"Old friend?"

Tian Nujue looked at the woman in red in surprise, and after a moment of thought, she recognized the woman's identity. She found it a bit strange and asked, "When you say 'old friend,' are you referring to the owner of this museum?"

The woman in red replied, "I'm not sure. I was just drawn here by the aura."

Tian Nujue thought for a moment and then looked at the box on the woman's back, smiling gently as she said, "In that case, why don't we go inside and wait for a while? Wei Yuan should be back soon."

As she was about to leave the flower shop, she glanced down and saw herself wearing a light-colored long skirt. As the skirt swayed, it revealed a pair of light yellow, furry slippers with exaggerated cute patterns that looked like the paws of a certain feline. She hesitated for a moment.

The girl looked up, her face adorned with Wei Yuan's usual soft and elegant smile, showing no flaws. She said, "Please wait a moment."

The woman in red nodded.

Tian Nujue closed the door directly, and the sound of the wind chimes echoed ethereally. She took a deep breath and changed her home slippers to a pair of white canvas shoes before leaving. She said, "Sorry for the wait," and walked across to the front of the museum, holding a pot of white flowers.

It seemed as if she had just gone to pick flowers and then knocked on the door.

With a creak, the Water Ghost opened the door decisively.

The woman in red saw the interior decoration of the museum and noticed several ghostly objects, but she herself was not human, and even differed from most other demons, so she paid no attention. She was being tossed around by these young ghostly creatures, and the Spirit King Qingtong Jue, who was originally thought to be Wei Yuan, was surprised to see two women instead.

The Spirit King Qingtong Jue's spiritual energy stagnated, and he suddenly felt that both of these people looked familiar.

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Because the Water Ghost had previously been 'appointed by the Water God,' his deathly appearance was not so terrifying, and he could briefly transform into a normal person. He coughed twice and politely said, "What kind of tea would you like, we have black tea, green tea, oolong tea, jasmine tea, and dragon well tea..."

Tian Nujue was surprised, then smiled and said, "Green tea, please."

The woman in red said, "Black tea."

"Alright."

The Water Ghost nodded decisively.

After a while, two 500ml bottles of drinks were placed on the table. The Water Ghost elegantly introduced, "Your green tea, your black tea, please enjoy."

The Spirit King Qingtong Jue felt like he was about to burst with anger on the spot.

As the Water Ghost approached, he couldn't help but remind him, "Don't you think you've forgotten something?" The Water Ghost was taken aback, then suddenly realized, and took two disposable paper cups, poured the tea into the cups, and then bowed like a steward in the mist:

"Please enjoy, ladies."

The Spirit King Qingtong Jue: "............"

The Spirit King Qingtong Jue, who was definitely considered an old man in the antique world, couldn't help himself.

"This guy's brain must have been soaked in water."

Qi Jiajun, the soul of the army, squatted nearby, chewing on something, and said in surprise, "How do you know?"

He said seriously, "This guy is a water ghost, soaked in water everywhere."

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

Tian Nujue helplessly smiled and said, "Bring the tea set, I'll make the tea."

Although the art of tea was born in a later era, she was always quick to learn such things. Her movements were graceful as she gently pushed a cup of clear tea over and said, "I've heard of your name for a long time, Yu Ji."

"Are you here to find Yuan?"

Yu Ji was not curious about the fact that the person in front of her could see her identity. In fact, Jue's aura was easier to recognize than hers, coming from the long, clear wind of Kun Lun. She placed the box in her hand on the table and lightly touched the wooden box with her fingers, saying, "If he is the one who caused this weapon to react, then it should be him."

"I have been walking in the mortal world for many years, and I haven't seen any changes in it for a long time. I think this person Yuan, in your words, should be the reincarnation of my old friend, who has come back to this world. I came here to see this old friend, and also..."

"Also, I hope to see if I can find the reason and possibility of reincarnation from him."

Tian Nujue pondered for a moment. "Old friend?"

Yu Ji did not hide it and said, "He should be an enemy, but after two thousand years, even the greatest hatred has been diluted. If he is still alive, he should not hold a grudge..."

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

After experiencing a collapse of inner cognition.

Wei Yuan finally delivered the 'good wine' and the mechanism requested by Wu Zhiqi, and then informed Ta that although it required electricity, it also needed voltage, which had to be stable. It seemed to be a kind of thunder method, mainly for killing, and was not stable enough.

He didn't know how much the monkey had taken in.

Wei Yuan couldn't help but feel a little headache. He opened his phone and saw a few messages sent by Tian Nujue, knowing that the girl had awakened from her recovery sleep. At this moment, Wei Yuan's mood finally improved slightly. After getting off the train in Quanshi Luoshui, he hurried to the museum.

In the meantime, Tian Nujue also sent a few messages, saying that there were visitors coming to visit.

Then there was news that Yu Ji was following the aura to find him, as if he was once an old acquaintance of Yu Ji, or even more certain, an enemy. When Wei Yuan saw this, his thoughts were slightly frozen. In the past, he would have laughed it off and not cared, thinking that there was a problem on Yu Ji's side.

He would even judge that it was because of the battle with the king in the Moon Dew Illusion Realm.

But after experiencing the resurrection of the true spirit, especially this trip to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Wei Yuan began to doubt himself. Nujue refused to say how powerful the Undying Flower of Kun Lun was, but it was obviously more than once. Since it existed at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, it seemed not impossible for a true spirit to be reincarnated at the end of the Qin Dynasty.

