Chapter 1024

"I hate it, I hate it! Hate the injustice of heaven and the injustice of earth! Hate the injustice of the world

In the picture, in addition to the numb soldiers and the flashing thunder, there is a sound mixed with the thunder.

It was Wang Wu.

If you look carefully, you will find that the sound does not appear out of thin air, but is parasitic in a dark fog. The black fog hovers over the Palace Museum, like a spirit bound by the terrain, which can never break away from the scope of the Palace Museum.

Click!

After a long time of lightning, the six pillar archway in the square in front of the museum was struck by lightning. A cloud of scorched black spread over it and disappeared quickly.

The six pillar archway is a hole in Chinese geomancy, similar to Huabiao.

In addition to the meaning of commendation, example and respect, the ancient Chinese watch was also used to guide the suppression. It is engraved with cloud board, crouching beast, flat dragon and flying phoenix. The weather is solemn. No matter who passes through Huabiao, civil servants and military generals are required to get off the sedan chair. They are not allowed to make noise, enter without permission or be rude. We can see the status of Huabiao.

The six pillar archway of the wanwan Palace Museum plays the same role.

After being struck by thunder and lightning, the six pillar archway has a strong adsorption force, which instantly produces a powerful force, leading the dark fog with strong resentment to move above the six pillar archway.

"No! No The black fog wavered and screamed in horror.

But nothing can be done.

In the end, the black fog was inhaled by the six pillar archway, and turned into a cloud invisible to the naked eye, flowing on the cloud beast pattern of the six pillar archway.

The picture speed up the flow, came to the modern.

The resentment in the six column archway always exists. If the geomancy master who built the museum saw it, he would be surprised at the tenacious spirit of this group. After being suppressed by the six pillar archway for such a long time, it still keeps most of its shape and has not been worn away.

And every Thunderstorm Day, some people will hear the sound of ghosts coming from the rain, and even some people will say they have seen the terrible scene and faint.

The museum quickly blocked the news. If this kind of news were spread, it would be bad for the museum's reputation. Moreover, most of the supernatural events occur on Thunderstorm nights. At this time, the museum has been closed. In the future, as long as the stay time of tourists is strictly limited, nothing will happen again.

It turns out that the museum has done it right. For a long time, no one has seen the ghost again.

Until today, Wang Yong stayed in the hospital, not only heard the voice of resentment, but also was eroded into the body, life and death do not know.

"I hate it, I hate it!" A voice fluctuated in Wang Yong's body, like an owl.

"I'm invincible! Kill

"Beast! I want you to die

"Lan'er, I'm sorry! Dad shouldn't have made you join the army! It's dad who hurt you

……

The voice echoed repeatedly, Wang Yong's body was cold, and under the pouring of heavy rain, he almost became a human flesh popsicle.

On the top of Wang Yong's face door, a group of blue and black breath lingered, which made Wang Yong's whole face dizzy and dyed into Bao Gong.

"Lan'er, when I take this man's house, I'll take revenge for you! Kill the whole family

A strong sense of resentment is sent out, like a demon who has been suppressed for thousands of years. When he was born, he was full of resentment.

It seems that this kind of monstrous hatred has supported this group of boxing for so long.

Under the command of hate, this group of Cannian wanted to take away Wang Yong and take revenge on Wang Yong's body.

And the so-called take away is not the myth story, the soul into the body, immediately become another person, live for decades no problem. In fact, Wang Yong will only become a zombie. Relying on resentment, Wang Yong finds the descendant of that officer and kills his family. After that, Wang Yong's resentment dissipates and officially dies.

The green and black breath ran back and forth in Wang Yong's face, and he was about to take full control of Wang Yong's body.

At this time, Wang Yong, who had already lost his divine sense, suddenly opened his mouth and said, "you want to take away my body and do something bad! No way

A gentleman cherishes feathers, especially fame after death. Wang Yong faced with the possible damage to his reputation, but his heart also burst out a strong obsession.

How could he be so willing to be destroyed by a group of fists?

Once Wang Yong really becomes a puppet to kill people, all the efforts Wang Yong made before will be in vain immediately! Everything Wang Yong preached has become a joke! In that case, what does Wang Yong have to face his grandfather? What's the face of the ancestors who are also working hard for the Chinese culture to go to the world?

Dong Dong, Dong Dong, Dong Dong!

Wang Yong's heart, which was close to stopping beating, suddenly sounded like a drum. The sound was stronger than the sound, just like the rolling thunder in the sky.

In Wang Yong's Dantian, a cloud of green air gradually rose, showing the appearance of the cauldron.

It's just the idea of baking oven in Wang Yong's Dantian before!

As soon as the Zaohua oven appeared, it was accompanied by Wang Yong's heart beating power. Ripples generally spread the green gas out of the oven.

Qingqi spreads rapidly along Wang Yong's meridians and spreads all over his body.

And black Cannian encounters Qingqi, just like a mouse who meets a cat, he turns around and runs, trying to return to Wang yongzhihai.

However, Qingqi is extremely fast, and with a strong power of absorption, it is like a dragon rolling out of the ground, sweeping the memory in an instant and pulling it into Qingmeng's cauldron.

