"This is your necklace, right?" The philosophical personality palm moved slightly, and the necklace automatically flew in front of Wang Lingjuan, and the live buckle was opened and tied around her neck.

"yes, it doesn't make much sense anymore. ”

……

As the philosophical personality has said, the fantasy forest is one of the countless personality vessels in the universe. The container of most personalities is nothing more than a small space like a small dark room, and the vastness and richness of the contents of the fantasy forest are enough to prove how great the personality that created it in the first place is.

About 2,000 years ago, a Celtic who had been indulging in fantasy and unproductive was expelled from the race, wandering eastward, eating and drinking, and settling in the Field Mountains.

The Celtic delighted with the beauty of the local scenery and abundant resources, and after finding enough food and water, he began to construct his story in his imagination.

The beautiful Black Forest gave the Celtic man the most ample inspiration. After getting some food and drink every day, he lay on the grass opposite the cave all day looking at the sky in a daze, falling into a long-term fantasy and unable to extricate himself.

When he thought that life would pass away in solitude, he finally fell asleep on a starry night, and then found himself in an unknown space. In this space, he can create whatever he wants.

He named it the Fantasy Forest.

The Celts spent their lives exploring the boundaries of the fantasy forest and filling in the details. By the time he was about to die, he hadn't had time to complete a tenth of what he had fantasized.

The Celts wanted someone else to fulfill their unfinished fantasies, and he left three keys in the real world.

The first key, the Celts remembered the tattoos that were unique to the tribe back then. He carved the tattoo into a wolf's canine tooth and wrote the imprint of the Fantasy Forest. When a human with a fantasy personality gets this tooth, it opens a passage to the fantasy forest.

The second key, the Celts remembered their long-separated wives. The woman was wearing a bronze bracelet, which he copied.

The third key, he remembered the surprise he had when he saw the first snowflakes in his childhood.

All three keys were buried near the Fields Mountains, in the Black Forest of today's Baden-Württemberg, Germany.

For nearly 2,000 years, there have been a number of fantasy personalities who have been given the opportunity to travel to the fantasy forest. Their beautiful imagination fills the blanks of the fantasy forest respectively, and the content is more and more abundant. It has expanded from 6,000 square kilometers to a full 30,000 square kilometers.

Magnificent canyons, majestic waterfalls, lush forests, rolling mountain peaks, secluded lakes form the basis of the fantasy forest.

Later, people gradually added the weather and seasons formed by the sun, moon and stars, warm spring, hot summer, cool autumn and cold winter. Sometimes it's stormy, sometimes it's cloudy, sometimes it's sunny, sometimes it's clear.

And much more, tame sika deer, cunning hares, beautiful butterflies......

Until this fantasy domain, which is clearly different from reality, is finally constructed.

In the eighteenth century, there were two Germans who loved fantasy, and they wandered and explored in the fantasy forest, and were impressed by the grandeur and splendor of the fantasy forest. Returning to the real world, they wrote the best-selling German work after the Bible. Their names are Jacob Grimm and William Grimm, and they are known as the "Grimm Brothers", and their work is called "Grimm's Fairy Tales".

At the end of the 19th century, when the European powers set off a craze to carve up China, Tom Grull Green, a descendant of the Brothers Grimm, sailed to the Far East on an adventure, taking with him the treasures left by his ancestors, intending to realize his dream of becoming rich overnight in that rich land.

Tom ended up staying in Zhonghai City, and after the wars of the Manchu Dynasty, the Republic of China, and the Japanese invaders, the treasures of his ancestors have long been gone. I heard that one of his descendants moved to Chazhou in the last century and was buried in a vacant lot in Baihe Mountain after his death, and the three keys were also buried with him.

This vacant lot was built a villa a few decades later. No matter how beautiful the illusion is, there will be a day when time will be hidden, and everyone will no longer know the secret of the key.

The strange magic of the three keys continued to influence the minds of successive occupants.

Within a few years of the first owner of the villa, he began to hallucinate frequently. Including the second and third masters, all of them had accidents because of this.

When it comes to Wang Lingjuan, the daughter of the fourth master Wang Cunde, she has a fantasy personality and accidentally gets the key to open the passage to the fantasy forest.

Wang Lingjuan was immediately fascinated by the fantasy forest, and she found solace here after being depressed and depressed in the outside world.

All kinds of novel things are worth exploring for a long time, not to mention that this is a world created collectively by dozens of fantasy personalities who have exhausted their life's energy, Wang Lingjuan lingered, and he couldn't think of it, and he stayed for more than ten days before he remembered to go back to see his parents.

Every time she returns to the real world and sees her parents still arguing endlessly, she is bored and soon enters the fantasy forest again.

Gradually, she spent more and more time in the fantasy forest, and became more and more dissatisfied with the real world.