Could it be that not only did he survive in that era, but also fought against the king?

Wei Yuan thought of the memory of being ravaged by the king in the illusion, and an inexplicable thought came to his mind.

Enemy?

In history, those who fought against the king would have directly reincarnated...

But why did Yu Ji bring the king's spear? Just as Wei Yuan was pondering, a message from Jue quietly came, indicating that Yu Ji felt that the past had passed a thousand years, and even if he was an enemy, he was already an old friend, and there was no hatred worth remembering for two thousand years.

Wei Yuan finally calmed down a bit, and after a little thought, since she had already come to the door, it was inevitable.

Moreover, even if he was the enemy of the king, it was not possible that he was the one who caused the king's failure and decline.

Since Jue did not feel any hostility from Yu Ji, she should be trustworthy. Besides, Wei Yuan was somewhat curious about what he had experienced in the past. The enemy of the king, an inexplicable thought came to his mind: how many shots could he withstand back then? One shot, or two shots?

He closed his phone, looked at the museum gate, pondered for a moment, and then pushed the door open and walked in.

With a creak, the museum door opened.

He saw Jue, wearing a light-colored long dress, with a gentle and peaceful expression.

He also saw Yu Ji, wearing a red dress, blooming like a peony flower.

Yu Ji looked at Wei Yuan, but seemed somewhat regretful and surprised, because she did not feel any familiarity with the person in front of her. This seemed to indicate that she had come to the wrong place this time. At that moment, the box containing the ancient weapon suddenly emitted a violent whistle.

Then the box was torn open by a fierce aura, and the tip of the king's spear pierced directly towards Wei Yuan.

The extreme killing intent did not come from a person, but from the spiritual weapon. Wei Yuan subconsciously took a step back, and the sword box behind him turned to block the blow. The sword box shattered with a loud noise, and the Han sword was inserted into the ground, while Zhang Daoling's sword was suspended in mid-air, with splinters flying and the weapons whistling fiercely.

Wei Yuan grabbed the sword and slashed down, intercepting the remaining tip of the king's spear.

The tip of the spear vibrated violently.

This was the killing intent directly from the weapon. Then, two fair fingers pressed down on the tip of the spear.

After being abandoned by its master for more than two thousand years, the king's spear was directly suppressed by Tian Nujue.

Even so, it was still struggling violently.

Then, a very subtle aura surged into Wei Yuan's forehead from the tip of the spear, causing a very brief scene to flash before his eyes. It was different from the initial memory and the feelings contained in the Nine Section Staff, without inheritance or tempering. It was almost like recalling a forgotten past.

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The sky was dyed red by the murderous aura of the military, just like the Xianyang that was burned by flames four years ago.

In an old farmer's house.

The man gave all his money to this family, asking them to leave quickly, and then put on simple clothes, waiting silently. After a few days, a great battle broke out not too far from here, and soon the sound of horse hooves approached.

It was the Jiangdong descendants of that overlord, but there were only a hundred riders left.

Although the number was small, they were definitely the best warriors in the world.

Someone rode over and asked, "Old farmer, do you know where the main road leads?"

The man raised his hand in silence and pointed to the left.

The hundred riders quickly left, as this place was rugged and off the main road, not suitable for cavalry.

They had to reach the main road as soon as possible to speed up.However, they did not know that the direction the farmer pointed to was a large swamp, which eventually led to being caught up by the Han army. The man silently took off his hat and, after the king was killed, he obtained the king's spear. He broke the king's spear in the place where the First Emperor had once cut down the mountain and threw it on the ground.

Facing Xianyang City, he placed his right hand on his chest and took out a jade dragon pendant, bowing his head and saying, "Your Majesty, the tyrant of Xianyang has died..."

"You... may rest in peace, Shen Zhou, remains unbroken."

Then, he threw the jade dragon pendant into the Huai River.

The scene suddenly stopped, and the spearhead of the king's spear became even more furious, almost piercing the person in front of it. Wei Yuan subconsciously looked at the jade dragon pendant on the wooden cabinet and, for some reason, instinctively felt something strange... as if it was too coincidental.

First the jade dragon pendant, then the king's spear, all revolving around that era...

It can even be said that there is the concept of the "elixir of immortality."

Then, feeling the hostility emanating from the king's spear, the anger and hostility of the spiritual weapon itself, his thoughts returned to reality. Yu Ji was also puzzled, finding it difficult to control the spearhead of the king's spear, and looked at Wei Yuan with a furrowed brow, apologizing in a soft tone, "It... hasn't reacted like this in a long time."

Wei Yuan withdrew his gaze from the jade dragon pendant and replied, "I don't know what to say to you."

"Maybe the spearhead of the king's spear is broken?"

Wei Yuan remained composed, gestured to the broken king's spear, and said with his hands slightly spread, "After all, I am just a 24-year-old modern man."

The king's spear let out an angry roar.

PS: This is a side story, extremely side story, lying corpse... It was not easy to follow up on the previous king's spear. What was I doing in the past!

Thanks to DylanWu for the reward, thank you~

Xiang Yu went to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, lost his way, and asked a farmer. The farmer replied, "Left." Left, he fell into a great swamp. Therefore, the Han army caught up with him - "Records of the Grand Historian"

Source of "Demon-Sealing Museum": [Original Chinese text]