She runs a store in another world

"Shall we change with him?" Wen Ying asked. Based on the boy's temperament, they probably would have to use force. But this is not a big problem. The main thing is can he be changed?
"No need." Song Lin looked at the person in the distance who was asking who was in the same room as him. The ruby ​​on his forehead shone slightly, and a red thread slowly wrapped around the gold medal in his hand, as well as the gold medal of the person far away. .

"Wow." Wen Ying noticed in the blink of an eye that the sign in Song Lin's hand turned into the same Gengzi as hers.

"Then can you." She suddenly had a small idea.

"No, this is not my dungeon. If I use too much of my magic power, the owner of the dungeon will discover it." Song Lin shattered Wen Ying's beautiful illusions. Just the little bit of magic power he showed just now, the immortal envoys They all looked over.

"Oh." Wen Ying sighed. Sure enough, there are no shortcuts in life.

And the man over there has been looking for a roommate who is also a Gengzi. In his heart, he still hopes for a timid beauty so that he can love her so much.

"You and I live in the same room." A tall man with a beard patted the man on the shoulder.

"You and I are not the same. I belong to Gengzi and you belong to Bingwu." The man said after looking at the sign in the big man's hand. He was frightened to death. Fortunately, he got the wrong one. He didn't want to be in the same room with this big man.

"Are you blind? You are from Bingwu, too." Dahan looked at the man as if he were a fool, and he didn't want to be in the same room with him. He looked like a loser, but he must not get in trouble with him.

The man looked at his sign and rubbed his eyes in disbelief. What he just saw was clearly Gengzi, why did it become Bingwu?

Wen Ying laughed out loud, looking at the man holding the sign with a disheveled look on his face, looking heartbroken.

Just now he had caught the girl asking questions, and everyone could see what he was thinking. Now he deserved it, and he should sleep with the strong man.

"It seems that you have found your companions, so come with us."

After the immortal envoy finished speaking, he walked up the high stone steps, and all the tourists followed suit. The white dresses were sacred and elegant, and the high pavilions and pavilions made Wen Ying think of a pilgrimage.

But are they really worshiping immortals?
Wen Ying saw many people with smiles and followed the immortal envoy, and couldn't wait to go up. In a blink of an eye, most of the people had gone up the stone steps, leaving only Wen Ying and Song Lin.

As soon as Wen Ying stepped up the steps, she stepped on the hem of her skirt. If Song Rin hadn't caught her, she would have fallen to pieces.

Smiling a little awkwardly, she straightened out the layered skirt and held it in her hand, "I've never worn a skirt like this, so I'm not used to it."

I don’t understand how this copy is quite ceremonial. With such a gorgeous dress, her skirt touched the floor, and the fringe on her head was troublesome and kept hitting her in the face.

Song Rin looked at the girl who lowered her head to straighten her skirt. The thin tassels on her face swayed with her movements, reflecting a little light. He stretched out his arm in front of Wen Ying, "Here, I will help you."

Wen Ying raised her head, looked at Song Lin's face, then looked at the arm in front of her, and took her hand, "Thank you."

Song Lin helped Wen Ying go up. Because he was taking care of Wen Ying, Song Linye slowed down, and the two of them gradually fell to the end.

But it doesn't seem to matter, because the immortal envoy seems to be some kind of machine, with a fixed mindset. He must wait until everyone is present before starting the next link. So when Wen Ying and the others came up, everyone was looking at them. Wen Ying was really embarrassed by this scene.

Because everyone has arrived, the immortal envoy started the next step of the introduction, "The name of this building is Wenxian Tower. It is where you will stay temporarily. Later, the immortal envoy will send you nectar and jade liquid."

After saying that, she actually flew towards the higher attic, just like the flying goddess in the Dunhuang murals.

Wen Ying was dumbfounded. He could fly. It was also in the dungeon. Could Song Rin also be able to fly?

But before Wen Ying could ask, Song Rin replied: "No."

Wen Ying’s inner os: I haven’t spoken yet!
Song Lin looked at Wen Ying and said, "I can tell."

Wen Ying's little thoughts were always shown on her face, and it was easy for him to know what she was thinking.

After this appearance, the tourists became more convinced, and some of them knelt down and kowtowed.

Wen Ying clicked his tongue a few times, "It always feels like this is some kind of cult organization, ready to brainwash us and then ask me to donate my soul."

"It's not a soul, it's a body of flesh and blood." Song Lin corrected that the soul was bound by the Eden system, and the ghosts in the copy only got human flesh and blood.

Wen Ying felt cold just thinking about it, but what was this nectar and jade liquid? She touched her chin curiously and said, "In mythology, one can become an immortal by drinking nectar and jade liquid."

"Immortals are not so easy to achieve." Song Lin said disdainfully, not to mention that this is the Garden of Eden, and those who are a little bit are never immortals.

"Let's go find a house too." Wen Ying looked at this towering tall building, which looked a bit like an ancient building. It had double eaves and octagonal eaves. The upper floor was surrounded by vermilion corridors, and the roof was paved with glazed tiles, shining in the sun. .

This building has ten floors, which should correspond to the ten heavenly branches, and the first floor corresponds to twelve rooms, which are the twelve earthly branches, and she is Gengzi, which is the first room on the seventh floor.

Wen Ying walked along the buttress to the seventh floor. Today she was on the stair rail. She climbed it just now, and now she climbs it again.

By the time she reached the seventh floor, she was almost paralyzed from exhaustion. If it weren't for Song Lin's support, she would have to sit on the ground.

Wen Ying opened the door and couldn't wait to go in, wanting to sit down and rest, but was so surprised by what she saw that she forgot about her fatigue, because this was so rich!
Inside the house, I saw cloud-top sandalwood as the beams, crystal jade walls as the lamps, pearls as the curtains, and Fan Jin as the pillar foundations. A six-foot-wide agarwood bed was hung with a crocodile gauze tent, embroidered with pearls and silver all over the tent. The begonias are swaying in the wind, like falling into the clouds and the phantom sea.

Wow! Wen Ying looked like he was blinded. He walked to the table and touched the teacup on the table. Even the cup was made of fine white jade.

"This dungeon is too luxurious. In history, it would be worthy of a queen to live here."

Song Rin watched Wen Ying fumble around happily, and couldn't bear to tell her that everything in the copy could be fabricated, just like the blooming roses in his copy had never bloomed, and she was now The incense burner he is holding is most likely the skull of a tourist.