"Eleven...... Eleven, you wake up, wake up. ”

When Fu Shiyi opened his eyes again, he found that he was still in the small courtyard of Guiguling.

Sitting at the head of her bed was Sanniang with an anxious face:

"You've woken up, but you've been in a coma for nearly an hour. Eleven, do you remember what happened after I was knocked unconscious by the Celestial Ghost, and who put us in the wings of the comatose us?"

Fu Shiyi tried hard to recall: "I remember, when Sanniang, after you took out the Yuanyang Mirror to deal with the Qinggui and were knocked unconscious, I seemed to be knocked unconscious by the followers, could it be that the fourth brother and they turned back and saved us?"

Sanniang shook her head and said, "I went to the main room, and the right wing room to check, but I didn't find anyone." ”

Fu Shiyi was surprised: "Isn't it the fourth brother? Who killed the green ghost, looking at its menacing, it is impossible to let us go so easily, right?"

The two were puzzled.

Seeing this, Sanniang mentioned another matter:

"Eleven, shall we continue to stay here and wait for your fourth brother to come back, or shall we leave first?"

After all, this place has just attracted a green ghost, and it is not safe. But if only the two of them went to the Southern Wilderness, it would be even more unlucky. After thinking about it, in the end, the two decided to continue to stay in the small courtyard, no matter what, the fourth brother would definitely turn back and come to them.

But.

Fu Shiyi always felt as if he had forgotten something. After Sanniang returned to the room, she invaded her consciousness into the sea space. Maybe you can find some clues in it, but not necessarily.

The more than 100 acres of land in the sea space still do not contain aura.

The small saplings in the blue swirl seem to have grown a little taller.

The portal is still the same.

The difference is the dry well.

The wall of the well, which was originally full of runes, actually conjured up a broken temple pattern, and there was a hunting dog squatting at the door of the temple.

The devil sent her hand over her.

Suddenly, a flower bloomed in front of his eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in a ruined temple.

It is the broken temple that is transformed by the pattern on the wall of the dry well.

What the hell is going on?

"Woohoo!"

A dog barking made Fu Shiyi wake up, and when she looked down, she saw a wind chasing dog wagging its tail around her excitedly, and after a closer look, she was shocked:

"Old limelight?"

It turned out to be the dead wind chasing dog in Yanyang Mulin East City, when she and the sixteenth and eighteenth brothers also buried it outside the city, and also set up a monument, but how could the dead old limelight appear in this broken temple?

"Woohoo!"

When the old man saw the old master, he was obviously excited, and he stretched out his tongue and licked Fu Shiyi's palm.

It's just that it can't open its mouth to answer Fu Shiyi's doubts.

Fu Shiyi took a turn in the temple, and found that there was nothing else except a clay sculpture with a broken head in the main hall, and the temple was dark all around, she carried a lantern, and was trying to take a look, but was blocked by the old limelight.

"Old limelight, what danger is there in the dark?"

"Wangwang" the old limelight barked twice, indicating that it was correct.

Seeing this, Fu Shiyi gave up and stayed in the temple for a while, but there was nothing to gain, and his mind moved, and he returned to the space again, although the land in the space did not contain aura, but it was also more than a hundred acres of land.

Fu Shiyi planted a lot of fruit trees in it.

Among the common varieties of sweet oranges, there are no less than 20 varieties of Hamlin sweet oranges, rock sugar oranges, big red sweet oranges and seedless big red sweet oranges, as well as golden oranges and volingxia oranges.

Over the years, she has used what she learned about fruit trees at the first university.

It has been improved on the basis of ordinary sweet oranges, and several varieties have been cultivated with sweeter and better taste.

Now that a few years have passed, the fruit trees have grown and borne fruit, and the whole space is filled with a good smell of fruit, Fu Shiyi's heart moved, and his hands quickly pinched the trick, and the ripe fruit trees fell into the sack she had prepared in advance.

In order to make the most of the space.

In the past eight years, she has also used Nanzhu to make a shelf that is almost as high as the space of Zhihai.

And use spells to fix them.

In this way, hoarding these fruits does not take up much space.

Now there are three rows of shelves, and one row is already full of sacks.

If you use it to feed your stomach, you can probably spend three months in peace with the people of a small village.

Fu Shiyi, who was busy with his life, suddenly thought of a possibility:

"Xiaokong, did you save my sister at a critical moment? It must be you, right?"

As always, Xiaokong didn't respond, but the more Fu Shiyi thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility was very high, and it was precisely because of absorbing the green ghost that the dry well would have this change.

"Thank you, Xiaokong, I saved my sister again, don't worry, when my sister becomes a great monk in the future, I will definitely repay you well." ”

Fu Shiyi's mood instantly improved, and he was busy for a while, picking three acres of fruit forest.

Hearing what seemed to be movement outside, she withdrew from the space.

But it was the fourth brother who turned back.

Seeing that she and Sanniang were safe and sound, the fourth brother breathed a sigh of relief and felt ashamed at the same time: "Eleven, the clan asked me to take you into the Southern Wilderness, but something like this happened as soon as I arrived at the entrance, fortunately, you are fine, otherwise I have what face to see your father." ”

"Fu Lang, what does this have to do with you. ”

Mengniang, who was following the fourth brother, interrupted before Fu Shiyi could speak: "This green ghost is originally coming for your sister." If it weren't for her...... What's going on?"

Meng Niang frowned halfway through her words, and then asked Fu Shiyi to force out a drop of blood.

Fu Shiyi frowned and did not nod. Onmyoji's methods are strange and endless, how could she casually send her own blood to others as soon as she meets her face.

Mengniang looked at the fourth brother a little anxiously.

The fourth brother coughed lightly, a little unnaturally and said:

"Eleven, you just do what Mengniang says, I'....... I have been with her for more than ten years, and we are all a family, so you can rest assured that she has no intention of harming you. ”

Fu Shiyi glanced at the frank Mengniang, and then at the fourth brother who bowed his head, and was surprised.

The fourth brother actually got along with an onmyoji, no wonder the clan has repeatedly mentioned various family affairs to him over the years, but he has been politely rejected for various reasons, it turns out that he has already had a sweetheart.

Seeing this, Fu Shiyi naturally had nothing to do, and the sword finger slashed across the abdomen of his hand, and a drop of blood came out.

Mengniang stepped forward and looked at it for a long time.

Dip a little more in your mouth and taste it.

Puzzled: "Strange, could it be that I was wrong before, but the smell is clear?"

Fu Shiyi saw that Mengniang was chattering, so he gave the fourth brother a look, and the fourth brother spoke: "Mengniang, you just said that the green ghost is coming for Eleven, why is this?"

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