When Mu Makeup was sent back to N City by Second Sister Fang, it was already nine o'clock on Saturday night.

This week must be the most tiring week she has ever lived, Mu Xiang thought.

First of all, the assistant manager assigned a mountain of things to each team member in order to catch up with the schedule, and these things seemed to be incomplete, and it seemed that only by working without sleep could they be completed.

The rest day that I finally got was running around for Xiaoya's business.

Because the case of Xiaoya's house being bombed involved people in three cities, Mu Xiang had to go from N city to Y city to Z city and then to Y city.

The continuous tiring travel made Mu Makeup's body even more tired.

In addition, on the way home just now, Second Sister Fang asked Mu Makeup about Mu Yu's current situation for a while, and then squeezed Fang Xinya with Mu Makeup, so that her original plan to take a nap in the car came to naught.

If he hadn't known that Second Sister Fang had no malicious intent, and if he hadn't guessed that Second Sister Fang was interested in Mu Yu, Mu Xiang would definitely wonder if Second Sister Fang, who had always been very good to Fang Xinya, was evil today.

When Mu Makeup arrived home, she was extremely tired, and she had used it for a long time to open the door.

As soon as he entered the door, he didn't even take off his shoes and ran to the bedroom.

After entering the bedroom, Mu Xuan vigorously kicked his shoes off his feet.

Before she could undress, she lay down on the bed, and as soon as her head touched the pillow, she fell asleep.

Before her consciousness fell into a deep sleep, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have something very important left to do, but when she wanted to think about what she had not done, she could no longer control her consciousness.

Yes, Mu Makeup is already asleep.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Makeup felt that the temperature around him was getting lower and lower, but the place where his skin came into contact with the air was cold.

Didn't she cover the quilt before going to bed? Mu Xiang not only asked about himself.

As she reminisced, she reached for the side, trying to pull back the quilt that she had kicked somewhere.

The outstretched hand did not touch the quilt or the mattress, but touched a cold, damp and a little prickly object.

What is that?

Mu Xiang opened her eyes in surprise and looked at the place where her hand was stretched out, but as soon as she opened her eyes, she was fascinated by the fog in front of her.

The fog was so thick and visibility was so low that she couldn't even see her own hands without bringing them to the moment.

What's going on, didn't she close the doors and windows?

No, she hasn't opened the windows since she got home, and the doors of the house are automatically closed and locked within a minute when no one gets through.

Mu Xiang wondered how there could be such a big fog in a house with closed doors and windows, not to mention that this was still N City, which had not been foggy for more than ten years.

Could it be that this is not fog but smoke, and there is a fire somewhere?

No, if there was a fire, it would have been black smoke, and the smell of the air should be very choking, but now the air in the room smelled of grass, and the smell of grass was mixed with some dew.

It's rare to find a place with such a fresh taste, and she only experienced it not so long ago and in the game.

Although she was surrounded by thick fog, Mu Xiang couldn't see anything clearly, but she knew that this was not her house.

It's weird, isn't she supposed to sleep in her big bed, why is she here after waking up?

Don't...... Isn't that right?

Mu Xiang thought of a possibility, a possibility that embarrassed her, that is, she opened the wrong door and entered the wrong house in a daze last night.

The houses here are all password locked, and if she mistakenly entered the door lock code of someone else's house last night, then she could really have entered someone else's house.

God, please don't let her conjecture come true, and if that is true, let the owner of this house not go home for a while.

Mu Xiang prayed nervously, and at this moment, an imposing sound of the piano came from a distance.

The sound of the piano fluctuates high and low, slow and urgent, and even a person like Mu Xiang, who does not have many artistic cells, can hear the ambition that the piano player wants to express.

In a loud finale, the high-pitched sound finally stopped.

The sound of the disappearing piano reminded Mu Xiang of his current situation.

There was the sound of the harp, which meant that there were other people in the house, which meant that the things she prayed for had not been fulfilled.

After a while, the sound of the piano sounded again, this time unhurried and melodious.

While the owner of the house was playing the piano, Mu Xiang decided to leave secretly.

