Ji Lingyuan is missing, all Ye Qianqiu can do is look for her. However, there seems to be something different here.

Ye Qianqiu remembered that the palace he was entering was built in a field of flowers. The flower field is huge, but no matter how big it is, there is a boundary. At most, it's the size of a city.

However, now, Ye Qianqiu is not standing at the gate of the palace, but at the gate of a city. Or rather, the doorstep of a town that is extremely simple.

The town was very dilapidated, with two rows of houses, stretching down a road.

Ye Qianqiu looked up and saw the outermost archway in the town. There are only three words on the row of buildings, Puteng Town.

I haven't heard of this name yet. Ye Qianqiu also dabbled in the geographical legends of Zhongzhou, but Ye Qianqiu had never heard of this place.

However, it's just a small town, so it's normal that you haven't heard of it. However, the gate of the cemetery leads directly to the entrance of the town, is this cemetery really okay?

Ye Qianqiu raised his feet and walked towards the town.

There are a lot of people in the town, but the polarization is very high. Some people are very beautiful, their clothes are gorgeous, and they are full of fairy spirit.

The other group of people can be described as destitute.

The number of people who exude fairy spirit is far less than that of the poor. Ye Qianqiu remembered that Ji Lingyuan was dressed gorgeously, and she should be quite conspicuous in this town.

So if you ask someone casually, you should be able to ask where Ji Lingyuan is.

Ye Qianqiu quickly found her target, which was a woman selling flowers. Obviously, the people around her were all dressed in tatters, and even skinny and skinny, but the woman was able to quietly squeeze in the middle of this group of people to sell flowers.

Ye Qianqiu walked in front of her.

"Girl, do you want to buy flowers? Linglu irrigation, this flower can be fragrant for half a year, and it is also excellent to make sachets. When the woman saw Ye Qianqiu, she immediately recommended her flowers: "This flower is very cheap, just a cup of condensation." ”

Condensation?

When he heard these two words, Ye Qianqiu frowned.

Condensation this thing, Ye Qianqiu does have it. However, condensation is a kind of medicinal material, and this medicinal material is not difficult to obtain, and of course this is not difficult to obtain, for monks. Ordinary mortals have never even heard of it.

So, this woman who sells flowers is actually a monk? A good monk, if she doesn't cultivate well, why do you come here to sell flowers?

Although he thought so in his heart, Ye Qianqiu didn't say it. She stood by the flower seller's flower basket and carefully looked at the flowers neatly stacked in the flower basket.

Each flower, blooming just right, bright and beautiful, is cut at the moment when the flower is the most beautiful. Exchanging condensation for this flower, although the luxury is a little extravagant, it should also be.

After all, to this extent, it is no longer the flower that is bought, but the skill of the woman who sells flowers.

Ye Qianqiu bought it, and with a cup of condensation, he bought one.

With the flower in his hand, Ye Qianqiu opened his mouth to ask about Ji Lingyuan: "Have you seen a girl dressed in white and wearing a green belt?"

However, after Ye Qianqiu asked this question, the woman who sold flowers did not answer, she looked at Ye Qianqiu and said: "Girl, do you want to buy flowers? Linglu irrigation, this flower can be fragrant for half a year, and it is also excellent to make sachets." This flower is very cheap, just a glass of condensation. ”

This sentence was the same as the previous word, but Ye Qianqiu's brows furrowed.

Pursing his lips and reaching out, he took a flower from the woman's flower basket, but the moment the flower was in his hand, Ye Qianqiu found that the words in his hand had become condensation, which was the condensation he had just given to the other party.

This woman is actually an illusion.

Ye Qianqiu understood.

If this woman is an illusion, then?" Ye Qianqiu turned around and looked at the way he came.

Could it be that the whole town here is an illusion?

Since he knew that this was an illusion, Ye Qianqiu found a way to get rid of this illusion. With the blessing of the previous life's state of mind, Ye Qianqiu should have quickly escaped from this illusion.

However, no matter how hard she tried, this illusion just couldn't go away.

Not only did the illusion she didn't explore disappear, but even the flower seller who had just been discovered by her didn't disappear, and she was still selling flowers over there, and there was no change at all.

In desperation, Ye Qianqiu could only continue to move forward, looking for an opportunity to leave this illusion.

From the head of the town to the tail of the town, Ye Qianqiu didn't find the right opportunity. After walking so many ways, Ye Qianqiu, a monk, also felt that his legs were sore.

Pushing open the door of a dilapidated house, Ye Qianqiu found a wooden stool and sat down. Anyway, everything here is an illusion, and it's not a big deal to just walk into a room.

"Miss Pu. As soon as Ye Qianqiu sat down, he heard someone speak.

The surname Pu is rare, and in this illusion, this voice is the first time that Ye Qianqiu has heard the voice of the illusion so far, how can it not attract Ye Qianqiu's attention.

Ye Qianqiu turned his head and saw the person who made the sound.

It was a young man, a young man who looked quite poor.

Ye Qianqiu has lived for I don't know how many lives, and he has never lived a poor life, no matter how long he has lived or how short he has lived, he has never lived this kind of life where he has to sew many times while wearing clothes.

However, this poor young man has a very good-looking face.

"Miss Pu, the doctor said that this time the medicine of the seventh sister-in-law is missing a medicine primer. The young man dragged a stool, sat next to Ye Qianqiu, and said to her.

At this time, Ye Qianqiu still didn't understand that this young man recognized her as that Pu girl.

"You've mistaken someone, I'm not Miss Pu. Ye Qianqiu opened his mouth to explain. Although she has been reincarnated for many lives, she has only one name, no matter what kind of world she is in, in which life, Ye Qianqiu has always been called Ye Qianqiu.

"Miss Pu, you're kidding again. The young man smiled, and then pointed to Ye Qianqiu's waist: "Miss Pu still has the sachet given by the seventh sister-in-law." ”

Ye Qianqiu wore the sachet once, and because of the sachet, he was teased by Gong Xu. Later, Ye Qianqiu didn't bring a sachet at all.

However, when Ye Qianqiu lowered his head, he saw that he did have a sachet hanging from his waist. Moreover, his body is not a gray magic robe that he wore before entering the secret realm, but a goose-yellow skirt.

Ye Qianqiu was stunned, then stood up suddenly, quickly found the family's kitchen, and saw his current appearance in the water tank.

This face is very beautiful, but it is not her own.

"Miss Pu?" The young man was very strange when he saw Ye Qianqiu's behavior, and followed him to the kitchen with some concern and asked.

"Su Qing, you're here. Just as Ye Qianqiu was thinking about when she became this Pu girl, a woman leaned against the wall and walked in front of her.

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