Huangquan Museum is open

Chapter 1 Prologue. Everything is Destiny

The way of heaven is reincarnation, who will the heaven spare.Everything is fate, I can't help it at all!

As a dedicated manager of Shenmu, I have worked conscientiously for nearly 100 years, and I was about to retire with honor in one day, but I accidentally ran into a catastrophe.

I especially remember that this morning, when the golden rooster crowed, I woke up from the sacred tree. When I saw the tree full of flowers, I felt the so-called "despair of a bolt from the blue"!
And my ghostly crying and wolf howling only alarmed the host of the temple, Master Wangyou.

Master Wangyou, the abbot of the temple, looked at me indifferently, crying and kneeling on the steps of the temple, beating his chest and beating his feet.

In the empty temple, apart from Wangyou, only me, who was screaming hoarsely, was left.And the chief culprit who caused me to commit a catastrophe—the demon monk Wuxin, has long since disappeared.

And the reason why I am so desperate is that the sacred tree has blossomed!

And the reason why the Shenmu bloomed was because I overslept and missed the time to light the incense!
The reason why I overslept was the "immortal drunk" that I accidentally tricked me into drinking last night!
I am soberly aware that without the continuous stream of incense from the world, the gods in the god world will not let me go!

I especially remember that 100 years ago, when I first started working, Wangyou had such an indifferent expression. He said indifferently to me who was cautious: "Shenmu can make the temple exist in the market like an ordinary temple, and as a sacred tree Manager, your task is to light the incense sticks every day at the ugly hour to prevent the sacred tree from blooming."

The flowering period of the sacred tree is very long. Once the sacred tree enters the flowering period, the temple will disappear from the world.The path from the god world to the human world will also disappear!
Looking at the trees and flowers, Wangyou sighed softly, "Go to Huangquan..."

I stopped crying and howling in an instant, and stared at Wangyou dumbfounded.

I never expected that the management of Shenmu turned out to be a high-risk occupation, and if I was not careful, I would die!
Think about my hundred years of being the guardian of the sacred tree from morning to night, rain or shine, no credit but hard work!How could the cost of making a mistake be to lose your life!
I gritted my teeth unwillingly, and slapped the steps fiercely, the blood rushed to my head...

Wangyou looked at me aggressively standing up from the steps, and before giving me a chance to express my generous speech, she said to me impatiently: "Shaoyao, pack up your things quickly, go to the Huangquan Museum to find the curator Cen Ye, his 'one stick of incense' can end the flowering period of Shenmu early!"

The joy falling from the sky made me cry with joy, and a breath of depression drifted away from my chest.

I thanked Wangyou with tears of gratitude, ran out of the temple, and set foot on Huangquan Road...

According to legend, Huangquan Road from the world to the underworld is very lively and prosperous, with hotels, restaurants, teahouses and bookstores lined up one after another.

After leaving the temple, I walked for seven days, and finally came to the gate of hell.

At this time, the moon was setting in the sky, and the high cliff canyon shrouded in white mist was the entrance of the ghost gate.

I stood with my hips akimbo at the entrance of the ghost gate, watching the two peaks confronting each other in the distance, and I felt a little timid.

An iron chain with a cold light spread to nowhere at the end of the white mist.

"Little peony!"

A pleasant male voice came from the white mist. I couldn't be more familiar with this voice!
I clenched my fists angrily, and shouted angrily: "Wuxin! You are heartless! Don't play tricks anymore! Get out!"

Not long after, the iron chain in front of my eyes shook, and a thin monk walked out of the white mist.

The young monk has a handsome appearance, a thin but tall figure, a pale face, but a pair of black and white eyes, which are very clear eyes, the only abrupt thing is that there is a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth!

I looked at Wuxin with dissatisfaction, and asked very calmly: "Monk! Why are you plotting against me!"

Wuxin smiled slightly, revealing a hint of malice, "Shaoyao! You have wronged me! I planned to give you a pot of good wine to celebrate your return to your hometown! Who would have thought that you would be a Those who are greedy for drinking will delay the business..."

I angrily threw the package on my shoulders on the ground, and shouted: "Bah! You are the only one who wants to live for the rest of your life. I left the temple at a young age, and that is to wander the world!"

"Hey..." Wu Xin let out a long sigh, "After the previous Shenmu managers left, they would drink tea and play chess in the valleys of the world. If you want to wander the world, I'm afraid you can only daydream!"

"Why are you here?" I was too lazy to talk to him, so I asked straightforwardly: "You are not chanting scriptures in the temple, what are you doing in Huangquan?"

Wu Xin smiled lightly and said: "Everyone says that peony is the prime minister among flowers, graceful and majestic. But look at yourself, for a hundred years, you have actually done some things like a villain's heart and a gentleman's belly."

I couldn't help but rolled my eyes, thinking: We make flowers, we always look at the atmosphere.

Wuxin saw that I ignored him, turned around with a smile, and walked slowly towards the depths of the white mist, "The sacred tree bloomed, and the temple disappeared in the world. Naturally, I don't need to stay in the temple to chant sutras for people. You and I have been together for a hundred years, and we can't come here But you were harmed by my kindness, I will send you to hell!"

I looked at Wuxin's back in disbelief, and stepped on the iron rope unsteadily.

After finally walking to Wu Xin's side, he asked worriedly, "Monk, are you so kind?"

Wuxin ignored me, I was in a state of confusion for a moment, and suddenly staggered, just when I thought I was going to fall into the abyss, Wuxin caught me in time.

"Concentrate!" Wu Xin changed her usual joking expression, "The hell is closed, ten people go and nine will not return it. If I hadn't cared about the friendship between you and me, I wouldn't have waited for you here for a few days!"

I smiled resentfully, not daring to say more.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, the radiance was shining brightly, changing the gloomy appearance of Hell's Gate.

I was stunned, and said in a low voice unintentionally: "The road to Huangquan is here..."

(End of this chapter)