This Han Dynasty arsenal is the heritage that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Si Li Xiao Wei for more than a thousand years.
The bamboo slips floated in front of Wei Yuan, and they were densely filled with the names of various magic tools and classics.
But soon, the names on the bamboo slips disappeared one by one.
These were some of the magic tools that had been lost.
Then one by one the names dimmed.
These were items that he could not touch with his Taoism and his merits.
The remaining part was very simple.
A few talismans.
Some swordsmanship collected by the Crouching Tiger Xiao Wei to enrich the inventory.
And records of monsters of different categories.
Wei Yuan could only choose from them.
After thinking for a while, he did not choose the talisman method that he had hoped to learn for a long time, but clicked on the Monster Department and found the Painted Skin. Here were records of most of the Painted Skin monsters that the Si Li Xiao Wei had previously arrested and killed, and two of them were related to the mountain king.
Among them, only one was left who was related to Wei Yuan killing the Painted Skin Slave.
It does not require merit to query the records, but if you want to open the Moon Dew Image of the Painted Skin Monster in the Han Arsenal to get a more comprehensive understanding of this monster, you need a merit.
Simple records cannot let Wei Yuan know the weaknesses and characteristics of the Painted Skin.
Without understanding the characteristics, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack to find this mere Painted Skin Monster among the seven million people in Quan City.
Wei Yuan chose to open the Moon Dew Image.
A merit disappeared.
Huai Fengyin sent a voice, and the Moon Dew Image was left.
This is the secret method of the ancient Moon Cultivators, which can preserve a piece of information.
As the merits faded, Wei Yuan found that the surrounding environment had changed, even if he opened his eyes. At this moment, he was no longer in that museum, but a strange place. There was a narrow path in front of him, and both sides were full of black fog.
And Wei Yuan is no longer the same as before.
He was dressed in black and had an eight-sided Han sword on his back.
He frowned and walked along the road.
Gradually he came to a small path, which was an ancient street. The pedestrians were wearing ancient clothes, which looked very real, but in comparison, they had a faded feeling, which gave Wei Yuan a strange feeling.
This was a phantom of history, a record of demons and ghosts.
Wei Yuan seemed to have a clear understanding in his heart, and found a small stall to sit down. The owner of the shop was still busy making soup noodles and selling tea soup. The people who came and went seemed to not see Wei Yuan, and right in front of Wei Yuan was a dilapidated house.
White paper money was flying all over the ground.
A man in his thirties was crying.
His wife died today.
"Hey, a fat, ugly, blind woman, just die."
"You can't say that, her mother is a witch."
"Hey, what's wrong with the witch, isn't it because her daughter died?"
The pedestrian on the left gossiped about these words, walked into the fog, and disappeared.
Wei Yuan had already figured out the current situation in his mind.
According to the explanation of the Crouching Tiger waist badge, this is probably the memory of a certain Sili school lieutenant in history, or an illusion created by magic and magic later, used to record a certain monster hunting incident he experienced, and passed it on to future generations.
This is not the treatment that all monsters have.
In the list just now, not all monsters can open the moon dew to keep their images.
He raised his eyebrows, took off the sword, put it on the table, and quietly watched the changes around him.
It began to rain from the sky.
The stone bricks on the wall were mottled, and there was an extra cup of tea on the table.
............
This is a story.
The story begins when the wife of the man from the Li family in the town died. However, the reason was earlier. Because the wife was tired and hungry when she passed by the town, the little girl of the Tian family happened to be out. Miss Tian saw her miserable appearance and sent someone to bring her some food.
The daughter of the Tian family was only sixteen years old at the time. She was beautiful and kind.
Her skin was fair and tender.
The wife of the Li family couldn't forget her after seeing her that time. She envied others and hated herself secretly.
She thought about it day and night. Soon she fell ill. When she fell ill in bed, she remembered the little man her mother gave her before she died. She said that there was a great god in it. After burning the little man to help it escape, the god could do something for her.
She immediately burned the little man and promised that she could look like Miss Tian.
Who knew that the person sealed inside the villain was not a god, but a green-faced and fanged evil ghost. Once it was unsealed, it was so fierce that it frightened people.
The wife of the Li family was frightened to death on the spot.
The custom here is that the soul must be returned to the body on the seventh day before being buried.
When the soul returned, the wife of the Li family came back to life.
But she didn't recognize who she was. The lazy man of the Li family wanted to touch her and screamed, saying that she was still a girl waiting to be married, and asked him to get out. This attracted the neighbors around, and finally confirmed that she was still alive, saying that she was the youngest daughter of the Tian family in Linzhen.
Besides, the names of her parents and the scenery of Linzhen were all the same.
So the town quickly sent people to ask, and a few days ago, Miss Tian went out for an outing and fainted.
It was also on this day that she woke up.
