Chapter 53: The Fantasy Girl

Unbelievable, excited, novel, and countless emotions were mixed in the girl's brown eyes, and she pushed open the dilapidated door in a panic, as if she had seen some kind of creature that had disappeared before eternity, and looked at Zhao Mian in front of her at a loss. She opened her mouth to shout, but swallowed it back before she could make a sound, and she raised her left hand to say hello, but she didn't lift her shoulder, and put it back.

"Well, no matter how long it's been since you've had a guest, it's never a form of hospitality to have a guest standing outside the door. Looking at the somewhat cramped girl in front of him, Zhao Mian raised his eyebrows, and then said, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, and I won't do anything to this fantasy world, I'm just here to see - those elves should have told you about my existence, right?"

The girl raised her head and looked at the sky, through the eaves of the thick snow, the girl saw that those points of light were still flying forward unhurriedly, she lowered her head, her eyes quickly swept over Zhao Mian's face, and then nodded.

"So-can I go in?" Zhao Mian stretched out his hand and shook it in front of the other party, and after attracting the other party's attention, he smiled at the other party, and then said, "Although these snowflakes are not cold, if I let them accumulate on me, I am afraid that I will become a natural snowman." ”

So the girl panicked out of the doorway, in the panic, she even scratched the already broken door, a little worried looked at the scraped paper, the girl still retreated into the room, to Zhao Mian to make way in.

Zhao Mian shook his head, and followed the girl into the room that looked unusually dark from the outside, and behind him, sharp light appeared out of thin air, quickly weaving patterns on the dilapidated door, and then the pattern turned into a soft light, the light filled the broken space, and the newly repaired door panel soon appeared in front of the girl's eyes.

"It's just a very simple act. Looking at the girl who was looking at the door with some curiosity, Zhao Mian explained, "This can only be done in this place, borrowing the principle that this world will respond to information to make up some specific information, so as to achieve your own goals - with your ability, you should be able to do it simply, you just haven't received the relevant knowledge." ”

The girl nodded blankly.

The house is probably much older than it looks from the outside, with a scarred wooden table on top of the tatami mats, and only three corners of the wooden table are the original accessories, and the bottom of the last corner is stacked with some strange parts to ensure that the table can be safely placed in the middle of the room. The walls of the house - this is probably the best adjective, and there is nothing in this room other than the table in the middle of the room, unless the pile of twisted metal garbage in the corner of the room can also be counted as part of the furniture. In general, this place does not look like a place for ordinary people to live, there are no basic living conditions, there are no basic living utensils, it is like a shabby, enlarged, shoddy puppet hut, the fragile four walls of the house are used to store the packaging of things, the bottom tatami mat is a partition to prevent the puppets from getting dirt, and the roof, which has been piled with a thick layer of white snow and makes a "crunch" sound from time to time, is actually just a decorative box lid.

The room was very dark, Zhao Mian raised his head and looked at the ceiling of the room, but found that this house actually didn't even have such a thing as a lamp, and if you extrapolate from other aspects, even if there are all kinds of household appliances in this house, I'm afraid there is no way to connect to electricity. But if it's just light, there are many ways.

The brightness of the room began to increase little by little, as if there was some invisible light source in this room, and then, from the bright place, the light began to gather little by little, and the light that kept gathering gradually condensed, and soon a ring made of pure light appeared in the center of the ceiling - the halo continued to rotate, and with its rotation, the undazzling light began to shine on the room.

Zhao Mian retracted his gaze, that aperture was enough to exist in this strange world for a long time even if it left his power now. He turned his gaze to himself and looked at the owner of the room, the owner of the doll house, the beautiful girl who radiated illusion like a doll.

With an abundant light source, Zhao Mian also began to look at the girl in front of him for the first time - there is no doubt that this is a very beautiful girl with long brown hair hanging down to her waist, and even a few strands of long hair fell to the ground because she was now sitting on a tatami mat. The girl who raised her head curiously and looked at the strange circle of light that appeared in her house showed her beautiful neck, even though it could not be described as the grace of a swan, but the delicate collarbone and slightly slender neck were still very beautiful. Judging from the figure, some slightly larger dresses are put on the girl's body, covering the girl's body, but the white of the clothes may also represent the girl's spotless and pure character, and there is not even a trace of dirt on the white dress. The girl retracted her gaze and lowered her head to look at Zhao Mian in front of her - her eyes with the same color as her hair revealed innocence and curiosity that were not deep in the world, perhaps because of Zhao Mian's previous actions, which made some immature caution in her eyes become a little weakened.

But--Zhao Mian narrowed his eyes, his gaze began to focus, but he did not focus on anything in the room, his gaze seemed to see some truth hidden from the visible, but the process was very short-lived, and he soon smiled and refocused his gaze on the girl's face.

The girl is indeed very beautiful, but these beauties are built on the pure and unadulterated illusion, her beauty does not belong to reality, although in this fantasy world, there is no reality, but the illusory beauty is fragile, under the girl's crystal clear snow skin, there is no blood flow, and the collarbone that appears outside the skin is only a structural bulge - under this beautiful appearance, it is not a "person".

Maybe it's closer to a ghost—Zhao Mian judged. The broken consciousness exists in the girl's body, and the young soul resides in this empty body, existing in every corner of the fantasy world - this girl is a child of the fantasy world, and she is also a human child, with a dual identity, I am afraid that she is closer to the connection point of the two worlds than the tree.

"What's your name?" Zhao Mian and the girl looked at each other for a while, and then asked, "A girl like you should have a beautiful name." ”

"I ......," the girl began, but as if she had forgotten how to speak, she hesitated for a long time before she pieced together the staccato words in fragmentary words, "I-no-name-word. ”