Cloud Heart of Fragrant Honey

The boat staggered into a thick black mist.

Wangchuan River God was not affected by the black mist where he couldn't see his fingers, and he walked forward in the black mist for an hour at a leisurely pace.

Ning Yun sat in the cabin.

She didn't feel the magic barrier energy, she only wrapped her spiritual power on the mermaid tears on her wrist, the mermaid tears were so clear, she didn't dare to test whether it would be contaminated by miasma.

"Shangshen, one mile ahead is the gap," He Bo said with a bow, "the karma here is much thicker than before, the little old man is not as good as before, and he can't walk."

Ning Yun sincerely thanked, "Thank you very much for today, and I can go on my own for the rest."

She knows the miasma here, not to mention the angry gods who practice spiritual power, even the monsters in the devil world can't bear it. The fact that Wangchuanhe God can walk here has shown his profound cultivation.

She glanced at the deep green Wangchuan water, picked up her skirt, and stepped into the Wangchuan water.

The river of forgetfulness is not deep, but it does not reach the calf, and the wandering ghosts seem to have sensed it, and they gradually gather.

Ning Yun unleashed his divine power, and the ice-blue water system's spiritual power vibrated, and the surrounding water suddenly became clear.

She held the Mermaid Tears on her wrist and hesitated for a moment, then turned her head to look at the River God: "Can I ask you a favor?"

"God please tell me." He Bo respectfully said.

"If...someone asks you about my whereabouts, please keep it secret..." Ning Yun lowered his eyes.

"You mean the night god who was on the boat with you last time?" asked the river god.

Ning Yun pursed his lips, "It may not be him. Anyway, no matter who it is, please keep it a secret for me, okay?"

"It's not a big deal, I promise you it is." He Bo nodded, and said meaningfully, "The underworld is a realm of the underworld, a land of dead souls, where all living things are extinct, so be careful."

"Thank you for the reminder." Ning Yun bowed his head in greeting.

"I hope your trip goes well." Wangchuan River God bowed, raised his oars, turned around and disappeared into the deep fog.

In the deep and dark fog, Ning Yun waded through the water, and even the sound of the water under his feet seemed heavy.

She remembered a story she had read once.

The protagonist of the story always dreams of the same scene, a deep corridor leading to a closed room at the end.People around him advised him not to pay attention to that dream, but he finally couldn't bear to explore it.In that room, he really learned the secret of his life experience, but at the same time he paid a heavy price for it.

This story may want to tell readers: Sometimes it seems that people should restrain their curiosity.

But sadly, she doesn't seem to have learned that lesson.

After returning from the calamity, the endless road in her dream finally came to an end.

It was the only place full of manjusawa, which had some kind of deep connection with her.

Ning Yun stood in front of the crack, and the water of Wangchuan flowed into the ground.It is from this point that the thick and dark demonic energy continuously gushes out.

She closed her eyes and jumped in.

The dense miasma was almost viscous, she kept falling through it, and as far as the eyes could see was complete darkness.

After an unknown amount of time, Ning Yun woke up and found himself lying on a damp, cold and soft ground.

The rich sweet fragrance almost made her suffocate, and there was the sound of splashing water in her ears, and there was not even a breath of wind in the silence.

She opened her eyes, and her eyes were bright red.

The extremely saturated red color is strong and suffocating, and it fills the entire field of vision magnificently.

She woke up and found that it was Manjushahua.

To be precise, it is a whole piece of Manjusawa flower sea with no end in sight.

Ning Yun stood up and looked into the distance. The surrounding area was wider than before, but the darkness still limited the range of vision.

She took out a lantern, and the light of Zhengyang's Samadhi real fire illuminated the surroundings.

This is a cold swamp.

As far as the eye can see, there is no trace of life, no trees, and the endless wilderness, only red flowers burning to the edge.

Large blooming flowers, each about the size of a bowl, are all bright red, exuding a sweet and rich fragrance, automatic without wind, like flowing blood.

An ominous mist-like black mist floats faintly on the swaying flowers.

A deep and clear water meanders forward from the flower field.

Looking closely, the black mist scattered on the flowers is exactly the continuous overflow of the artesian water.

The water flow gradually narrowed and thinned.

