Qiuqiu spread out a piece of paper and found a pen and ink.

She wanted to make a plan for herself, but when she opened the paper, she found that she didn't know where to start.

She still didn't know anything about Jiufeng.

She had no idea what people here would do when they got up in the morning, how she was going to deal with them, and where to find the information she was interested in.

She should first be familiar with the environment, then the people here, and figure out where she is here, and then she can judge what she can do here and what role she can play.

She doesn't like the feeling of going with the flow now, she can't be her own master, she is not used to living dependent on others, and she has no bottom in her heart to live such a life.

People need to understand what kind of path they are walking on, and know their direction and goals.

She followed Shi'er to Jiufeng, but she didn't listen to him from then on.

But she now has too little information to make an immediate judgment.

That's too rash and irresponsible.

Qiuqiu had no choice but to push the paper away.

A question had been swirling in her mind since just now.

What exactly is the seventh peak and where exactly is it.

The surroundings of Fengxian Pavilion are too quiet, and there is not even a single idler passing by, and Shi'er's temperament probably likes to live in such a place. But Qiuqiu didn't like it. She likes to live on the side of the road, where she can see the people coming and going from the balcony.

She has lived here all her life?

This is the residence of Shi'er. And although the room is very spacious, there are only two rooms, one inside and one outside, and the outer one is obviously for guests, that is, the two of them are...... Living together in the same bed?

Qiuqiu opened the next door, and there was no one outside. She glanced at it and then retracted her head.

There's nothing to do. She looked for books on the shelves to read.

But a book has only just turned two pages, and Shi'er has returned.

"Awake?" Shi'er stood by the long window and watched her.

He wasn't particularly tall, but as soon as he stood there, Qiuqiu felt that the room that seemed empty just now was suddenly filled by him. ”

"What are you doing?"

He walked over and sat down beside Qiuqiu, and there wasn't even a small gap between the two.

"Read a book."

"What do you think of Fengxian Pavilion?"

Although Shi'er still didn't have any expression on her face, Qiuqiu felt that she seemed to hear Shi'er's affirmation from this sentence.

"It's so quiet." Qiuqiu won't politely say polite words like "It's good here" to him.

"What kind of house do you like?"

How did the topic suddenly jump to this link? It feels like an unmarried couple is discussing building a little nest of love together.

If it is really an ordinary couple, if the two settle down to be together. Now it's definitely time to start preparing for nesting like a busy bird. It is important to pick the location, the room type, and of course, the most important thing is the room price.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with the house price.

"I like to be lively, standing by the window and seeing the people on the road......"

Shi'er thought for a while: "It's not difficult to see people. ”

"What do you think?" Qiuqiu was a little puzzled.

Shi'er took her hand and led her to her feet.

Qiuqiu tugged at the hem of her skirt and watched him push open the next door. The two went outside.

It's empty outside. Except for a screen—it didn't seem like anything else.

Shi'er pulled her and stopped in front of the screen.

“？” Qiuqiu looked at him curiously.

Shi'er nudged her gently.

Qiuqiu sighed, took a step forward involuntarily, and was about to hit the screen headfirst.

Qiuqiu instinctively closed her eyes.

And then - the expected impact did not come.

The screen looked thin, and if she hit it, there was a good chance that she would hurt her head, but the screen would also be knocked down by her.

Qiuqiu opened her eyes a little puzzled.

It was completely different in front of me.

They were still standing in the house. Facing a screen, but in the blink of an eye. Qiuqiu found that they were standing in a courtyard, with small bridges flowing and willow branches hanging long.

This is not Bongseongkaku, or even the scenery outside Bongseongak.

"This, this is ......" Qiuqiu suddenly remembered the screen she had just seen.

There are four screens in total, painted with spring, summer, autumn and winter.

The one in spring is painted with small bridges, flowing water and courtyards.

Qiuqiu's eyes suddenly widened: "Are we in the screen?" ”

"Yes." Shi'er led her forward.

Qiuqiu was turning her head to look back.

Where did they come from?

There wasn't a door, a window, or even a crack behind him. If Shi'er had blindfolded her and brought her in just now, then Qiuqiu would never have seen it, nor would she have thought that they were standing in a screen now.

There are no flaws, it is simply seamless.

"This screen is amazing!" Qiuqiu was extremely excited.

Such a strange treasure is really unseen and unheard of.

They continued to walk, not far, and as soon as they stepped forward, the scenery in front of them changed again. The tender green branches and leaves turn into a thick green, the shallow water of the pond becomes deep, the summer cicadas sing in the forest, and even the wind blowing on the face is slightly hot and makes people feel tired.

It's from spring to summer!

