fairy wife

It can't be burned...

The quality is really good! It is definitely not a fake or shoddy product.

If it burns to death, Qiuqiu will inevitably shed tears for the fragility of her sea of ​​consciousness.

But now the sadness and tears are saved, the real problem is that I still have no idea how to get out.

When Qiuqiu turned her head to look, she became even more angry and evil from her heart.

Shi'er actually leisurely enjoyed the flowers there.

The flowers are ugly like that, dense and sparse, and they look so weird.

Of course, this is mainly due to problems with Qiuqiu's painting, so the flowers grow according to the problematic structure.

Can't this person help her think about it?

Really the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry.

Qiuqiu's teeth creaked.

Can she modify his clothes with a pen now?Just cut off a section of him next time!

Qiuqiu secretly took a pen and made three gestures at him.

Of course, this pen was not against the sky so much that it suddenly released a laser-like sword energy, cutting off Shi'er's clothes with a bang.

She just let out a breath of sulking, but Shi'er suddenly turned her head to look at her, Qiuqiu immediately pointed the tip of her pen at the ground, and quickly showed him a flattering smile.

Obviously, her expression vividly explained what is called "300 taels of silver here".

Shi'er just glanced at her lightly, then turned his head away.

It seems that he really did what he said!If he said he wouldn't help her, he really wouldn't help her, so he just gave her a reminder.

Qiuqiu rubbed and rubbed against the paper under her feet, trying everything.But they couldn't leave any traces on the paper, and instead made themselves out of breath.

This paper is definitely not real paper.

It is not afraid of burning, and it cannot be torn.

It seems that it is impossible to make a strong breakthrough.

And what Shi'er said was, in one thought.

For a strong breakthrough, these four words have nothing to do with one thought.

"Take a break and take your time to find it."

Qiuqiu replied feebly: "Oh..."

I felt very novel when I first entered this world, but now I see a vast expanse of white color everywhere, which seems empty and monotonous.

And more than that.

There is another feeling...

Just not practical.

The real world has never been like this anywhere, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't feel like the real world.

It's okay to come in and play for a while.But staying in such a place for a long time is lifeless and makes people feel uncomfortable all over.

Where is the way out?How can I leave this place?

Shi'er looked so calm and relaxed, it could be seen that he was not in a hurry at all.

Of course, maybe he is very good at self-cultivation and anxious, but Qiuqiu can't see it.

But Qiuqiu thought.He said the method of getting out so lightly, it can be seen that the method must not be difficult.

The direction of her thinking seems to have gotten into a dead end. If she continues to follow this road, she may not be able to achieve results after tossing for a long time.

You have to think in a different direction.

in a moment……

It must not be difficult to do this, and it must be something she can and can do.

what will she dowhat can be done

From to this space.She also scribbled and scribbled everywhere, throwing ink ideas all over the place.Also drew a Shi'er.

These things all depend on Moshuang.

Qiuqiu looked at the pen in his hand.

If she wants to go out, she must fall on Moshuang.

No, you can't always think about going out, just now she was thinking all the way, and she wanted to enter a dead end.

Think about it from another angle.

For example... If she is not going out from this place now, but outside this space.What if you want to come in?

If you want to enter a landlord, of course you have to find an entrance.

People want to be in a place.To find... the portal, of course.

Shi'er looked at Qiuqiu sitting there in a daze for a while, squinting her eyes and biting her lip, looking very cute in a daze.

When she is concentrating on one thing, the energy is especially contagious.

Qiuqiu suddenly half-kneeled on the ground and began to draw on the paper with ink cream.

A long vertical line, turning, turning, finally turned into a rectangular frame.

Qiuqiu moved back a little, looked at the rectangle she had drawn, picked up the pen and added a handle to the frame.

With this handle, the empty box looks transformed.

It's like a door.

In fact, it really does become a door.

Qiuqiu reached out to pull the doorknob.

The door was opened.

A gust of wind hit her face, Qiuqiu half opened her mouth and looked at the scenery beyond the door.

She had never felt such rich and moving colors.Compared with the blankness behind her, everything in front of her was so moved that she wanted to cry.

"It's really done... It turns out that the way out can be found so easily."

Shi'er stood behind her.

"Look, it's really easy."

"yes……"

Qiuqiu understood now that Shi'er was right.

Going out is indeed just a matter of thought.

Why didn't she expect to draw a door just now?

How stupid.

After spending so much effort, the result turned out to be so simple, so simple that Qiuqiu felt that she was too stupid after taking a detour for a long time.

This world is formed by her consciousness.