Hula!

A mass of blood gas rises from the bottom of the cauldron and turns into a flame. The sound of Zila from the cauldron is actually refining that group of ideas.

Can Nian is crazy and wants to get out of the oven.

But no matter how it impacts, it can't break the shackles of the oven. In the dense green flame, it gradually condenses into a fist size pure fist meaning.

Bang!

The fist size of the fist meaning burst, such as meteors scattered, into the four limbs of Wang Yong.

Hua La, the rain is still, Wang Yong lying in a pool of water, motionless.

I don't know how long later, a man with a flashlight came over and was surprised to see Wang Yong's body. He quickly lifted Wang Yong up and yelled, "Teacher Wang! Miss Wang! What's the matter with you? "

Wang Yong slowly opened his eyes. What came into his eyes was not the terrible face in the dream, but the guard of the museum.

"I'm... OK. It's just a fall. " Wang Yong has a weak way.

The guard didn't say anything, but helped Wang Yong to the guard room. After drinking two glasses of hot water in a row, Wang Yong regained some of his anger.

"Miss Wang, have something to eat." The guard soaked a bag of hot noodles and handed it to Wang Yong.

Wang Yong thanks the guard and sits at the window to eat. While eating, while looking at the rain outside the window, just the experience can't help floating on my mind again.

"That was not a dream just now. There was no such real dream."

"The ghost theory is not believable. The truth should be that Wang Wu's boxing intention after his death has been preserved by special celestial phenomena and terrain. And I released my own fist intention, which immediately aroused Wang Wu's fist intention, leading to Wang Wu's fist intention to find a path, and eroded into my body along with my fist intention. This can just explain why some people can hear ghosts, but no one has ever been possessed by ghosts. Ordinary people don't have the intention of Boxing at all

"After Wang Wu's fist intention intruded into my body, in the process of entanglement with my consciousness, I inadvertently got a glimpse of Wang Wu's life memory. This is the origin of the images in the dream. In fact, Wang Wu is also a poor man. He can't even protect his daughter after learning martial arts all his life. No one will be greatly stimulated. It's just that his behavior is too extreme. Killing that officer is not enough. He killed so many innocent soldiers. Until today, I still want to kill the whole family of officers again... Fortunately, I wake up at the critical moment, otherwise a tragedy will really happen. "

"In my dream, I seem to have seen the picture of Wang Wu writing a book, which is" Da Dao Bai Suo Ge ". It turns out that the letter was written by him. It's really a genius. If it doesn't happen, I'm afraid he should have touched the threshold of DanJin? "

Wang Yong's eyes twinkled, and his face was filled with a feeling of Indescribability.

Between a few thoughts, Wang Yong had already speculated the truth of the matter.

Wang Yong has no doubt about the fact that his boxing can be separated from the human body. Just like the miraculous events in the Forbidden City, as long as the conditions are met, nature will always create miracles that amaze human beings.

Soon, a bowl of noodles was eaten up by Wang Yong, a little operation of Qi and blood, the whole body cold. Wang Yong thanks the guard again, asks for an umbrella from the guard and leaves the museum.

On the way back to the hotel, Wang Yong was still immersed in Wang Wu's affairs, and it was hard to get away.

No matter who experiences a life journey in this way, it will not be without waves.

"Alas Wang Yong sighed and shook his head.

At the same time, Wang Yong's heart suddenly gave birth to a warning sign, as if there was some danger approaching.

Don't think much about it. Wang Yong's legs work hard and jumps out for several meters.

As soon as he landed and stood firm, he saw an electric light passing under the tree where Wang Yong had just stood. The winding cable spread from the sky to the crown of the tree, and instantly knocked the tree to the ground.

"This... This..." Wang Yong was stunned and had no expression for a long time.

It's not surprising at the power of thunder and lightning. This kind of landing thunder is very common in thunderstorm days. Trees, power poles and iron towers are all forbidden areas. You can hide as far as you can.

To Wang Yong's surprise, a second before the lightning flashed, Wang Yong had predicted that lightning would chop the tree!

"Is this the cicada's premonition before the autumn wind moves? However, not to mention that this kind of ability can be possessed only by the utmost sincerity of the soul, I can't reach the required realm of strength! How could I have it? It's a coincidence. It's not like that. Because just now I really felt a strong warning... "Wang Yong thought suspiciously.

"I've been busy with my work these days, so I don't have time to practice. It can't be my accumulation. Just like the superpowers in the movie, the sudden awakening is too mysterious. Then, there is only one possibility left -- "

"Wang Wu's fist carries the ability of cicada's foresight before the autumn wind moves! I stole Wang Wu's power

Wang Yong recalled the dream picture he had seen. When Wang Wu was fighting in the museum, neither of the two snipers had locked Wang Wu once. This is the typical autumn wind did not move cicada foresight.

It seems logical that Wang Wu's boxing after his death contains this ability.

"Is that a blessing in disguise? It's just that this kind of good fortune is almost killed. I'd better come a few times less! " Wang Yong shakes his head and smiles. He doesn't think about it any more and speeds up to the hotel.