Huangquan Museum is open

Chapter 6 There's a Trap

"He has fallen into a deep sleep." Cen Ye said to me calmly: "This is the net pool of the Underworld Museum, where spiritual things can be maintained."

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the Azure Dragon Artifact Spirit can rest and recuperate in the clean pool.

I asked casually, "When will the Qinglong Qiling wake up?"

Cen Ye stood up, walked forward, and said to me: "His injury cannot be healed, it's just holding his last breath!"

Wuxin came to my side: "This Azure Dragon Artifact Spirit is really tough, with this serious injury, he can still toss in Huangquan!"

I folded my hands in front of my chest and sighed helplessly. Why do these two people always answer questions that don't matter.I was too lazy to continue to ask, I pursed my lips and looked straight at Cen Ye.

Cen Ye seemed to be aware of my displeasure, "Three days later."

I curled my lips and shrugged my shoulders restrainedly, expressing my disdain.

Cen Ye didn't pay attention to my rude behavior at all.

Soon, I followed Cen Ye out of the net pool of the Underworld Museum.

At this time, the sky has slowly glowed a few red clouds, and it is almost dawn...

Now, I am in the Huangquan Museum. Although Qinglong's matter is more urgent, I am just a cleaner after all.

Therefore, I consciously think that the difficulty level of the Qinglong Qiling should not be handled by me.

At this moment, Cen Ye is in front of me, and the most urgent thing is to obtain "a stick of incense" as soon as possible to relieve the flowering of the Shenmu.

Taking advantage of Wuxin being by my side right now, even if I get into a fight with Cen Ye at that time, at least there will be a helper.

After thinking about it carefully, I feel that "a stick of incense" should be in my hands right now!

I hurried forward a few steps, very shyly stretched out my hand to block Cen Ye's way.

Cen Ye looked at me with slightly raised eyebrows, and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

I showed a flattering smile, thinking that I was charming, "Master, do you know if there is still a stick of incense in the Underworld Museum?"

Cen Ye smiled slightly, and stretched out five fingers gently. I thought he was trying to tell me that there were still five sticks of "one stick of incense", but I didn't expect that the five fingers he stretched out were just trying to push me away and stop me. The arm of his way!

Before the look of surprise spread to the corners of my eyes, I heard Cen Ye's very ruthless answer: "No!"

Maybe I have suffered more blows recently, and I no longer have the strength to cry like ghosts and howl like wolves.He could only stand on the spot very dejected, with a pained appearance that his life was not long.

Wuxin looked at my drooping head, laughed arrogantly twice, and then patted my shoulder, "Seeing how pitiful you are, let me tell you a secret..."

I don't even bother to move, let alone give Wu Xin a supercilious look at this moment, if you can believe his words to three points, you will be the best!
Wuxin has never been a person who says "I'm not in the mood to talk to him, so he doesn't tease me". He put his arm around my shoulders, and while pushing me forward, he said to me, "Actually' Yizhuxiang' is very simple to make..."

Based on my understanding of Wuxin, he deliberately paused at this moment just to hang me!

I have already made up my mind, unless I accidentally hold "Yizhuxiang" in front of me, otherwise I will never give him a good face.

Wuxin didn't care about my indifferent attitude at all, and continued: "'A stick of incense' is actually made of Cen Ye's hair!"

I regained my energy immediately, and considering that Wuxin had repeatedly harmed me, I carefully bent my straight spine that couldn't help shaking just now, and continued to look like I had no love for life.

Wuxin chuckled, "However, Cen Ye seems to cherish his hair very much..."

I couldn't help but slander: Saying it is the same as not saying it.

"However, I know that Cen Ye has a problem on his mind. If you can help him solve this problem, let alone a lock of hair, even if you want him to become bald, he will probably be willing."

I tilted my head sideways and looked at Wu Xin, and said word by word: "If you fart, let it go!"

Wuxin smiled charmingly, revealing two big white teeth, "Cen Ye has a jade flute, which is exquisite and exquisite, but it has been asleep for a thousand years..."

I pushed away Wuxin's arm on the mountain on my shoulder, hurriedly caught up with Cen Ye, and said to Cen Ye very doglike: "Master, I can heal my spirit!"

