In the evening, she sent Jinxiu, who had a dinner at home, took a fragrant hot bath, rubbed her sore ankle for a day, and she sighed that she was so old. She and Jinxiu had the feat of walking from 7 am to 6 pm, and she could also walk around the night market at night. Today, she only walked for a long time and became like this. It's really time to get older, and it can't be compared!

Song Jianer suddenly remembered the wooden hairpin I bought on the market in the morning, and grabbed it and searched it. The wooden hairpin was extremely simple in style, but there were auspicious clouds on the tail of the hairpin. Song Jianer gently stroked the wooden hairpin and felt that it was slippery and it felt very delicate when it touched, and it felt much heavier than ordinary wood. It felt like a wood but not a wood or a jade but not a jade. But the feeling of palpitations in the morning did not appear again.

Song Jianer was about to put it on the head of the bed. When she passed by, she seemed to see a beautiful woman in the palace dress on the hairpin. Song Jianer thought she was dazzled and hurriedly took it to her in front of her to take a closer look.

When I looked closely, I saw that there seemed to be a golden light floating in the auspicious cloud carvings of the wooden hairpin. The red and golden light appeared and was wandering between the auspicious clouds in an impermanent way. Song Jian'er rubbed her eyes, thinking that she was dazzled.

I couldn't help but leaned closer and observed carefully, and my hands stroked the lights. The lights seemed to slowly gather together to form a text. The font looked very mysterious, but I couldn't recognize what the specific word was. Song Jian'er pointed his hand into the middle of the word like a devil.

A stronger palpitations than in the morning rose from the bottom of her heart, and then her fingertips felt like they were being shocked. This feeling came from her fingertips straight to her heart. Song Jian'er wanted to retract her fingers, but she found that she seemed to be no longer her own and could not control her.

"Damn it" is Song Jianer's recent memory. Then the darkness in front of her eyes faded. Dark golden light flashed from time to time on Song Jianer's unconscious body, but she didn't know.

I don't know how long it took, Song Jian'er woke up, and the bright light stung her eyes. Song Jian'er suddenly bounced up and looked at herself. It's great, no one was missing, and then she seemed to remember something and rushed over and picked up her phone. Fortunately, it was only 5 pm on Sunday, I just slept for a day. She was all in charge (when is it still thinking about this (*﹏*)~a)

Then his eyebrows stood up and he began to rummage on the bed, trying to find the wooden hairpin that had caused her to be unconscious for a day, but he found nothing. It was impossible to be a real ghost, Song Jian'er's pretty little face immediately wrinkled into a ball.

At this time, Song Jianer felt a burning feeling coming from her chest. When she looked down, a thumb-sized auspicious cloud red gold dark pattern appeared in her heart. Song Jianer was extremely sure that she had no birthmark on her chest since she was young. So what is the one that appeared on her now? She stretched out her hand to wipe the auspicious area. A sense of weightlessness came, and Song Jianer disappeared without a trace.

The feeling of weightlessness gradually disappeared, and Song Jian'er felt her feet step on the ground, and looked around with her eyes half-squinted.

Song Jian'er saw that she was standing in a strange place. I have to say that this place is really beautiful. Compared with the prosperity of a big city, there is a more quiet place here. Under her feet is an exquisite bamboo building, and behind the bamboo building is a misty mist that marks it like a dream. Song Jian'er stood at the door of the bamboo building. The bamboo building is very strange. Unlike ordinary bamboo buildings, the bamboo seems to be full of vitality, and the bamboo leaves condense into crystal dewdrops in the sun.

There is a lotus pond below the bamboo building. The water of the pond is filled with mist, and lotus flowers grow in it looms. The lotus is different from what Song Jianer usually sees. At least she can say with certainty that she has never seen lotus inlaid with gold edges on the petals. This is not a fake flower. Song Jianer is very sure, it may be a mutant variety.

A curved wooden bridge on the lotus pond connects the bamboo building and the ground. The bamboo bridge is like the bamboo building. The bamboo body is clear and green, as green as jade, full of vitality. Song Jian'er stepped on the bamboo bridge and walked through the misty lotus pond. In front of it was a large area of ​​cultivated land. The land was dark and purple, which could be seen very fertile. There were unknown herbs planted on the ground. Although Song Jian'er had never planted the fields, at least she could still recognize that this kind of thing was not crops. In the past, it was an idle farmland, which made Song Jian'er scream that it was a pity. It would be great if she planted some cabbage or something. It was indeed the first reaction of the foodie.

Crossing this plowing field, there is a small peach blossom forest. The peach trees in the forest are in full bloom in speechless flowers and some are full of fruits. Does the fruit trees here mature regardless of time? Song Jianer's head is covered with black lines. A path covered with transparent colorful stones leads to the depths of the peach forest, but there is a lot of fog inside. Song Jianer walked closer and looked closely and saw that there were no stones here, it was clearly jadeite. Jianer took a breath of cold air. What a luxurious road.