There was no one, no living beings, and in the complete silence, Ning Yun continued to walk in the direction of the water with a lamp in his hand.

The water flow becomes thinner and thinner, and finally converges in a spring.

The spring is the size of a well platform, the water flows spirally, and the flowing water flows backwards into the spring, what an upside-down scene in the world!

This was the most absurd scene Ning Yun had ever seen. The Wangchuan water entered the spring, and the spring was also surging, but the water level did not rise or fall.

Where about water?Where did you go?

And the spring, is it the end or the source?

"The River of Forgetfulness is both the destination and the source." A deep voice said.

Ning Yun looked up at the figure that suddenly appeared in surprise.

That slender figure was completely wrapped in a black robe.In the thick black mist, there was no face to be seen, only a pale and bony hand stretched out, holding a huge sickle, the sharp edge of the knife shone brightly in the dark world.

There was clearly nothing there just now.

This "person", let's call it a person.

Ning Yun really couldn't tell his identity, he was neither a fairy nor a demon, neither a god nor a ghost, neither a demon nor a human, neither life nor death.

If you want to describe it, there is only nothingness, a blank piece.

Even now that he is standing in front of her, apart from vision, her other senses cannot perceive his existence.

"I'm Huang Quan." As if knowing what she was thinking, the other party said, "I'm neither a god nor a demon. It's just Huang Quan."

"All the emotions in the world belong to me, but they don't belong to me."

"Only Manjusawa."

Ning Yun blinked, making sure that the other party could really read her mind.

She thought about it, and felt that there was nothing shameful in her thoughts and emotions, so she stopped thinking about it.

Ning Yun smiled politely and nodded to the other party: "Hello."

"Manshusha, you are a bit different." Huang Quan suddenly came to her side.

Although it was still deep and straight, Ning Yun somehow sensed a bit of doubt in his voice.

"My name is Ning Yun." Ning Yun emphasized that being called by her body would make her feel that she was classified instead of an independent individual, especially since she was standing in the boundless Manshusha flower field.

"Ning Yun, you are a bit different." The other party changed his tone in a good-tempered manner.

"You know me?" Ning Yun hesitated.

"I am Huangquan, you are Manjusha, Manjusha is the flower of Huangquan, there is only Manjusha in Huangquan, and Manjusha only blooms in Huangquan.

Naturally recognize you. "Huang Quan seemed to be wondering why she didn't understand such a simple fact.

"But, I was not born in Huangquan." Ning Yun asked after thinking about it.

"You will always come back." Huang Quan replied.

"Why?" Ning Yun didn't understand why the other party was so determined.

"Because Manshusha can only grow in Huangquan." Huangquan replied naturally.

She thought for a while, "Did you make me dream?"

"You should have come back here." Huang Quan said, reaching out to her and touching her forehead.

Ning Yun felt that the Lingtai was cold, and the next moment was a strong sense of rejection from his body.

"Manshusha, you are contaminated by spiritual energy." Huang Quan withdrew his hand, and his deep voice seemed to be a little displeased, "You are contaminated by spiritual energy!"

Ning Yun suddenly felt his face burn, it's really not her fault for being biased, these words sounded a bit ambiguous.

"No," Huang Quan said, "it's not that, it's water, it's water from the sky, you're contaminated by spiritual energy."

"Do you mean that I succeeded the position of water god?" Ning Yun asked after thinking about it.

"It's the way of heaven! You don't understand, it's the way of heaven!" Huang Quan waved the sickle in his hand angrily, "You can't come back! Manshusha can't go back to Huangquan!"

Ning Yun didn't move. Although Huang Quan waved the sickle, he didn't intend to hurt her.

From the beginning, she didn't understand Huang Quan's words, and she didn't think it was a bad thing not to be able to return to Huang Quan. She didn't think it was any good to stay in the nether world and become one of the thousands of manjusands.

"You have so many flowers," she thought for a while, and persuaded Huang Quan, this Huang Quan who looked very deep, unexpectedly simple and without city mansions, seemed a bit cute, "Actually, it doesn't matter if I don't have this flower. "

"Manshusha, you don't understand, you are the flower of Huangquan, you can't grow in other places." Huangquan said stubbornly, "No! You will die! Only here, this is the place where you exist."