She fumbled to get out of bed, but every time her hand touched a piece of the ground, her heart was filled with countless complaints.

For example, the owner of this house is really a strange person, what is he doing with so much grass in one bed; For example, why is this bed so big, she can't touch the edges, and does the owner of the house like to roll on the bed?

Suddenly, Mu Xiang's hand touched a cylindrical object.

It was a not very hard object, and her fingernails could scrape off several layers of skin from the object with a casual scrape.

It was a rather tall object, and even if she stood up on the bed, she couldn't touch the top of her cylindrical head.

It was a not-so-thick object, and as long as she opened her arms, she could easily hold the entire cylinder.

When Mu Makeup was very close to the cylindrical shape, she finally knew what it was.

Simply put, it was a bamboo.

Bamboo has always been an elegant thing, maybe the owner of this house is a literati, so he will plant bamboo at home, but is it a bit elegant to plant bamboo in bed?

If there was only one bamboo, then Mu Xuan would choose to bypass it, but on the edge of this bamboo, she touched a second cylindrical object, presumably it was another bamboo.

Not wanting to explore whether there was a third bamboo next to the other bamboo, Mu Xuan decided to turn around and look for a way out of bed.

When she turned around, for some reason, she suddenly felt that the light in the room was getting brighter and brighter, and the dense fog around her seemed to be weakening as the light increased, and the visibility in the whole room was not as low as it had been at the beginning.

At this moment, a gust of wind drifted across Mu Xiang's face, blowing away part of the thick fog.

The fog has cleared, and now looking at the whole room, it is like someone has put a layer of gauze over the eyes.

Although she couldn't fully see the details of the surrounding scenery, she could see the general shape of each item, and she could see the scene in the distance.

However, seeing far away does not mean that the crisis can be resolved, or that Mu Xiang in the distance is in crisis.

She hadn't been able to spot it in the fog before, but now she realized that she wasn't in a room at all, and that she wasn't stepping on the big bed she thought it was underneath.

It was clear that not only was this not her home, nor was it the place she knew.

It was a bamboo forest, and she had been lying on the dewy grass until she woke up.

How could she be here, didn't Second Sister Fang send her home last night, but left her here?

That's impossible!

If Second Sister Fang likes her brother, then she should be cared for by Second Sister Fang's love house and Wudi, not to mention that even if she doesn't have her brother's relationship, she and Second Sister Fang are also friends who have a good relationship, and she can't think of a reason why Second Sister Fang would put her here.

But if it wasn't for Second Sister Fang's doing, how did she come to this bamboo forest that she had never seen before?

Surrounded by dense bamboos, each of which is thick and tall, there is such a large bamboo forest, she has never seen it in N City, let alone N City, even in Y City, she has never seen it.

Mu Xiang understands that blindly thinking is likely to be doing useless work, and at this time, the best way to deal with it is to find the exit of the bamboo forest.

The question of how she got in, how it didn't matter how she could get her out.

As a road idiot, Mu Makeup naturally couldn't distinguish the southeast and northwest by her own experience in a place where she couldn't see the sun and fog, and she used the navigation function in the virtual computer.

However, when she chose to find a location, she became depressed.

In the melodious sound of the piano, Mu Xiang heard a mechanical female voice that was very incompatible with the environment at this time.

Here's what the female voice said: "I'm sorry, but the place you are looking for is not in the service area. ”

In today's world, even the North and South Poles can receive very accurate navigation signals, but now this navigation system tells her that she is not in the service area?

Oh my God, how backward this bamboo forest is!

Since the navigation system doesn't work, it's just luck.

Well, no, maybe she could ask someone who knew the way to help, like the one who wasn't very far away from her.

Playing the piano in this barren mountain and wild place, that person must know how to leave, and of course he may be the owner of this bamboo forest.

Mu Xiang walked over to find the source of the voice.

On the way, she crossed at least four forks that looked exactly the same, and if it weren't for the sound of the piano getting closer, she would have thought she was lost in the bamboo forest, and she would have thought that she was going around and around but always going in the same place.

