"Applejack, you're so nice. ”

The woman's soft voice sounded in Jiang Ning's arms.

"Is it Lu Jie?"

It was night, and the forest was supposed to be pitch black except for the strange spots of light and the fireflies flying everywhere.

Because the light of the stars and moon overhead was obscured by the thick fog of the night and the dense canopy of trees above, it became dark.

But in what should have been a dark night, a soft light lit up around the hut.

Strange points of light emanated from each other, illuminating the entire hut and the forest near the swing.

Because the thatched hut has been uninhabited for many years, the paper windows have long been dilapidated, and the light from the outside naturally projects through the leaky windows.

The woman suddenly pushed Jiang Ning away, and the rich black in her eyes that seemed to be irresolvable turned into a hollow little by little, and then turned into a chaotic color, as if someone was holding a stick and stirring it in a dyeing bucket, forming a colorful vortex.

A blush appeared on the woman's pale face, and her sad and gentle expression gradually became a little hideous.

His facial expression shifted between gentle and hideous, and the blackness of her pupils was gradually swallowed up by the chaotic swirls of color.

As soon as the woman waved her hand, the wooden door of the dead closed hut suddenly opened, she tried not to turn her head, so that she did not look at Jiang Ning's face, and struggled and shouted: "Hurry up, you go quickly! If you don't leave, it's too late!"

Jiang Ning didn't know what was going on at all, but he knew that no matter what changes had happened to the woman, it must have something to do with the sudden light outside.

Jiang Ning, who wanted to leave, glanced at the woman, then showed his trick and left without looking back.

This kind of poor, stupid and hateful woman, Jiang Ning didn't know how many he had seen, and he wanted to help, but he knew that his current strength was insufficient, so when the woman's kind thoughts were activated and the door was opened, he immediately chose to leave.

As soon as the front foot stepped out of the hut, the door of the back foot hut closed by some force.

Not the kind that closes nicely, but slams into it.

The woman locked herself up.

Immediately after, Jiang Ning heard the terrible, inhuman cry in the hut.

The thatched hut seemed to be some kind of forbidden place that could never be broken through to the Earth Binding Spirit, and when Jiang Ning left, the ink color in the woman's pupils faded away, completely turning into a chaotic color vortex.

She frantically tore and pounded through the hut, but she couldn't destroy even the most fragile thing in the house.

Jiang Ning stood outside the door, looking in through the broken window.

The woman who was holding her just now was able to manipulate the door of the hut and destroy some things, but now she can't do it, so...

Jiang Ning's eyes fell on the big tree hanging from the swing above the thatched hut.

Countless points of light spilled out, drifting in all directions into the forest.

Jiang Ning looked at the pale blue points of light light that emerged from the leaves like fireflies, and realized that the points of light that he had followed all the way into the forest were actually emitted by this strange tree.

Some of the points of light were scattered on the periphery, and more points of light, after flying, converged little by little towards the branches on the canopy of the big tree.

Jiang Ning hadn't thought about where he should go next, and he was attracted by the strange sight on the big tree, so he just stood a little farther away, then turned around, stayed where he was, and set his eyes on the crown of the mysterious big tree, quietly observing the changes on the canopy.

At first, he just felt a little curious, but when the points of light were completely condensed, the curiosity turned into creepy!

The pale blue dots of light fused together to form a dark blue eye the size of a thatched house.

The eyeballs slowly turned, and his gaze swept across the entire misty forest, and finally landed on Jiang Ning's body.

His eyes were indifferent, like a god above the nine heavens, quietly looking down at the beings on the earth.

As a dignified and peaceful Great Heavenly Venerable, Jiang Ning only felt like a small ant under the gaze of the mysterious light on the canopy, and he did not even have the strength to rise up and resist.

The eyes looked at him steadily, but there was no emotion in them, as if even a hint of contempt was a waste of his emotions.

Jiang Ning was stared at by this huge forehead and eyeballs for a moment, only to feel that the blood all over his body was coagulated, and he wanted to escape, but he couldn't take a step at all, and he wanted to attack, but he found that he couldn't even move a finger.

I don't know how long it took for that empty and indifferent gaze to slowly fade.

Jiang Ning felt that the pressure on his body was suddenly relaxed, he didn't dare to stay in place for a moment at all, mobilized his way of getting up, and the tasha line urged to the fastest point, and disappeared in the same place in an instant.

It was not until he confirmed that he was out of the range of those rays of light that Jiang Ning slowed down and slowly stopped.

"Cut," Seeing the outline of that strange little courtyard from a distance, Jiang Ning couldn't help but purse his lips, and said to himself angrily, "Are you back here again?"

