Huangquan Museum is open

Chapter 3
Peony is the prime minister among flowers.

In the flower world, the flower demons who can be named after flowers are the kings of flower species.The King of Flower Seeds can manage a piece of land, and above the King of Flower Seeds is the King of Ten Thousand Flowers, who is the overlord of the flower world.

As for me, the flower demon Shaoyao, I was considered a figure who called the wind and rain in the flower world a hundred years ago, but now I am reduced to today's situation.

Rumor has it that peonies and peonies are transformed by fairy medicine scattered by the flower gods. Woody peonies and herbaceous peonies are all extraordinary flower species.

Up to now, all kinds of things in the past are not worth mentioning.

As the king of peonies, my most powerful ability is to heal the spirit.Because peony can be used as medicine, so I know a thing or two about pharmacology.

It's just that people in the world don't know the price I need to pay for healing those spirits with painful pasts!
As far as I know, the Underworld Museum is the final resting place of spirits.

At this moment, Huang Quan has already entered the night!

The nine realms of hell, the ten halls of Hades, and the eighteen floors of hell are all things that people don't want to talk about.

I have seen the splendor of Huangquan in the past few days. I thought Huangquan was a lively place.However, Qingfeng told me that the night in Huangquan is very heavy.Ordinary souls will disappear under the night of Huangquan!

The quiet Huangquan Museum has an indescribable tranquility.Here, my heart has also become very peaceful.

In order to meet Cen Ye, now I can only start with the Azure Dragon Artifact Spirit.

I especially remember that day, the gate of hell, the chain bridge, the stagger that almost killed me was not caused by my carelessness.

Under the flickering candlelight, I silently looked at the cyan light ball in my hand. This is the Azure Dragon Artifact Spirit that Cen Ye has been looking for, and it is also the chief culprit that caused me to stagger.

I don't know why the Qinglong Qiling attacked me that day.As for the real reason, the faint-hearted Qinglong Qiling couldn't tell me.

The cyan light group has been beating restlessly, changing colors very dangerously.

I hold the Azure Dragon Artifact tightly. At this moment, only by appeasing the Azure Dragon Artifact can I ensure that it will not dissipate.

I frantically ignited "Xunxi", which is a good medicine for healing and the source of my life.

Whether it is a fairy, a demon, or a spirit, the disappearance of the source of life means the end of life!

"Xunxi" was about to be ignited, and my consciousness fell into chaos.

Waving away the thick fog, I saw a young man exuding a blue light all over his body.He is Qinglong, a weapon spirit, and in front of him is a sword, his weapon body.

I sighed and looked at the handsome young man, the young man suddenly opened his eyes, and the fiery red eyes made me shiver involuntarily.

"Yu Su..."

The sound of Qinglong Kongming pierced my eardrums, and before I had time to think about the sacredness of "Yusu", I had already walked in front of the boy.

I managed to pull down the boy who was suspended in the air, but the boy was still in a state of confusion and restlessness.

When my fingers touched the boy's eyebrows, a powerful force dragged me into a new world.

In Qinglong's consciousness, I clearly felt how proud he was of being a sword.

And seeing him like this now, I can only sigh.

Behind this piece of fragmented consciousness, I saw the boy's bright smile.In a blink of an eye, that bright smile collapsed in an instant, and only a boy in black, surrounded by black air, staggered slowly towards the depths of the darkness.

I hurriedly shouted: "Qinglong!"

The black-clothed boy with the sword light stopped, I walked a few steps quickly, and came to the boy's side, Qinglong's expression was blank, but I could feel his anger and unwillingness.

I slowly introduced "Xunxi" into Qinglong's body, and Qinglong finally became conscious.

He looked at me blankly, "Who are you?"

I happily replied: "I am Shaoyao!"

It turned out that Qinglong was Xiang Yu's sword.

Compared with my casual sitting posture, Qinglong sat cross-legged opposite me, looking very serious.

Although he is an ancient sword, sitting in front of me with such a youthful attitude makes me blush.

I asked straightforwardly: "That day at the gate of hell, why did you attack me?"

"The breath of the old man makes me feel very familiar..."

