Mu Ningjiu raised her eyebrows: she was still thinking that she had been alone for twenty years, if she was allowed to live with so many people, I am afraid it would be really uncomfortable...... It's good now, look at the front and back of this house, you can still plant some poisonous weeds and poisonous flowers or something, don't worry about having no place to continue researching poisons. Maybe you can talk to her dad Mousse......

She seemed to think of something, turned her head and asked Mu Changfeng:

"Mu Mu, your name is not the same as what you heard in the Ice Clan, it's more like the ...... of the Shenzhou Continent."

All the people of the four tribes I have seen in the past few days, generally speaking, the names are like the names of the modern West, but Mu Mu is biased towards the ancient law, since the Shenzhou Continent and the four tribes have never interacted, why did they give Mu Mu this name?

When Mu Changfeng heard this, he snapped his fingers and said, "Well, indeed." Since she was a child, she has read many things outside the four clans, that is, the Shenzhou Continent, in the library of the Phantom Clan, so she is very yearning, but she has never found a suitable opportunity to visit. Later, when she gave birth to me, she gave me such a name. ”

The corners of Mu Ningjiu's mouth twitched: "Dad won't stop it?" ”

"Hmm...... Dad is the most spoiled girl, it's not what she says. He looked at Mu Ningjiu with resentment and said aggrievedly.

"Okay, okay, don't be sad, I think it's a nice name. In order to comfort your wounded heart, your sister and I, please go to my cabin to play, how about it? Mu Ningjiu patted him on the back and squeezed his eyes at him.

Mu Changfeng's eyes lit up instantly, and he asked expectantly, "Really, really?" ”

"Your sister and I are talkative, let's go."

"Yay! Let's go! Mu Changfeng bounced all the way behind Mu Ningjiu and chattered something, like a three-year-old child who had won candy.

"Mu Mu, how many of these phantom clans know about my existence?"

"Hmm...... Even I and the others hid it, and I am afraid that only they and some old stewards will know. But don't worry, tomorrow morning, the Phantom Clan will hold a banquet to welcome you back, and everyone will know. ”

"Hmm." She stood in front of the door, looking at the handleless brown wooden door, and wondered, "Did my mother give you any key?" ”

"Nope...... I thought she gave it to you. Mu Changfeng said in surprise.

"......" Mu Ningjiu was silent for a long time, and slowly spoke, "So, how do you open this door, with your mind?" ”

"I should have a key, I have it in that house." Mu Changfeng scratched his head, puzzled by his mother's actions.

Mu Ningjiu carefully stroked the texture of the wooden door, and suddenly blew hard, blowing away the dust accumulated on the door, revealing a small square frame the size of a palm.

"Huh... What is this for? Mu Changfeng asked curiously. Come on...... After all, this is where you have lived for sixteen or seven years, and even you don't know it?! Mu Ningjiu sighed helplessly and shook his head.

"Alas...... Then try it with spiritual power. As soon as the words fell, around her right hand with a fist, blue spiritual power flew, and the color became darker and darker, and she felt the abundant spiritual power flowing in her body. Taking a deep breath, she spread her right hand and pressed it into the box.

Suddenly, a few beams of white light ran down the palm of the hand, drawing a clear handprint on the brown wood in the frame. I only heard a "click", and the wooden door opened by itself.

Mu Changfeng was surprised as if he had discovered a new world: "Wow! It turns out that it can really be opened like this! Why hasn't anyone ever told me? I often don't know where to put the key...... Oops... Mother is really eccentric..."Mu Ningjiu rubbed his soft blonde hair and said with a smile:

"Mumu, go in and have a look."

"Okay." Mu Changfeng rushed in excitedly.

What catches the eye is an extremely spacious hall. The floor is paved with ebony, which looks extremely clean and generous. The roots of the tree, which were three feet in diameter, were cut off at the waist to make a log table, and the texture on the top was still clearly visible; Get closer, there is a very light fragrance emanating, which makes people feel refreshed.

What lights up the entire space is a "lamp" overhead. The bright white flocculents, encased in containers, flowed and shuttled from time to time, soft and not dazzling, very similar to the blue flocculents she saw in the tunnels of the psychedelic forest. Mu Ningjiu spread out on the soft benches around the table (not so much a bench as a sofa), and looked in amazement at a large recess on the opposite side. What is it for? She took a closer look and found a few pieces of wood inside. Isn't it necessary to make a fire here in winter to keep warm?

"Condensation, that's heating. Unlike the Shenzhou Continent, the heating here uses spiritual power. As you can see, all the lighting facilities here use your spiritual power. ”

"Isn't it true that the light hasn't been on for long before my spiritual power has been drained?" Mu Ningjiu frowned.

