Li Qiang passed through the door behind Hei Li Kui, and what appeared in front of him was a lake and mountains.

What is amazing is that when Li Qiang walked out of the room, he looked back again, and he could only see a door-like exit in front of him, and a burly figure who was already drunk on the desk.

Next to this door-shaped exit, there is no trace of any houses, and it is still a beautiful scenery of lakes and mountains.

He had never seen this kind of transition, but he was not unfamiliar with it ideologically.

And that door slowly disappeared after Li Qiang entered the new scene.

When the gate disappeared in front of him, Li Qiang silently turned his head and walked towards the mountain.

He came to a house, pushed the door in, and seemed to be very familiar with the place.

There was no one in the mountain, there was no one by the lake, and as Li Qiang expected, there was no one in the house.

He walked over to the stove and started to cook on the fire.

There were neat stacks of firewood on the side of the wall, Li Qiang took out the lighter, and the fire started after a while.

Scoop a scoop of rice from the rice bowl on the side, pour it into the pot, add an appropriate amount of water from the water tank and slowly pour it along the edge of the pot, cover the pot and start simmering.

Then he walked out of the house, grabbed two handfuls of vegetables at random behind the house, came to the lake to clean the vegetables, and looked at the mountains in the distance, the lake nearby, the water in the lake, and the fish and shrimp in the water.

He turned back into the room, plucked a piece of bacon hanging above the stove, cut it into thin slices with a kitchen knife that lay aside, and then placed the vegetables and bacon slices on top of the half-cooked rice.

Open the second cabinet from left to right, take out a porcelain jar, and slowly pour the amber golden liquid on top of the bacon.

When he had done this, he took a small bench from the room and sat down at the threshold, and began to look outside.

Li Qiang's face was peaceful, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

When the time was almost up, he took out the large white porcelain bowl, put all the delicious bacon rice in it, sat back on the small bench, and began to eat.

Li Qiang was a soldier and ate very fast, but there was no such thing as chewing and swallowing slowly in the army, most of the time he was fast and slow.

A large bowl of rice quickly bottomed out, and he took a full gap and began to brush the dishes and pots.

When all this is done, it will be dark.

He made a bowl of tea, still sitting on the little bench, and watched as the sun set over the lake, and the moon crept up the treetops, and the stars sparkled.

He lit an oil lamp and hung it in the doorway, as if to guide the way for the night walkers.

When it was dark, he got up and retrieved the lamp, closed the door, and went to bed.

The next morning, I slept through the morning.

Li Qiang opened his eyes, and he slept extremely sweetly this night, and it could even be called the best night he slept in years.

He released the chickens and ducks, and he picked up a few eggs.

After cooking a pot of porridge, he lay the eggs in the half-cooked porridge, added a little salt and chopped green onions, took out the salted duck eggs from another jar, and returned to the small bench in front of the threshold, and ate breakfast with a sigh and a hot mouth.

After cleaning up, he still made a pot of tea, and sat on the small bench in front of the threshold, looking ahead.

On this day, Li Qiang was like a person who had lived here for a long time, but his eyes rarely took off the lake in front of him and the scenery beyond.

Yes, Li Qiang is no stranger here, more precisely, he has indeed lived here for a long time.

Before he entered this game, before he joined the army, before he left his hometown, his life was just this house and the lake in front of him.

Li Qiang didn't quite understand why the system would set up such a level, and what kind of test this level was, the only thing he knew was the content of this level test - color.

So apart from spending the day here as he had done a long time ago, his attention was fixed on the direction in which he had come, the lake there, and the door that had disappeared when he had left.

It took him a long time to get used to the environment, because it belonged to him, and everything was laid out by himself.

He's waiting for the variables to come and which, whatever the variables, this is his home turf and he's confident that he'll get through all the odds.

However, a day had passed, and even if he had followed his normal schedule and deliberately slept earlier than usual, using all the cooking skills he and Meng Ran had learned, he had not attracted any tests.

Li Qiang drank the tea, and his brows gradually furrowed.

What the hell is this going to do?

is different from Yu Liang's state of repeated temptation on the verge of death, in addition to being extremely serious and even a little old-fashioned, Li Qiang is notoriously unapproachable in the army, so according to his own thoughts, he will never have any possibility of overturning at this level.