The boy's voice was a bit hollow, but I could feel his sadness, which is the power of "Xunxi".

"Why did you appear in Huangquan?"

Qinglong closed his eyes, and the long silence made me a little anxious. After all, sitting face to face with him was not just drinking tea and talking leisurely, it was consuming my life!

"Could it be that you want to find Xiang Yu?" I asked myself wisely and answered, "But, it is said that Xiang Yu left Huangquan more than 2000 years ago..."

"Do you want to find Liu Bang?"

"However, Liu Bang has never settled in Huangquan!"

My noisy finally took effect, Qinglong finally opened his eyes, and looked at me very intently, which made me feel a little bit at a loss.

"My time is approaching, but I still have a wish..."

I cheered up, "Maybe I can help you, why not tell me!"

"At the gate of hell, I don't want to attack you!" Qinglong's calm tone revealed a trace of vicissitudes, "You have an aura that I am familiar with!"

I looked at myself in a daze, and found that there was nothing unusual about me.

"You are Yuling Shaoyao, the king of flower seeds. I don't know why you are so embarrassed and living in Huangquan, but you are right in one sentence, that is, you can really help me!"

Qinglong's tone made me feel a little timid, and I forced an embarrassed smile to show my strength.

Qinglong sighed a long sigh, and said sadly: "Everyone knows that unscrupulous man killed himself with me. After that, I was buried in the loess, and when I opened my eyes again, I have already changed. .”

"Time is a terrible guy. All the painful and difficult memories in his memory are finally consumed by him, leaving only numbness. I thought I would always be numb like this, but fate always likes to play with me..."

Qinglong talked about the emotional part, which made me relax my vigilance a little.

"For example, I was locked in a three-foot-high glass cabinet in the museum, and I was forced to accept the prying eyes of different people every day! Later, the big brother who lived in the glass cabinet next to me - Huaifeng told me, like us The treatment of being able to lie in this kind of high-end glass cabinet is called 'sending your old age peacefully'."

I chuckled, "I didn't expect you to have such a wonderful experience, but Huaifeng is a very humorous guy!"

Qinglong smiled shyly, revealing a little youthful demeanor, "Huifeng also told me that the servants in that museum are called 'administrators'. The administrators come to clean the high-end glass cabinets we live in every day. To be honest, the museum My life is very boring, and I gradually got used to the people coming and going pointing at me."

Qinglong fell into a long memory, and then said with relief, "Fortunately, there is an old guy Huaifeng to chat with me."

"When I get out of the body to breathe, my favorite thing is to chat with Huaifeng. I have tried squatting, lying, lying down in the glass cabinet and shouting with Huaifeng who lives in the glass cabinet opposite me. Chat. These are the happiest things I have done since I crawled out of the loess!"

I listened to Qinglong's report very patiently, and quietly watched the peace in his deep eyes.It seems that the years are as peaceful as that, and you can also be happy for a lifetime.

"It's just that Huaifeng always talks to me in a superior manner, which makes me a little uncomfortable. However, considering that his body was originally Qin Shihuang's dragon robe, I don't want to care about his hot and cold treatment of me. attitude."

I asked stupidly: "Why!"

"After all, that reckless man once burned Yingzheng's Efang Palace, so I think it's understandable for Huaifeng to be bitter sometimes."

Qinglong was silent for a moment, then continued: "It's just that such a happy day didn't last long, and it fell into dire straits."

I asked curiously, "Did something bad happen after that?"

Qinglong smiled bitterly: "Not really..."

I looked at him with some headaches, he lowered his head, and said very dullly: "You know what? When every weapon spirit dies, his body will be placed in the Huangquan Museum..."

Before that, I really didn't know the purpose of the Huangquan Museum: it turned out to be a morgue for the spirits!
I smiled helplessly and shook my head slowly, obviously my answer was not important.

Qinglong didn't even look at me, and said, "But, there is no body of her in the Underworld Museum!"

Qinglong's voice made me a little timid, and that dangerous breath came over my face!

Qinglong suddenly raised his head, his red eyes made me retreat in fear.

However, it was too late...

(End of this chapter)