"No, the spiritual power consumption of the lighting facilities is very small. Take the spiritual power you just ignited, it's enough to use it for more than three months. Besides, when you sleep at night, if you don't need the light, this spiritual power will be recycled back into your body. ”

"That's pretty much it." Mu Ningjiu turned his head and caught a glimpse of a wide-open floor-to-ceiling window behind him. She walked over, pushed open the window, and stood on this good-sized balcony with a view. She gently shook the blue rocking chair with her hand, looked at the green grass in the back garden, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a heartfelt smile: these designs are really special and her heart! She can raise a patch of poisonous weeds in the back garden, and when the weather is fine, she can hold the books and sit in a rocking chair to look at them.

"Condensation! Come up above! Mu Mu's surprised voice came from the second floor, and Mu Ningjiu heard this, and stepped up the stairs covered with a layer of light blue velvet blankets.

A large white curtain sits across the wall, unadorned. Mu Ningjiu frowned: It's too monotonous to be all white, right? It seems unlikely that the house will be able to make itself completely satisfied either way. But it was already surprising to her.

"Ningning, close your eyes." Mu Changfeng's voice sounded from the side, and Mu Ningjiu just wanted to find prestige, but his eyes were dark, and a pair of warm hands covered him.

The sudden darkness made Mu Ningjiu feel uncomfortable for a moment, and she asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Come with me." His voice was soft, with a hint of ruffianism, ringing faintly in his ears. Mu Ningjiu felt that he was being carried and entered a room.

As soon as he let go of his hand, she slowly opened her eyes.

The scene in front of me is very shocking: the overall tone of the room is painted in dark blue, and the deep and quiet feeling slowly unfolds, which is static; And the small but bright spiritual light dotted between them is dynamic. In this flickering light and darkness, it seems that thousands of blinking stars, mischievous and vast, do not seem to match this vastness, but people can't give birth to a trace of disharmony, the fusion of the two makes Mu Ningjiu feel that she has also become a corner of the starry sky, overlooking everything on the ground.

Mu Changfeng looked into the eyes loaded with a little stardust, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, and said softly:

"Ningning, welcome home."

Mu Ningjiu turned his head when he heard this, and quietly looked at the man who was opening his arms and looking at him with a light smile.

With tears in her laughter, she approached step by step and wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Mumu, thank you." She whispered softly in his ear, leaning gently on his shoulder.

......

Shang Jin and Liu Shiyi found the most prosperous restaurant in the hidden city according to the uncle's words.

Second floor.

"I heard that there are two young and handsome young men." A charming voice came, and the tail note went up, like a cat scratching its heart, which made people want to stop.

"Yes, City Lord. But..."The subordinate made a movement to wipe his neck, but was blocked by the slender jade hand, and heard her say:

"Alas, how can we be so rude to our honored guests." With a flick of her hand, she raised her head and smiled:

"Shu'er, please come to the East Wing for a gathering."

From the moment they stepped into the restaurant, the feeling of being stared at was even stronger. There was a hint of vigilance in his heart for no apparent reason, as if something was about to happen. So he frowned,

"Eleven, this place is very wicked, we..."

"Two sons, the city lord is invited." A crisp and loud female voice interrupted Shang Jin's words. Shang Jin looked at the woman who spoke: a pair of eyes were black and round, her skin could be broken by blowing, her green dress was knee-length, and a large area of snow white was exposed underneath, so that Liu Shiyi hurriedly pretended not to see it when she saw it, and turned her head and said, "Cough, don't look at it." ”

"Hehe," the woman suddenly laughed, her voice crisp and pleasant: "This little boy is really funny, in the ghost city, all women are dressed like this, how can you say that it is rude?" ”

"The two of us don't know the city lord, how can we get him to invite us?" Shang Jin asked.

The woman tilted her head, looked Shang Jin up and down carefully, and then said with a smile: "It must be appreciated by the city lord, please hurry." Shang Jin felt the sudden murderous aura around the woman, and the guests around him who seemed to be drinking by themselves, but actually looked at them secretly, knew that he couldn't refuse, and glanced sideways at Liu Shiyi: Be careful. Eleven nodded slightly.

The decoration of this restaurant, in addition to the appearance, has a trace of antiquity, and the interior is almost full of architectural patterns that Shang Jin and they have never seen before, but they feel from the bottom of their hearts that they are exquisite and beautiful, as if they originated from a distant place.

Paved with white marble tiles, the path winds around to the innermost room on the second floor. The moment Shang Jin pushed the door, the alarm bell rang in his heart for no reason, he straightened his back and raised his eyes to look around.

All the burgundy satin, hanging from the beams, floated slightly unfettered. The interior layout is strange: there is not a single window on the wall, but it is not dim, and the huge night pearl is embellished, adding a touch of warmth to the otherwise cool and eerie environment. In the huge space, there is only one bed. On the bed, the white sheets seemed to be brand new, and the bright red rose petals were sprinkled wantonly, exuding a rich fragrance.

"It's really extremely handsome, small, male, son......" A charming voice suddenly sounded, and Shang Jin Eleven glanced at each other, looking for prestige.