Cen Ye's eyes were gentle, "I know, so I asked Wuxin to help me invite you to come to Huangquan as a guest! It is said that you are very satisfied with the 'Immortal Drunk' I gave..."

Although I was already staring at Cen Ye dumbfounded, I still followed Cen Ye in an orderly manner.

I thought about it carefully, and suddenly felt that I had been calculated!

My current miserable situation is entirely due to the conspiracy of Cen Ye and Wuxin to plot against me!

"You and Wuxin plotted against me together!" I angrily grabbed Cen Ye's sleeve and glared at him angrily.

Cen Ye looked innocent, "How do you say that?"

I wished I could punch Cen Ye a few times. It was because reason overcame emotion that I controlled my clenched fists. I said aggrievedly: "It's the bottle of 'Immortal Drunk' that Wu Xin gave me, which made me miss it." The sacred tree blooms only when the 'Spiritual Incense' is ignited!"

Cen Ye stopped moving forward, and looked at me with a sense of inexplicability, "You didn't take your work seriously, and now you made a mistake, but you want to blame it on my good intentions?"

I was speechless for a moment, I was really dumb eating Coptis chinensis, I couldn't tell what I was suffering!
According to Cen Ye, the blooming of the Shenmu was indeed caused by my carelessness, but I simply don't believe that he and Wuxin had no collusion!
Seeing that if I continue to be sloppy, I am afraid that I will be called Pengci. Thinking about how long I have lived, Shaoyao really can't let go of my old face.

I rubbed my aggrieved face, and showed a flattering smile unrelentingly, "Is there anything the owner can use for the little one?"

"There is indeed one thing." Cen Ye smiled slightly, "But don't rush it for a while, the matter of the Azure Dragon Artifact is more urgent right now."

I held back the wailing in my heart, and continued to look at Cen Ye with a smile.

From the looks of it this time, even if the matter of the Qinglong Sword Spirit is resolved, I am afraid it will be difficult to get "a stick of incense"!

I secretly said in my heart angrily: The flowering of the Shenmu is a trap!
Wu Xin bumped my shoulder with his shoulder, "Some time ago, thieves broke into the Huangquan Museum and tried to steal the jade flute Linglong, but they accidentally triggered the mechanism of the Huangquan Museum. The jade flute Linglong was about to be repaired, and now it is in disaster , fell into a deep sleep again."

I pushed Wuxin away angrily, "What does this have to do with you tricking me into hell?"

Wuxin chuckled, "The thief broke into the Underworld Museum and stole the Healing Magic Brush here. Now it's really tricky to appease the spirits whose longevity is dying!"

I gritted my teeth and looked at Wu Xin, Wu Xin raised her hand and touched my head, and continued to speak self-consciously, "Without the magic pen, I can only get better, so Cen Ye can only ask you to come to the Huangquan Museum for a little help."

I have scolded Wuxin and Cen Ye thousands of times in my heart, Wuxin plotted against me, and she was never merciful, this time I really want to fill the hole with my own life!

Taking my source of life to heal the soul, I just want to cry because of my grievances.

Wuxin thought that I was worried about the blooming of the sacred tree, so he comforted me and said, "Don't worry, the old man Wangyou will not blame you for the disappearance of the temple in the human world. The people in the heavens have Cen Ye to help you block it, and relax. Xin, you can continue to be a happy little flower demon."

Happy ghost!I deeply cast aside Wuxin, and now that I have entered the underworld and entered someone else's territory, there is no way for me to escape easily.

If it weren't for the fact that I was struck by lightning when I stole the branch of the sacred tree a hundred years ago, I wouldn't be the manager of the sacred tree of Lao Shizi!
I pouted and asked Wu Xin, "The temple appeared in the world again, can I get the branch of the sacred tree?"

Wuxin bared his teeth and shook his head lightly.

I clenched my fists to beat Wuxin, but Wuxin dodged easily, and I shouted in dissatisfaction: "Why! Why! I don't accept it!"

Wuxin sighed, and looked at me very sadly, "Little Shaoyao, it was Cen Ye who hurt you!"

I watched Wuxin shaking his monk's robe to wipe his tears hypocritically, but I couldn't bear the anger in my heart after all.

The pressure was so great that I collapsed and collapsed to the ground, crying loudly...

(End of this chapter)