So they gathered together to ask the officials to judge. Poor Miss Tian was very happy to see her parents and hoped that her parents would recognize her. Unexpectedly, the other "Miss Tian" who woke up also recognized her parents and family. Miss Tian knelt in front of her parents and cried bitterly. Her parents just thought that the black fat woman was blind and ugly, so they just backed away and pulled the hem of her clothes out of her hands, saying that it was unlucky and disgusting.
The officials also judged the case and let the Li couple go back and live together again.
Miss Tian cried every day and was still forced by the lazy man.
But she had a temperament that didn't get along with the lazy man since she was a child. She couldn't stand many of his things. She often missed her family and was often beaten and scolded by the lazy man. She gave birth to two daughters in a row. The conflict between the two became more and more serious. Finally, one day, the lazy man got drunk and beat Miss Tian to death.
She woke up in fear and dumped her body in the back mountain at night, saying that the woman ran away.
Because this woman had died once, and was ugly, everyone avoided her. This matter was actually exposed. The lazy man thought his wife would be eaten by wild wolves in the mountains, but Miss Tian actually woke up.
It rained, and the cool rain woke her up.
She saw her own reflection in the stream next to her. She was ugly and fat, with a face full of flesh and rough and black skin on her palms.
She couldn't help but cry softly.
But at this time, she suddenly heard laughter.
She looked up and saw a couple of immortal lovers, surrounded by servants, holding fruits and fine wine. The man was handsome and the woman was also beautiful, with fair and delicate skin, which made people feel ashamed. She lowered her head and suddenly remembered.
That was her body!
That was her face!
That was, her skin!
Miss Tian kicked him like crazy and cried. She stood up and wanted to pounce on him, to tear off the skin and cover her own face, but suddenly she swayed and fell to the ground again. Looking back, where was the ugly fat body?
It turned out that it was exposed to the wind and sun, and eaten by wild beasts.
She was left with only a pile of bones.
She lay on the ground, feeling cold and desperate.
But she saw a pair of white shoes, an umbrella, and a man in white under the umbrella.
Wei Yuan also saw it.
He stood up suddenly, wearing the black Sili school lieutenant costume, holding a broad sword in his right hand.
The man opposite was holding an umbrella and dressed in white.
Between the two of them were the cold and desperate bones.
The man held an umbrella to protect the bones from the rain, leaned over to look at the unwillingness and resentment drawn by the bones' fingers on the ground, and said: "It was originally a good deed, but it brought disaster. What a pity, are people in the world just superficial?"
The bones creaked, as if crying.
The man smiled and said: "I live in the mountains, my surname is Wang, you can call me Mr. Wang."
"Do you want revenge?"
Do you want revenge?
No doubt.
Wei Yuan sighed and closed his eyes.
.........
It was still sunny just now, and suddenly a mountain breeze blew. The couple who went out for an outing returned home. The husband worked in the government and went there for something. The wife was left alone at home. She looked at her eyebrows in the mirror, raised her hand and gently touched her skin. She felt happy because it was delicate.
The skin is really good.
She heard a light creaking sound behind the screen.
She looked over curiously.
Just one glance, and the blood in her body froze instantly.
Behind the screen, there stood a skeleton, which pounced on her. In its hand, it held a pair of worn-out scissors, which stabbed into the lady's stomach. With a click, the clothes were cut open, and the skin was also cut open. The lady died at the first stroke, without making a sound, only the sound of cutting cloth.
Click, click.
A maid outside heard the sound and knocked on the door: "Madam? Is there anything in the room?"
The bones clashed and a woman's laughter came out:
"No, I'm just cutting clothes."
"Cutting clothes?"
"Yes, it's a piece of clothing I like very much."
The skeleton made a ghostly sound, the sound of the scissors was also crisp, and the woman's humming echoed in the room.
"Cut the human skin to make a silk thread, take out the intestines to make a red rope, eat your heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys..."
"Tear your bones to cut open your abdomen, and use your human skin to make my clothes."
Finally, the bones wrapped the human skin around her body, and she was a beautiful and handsome Miss Tian, elegant and dignified Mrs. Liu. She smiled and sat in front of the bronze mirror, raising her hand to touch the delicate skin.
"Wear my old clothes and sit on my bed in the west pavilion."
"Draw eyebrows in front of the mirror, and apply yellow flowers carefully..."
The blood in the room disappeared without a trace. When her parents returned, Miss Tian saw her parents and burst into tears. Her parents were shocked. One supported her back and whispered softly, and the other supported her arm and comforted her.
The picture suddenly froze and became dark.
At some point, another person came to the tea stall and sat next to Wei Yuan. He said in a hoarse voice:
"So far, the person she killed was only the one who harmed her. What Li did also harmed others and herself. She deserved it. I noticed and tracked her here. The girl of Tian kowtowed and begged for mercy, crying and saying that she had never harmed innocent and loyal people, but was harmed by a traitor. These are all facts. Young people, I will ask you."
The Sili school lieutenant who created this illusion also left the question here.
'He' turned his head and looked at Wei Yuan, his eyes bright.
"If it were you, would you kill her or not?!!"