Time passed, youth faded, and Wang Lingjuan couldn't stop until the twentieth year, when the key lost its effectiveness and cut off the connection with the real world.

She tries to participate in the creation of the Fantasy Forest, but her personality is too weak.

It wasn't until she was sixty years old that Wang Lingjuan was another turning point, and she finally realized that she was old and her days were numbered. She began to miss her homeland, everything in the real world.

She longed to go back and see.

Another ten years have passed, Wang Lingjuan feels that there is no hope, and is ready to find a holy place and die quietly. At this time, Song Baojun appeared.

……

Song Baojun felt that he couldn't always let the philosopher's personality be in the limelight, and created a Fourier channel, saying: "Let's go back to the Imaginary Space Soul Furnace first to transform your personality." ”

The philosopher laughed, "Exactly." ”

Returning to the imaginary space and seeing a scene completely different from the fantasy forest, Wang Lingjuan's heart was shocked beyond need. She was already a dying old woman, so naturally she didn't write surprise on her face.

Only the romantic personality couldn't look past it, and made a gorgeous and unparalleled costume for Wang Lingjuan, which finally covered her naked and shriveled body, and it was no longer so eye-catching.

The philosopher's personality immediately opened the soul furnace and analyzed Wang Lingjuan, and the spectrum showed a glowing green.

"It's not surprising that everyone has a fantasy side that is very common. The philosophical personality explains: "Once man has no illusions, he loses his creativity, but when he has too many illusions, he is often detached from reality." This is also a flaw in Wang Lingjuan and other fantasy personalities, which is very consistent with the data we get. ”

Song Baojun sighed, only to feel that it was an eye-opener.

"Here's how to strengthen your personality. There are many ways to strengthen it, and life extension is just one of them. This is not difficult for us to do at present, and Wang Lingjuan's fantasy personality is relatively extremely weak, and we have a lot of room to operate. ”

The philosophical personality said, and Wang Lingjuan, who was in the middle of the whirlpool of the soul furnace, imagined that the green light of the personality gradually changed from dim to bright.

"But there are also flaws that we can't do at the moment, the ghost can't be replenished at one time, and Wang Lingjuan has to come in every once in a while to replenish new ghost energy. ”

Wang Lingjuan's fantasy personality has been strengthened, his face is a little more ruddy, his demeanor is not so old, the furrow-like wrinkles have disappeared, and he has a little more charm when he walks, wearing a graceful and luxurious red robe, showing the temperament of a middle-aged lady as a whole.

The philosopher's personality drew a palm-sized rune in mid-air, glittering with golden light, and dozens of patterns interlaced in between. The concentric circles represent the fantasy personality becoming part of the imaginary space, the hexahedron represents the temple, and the equilateral triangle represents the contract...... All contain corresponding ghost energy.

He hooked his thumb and flicked his middle finger lightly, and the golden rune fell between Wang Lingjuan's eyebrows and disappeared.

The contract has been made.

Wang Lingjuan knelt on the ground respectfully and whispered, "Wang Lingjuan greets the master." ”

Song Baojun said: "Since it's okay, let's go out, I think you can't wait to meet your family and friends." ”

"Yes, master. ”

"Uh......" Song Baojun remembered one thing: "Come back to reality and treat me like an old friend, don't be so restrained." ”

"Yes, master. ”

……

……

Song Baojun, who was sitting on the edge of the sickbed, gently removed the two fingers placed on Wang Lingjuan's forehead and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Lin Mengxian, who had made a mistake before, hurriedly handed over a wet towel, tried to atone for his crimes, and said with a smile: "Brother Jun, wipe your sweat." ”

Song Baojun took the towel and wiped his face and said, "Thank you." ”

The people around him also breathed a sigh of relief, Song Baojun had maintained his previous posture for more than ten minutes, which made everyone anxious. Liang Bohua even suspected that Wang Lingjuan's madness was contagious, and he was stupid to infect the military youth.

The attending physician felt that Jun Shao was just pretending, and seeing that Wang Lingjuan closed his eyes tightly and did not move, he stepped forward and said with a smile: "Sir, maybe Miss Wang's condition is too serious and she won't get better for a while, why don't we come back next time?"

Wang Cunde also had the same thoughts, and said with a smile: "Don't be sad, young soldier, I have been here at least seven or eight times in half a year, and which time did I not come with hope and return disappointed? ”

Others also thought that Song Baojun could cure the disease by putting his finger on Wang Lingjuan's forehead, which was too whimsical.

Liang Bohua said: "Sanshao, you see that it is getting late today, we came to visit Miss Wang Lingjuan, which can be regarded as a gesture of affection." Doctor, what do you think of our decision to donate 100,000 yuan to the hospital to help patients with family difficulties?"

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