In the evening, she sent away Jinxiu, who had mixed a dinner at home, took a fragrant hot bath, and rubbed her feet and necks that had been sore for a day, Song Jian'er sighed that she was really old, thinking that she and Jinxiu had a real stroll from 7 o'clock in the morning to 6 o'clock in the afternoon, and the feat of walking the night market at night, today it became like this after just walking for half a day, it is really years of urging people to get old, and it can't be compared!

Song Jian'er suddenly remembered the wooden hairpin she bought at the market in the morning, grabbed the bag and rummaged through it. The style of this wooden hairpin is extremely simple, but there are auspicious clouds faintly engraved at the end of the hairpin, Song Jian'er gently stroked the wooden hairpin, feeling that it is not slippery, the wood is very delicate to the touch, and it feels much heavier than the general wood, and there is a feeling of wood and non-wood, like jade and not jade. But the palpitating feeling that made my heart in the morning did not appear again.

Song Jian'er was about to put it on the head of the bed, and after a dazzling look, she seemed to see a beautiful woman in palace costume on the hairpin, Song Jian'er thought it was her own dazzle, and hurriedly took it to her eyes to take a closer look.

Looking closely, I saw that there seemed to be a golden light floating in the auspicious cloud pattern carving of the wooden hairpin, and the red golden light was looming, changing and shuttling between the auspicious clouds, Song Jian'er rubbed her eyes, thinking that she was dazzled.

couldn't help but get closer and take a closer look, and his hand also followed the light, these lights seemed to slowly gather together, forming a text, the font looked very mysterious, but the specific word was unrecognizable, Song Jian'er pointed her hand to the middle of the word as if she was fascinated.

A palpitation that was stronger than in the morning rose from the bottom of her heart, and then her fingertips felt like an electric shock, this feeling came from her fingertips straight to her heart, Song Jian'er wanted to withdraw her fingers, but found that it seemed that her body was no longer her own, and she couldn't control it.

"Hell" This is Song Jian'er's recent memory, and then she fainted in front of her eyes, and the dark golden light flashed on Song Jian'er's body from time to time in a coma, but she didn't know it.

I don't know how long it took, Song Jian'er woke up, the bright light pierced her eyes, Song Jian'er bounced up, looked at herself, very good, Mu You's missing arms and feet, and then seemed to remember something and hurriedly rushed over to pick up the phone, fortunately it was only 5 o'clock in the afternoon on Sunday, just a day of sleep. Full attendance was kept (when are you still thinking about this (*+_+*)~@)

Then she raised her eyebrows and began to rummage through the bed to find the hairpin that had caused her to be unconscious for a day, but found nothing. It can't really be the hell, Song Jian'er's delicate little face wrinkled in an instant.

At this time, Song Jian'er felt a burning sensation coming from her chest, and when she looked down, a thumb-sized auspicious cloud red gold dark pattern appeared in her heart, Song Jian'er was very sure that she didn't have this birthmark on her chest since she was a child, so what is this that appears on her now? Stretched out her hand and wiped it on this piece of auspiciousness, a sense of weightlessness came, and Song Jian'er disappeared on the spot.

The weightlessness slowly disappeared, and Song Jian'er felt her feet on the ground, and looked around with half-squinted eyes.

Song Jian'er found herself standing in a strange place, I have to say that this place is really beautiful, compared to the prosperity of the big city, there is more tranquility here, under the foot is a delicate bamboo building, behind the bamboo building is a misty fog reflecting the dream here. Song Jian'er stood at the door of the bamboo building, the bamboo building is very strange, different from the general bamboo building, the bamboo seems to be full of vitality, and the bamboo leaves condense crystal dew to the sun.

Below the bamboo tower is a lotus pond, the water of the pond is covered with bursts of mist, and the lotus flowers grow in it. The lotus flower is also different from what Song Jian'er usually sees, at least she can say with certainty that she has never seen a lotus flower with a circle of gold edges on the petals, this is not a fake flower, this Song Jian'er is very sure, it may be a mutant variety.

A curved wooden bridge on the lotus pond connects the bamboo building and the ground, the bamboo bridge is the same as the bamboo building, the bamboo body is clear and green, like jade and jade, full of vitality. Song Jian'er stepped on the bamboo bridge, through the misty lotus pond, in front of which was a large area of cultivated land, the land was dark and glowing with purple light, it could be seen that it was very fertile, and there were herbs planted on the ground, although Song Jian'er had never planted a field, but at least she could still recognize that this was not a crop. In the past, it was an idle farmland, which made Song Jian'er cry out for pity, it would be nice to plant some cabbage or something, and it was really the first reaction of foodies.

Across this cultivated field, there is a small peach blossom forest, the peach trees in the forest are very speechless, some are blooming flowers, and some are full of fruits. A path paved with transparent multicolored stones leads to the depths of the peach forest, but the inside is full of fog. Song Jian'er approached to take a closer look, what kind of stones are here, they are clearly jadeite, Jian'er gasped, what a luxurious road.

