Huangquan Museum is open

Chapter 17 Nightmare

Back at the Huangquan Museum, Guanshi Huang looked at me with a smile, "Shaoyao, I don't think you look very well?"

I smiled at Guanshi Huang, thinking of the bronze mirror in my sleeve, and then thinking of the scene where Peony in Wanhualou grabbed my hand and stuffed the bronze mirror to me, I couldn't help but slapped him. shiver.

Qingfeng happily said to Guanshi Huang, "Grandpa Dragon King, Sister Shaoyao won a big prize today."

"Oh? Isn't that a happy event. Why does it look like an eggplant beaten by frost?" Guanshi Huang blew out a big smoke ring, then put down his bong. My body was completely drilled out of the gold counter, and he had already taken the bronze mirror from me without my noticing.

I looked at Guanshi Huang's proficient skills in amazement, and couldn't help feeling that this old snake's treasure-hunting skills were really amazing.

After flipping the bronze mirror over and over again in Huang Guanshi's hands, Huang Guanshi casually threw it into my hand, and said rather casually: "The bronze mirror is plain, hehe, it's quite old, and it's not a bad thing to store it up." .”

After another rustle, Guanshi Huang had returned to the gold counter, and continued to puff away the smoke with his bong.

"It is said that this belongs to the queen of Shang Wang Wuding." Qingfeng walked up the steps on the right side of the gold counter, leaned on the gold counter, looked at Guanshi Huang, and asked, "Grandpa Dragon King, do you know which queen this is?" something?"

Guanshi Huang narrowed his shrewd eyes, glanced at the curious expression on my face, and blew out a big smoke ring, saying: "Wuding, king of Shang, has many wives and concubines, but there are only three queens. The first The queen is named Fuju, who is good at farming and diligent in internal affairs; the second queen is named Fukui, but she is a little weak and has no reputation; the third queen is a good wife, and she loves 'armed' more than 'red makeup'."

I tilted my head and thought about it, women who are good at farming should not care about beauty, and women who like to fight should not care about dressing, so the bronze mirror in my hand is likely to belong to a sick woman.

Qingfeng coincides with my thoughts.

Guanshi Huang probably felt that Qingfeng and I were not very smart, so he stopped teasing us and said bluntly, "This is a woman's favorite thing."

When I saw Guanshi Huang closing his eyes and pretending to take a nap, I knew he was not in the mood to continue chatting with us.

After separating from Qingfeng, I returned to my room.Holding the bronze mirror I got from Wanhualou, I thought about it left and right and felt that the bronze mirror was not a good thing.

After much deliberation, my head hurt from thinking about it, so I casually threw the bronze mirror under the bed and slept comfortably on my big head.

During the drowsiness, I vaguely felt that my body was getting heavier and heavier, I couldn't move, and my breathing was suppressed. I just realized that I seemed to be in a nightmare.

I struggled, trying to open my eyes and break out of the nightmare.

But, after all, I underestimated this dream. Amid the drowsiness, it seemed that a sharp claw was pulling me down hard, and my consciousness became more and more blurred.

"Plain noodles..."

A hoarse voice came to my ears, I opened my eyes wearily, and what I saw was yellow sand all over the ground, fighting on the battlefield, soldiers meeting each other, mourning everywhere, and the setting sun stained with blood.

I watched the beacon fire in the distance soaring into the sky, the smoke filled the air, and the pungent blood made me nauseous again and again.

I struggled to get up from the ground, and stood on the strange land, looking at the corpses everywhere, I couldn't help feeling flustered.

"Where is this? Where is this?"

I was panicked and frightened, and apart from screaming helplessly, I had no more strength to resist the fear.I tried to calm myself down when I realized that shouting wasn't going to help.

Thinking about it carefully, I have never provoked unclean things, and now I am trapped in a nightmare. The only doubt is the bronze mirror I got from Wanhualou!
I sat calmly on the loess, and whispered in a low voice: "Su noodles, plain noodles..."

While muttering, I couldn't help gnashing my teeth, this Huangquan really doesn't let me live a peaceful life.Thinking about everything about coming to Wanhualou, I was tricked by Peony, the steward of Wanhualou.

But I don't seem to have any enmity with Peony.

Steward Smelly Huang must have discovered the anomaly in the bronze mirror, but he didn't even remind me to pay attention.

Trapped in a nightmare, for now, I can only find a way to break out first.If I can't get out by myself, I can only hope for Qingfeng or Guanshi Huang. If they can find out the abnormality in my room earlier, external forces can naturally help me out of trouble.

I gritted my teeth and slapped myself several times, but I couldn't feel any pain.

Just when I was jumping up and down and tossing myself, suddenly the yellow sand was flying and the wind was blowing. I was swayed by the strong wind. Just when I gave up resistance and resigned myself to fate, the wind stopped.

I opened my eyes hesitantly, only to find that I was already in a farmland, above the ridge, the grass was luxuriant, and the sky was high and crisp.

I controlled the corners of my mouth that kept twitching, and hid my speechless emotions. I still have to sigh, this nightmare is too jumpy!One second I was eating yellow sand on the battlefield, and the next second I was smelling grass in the farmland.

Regardless of whether I get a response or not, I still can't help but complain, "What the hell are you trying to do?"

Just as I was sitting on the green grass and counting ants boredly, two big living people finally came towards me.

I rushed forward excitedly, but these two beautiful women walked past me without paying attention.

I couldn't help but sigh: Yes, I am in a dream!Who will care about me!

I silently followed behind the two women, trying to hear what they were talking about.

One of the women in red said, "Honey, I've been working in the fields these days, and I've heard that you fought Gui Fang and returned with a big victory! I haven't had time to congratulate you yet."

The woman in the yellow shirt standing next to the woman in red smiled slightly, and said loudly: "The queen is absurd."

I suddenly realized that the voice of the woman in the yellow shirt was very familiar. After careful identification, I was sure that her voice was the voice calling Su Mian on the battlefield, and it was the first voice I heard when I entered the nightmare.

I looked at Fuhao in surprise, and thought: Did she die on the battlefield?

The woman in red looked at Fuhao tenderly, "This time you fought against Guifang, you have made outstanding achievements, and now you are deeply trusted by the king and loved by the subjects. In the heart of the king, no one can match your weight."

I followed behind the two women and probably guessed their identities. The woman in red was probably the first wife of King Wuding of Shang, and the woman in yellow was the third concubine of King Wuding of Shang.

I observed the woman carefully, only to find that this gentle and easy-going woman seemed to have been ill for a long time, probably dying soon.

Fuhao held her hand tightly, "The queen is really good at joking, she is clearly in the king's heart, the queen's status is outstanding. I often go out to fight, and things in the fief are complicated. If I have half the wisdom of the queen, I won't have such a headache!"

The woman comforted and said, "Is my sister in trouble?"

Fuhao hesitated for a moment, then said: "The queen knows that a group of fugitive slaves have fled to the well..."

(End of this chapter)