Early the next morning, Yang Laosan and Li Tiezhu went to buy materials for building houses. The workers who had signed up in the village had already started preparing early, and the building project was in full swing.
By the 15th day, the depth of the foundation of the house was almost reached. After all, there is strength in numbers.
As night fell, Yang Jinfan walked around in front of the newly dug mound and returned to the house with satisfaction. Yang Laosan and the others came back from town and were unloading goods in the yard. Wang was busy in the kitchen, so she went back to herself.
The consciousness of the room suddenly entered the space.
As soon as he entered the space, Yang Jinfan realized something was wrong.
Why does it feel like the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the space is much thinner today, and the surrounding vegetation is not as vibrant as before. A breeze blew, and Yang Jinfan even shivered unconsciously.
Everything around him seemed not quite right. Yang Jinfan frowned, feeling that something was missing in the open space in front of him.
Right!
The Great Temple is missing!
In its place was a mansion that resembled a mortal one. Although it was very grand, it was incomparable to the magical palaces of the past.
Yang Jinfan pushed the door open and walked into the mansion. The mansion was brightly lit, and the night view of the Royal Palace was nothing more than that. It had a quiet and dreamy feel. There was also a swing in the yard, but it looked a bit old.
Yang Jinfan looked around, feeling as if she had accidentally entered the emperor's harem. She even wondered whether the seventh baby had moved away without telling her.
The space is very different from the past. In the past, the space was always as bright as daytime and the sun was shining brightly. Today, it is indeed a dark blue dusk, and the sky is full of stars. It is clearly the fifteenth day, but there is only no moon hanging high in the sky.
The slightly desolate scene made Yang Jinfan feel depressed, and he was probably sure that Mi Qibao had moved away.
When Yang Jinfan was secretly feeling disappointed, a little pink dumpling was walking towards her quietly, stood beside her, stretched out his little hand and tugged at her clothes.
Yang Jinfan glanced around and saw no one, nor did he feel any other strange smells around him.
"If you're not blind, just look down."
An impatient little breast sound sounded, and Yang Jinfan subconsciously looked down and saw a pink and tender little breast baby like a little fairy boy, raising his round little head and looking at her seriously.
Yang Jinfan carefully looked at the face of the little baby, suddenly realized, and said uncertainly: "Seventh baby?"
The little baby stood at attention and nodded slightly: "Well, I'm not blind, it's me."
Yang Jinfan seemed to have discovered a new world. He knelt down and looked at her, his smile gradually widening.
"Really Yashen-kun? Have you turned into a child on a whim?"
After saying that, as if possessed by a demon, he stretched out his hand and pinched Mi Qibao's plump, smooth and tender little face.
Mi Qibao reached out to wave her hand away several times without success. Just as he waved it away, his hand came towards her face again. After a few times, she simply stopped struggling and allowed Yang Jinfan to make a fuss, with a sullen face.
, to express one’s dissatisfaction with expressions.
"I am not that free. This is the sequelae of the severe damage to the soul before the return of the Lord of All Things. Every fifteenth day in the mortal world, my divine power will suddenly weaken, only equivalent to
An ordinary little fairy, because of her magical power
It is too thin and cannot support my original chaotic divine body, so it becomes what it is now. The space transformed by my divine power will also change accordingly, but as long as the time in the mortal world passes, I will
It can be restored to its original state.”
While Yang Jinfan was listening to the reason, he took the miniature version of Mi Qibao into his arms and played with it. It was so small that it was only about the size of a half-year-old child. What was different from a child was that it was a little fairy that could run and jump.
Yang Jinfan grinned from the corner of his mouth to the back of his ears. His seven-year-old body was now like an adult in front of Mi Qibao, and he could easily pick Mi Qibao up and hold him in his arms.
"Such a small one is so cute. How nice that I can still hold you!"
"Hmph." Mi Qibao snorted coldly.
"If it weren't for my lack of magical power, I would have transformed a mirror in front of you so that you could take a good look at what you look like now. You look like a human trafficker who abducted children."
Mi Qibao's mouth was unforgiving, but his little body leaned lazily in Yang Jinfan's arms.
"Nonsense, how can there be such a trafficker who is so popular and loved by everyone?"
Yang Jinfan retorted, she is still a child now!
"Humph, I don't have any self-awareness."
Mi Qibao fell asleep in Yang Jinfan's arms. She was most easily tired during this period. The injury was so severe that she slept for tens of thousands of years, and her soul still had not fully recovered.
Yang Jinfan felt the tiredness and dependence of the little baby in his arms, so he stopped talking and quietly carried her to the palace.
"By the way," Mi Qibao raised his little head, half-squinted his big dark eyes, and reminded in Yang Jinfan's ear, "This is the day of the month when my divine power is at its weakest. If someone finds out about you at this time,
I have no control over your fate."
Yang Jinfan disagreed: "My destiny is determined by God, so what if I know it? How much can strange powers and chaos influence me? My own destiny is ultimately in my own hands."
Mi Qibao put his little head back on Yang Jifan's shoulder: "You are my indentured servant. Naturally, no one can control your fate. But if someone has evil thoughts and wants to replace you or get rid of you, I will
You won’t care either.”
Yang Jinfan sniffed pretentiously: "God doesn't care about me, I'm so sad~"
Mi Qibao raised his little hand and slapped her face: "Before you entered the space, I felt a force from the north detecting your fate. Although I couldn't detect it accurately, I could still know you.
’s approximate location.”
"I was picked up by my parents. Even my parents don't know my birth date. How could that power know it? If I don't know my birth date, how can I find out my fate?"
Yang Jinfan wondered, could it be that her biological parents were using her birth date to find her?
"This is your mortal matter, and I have no way of knowing about it. I am telling you this matter just for the sake of your master-servant relationship with me, so that you can be more mentally prepared. Okay, I will
I put it on the couch, and you can go and take a dip in the spiritual pool. Although the space has changed, the spiritual power of the spiritual spring water has not changed."
"Okay, I have written down what the Lord God said. Don't worry, I will pay attention. Just rest peacefully."
After placing Mi Qibao on the bed and pulling the Shenyunjin quilt to cover her little body, Yang Jinfan walked out of the mansion.
After taking a bath, Yang Jinfan came out of the space.
At night, she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Who was looking for her?
Could they be her biological parents?
Yang Jinfan reached out and touched the position of his right collarbone. There was a pink butterfly-shaped birthmark there, which was hidden by clothing and no one else could see it.
If she were her parents, why not search for her based on her birthmark?