Stepping on this forest path, the corners of Song Jian'er's mouth twitched, remembering the jade pendant that she had liked for a long time, but she was reluctant to buy because the price was 2,000 yuan less than her monthly salary, and now she actually stepped on the jade that was thousands of times better than it as a stone, and Song Jian'er had a feeling of world fantasy.

Walk through the peach forest, through a small piece of mist, at the end of the path is a pool of clear pool, and this pool of water is surrounded by a circle of white jade, a cold and a hot on both sides of the confluence in the clear pool, and in the center of the confluence of the clear pool to form a small whirlpool, the pool water does not look deep, but the bottom of the pool is also covered with white jade. The inlet is composed of two mountain streams, the back of the mountain is foggy and you can't see what there is, the pool water sees the inlet but can't see the outlet, but it feels that the water keeps flowing in, but the water level does not rise, it seems a little weird.

"That's right, it's the sound!" The right hand clenched his fist and hammered the palm of his left hand, Song Jian'er finally found that something was wrong, it was very quiet here, there were no insects and birds in the forest, there were no fish and shrimp in the water, and there were no bees and butterflies dancing, it seemed that this place was like a static picture, and it took so long to find that something was wrong, which made people have to admire Song Jian'er's nerves.

Although Song Jian'er wanted to try the hot spring, and also wanted to taste the big peach hanging on the tree, but this strange scene stopped her desire to explore, what kind of place is this, Song Jian'er thought of that bamboo building, will there be any clues left there? Song Jian'er gritted her teeth, turned around and ran back.

The second time I stood in front of the bamboo building.

"Is there anyone inside?Can I come in?" Song Jian'er gritted her teeth, stretched out her hand and knocked lightly on the door.

She was answered by silence.

"Isn't anyone home, I'm in!" he carefully pushed the door open.

What she saw in front of her made Song Jian'er can't help but open her mouth wide, different from the natural wilderness outside, the carved corridor and columns in the house look magnificent, beautifully arranged, as if you have entered the ancient palace thousands of years ago, the finely carved furniture is exquisitely crafted, and the unique and elegant fragrance of wood is faintly smelled between breathing, each piece seems to have a sense of historical weight, although Song Jian'er can't see which dynasty is the craft, but it does not prevent her from appreciating this lifelike carving, that is, the handle of the chair has exquisite patterns, which makes people extremely admirable.

Behind the main seat is a huge screen, through the back of the screen is a staircase leading to the second floor, on both sides of the patio of the staircase are two small ear rooms, in the middle seems to be a large tea room, tea utensils are readily available, there is a pipa made of white jade hanging on the wall, in front of a piano table is placed a guqin, each has two instruments that look a bit like a harp, Jane Er did not recognize what kind of instrument it was, but secretly felt that he must have lived before this should be a versatile and elegant person.

Walking down the stairs to the second floor, there was a wall composed of multicolored lights at the entrance of the building, the five-colored lights kept rotating and intersected in the middle of the wall of light to form a kind of gray, this gray seemed to be able to suck the whole person in, Song Jian'er stretched out her hand as if she was called, and then the whole person dissolved into these colors.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a moment, and it seemed like it had been ten thousand years, Song Jian'er slowly came out from the other side of the wall again, and this time she really stood on the ground on the second floor.

The second floor is very simple, there is an incense case in the middle of the hall, and below is a vine and grass woven bunch, on which a fairy-like woman is enshrined, the three thousand green silk are not all pulled up, but there is a wooden hairpin at the root of the hair, which looks the same as the wooden hairpin she bought before, a strand of long hair on both sides of the cheek is naturally scattered, and there is a blooming lotus-shaped mark in the middle of the smooth forehead, wrapped in a light green gorgeous robe, covered with a white gauze, revealing a beautiful neck and faintly visible collarbone, and there are no shoes and socks under the feet, and the toes that are as clear as jade are like being carefully carved with fine white jade。 The most attractive thing about the fairy's beautiful face is the pair of bright eyes, as if with countless starlight flashing, which seems to be able to suck away people's souls after a long time.

Song Jian'er gasped and shook her head vigorously, not daring to look at it again.

Lowered her head and looked carefully at the incense case in front of her, there was only one incense burner on the incense table, and three incense sticks next to it, and there were no other offerings placed in the other, no matter what, Song Jian'er felt that it was a violation of etiquette to break into someone else's house, and it was also her intention to give people a pillar of incense.

Song Jian'er knelt on the middle of the bunch, and bowed three times uprightly, and then got up and picked up the three incense sticks next to the stove, the incense stalk suddenly spontaneously combusted without fire, Song Jian made a sudden break in her heart, but in the end she felt that it was just a rude mistake, and she did not mess with the master's things, with a clear conscience, she respectfully inserted the incense on the incense burner, and then returned to the mat to salute again.

It's just that Song Jian'er in the salute didn't see it, and the corners of the mouth of the painted person seemed to hook upwards and smiled!