On the wall of the house hung a painting, a painting that she had seen a lot since she could remember, but had gradually forgotten over the years. The woman in the painting is pretty and beautiful, holding a fan, looking at her and smiling slightly. The person on this painting is her master, and this painting used to hang in her master's room.

Why is it here?

"Huh? Who are you? Jingli was bowing her head in contemplation, when a gentle and curious voice sounded at the door.

Jingli turned her head and painted the woman standing in the doorway, holding the broken door that she had demolished, tilting her head and looking at her suspiciously.

"Why did you break my door?" The woman only had the cultivation of the fifth level of Qi cultivation, and she looked soft and weak, but she was not timid when she looked at Jingli, and even had a delicate accusation when she asked this sentence.

"You? Do you want to stay here? Jingli looked at the familiar and unfamiliar beauty, and was also puzzled.

Her sister had already passed away, so she wouldn't suspect anything, but this woman who looked exactly like her sister said that she lived here?

Not to mention that this place has been broken like this, this is the bottom of the lake, who would live at the bottom of the lake? She looked up at the sky, and although the ruins had a defensive layer on the outside, so they could breathe smoothly, but this was also the bottom of a lake that had not seen light for many years.

"This is my home. You broke my door, what if there are bad people at night? You're going to fix it for me. The woman's coquettish voice commanded.

Jingli didn't ask what bad guys this broken wooden door could stop, but obediently stepped forward and reinstalled the wooden door.

"That's pretty much it." The woman looked at the door repaired by the glass with satisfaction. Slammed the door shut, closing Jingli, who was standing outside the door, and her silver bell-like smile came from the door, "The door is repaired, you can go." ”

Jingli pushed the door, well, she repaired it too well, she couldn't push it open.

I had no choice but to continue along this road.

It's like a village, and it's very primitive. All the houses are thatched huts, and when you pass through a small courtyard without a gate. You can also see that the courtyard is scattered with weapons from the past era, such as spears and ge.

Go, go, go. Finally, I saw a huge thatched house with a big dome, and besides, this thatched hut had no courtyard, and you could enter the inner room by pushing the door.

Jingli hesitated. Pushed the door open.

As soon as the door is opened. Nearly 100 pairs of eyes in the room looked at it together.

The interior of this thatched hut is very spacious. At this time, the room was divided into two sides and many people were sitting densely, and in the center, a white-bearded old man was originally sitting there. Seeing Jingli open the door, he stood up with a red bamboo stick carved with dragon patterns, and asked loudly, "Who dares to break into the political hall without permission?" ”

Jingli looked at the countless pairs of tiger-eyed eyes around her, and then looked at the Yuanying monk in the middle, slammed the open door shut, and shouted while closing the door: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, passing by." ”

What's going on? Is there really anyone living in this ruin? When she saw the woman just now, she thought that she had entered some kind of ecstasy array, conjuring up opponents and the like according to what she thought in her heart, but now she actually saw a large group of strangers who she had never seen before, obviously this was not an ecstasy array.

"Catch her!"

With the roar, Jingli only felt dizzy, and when she looked up again, she found that she had already fallen at the feet of the old man. She laughed self-deprecatingly, she provoked Yuan Ying, how could she run away.

Only, isn't this a ruin? Is there really anyone still living there? If all this is an illusion, how should she return to reality?

Jingli carefully observed her surroundings, trying to find out the illusory evidence here, when suddenly there was a pain in her back, and a strong man trampled her under her feet, grabbed her hands, and tied them behind her back.

"Little girl, where are you from?" The old man raised Jingli's chin with the dragon-patterned bamboo stick in his hand, and a pair of chaotic old eyes carefully examined her face, "Hey, are you from the Feng family?" How did you get here? ”

Feng Clan? What phoenix? Jingli didn't understand a little, and looked back at the Yuan Ying with confused eyes.

"Let her go." The old man raised the bamboo stick, a bright light flashed, and the rope that was originally tied to the pure glass was immediately loosened, but the reckless man who stepped on her did not let go.

"Patriarch, there are too many intruders recently, at the beginning, you said don't have a conflict, we gave up some of our interests, but we don't want to give up some of our interests now, we can't give up our interests anymore, these people now even dare to trespass in the council, we must kill the chickens and monkeys, otherwise we will ...... in the future" The reckless man seemed to complain about the patriarch's decision.

Jingli, who was trampled on her back, wanted to cry without tears. You can talk as soon as you speak, how can you talk about the excitement and twist it with your feet. But she did not dare to complain, because the person who stepped on her was a monk of the Yutan.

After listening to the words of this Jiedan monk, Jingli was even more puzzled. Listening to this person's words, things seem to be a little special, they say "invaders", they say "give up part of the interests", is there actually a problem with the so-called discovery of ruins and finding treasures?

"This little girl is not an intruder, she is a member of the Feng family." The patriarch seemed a little impatient, waved the bamboo stick in his hand, and roared, "Don't you think it's messy enough now? Do you have to offend even the Feng family? ”

"The Feng family is clearly close to human beings, since this little girl is a member of the Feng family, it is just right, just take her hostage, I want to ask carefully, what does the Feng family want to do?" Suddenly, another person jumped out of the crowd below, and he looked at Jingli with an unkind face and a questioning expression.

Feng family! Feng family! Feng family! The Feng family is big, what the hell is the Feng family? They seemed to be mistaking her for someone.

Jingli wanted to explain, but held back. It's too wrong to say more, if she makes it clear that she is not from the Feng family, even this white-bearded patriarch may not be able to protect her.

"No matter how close the Feng family is to humans, it can't change the fact that they are companions with us, don't worry, the Feng family will make the right choice." The white-bearded patriarch sighed, glanced at Jingli again, and sighed, "Little girl, go back quickly." Now it's chaos, and only your clan can protect you. ”

Jingli raised her head to take another look at the white-bearded patriarch's face, but suddenly felt dizzy, and when she woke up again, she was already outside the thatched hut in the dom.

Dream? Or is it a fantasy? Jingli's eyes widened, and she wanted to open the door of the thatched house again, but she was afraid that there were really a lot of Yuanying and Yudan waiting for her in that door.

She stood up and walked on, coming to a high platform. On the high platform, a long black wooden stick was erected on the high platform, and a white flag was hung on it, and the flag was painted with some kind of ancient totem, and the white flag was blown by the wind at the bottom of this lake where there should be no wind.

As if tempted, Jingli walked up the steps and walked up to the high platform. (To be continued.) )