed a line of words out of nowhere——

"How to get parents to buy a full game collection for themselves?"

Press the finger.

Search!

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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 had never believed this, but recently encountered those things, and was forced to think about whether to try her luck.

She hesitated for a long time in her heart, and hesitated to push the door open.

This store looked very simple, with solid wood cabinets and simple things, from ancient pottery to bronzes, everything was available. It seemed that someone was sleeping on the table. Liu Shaoying subconsciously lightened her steps.

However, there was a bell on the door of the museum, which rang 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 like he was in his twenties, with slightly messy hair, wearing a black Chinese buttoned jacket with cloud patterns, with a bit of simplicity and mystery, and a yellow scarf like an armband on his right arm.

It's a young man.

The expectations in Liu Shaoying's heart dropped all of a sudden. Her understanding of this industry was that there were old people with fairy-like bones and long beards, not such young people. She planned to leave, but Wei Yuan opened his eyes, but felt the heat of the Crouching Tiger waist card, which was rare.

He was stunned for a moment, and started the magic with his fingers, and looked with his double pupils.

He saw a cloud of black and green mist rising behind this intellectual and quiet woman.

This was being entangled by dirty things.

The Crouching Tiger, whose merit value had long been running out, understood that business had finally come to its door.

Liu Shaoying originally thought about how to leave naturally, but saw the young man in the black Chinese suit raised his eyes, and before she could speak, he took the initiative to say:

"Guest, haven't you been having the same nightmare often recently?"

"And it's been going on for a while?"

Liu Shaoying, who originally wanted to leave, was shocked and stunned in place, forgetting for a moment that she actually regretted stepping into here, forgetting that her original intention was to leave from here. After a long time, she whispered: "Yes, it's been going on for a long time. You, can you see it?"

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

"Please sit down."

ps: Today's second update... the number of words is three thousand three hundred words~

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According to the feedback from book friends, and after discussing with everyone in the book friend group for a while, I found that the rhythm is slightly deviated, a little fast and single, trying to pull it back... trying to interweave multiple types of plots to prevent boredom. After all, I am just a failure, and the craft of digging holes is learned from Bao'er sister, which is basically mAx. Burying holes is still elementary. If you have any thoughts and opinions, please give me your advice.