Jiang Ning was a little depressed, he had tried the door here many times before, but no matter how he tried, he couldn't get into it, and now he was forced by the huge vision on the big tree, Jiang Ning couldn't move forward at all, so he had to retreat back here, and if he retreated a distance, he would return to the starting point where the vortex gate was, Jiang Ning knew that he had to pass the small courtyard now, otherwise he might be trapped here and never get out.

As for the task of rescuing Lu Jie given to him by the dead man, Jiang Ning didn't pay too much attention to it at first, but now he knew that if he didn't find out the man named Lu Jie, he might be trapped here forever.

The reason why he said that he was a man and not a boy was obviously because after seeing the woman, Jiang Ning knew that Lu Jie, who was in danger, was already Lu Jie when he grew up, and what he saw in the small courtyard before was just an illusion of Lu Jie's childhood.

Even though it was just an illusion, Jiang Ning still clearly recorded everything he saw.

Now, he had to find a way to open the door of the small courtyard again.

Jiang Ning thought about it, since he left the range of this small courtyard, the only thing that came out of his hand was the dry wreath placed on the swing.

But where should the wreath be placed?

Jiang Ning walked to the gate of the small courtyard, looked left and right, and couldn't see where to put this thing.

Just as he was about to turn around and go outside the surrounding fence to look for a place where the opening condition might be triggered, the corner of his eye suddenly fell on the door god diagram on the door on the left.

On the picture of the door god, the position above the little boy's head, although there is a similar color to the surrounding space, but those colors are obviously lighter, as if someone has detained a piece of something, and it is filled with similar colors, if you look closely, you will find that there is a subtle sense of disobedience.

If Jiang Ning didn't have the wreath in his hand, even if he noticed this, maybe he wouldn't care too much.

However, now that he already has a garland in his hand, and he got it from the thatched house, he also knows the relationship between that strange female ghost and Lu Jie as an adult.

Then, some things that Jiang Ning didn't know at the beginning were solved in an instant.

In the thatched hut, the reason why the female ghost thought him was Lu Jie himself was probably because of the wreath he was carrying.

And since the owner of this garland is Lu Jie, if he wants to open the gate, maybe put the wreath back on the little boy on the door god picture, and the gate will naturally open.

Thinking so, Jiang Ning took out the wreath from his arms, and then he could put it on the top of the little boy's head on the picture of the door god, he wanted to try it and see if he could put it directly into the picture.

After all, when Jiang Ning was in the Yang Realm, especially when he was in Qingxuan, he had seen a lot of this kind of picture scroll containing internal space, and it was not necessarily impossible to put the wreath directly on the top of the little boy's head.

I have to say that Jiang Ning's idea is very good, and from a certain point of view, there is no problem with his thinking at all.

Unfortunately, however, when the dry wreath touched the top of the little boy's head in the picture, there was no reaction on the screen.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Ning held the withered garland in one hand and his chin in the other, falling into deep thought.

The little boy in the picture was originally smiling, "After a long time, Jiang Ning looked at the dry wreath in his hand, which was made by Lu Jie for the woman when she became an adult, but the woman didn't put it on, but abandoned it on the swing next to the thatched house."

"After seeing this scene, Lu Jie, that is, Lu Jie as an adult, must be in an extremely bad mood," Jiang Ning said to himself, "If a dry wreath is worn on a child's head, it must not be happy!"

Jiang Ning looked at the boy who was originally smiling on the divine map and turned into a straight face, and suddenly smiled, and his eyes immediately fell on the garland again: "It seems that I have to add a few flowers to this garland!"

In a trance, Jiang Ning had a flash of inspiration, and the power of the Origin Wood in his body was injected into the wreath along with the power of the Dao of Life, and the originally dry wreath suddenly exuded amazing vitality.

First, the originally fragile rattan began to become pliable and tender green, and the nodes above the rattan began to grow flower bones.

In a very short period of time, the flower bones quickly transformed into buds, which further grew and bloomed, turning into small flowers of brilliant colors.

"Hmm~" Jiang Ning lowered his head and sniffed on the unknown flower, and only felt relaxed for a while, "Not bad, not bad, really good!"

This time, with some confidence, he walked back to the left side of the gate, and pointed the blooming wreath in his hand at the little boy above the door god.

The results were mixed.

Happily, the little boy laughed again after all, but the sad thing was that the gate on the left side of the small courtyard still failed to open after all.

"Cut," Jiang Ning pursed his lips and said to himself, "It's really troublesome!"

The wish to open the door was once again disappointed, and Jiang Ning's thinking also fell into a predicament.

In cases where the problem cannot be solved by force, IQ becomes the most important factor.