Qiuqiu looked around with great novelty, and she felt that she could even smell the fragrance of lotus flowers in the pond.

The fragrance is clear and not strong, refreshing.

Next comes autumn.

Finally, there is the cold winter, the eyes are full of white, icy and snowy, and the cold is awe-inspiring.

The two men finally walked into the house.

Qiuqiu glanced outside the house, and it was already snowing.

"The people who made this screen are amazing."

I even put it in this small courtyard all year round.

No, to be precise, the year-round courtyard is packed into a screen.

She touched her face, it was soft and hot.

Then touch the chair you sit on, hard, solid.

It's not like a false illusion at all.

But this is not the real world.

It's amazing. How is this done? How does it work?

Belch...... Well, it's not a science world, and physics doesn't work here.

The snowflakes fluttered outside the window, Qiuqiu didn't feel cold, she even leaned in front of the window and reached out to catch a piece of snowflakes.

Snowflakes are real.

The hexagonal snowflakes were fragile and delicate, and soon melted into water droplets in the palm of her hand.

Shi'er called her: "Come and see here." ”

"What?"

Qiuqiu turned her head to look.

Shi'er asked her to look in a mirror.

No, no, no. The point is not the mirror. It's a moving scene reflected in the mirror.

Are the people on it real people?

Qiuqiu can be sure almost immediately, yes.

And the picture should be real-time.

Qiuqiu saw a group of disciples lined up in a phalanx, practicing swordsmanship.

Their movements are neat, raising their hands and moving their arms, as neatly as if they were the same person, and the whole image of the standard of movement is measured with a ruler.

"What kind of swordsmanship did they practice?"

"The most ordinary."

Qiuqiu also saw it. It's the Nine Palaces Sword Technique.

"Why do you want to practice this?"

This kind of swordsmanship can be said to be a big way, there is no difficulty, and there is no threshold, and any person who cultivates the truth will not take a fancy to such a swordsmanship and take this as a kung fu practice seriously.

"They are rehearsing sword formations. It's not the swordsmanship that matters, it's the coordination. ”

No wonder.

Qiuqiu was still thinking just now that this method of practicing is very problematic. The strength and speed of these disciples. Understanding. The level is never exactly the same, and forcing them to do the same movements and maintain the same force and speed doesn't seem to be a good thing. People can prune a row of fruit trees to be generally tall and neat, but people are not fruit trees after all.

After watching the exercises for a while, the picture in the bronze mirror changed again.

It is a few female disciples of Jiufeng. Herbs are being taken care of.

Before Qiuqiu, he took care of the flower beds in the Purple Jade Pavilion, and also cultivated some medicinal herbs. So as soon as she saw what they were doing, Qiuqiu suddenly became interested, although she couldn't hear the sound, she still watched it with relish.

They are not in a hurry, they are doing things and chatting with smiles on their faces.

One of them didn't know what to say, and the other companions began to make fun of her, and she tossed a handful of blades of grass at them, and several of them began to fight.

That's great.

Qiuqiu looked at them with some envy.

Before she came into contact with the world of Xiuzhen, her popularity was also good. I don't know why, the popularity has become worse and worse in the past two years.

Is it that her personality has become unlikable? Or is it a combination of environmental and human factors that has made it what it is?

When they were in the Purple Jade Pavilion, their master and apprentice were outliers in the door, and they didn't get along well with their peers. She has never played with her sisters and sisters like this, and she doesn't even have anyone who can whisper.

Then the picture in the bronze mirror changed again.

Qiuqiu held her chin and watched with relish.

"Like it? If you like, you can come in and watch it from time to time. ”

Qiuqiu was reminded by him before he remembered his original intention.

The world in this screen was so amazing that she couldn't even forget the conversation she had had before she came in.

This bronze mirror is like a real-time surveillance.

But this magical screen, this bronze mirror, although very good, does not match Qiuqiu's original intention.

She wanted to live in a lively and popular place, but the solution that Shi'er came up with was not to change her place to live, but to give her a TV monitor for her to sit and watch.

"I want to get to know this place, get familiar with this place, and integrate myself into this place as soon as possible." Qiuqiu took Shi'er's hand, and the two sat facing each other: "Fengxian Pavilion is very good, very quiet, but there is no one here, and I am afraid that it is far away from other places......"

Shi'er's hand was on the back of her hand: "You are very uneasy? ”

Of course, I am uneasy, and if I am not familiar with life, it is inevitable that I will be apprehensive in my heart.

Not to mention that Qiuqiu's current identity is so embarrassing.

How can she, an outsider, let people understand her and accept her?

If she were Jiufeng's person, would she admit and accept an outsider so quickly?

"Besides, I thought...... Once I'm familiar with it, maybe I can remember the old days. ”

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