He went on with his daily routine, like a retired man who enjoyed a comfortable life, silently waiting for someone to come, or something to come.

The next day, he strengthened the foundations of the house.

On the third day, he filled the hole in the roof.

On the fourth day, he slaughtered a chicken and stewed himself a pot of soup.

On the fifth day, the table leg was a little broken, and he hit the table again.

On the sixth day, it rained, and he didn't let the chickens and ducks out, but he was a little happy to find that the eggs had a double yellow.

On the seventh day, he turned over the land in his backyard, looked at the earthworms that had shown their heads from the rain, and grinned.

On the eighth day, he sat on the bench in front of the threshold, lit a cigarette that he hadn't smoked for a long time, and knew that he could only go here.

He didn't know what the system was going to test him, but he knew he had to find a way to leave.

He filled the tank with water, turned and closed the door, and continued to walk towards the back of the mountain.

This is where he grew up, so he is very familiar, familiar with all directions, so even if he closes his eyes, he can still find his way and the road on this mountain.

The mountain is like his own backyard.

Li Qiang climbed up to the top of the mountain, passing by the honeycomb that he often pierced for honey when he was a child, passing by the bamboo forest that must be used to repair furniture, passing by the mountain stream that is much sweeter than the lake, and passing by the bare pine forest left behind when he built his house.

Then he came to the top of the mountain, looked at the lake in front of him, the houses at the foot of the mountain, and the lush trees in the mountains, and a trace of nostalgia and reluctance flashed in his eyes.

Li Qiang spoke slowly, and whispered the first sentence after coming to this scene: "Let me go, I'm going to the next level." ”

A voice sounded from nowhere, as if whispering in Li Qiang's ear: "Stay, here is the life you yearn for." ”

Li Qiang didn't seem to have any surprise at the appearance of this voice, and said lightly: "No, being with my companions is the life I yearn for." ”

"But I see reluctance and nostalgia in your eyes." The voice continued.

"Sometimes this look is called nostalgia, sometimes this look is called nostalgia, and you don't understand it." Li Qiang said.

"Are you sure you want to get out of here?" The voice asked.

"Please open the door." Li Qiang nodded.

The voice did not speak again, and a door appeared in front of Li Qiang again, and he didn't know where it led.

He thanked him, and approached the door without any hesitation, without even glancing at the surroundings, as if none of them had anything to do with him.

It's dark.

"How do you see that?" The voice asked.

"I didn't see anything, I just thought I should leave, so I left." Li Qiang knew he had made the right choice.

In fact, the first time he came here, he knew that these scenes were just unreal illusions, but there was something wrong with his thinking.

He felt that the so-called test of color should be a test of beauty, but he didn't care too much about the information of the scene here.

In the previous life, this was a small mountain village, and it was naturally impossible for Li Qiang to have only one household, and what was shown to Li Qiang here was only the house that belonged to him.

Everything was the same as when he left there.

Li Qiang hasn't thought about what the content of his test is these days, and at the same time, he has also thought about what kind of scene the system will give them when they come here, if they change people like Yu Liang or Qi Zhen, who have lived in big cities since childhood.

And will this NPC guarding the gate be shocked by the modern technology city that appears in front of them.

When Li Qiang began to feel nostalgic for this place in his heart after seven days, he knew that he should leave.

In any case, you should not allow yourself to fall into such a reluctant relationship, especially if you are being tested.

"Color is emptiness, emptiness is color." The voice rang out again.

Li Qiang had a hint of enlightenment in his heart, and finally understood what this level was testing.

It's just that after figuring out this joint, he can't help but feel a little funny.

The classical Xianxia game, as a sect of Shushan, which is more inclined to Taoism, will actually add Buddhist proverbs to the test, which is really chic.

In this proverb, color refers to the existence of all matter.

Probably to tell the passers that everything they look like is false.

It's a pity that the object of this test is Li Qiang, the captain of this incomparably strong team.

Maybe in another scene, everyone in the team is preparing for a happy life in the hall, so the impact on Li Qiang may be greater.

Probably.

When Li Qiang thought of this, he was actually a little scared in his heart.

Perhaps the system simply showed him the desires and needs that he had buried in his deepest heart.

It's just that he doesn't want to admit it.