Jiang Ning had always thought that his intelligence was on the high side of the cultivators, but at this point, he was already more or less skilled.

Of course, he didn't think it was because he was too stupid, but he felt that the thinking of the true master who set up this level, that is, the dead Immortal Crutching Immortal, was too jumpy.

Trying to find a way to open the door, that is, the other connection between the wreath and the child, Jiang Ning thought that he had succeeded, and the only problem was how to put the wreath back on the little boy's head completely.

"If it weren't like that, how would the wreath be put back on the little boy's head?"

Thinking about it, Jiang Ning's eyes suddenly lit up.

The pattern of the door god was formed after the small courtyard of the farmhouse and the ancient temple were fused together, and when Jiang Ning first arrived here, things were not like this.

Leaving a certain distance, he saw that it was a small farm yard, but once he entered a certain range, the farm yard would disappear and be replaced by an ancient temple with two strange half-human, half-lion statues in front of the door.

"Then, if there is a way to make the fused courtyard return to the state of separation between the small courtyard of the farmhouse and the ancient temple, I have a way to put the garland on the head of the half-human and half-lion statuette, and after that, as long as I step on the boundary to let the two merge again, the wreath will naturally return to the god map, the top of the little boy's head!" Thinking of this, Jiang Ning stroked his palms and laughed: "This sword immortal is really smart!"

It's no wonder that Jiang Ning is so happy, just to open a door, you need to go through so many places, back and forth so many times, so many processes, one step can not be wrong, the process of reasoning seems simple, but really when you are in it, you will find that even if you take a wrong step, you will stay in place, and you will not be able to solve it for a long time when you are stuck.

Maybe it was just because Jiang Ning couldn't trigger or solve a trap among the five traps in front of him, when he walked in front of the towering ancient tree, he probably wouldn't be able to see the swing, the wreath or simply the thatched hut and the woman, maybe not even the ancient tree.

Because I can almost clearly remember that when I walked in this direction before, but I hadn't triggered the five traps, even if I flew, I couldn't see anywhere in my field of vision where there was an existence that was several times higher and thicker than other big trees.

is not in the forest, sometimes not only the wind will destroy it, but it will also be easily exposed to people's field of vision, but before, Jiang Ning clearly remembered that in his field of vision, there was no big tree at all, until the five traps were all lost by him to avoid or break, the swing, the thatched hut, the big tree slowly emerged from Jiang Ning's sight.

It feels like he made something out of nothing.

But soon, Jiang Ning encountered a new problem.

Since I stepped on that boundary before, and let the small farmhouse courtyard in front of the mountain and the ancient temple merge into one, this place has always maintained the appearance after the fusion, and there is no intention to divide it again.

Jiang Ning originally thought that as long as he stood back on that boundary and refocused his energy on that small courtyard, the two would naturally diverge, but the result was still a failure.

"Ahh

"Calm down, calm down!" After venting on the spot for a while, Jiang Ning still forced himself to calm down.

For the first time in his life, he felt that his ingenuity was a little insufficient.

While being a little depressed and irritable, it also inspired Jiang Ning's long-lost competitiveness!

"What else am I missing?" Jiang Ning sat cross-legged on the ground and said to himself, "What else am I missing?"

Jiang Ning took out another door god map that he had taken off earlier from his arms, and repasted it on the door on the right, looking at it carefully.

Only then did I realize that the adult man in the portrait had a small dim mark on his left hand that he leaned out.

Jiang Ning recognized the outline of that mark almost immediately.

It's small, but it's certainly the outline of a birdcage!

Jiang Ning flipped his hand, and the small birdcage that he had obtained from the dead man's mouth before was exactly the same size and outline as the faint mark on the man's hand, which was completely in line with it.

Walking quickly to the door, Jiang Ning aimed the small, almost transparent birdcage at the man's left hand, and the birdcage immediately liquefied and turned into drops of ink, which directly melted into the man's palm.

A light lit up above the gate of the small courtyard, Jiang Ning only felt that he had missed a blink of an eye in a trance, and when his eyes focused again, the strange small courtyard was gone, replaced by an eerie ancient temple and two statues of different sizes and half-humans, half-lions with strange movements.

Jiang Ning once again took out the wreath from his arms and put it on the little boy's head, only waiting for the boy to show a smiling face, then he turned around and walked above the boundary again.

In an instant, the small courtyard of the peasant family and the gloomy little temple that had just been reseparated merged together again, and became that strange little courtyard again.

Jiang Ning just walked back to the door of the small courtyard, and before he could push the door, there was a bang, and the door on the left with the image of the little boy wearing a garland was windless and automatic, and with the rotation of the door shaft, it opened in front of Jiang Ning!