Huang Quan was silent, as if thinking about something, hesitated for a while, then suddenly pulled down his hood to reveal a handsome face, and looked at her beggingly, "You stay with me, okay?"

The moment the familiar face appeared in front of her, Ning Yun was still shocked, but she soon came to her senses, Huang Quan was not Runyu, even if it was the same face.

She was even a little angry, "What are you doing!"

That face was actually paler than Runyu's, and looked a little stiff and unnatural.

The other party showed a puzzled expression, "Don't you like the look of that little Yinglong?"

He paused, "If you don't like it, I can change it."

The face changed in front of her eyes, and became the appearance of her father, "Do you like this?"

Then Jin Mi said, "Or like this?"

Lord Changfang,

"so?"

Hikosuke,

"so?"

Hu...

"I can give you whatever look you like, can you stay?" Huang Quan said against Xu Feng's face.

"I'm sorry," Ning Yun felt, she really couldn't be angry with Huang Quan, who was a child at the psychological age, "I can't stay."

Huang Quan showed a slightly stiff expression, and suddenly smiled vividly, "Manshusha, I won't be angry with you, it's the fault of heaven, you just forgot..." A cup suddenly appeared in his hand, he grabbed Ning Yun, and put The cup moved towards her, "As long as you drink the Yellow Spring Water, you will stay...just like them..."

Ning Yun suddenly lost her strength the moment she was pulled by her. She didn't know if Huang Quanshui and Wang Chuan were the same, but she couldn't break free.

Like a kitten caught in the back of the neck by a big cat, Huang Quan seems to have a natural suppression of her.

Her struggle became weaker and weaker, and the yellow spring water almost touched her lips.

At this moment, Mermaid Tears suddenly emitted a dazzling white light.

A clear dragon's chant resounded through the empty netherworld, and Huang Quan was immediately shaken back a few steps.

Huang Quan stood a few steps away, staring at her, but showing a little fear, "True dragon!"

"How can you be with the real dragon of destiny?" He seemed a little aggrieved, "How can you be with the heaven?"

"What happened to Tiandao?" Ning Yun asked, "Why can't I be with Tiandao?"

Ning Yun couldn't help but think of her surprisingly bad luck. In this way, Tiandao was indeed very bad to her.

"The way of heaven treats you so badly, why do you still admit him?" Huang Quan said, "You obviously, you obviously—"

"What is it?" Ning Yun asked.

Huang Quan paused, did not answer, and showed an anxious expression, "No way, no way! How can you not understand! You can't be together!"

Naturally, she would not fully believe Huang Quan's words, but at the same time, she could also see that the other party had no malice towards her.

Heaven?

Ning Yun thought for a while, then took out the box that Xuanling Doumu Yuanjun gave her, "Do you know what's inside?"

Huang Quan immediately showed an expression of fear and disgust, "This is the treasure of heaven, it is a very bad thing!"

He seemed to muster up his courage, and struck at the wooden box with a sickle.

Ning Yun was startled and quickly avoided.

"That thing is really bad!" Huang Quan looked at her aggrieved.

"What the hell is this?" Ning Yun asked.

"This is a conspiracy of Heaven's Dao," Huang Quan blinked, looked at her and replied, "You will become more and more involved with Heaven's Dao, and eventually become inseparable."

He paused, and turned into Runyu again: "Manshusha, stay here and don't leave me, okay?"

"Only the Netherworld can protect you, and it is your eternal home."

The author has something to say:

A recent message said that the update is slow.

Indeed, I broke my promise to update in late March.On the one hand, work and study are relatively busy.I myself miscalculated the time I needed and thought I could take it easy. In fact, the number of paper revisions exceeded my expectations.On the other hand, it's mainly a bit of Calvin.

I spent three times as much time writing the last chapter, and twice as much time writing the last chapter, and I am a little dissatisfied with the results, so there is really no way.

As long as I write Suli, I will be very stuck. I can’t understand this character, and it’s hard to grasp the relationship between her and Runyu. The train of thought is not smooth.

I will adjust it later, and write as much as possible when I have time.In fact, from the perspective of writing, being able to write continuously makes it easier to maintain coherent thinking.