Walking on this path in the forest, Song Jianer's mouth twitched, remembering the jade pendant that she used to be like a piece of water, but she was interested for a long time because the price was enough for 2ooo to be enough for her monthly salary. Now she actually stepped on jadeite with a water of thousands of times better than it as a stone. Song Jianer felt like the world was fantasy.

Walking through the peach forest and passing through a small fog, at the end of the path is a clear pond. The pool water is surrounded by a circle of white jade, and one cold and one heat gathers on both sides at the clear pond, and a small vortex is formed in the center of the Qingqing pond. The pool water does not look deep, but the bottom of the pool is covered with white jade. The inlet is composed of two mountain streams, and there is a fog behind the mountain and I can't see what is there. The pool water can't see the outlet when I see the inlet, but I just feel that the water keeps pouring in, but the water level does not rise, which looks a bit weird.

"By the way, it's the sound!" He clenched his fist with his right hand and hit the palm of his left hand. Song Jianer finally found something wrong. It was very quiet here. There were no insects and birds singing in the forest, no fish and shrimps in the water, and no bees and butterflies dancing. It seemed like a still picture. After walking for so long, something was wrong. It made people admire Song Jianer's nerves.

Although Song Jianer really wanted to try the hot spring and also wanted to try the big peaches hanging on the trees, this strange scene stopped her desire to explore. What exactly is this? Song Jianer thought of the bamboo building. Will there be any clues there? Song Jianer bit her teeth and turned around and ran back.

The second time I stood in front of the bamboo house.

"Is anyone there inside? Can I come in?" Song Jian'er gritted her teeth, reached out and knocked on the door.

The answer to her was tranquility.

"Isn't anyone at home? Then I'm in!" He pushed open the door carefully.

What I saw in front of me made Song Jianer open her mouth wide. It was different from the natural wildness outside. The carved styles in the house looked magnificent and exquisitely decorated. It seemed that she had entered an ancient palace thousands of years ago. The exquisitely carved furniture was exquisitely made. When she breathed, she could vaguely smell the unique fragrance of wood. Each piece seemed to have a sense of historical weight. Although Song Jianer could not tell which dynasty craft was, it did not prevent her from appreciating this lifelike carving. There were exquisite patterns on the handles of the chair, which was extremely amazing.

Behind the main seat is a huge screen. After passing through the screen is a staircase leading directly to the second floor. On both sides of the staircase are two small ear rooms. In the middle is a large tea room with tea tasting utensils. On the wall is a pipa made of white jade, and in front is a piano table with a guqin. There are two instruments that look a bit like a harp. Jian'er did not recognize what it was, but she felt that she must have lived in before. She should be a versatile and elegant man.

Walking along the stairs into the second floor, a wall composed of colorful light appeared at the entrance of the building. The five-color light kept rotating and intersected in the middle of the light wall to form a gray color. This gray color seemed to be able to suck the whole person in. Song Jian'er stretched out her hand as if she was called, and then her whole person was dissolved into these colors.

I don’t know how long it took, as if it was a moment, and as if it had been ten thousand years, Song Jianer slowly came out from the other side of the wall, and this time she really stood on the ground on the second floor.

Unlike the magnificent hall on the first floor, the second floor looks very simple. In the middle of the main hall, there is a incense table, and a bunch of vines and grass woven below. There is a woman like a banished immortal. The three thousand black hairs are not all tied up, but a wooden hairpin is worn at the base, which looks like the wooden hairpin she bought before. There is a long and natural scattered strand on both sides of her cheeks. There is a blooming lotus-shaped mark in the middle of her smooth forehead. She is wrapped in a light green garment, wearing a white gauze, revealing her graceful neck and vague collarbone. She does not wear shoes and socks under her feet. Her crystal-like toes are like carved from good white jade. The most attractive thing about the fairy's beautiful face is her bright eyes, as if she is flashing with countless starlights. It seems that she can suck away the souls of a person for a long time.

Song Jian'er took a breath and shook her head hard, not daring to look at it again.

She lowered her head and looked at the incense table in front. There was only one incense burner on the incense table, and three incense sticks were placed next to it. Apart from that, there were no other offerings. No matter what, Song Jian'er felt that she had broken into someone else's family and was rude. She was also willing to give incense sticks to others.

Song Jian'er knelt on the bunk in the middle and gave a three-beat salute. Then she got up and picked up the three incense sticks beside the stove. The incense stick suddenly ignited without fire. Song Jian's heart broke out, but in the end she realized that she was just rude and did not move her master's things. She had a clear conscience and respectfully inserted the incense on the incense burner, and then returned to the mat to salute again.
Chapter completed!