But why is there such a blank closed space in her consciousness, imprisoning herself in it?

Qiuqiu stood by the door, holding the doorknob tightly.

After finding a way to get out, she can leave at any time, but the doubts in Qiuqiu's heart only increase.

Why was her consciousness imprisoned by herself when they were doing double cultivation well?

If she hadn't drawn Shi'er by accident and brought him here, how long would she have been stuck here?Maybe she couldn't leave after trying her best...

Just the slightest thought of this possibility makes one feel swollen.

"what happened?"

Qiuqiu looked at Shi'er: "I was thinking, what's going on here."

"The answer is all in your own heart." Shi'er patted her head: "Let's go."

Shi'er said he was leaving.Of course, Qiuqiu didn't get too entangled in this issue——

Her attention was quickly diverted, and she immediately began to worry about another matter.

When Shi'er touched her head just now, why did it feel like she was dismissing kittens and puppies?She is his lover. If you want to comfort her, you can choose other actions, such as kissing, holding hands, wrapping your shoulders or waist...

Whichever is fine, why not touch your head?

It was to show off his height.Or is her status or IQ in his eyes on the same level as kittens and puppies?

Qiuqiu stepped out of the door, followed by Shi'er.

When she looked back, the blank world behind the door had countless cracks, and it was broken into countless fragments in the blink of an eye, and disappeared without a trace.

And they are still standing under the old tree by the lake, everything is as if they have never left.Dabai lay down at the root of the tree and took a nap.Huo'er was still in the lake water, spitting bubbles out of the water from time to time.This is the place where he has stayed for hundreds of years, and he is at home when he comes here, he is very comfortable and comfortable.

Qiuqiu turned her head and glanced at Shi'er, not without regret.What Shi'er was wearing was not the gauze bathrobe, but the original robe on him.It is tightly wrapped, from head to toe, without revealing anything.

"Go back first, Huo'er can stay here temporarily."

Qiuqiu nodded.

They really can't stay here forever.

When I returned to Fengxian Pavilion, it was obvious that not long had passed, but Qiuqiu actually had the feeling of "finally coming back".It's like going out for a long trip and being away from home for a long time.Seeing the teacup in hand feels like it's been a long time, but the tea in the cup is still warm.Proof that they were never far away at all.

"are you tired?"

Qiuqiu leaned on his shoulder unceremoniously.

She feels weird now.

The body is not tired at all, but the mind is tired.

Her hand unconsciously stroked the ink cream.

She has no talent for drawing.The understanding of Taoism is not high, and it is completely different from that senior Shang.

Why can I get such a precious and extraordinary inheritance?

Why did Senior Shang pass her a pen?

Qiuqiu didn't think deeply about this question before, but what happened now made her unable to stop thinking about it.

Cultivation of the Tao pays attention to the word fate.

This word is the most illusory, difficult to explain, and can be met but not sought.

What did Senior Shangzhen want to tell her?Or do you hope she can realize something?

Qiuqiu measured the barrel of the pen with her hand, stroking it back and forth in her palm.

Shi'er didn't make a sound, just let her lean on her.

The place like the paper world just now appeared in her sea of ​​consciousness, shouldn't it be accidental?

Why, well, she would put herself in such a place?It's like being in a cocoon.That was her sea of ​​consciousness, she trapped herself.

In other words, it is called painting the ground as a prison.

Qiuqiu thought, she has absolutely no reason to have trouble with herself.

What is the mystery in it?

She turned her head and glanced at Shi'er.

Maybe if she asks, Shi'er will give her an answer or a hint.

But the problem was her own... Qiuqiu thought, maybe she should figure it out and solve it by herself.

She relies on Shi'er for everything, so when will she really catch up with him?

Qiuqiu holds her fist!

She has to work hard!Although there is a gap between two people, the gap is also a driving force.

Although Shi'er guessed her psychological activities [-]% of the time, she was absolutely right.

Qiuqiu's inner activities are completely written on her face.A moment of depression, a moment of contemplation, a moment of firmness, and a moment of hesitation.There is no need to guess what is on her mind, she has always been so straightforward.

After thinking about his own direction, Qiuqiu couldn't hide his curiosity and asked Shi'er: "I heard people talking about you when I was in Ziyu Pavilion..." After a pause, Qiuqiu whispered: "It is said that you are only a few miles away from enlightenment and ascension. There is a thin line, and it is because of the inner demon that I got stuck on the last level."

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ps: I'm too tired, and I still have a little Calvin.

The well-thought-out plot can't be expressed. .