As the sound got closer and closer, a small house shrouded in mist appeared in front of Mu Xiang's eyes.

When she approached the house, she realized that this small house was made of bamboo.

The door of the bamboo house is also made of bamboo, and now the yellow bamboo door is open, as if the owner of the house is not afraid of someone entering and stealing things.

Mu Xiang knocked on the wide open bamboo door and asked, "Is anyone there?" ”

After a long while, no one responded to Mu Xuan's words, and the sound of the piano in his ears changed to a new tune.

There must be people, but the person who plays the piano may be so focused on playing the piano that he doesn't notice her presence, or the other party doesn't want to pay attention to her as a stranger.

"I'm sorry to disturb you playing the piano," Mu Xiang tentatively stepped through the door, she explained as she looked left and right looking for the person playing the piano, "Hello, my name is Mu Xiang, and I am a person who has lost his way in this bamboo forest. ”

In response to Mu makeup, there is still only the sound of the piano.

Mu Xuan couldn't help but sigh, she held her forehead and muttered in distress, "Is there anyone in the end?" ”

Then, she deliberately shouted a few words loudly, but no matter what she said, no one paid attention to her.

The piano player can be said to be Mu Xuan's only hope of leaving here, and the other party ignores her, which makes her very anxious.

Regardless of whether it was bad to casually enter other people's houses, she walked briskly around the house and searched every room with closed doors.

To her disappointment, the bamboo hut was empty.

What rekindled her hope was that when she opened the back door of the bamboo house, she heard the sound of the piano clearer and louder.

Originally, the piano was not played inside the house, but outside the house.

Thinking of this, Mu Xiang immediately left the bamboo house through the back door.

The scene outside the back door is almost no different from the front door, it is a large bamboo forest with no end in sight, but looking out from the back door of the bamboo house, you can vaguely see a bamboo pavilion in the bamboo forest, and the sound of the piano seems to come from the bamboo pavilion.

Mu Xiang walked cautiously, and every time he got closer, the scene in the bamboo pavilion of the piano player became clearer.

Bamboo forests, bamboo houses, bamboo pavilions, green shirts, long hair, and guqin, this qiē makes Mu Xiang feel a little familiar, as if he has seen or heard of the same scene at some time.

A strange feeling came over her, and she suddenly wondered when she had the impression of such a scene.

She approached the bamboo pavilion as she thought, and she was stunned as she stood under the steps outside the bamboo pavilion.

She saw the text on the top of the piano player's head - [(100) Mu Yu "Mystery Man"], and at the same time, she also remembered that it was Xiao Cui who told her the same scene before.

If the long-haired man in the cyan robe in front of her is really her brother Mu Yu, then this is the game world of "Sword and Sword"?

So in what capacity did she enter here now, and how did she get in?

Mu Xuan's mind was full of all kinds of questions, she was a little irritable, and subconsciously reached out and pushed her glasses, but when her hand touched the bridge of her nose, she was stunned again.

The glasses were gone, but she could still see everything she had seen after the fog had cleared.

Now is she standing behind her brother as a flower bone?

"Little sister." The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, replaced by the sound of cloth rubbing and a male voice.

The man in the green shirt turned around, he looked at Mu Makeup with a smile and said, "Long time no see, little sister." ”

Although the voice of the man in green shirt is not the same as Mu Yu's voice in Mu Makeup's memory, although the face of the man in green shirt is more mature and healthy than Mu Yu's face that has been lying on the hospital bed for several years, Mu Makeup will not admit that the man in green shirt in front of him is her brother Mu Yu!

Finally, she finally saw Mu Yu with her own eyes, and she could finally talk to her brother in person!

Mu Xiang counted his nose and suddenly felt that his eyes were wet.

She looked up at the sky and let her tears not flow so quickly.

She bit her lip and controlled her feelings, but the moment Mu Yu opened her arms, her feelings were out of control.

"Brother!" Mu Xiang shouted excitedly, and a flying pounce fell into Mu Yu's arms. R1152