The host's perception of the Orient is only hearsay.

He didn't know whether Dongfang was Tang or Ming now, only that His Royal Highness the prince, who claimed to be from the East, had a noble status.

He didn't suspect that the other party was a liar.

After all, it's just the ornaments on their bodies, and if you take them out, you can buy his farm!

There is no need to deceive him.

What a rich, handsome, and generous prince of the East!

When he had received a gift of fine gold coins for a few days' stay, he complimented him heartily, and called the hostess of the farm to warm the milk, cheese, and a roasted lamb for the guests.

"Did you find Sophia?"

Zhou Yang took the dagger and cut off pieces of mutton on the long table in the room, and put them on a translucent white porcelain plate.

"See."

Lu Xiaobu, who had just walked around the farm, nodded and said.

For this world, he is the one who cares the most.

Along the way, I stopped and wrote everything I saw and heard into a travelogue.

The Canon card camera I brought with me also kept patting and patting, taking pictures of plants I had never seen, animals I had never seen before, buildings I had never seen before, beautiful girls and beautiful girls, and one photo after another had filled a memory card.

"You eat, I'll go find Sophia."

Eat and drink to your heart's content.

Zhou Yang clapped his hands and went to find Sophia.

Sophia is on the farm and is a milkman.

When Zhou Yang found her, she was under a cow, pinching the cow's Mimi, kneading and squeezing, and after milking a small bucket of milk, she didn't forget to massage the cow.

The cow shook its head in comfort.

As soon as Sophia looked up, she saw a handsome young man, standing at the door of the milking parlor, looking at herself with interest.

This made Sophia couldn't help but blush, and even the little freckles on her face became more vivid.

"Hello, His Royal Highness the Prince of the East!"

As she spoke, Sophia stood up and saluted Zhou Yangying, but Zhou Yang's eyes lit up.

Sophia's temperament doesn't look like an ordinary milkman.

"I'm a friend of Pinocchio, and I'd like your help."

Zhou Yang walked up to Sophia and said straight to the point.

"Huh?"

Sophia looked at Zhou Yang in surprise.

She had just heard that there was a handsome prince of noble status from the powerful and rich country of the East.

As soon as she saw Zhou Yang, the word handsome came to her mind, allowing her to almost immediately confirm that the person in front of her was His Royal Highness the Prince from the East.

It's just that I didn't expect that this noble highness would actually know his friends.

She asked worriedly, "Is there anything I can help, Your Highness?" ”

"Hear him say you're a prophet."

Zhou Yang looked into her eyes.

Although Sophia has an ordinary face, she still has some small freckles.

But a pair of eyes look exceptionally beautiful.

It seems that there is both innocence, and in the innocence reveals the wisdom of insight into the world, as if there is a story, it is like telling its own story between opening and closing, which is extremely attractive.

"I'm sure you and Pinocchio must be very good friends."

Sophia smiled slightly: "But what do you want to know, Your Highness?" ”

"If I want to know what I'm looking for, which direction I'm going, what do I need to do to get the results I want, I wonder if I can predict it?"

Zhou Yang sat on the small bench next to Sophia.

I don't dislike the mess in the milking parlor.

Sophia smiled, and she nodded: "I think, I can give it a try." ”

As she spoke, she took out a crystal ball the size of a fist from her hairpin skirt.

The crystal ball is crystal clear, reflecting the scene in the milking parlor.

Zhou Yang looked at Sophia, put his hands on the crystal ball, and slowly closed his eyes.

Soon, the crystal ball emitted a sparkling wave, and a scene began to appear vaguely in it.

With the rapid change of the scene, Zhou Yang saw the sparkling water, boats, mountains, trees, and finally the colorful underwater beach, a beautiful, crystal-like house, under the light, refracted colorful dazzling light, like a crystal palace in myths and legends.

"I saw the Crystal Palace, I saw the Southwest of the Transport."

Sophia exhaled softly, as if she had aged a little, and her whole person looked a lot more tired all of a sudden.

However, her eyes were still so beautiful, as if they had countless stars, innocent and clear, deep and charming.

"Can I go with you on your journey?"

Sophia asked suddenly.

Zhou Yang didn't answer, but asked, "What else did you see?" ”

"Pinocchio and I saw the arrival of a nobleman.

I also saw the changes in my future destiny in the noble person.

Although it is not a clear presentation of destiny, although I cannot see what the future really looks like, I believe that the future I see will not be worse than the current situation. ”

Sophia said sincerely.

"Yes, we need a prophet who can show the way."

Zhou Yang nodded and stood up: "Early tomorrow morning, we will set off." ”

After speaking, Zhou Yang turned around and left.

He didn't ask what the woman's true identity was.

This time the adventure really begins after arriving in this medieval magical world.

If you want to find a clue without a clue, bringing this woman of unknown origin at least represents a possibility, which is much stronger than headless flies and scurrying around in this world.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Sophia was behind, quietly relieved.

That's it, hooked up with a nobleman.

"Sophia's own strength is about the same as that of ordinary people.

There shouldn't be much of a threat in itself, but what needs to be guarded against is her ability to tell. ”

In the attic, everyone drank coffee mixed with milkshakes and sugar while discussing the adventures ahead.

Unknown worlds, clueless tasks.

It's both fresh and stressful.

After a meeting and a discussion, everyone went to rest separately.

Early the next morning, the farmer graciously brought some cheese, milkshakes, and yogurt.

When everyone said goodbye after breakfast, there was an extra fair girl with freckles on her face and a height of about one meter six with freckles on her face.

"I can only vaguely perceive this general direction."

The girl held a branch in her hand and pointed to the southwest, the morning light was faint, and in that direction there was a crescent moon remaining in the sky, which had not completely fallen to the ground.