traveler of time and space

"Formation?"

As soon as Su Ziyu pushed the door and entered, the scene in front of him changed automatically. The original small western-style building turned into a green bamboo forest, and right in front was a green bamboo house like a world of calligraphy and painting.

phantom?

wrong!

Kind of like a world in a painting.

"It seems that Qingxingdeng's strength has also improved a lot in the past 1000 years." Su Ziyu's eyes flashed a ray of light, and he closed his eyes directly to perceive the illusion space in front of him.

——"Psionic teleportation."

Su Ziyu didn't bother to pay attention to the things in the illusion, and stepped out to return to the real world.

at this time.

He was already standing in the small courtyard outside.

"Stop here!"

"This is the residence of Lord Qing Xingdeng, you are not allowed to enter without your permission!"

On both sides of the small courtyard, the lanterns that were originally only for decoration suddenly lit up, and then a cloud of mist emerged, and two maids wearing white grimace masks appeared in Su Ziyu's sight.

Qing Xingdeng has many such maids under his command.

"Don't you know me?" Su Ziyu frowned slightly, it seemed that these grimacing maids should have been subdued within 1000 years.

The two maids wearing white grimace masks glanced at each other, stopped in front of Su Ziyu, and said in a concentrated voice: "No entry! Get back quickly!"

"Isn't Qing Xing Deng at home?" Su Ziyu frowned.

Looks like it's not there.

Otherwise, there would never be just two grimacing maids showing up.

——"Spiritual suggestion!"

Su Ziyu's eyes looked at the two ghost girls in front of him, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly: "I am a friend of Lord Qingxingdeng."

"Let me in."

The voice fell.

The eyes of the two maids wearing white grimace masks were in a daze, and then they retreated into the light by themselves. Before disappearing, they respectfully said: "My lord, please come in."

Su Ziyu smiled, pushed the door open and entered.

Qing Xingdeng's residence is decorated in a very ordinary small villa style. There is a revolving gold-plated staircase in the center of the hall, facing a large row of soft sofas, filled with pillows, and some miscellaneous snacks and fruits. Each has a room, one with a piano and one with a guzheng, and it looks like they haven't been moved for a long time.

There are some calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, most of them are pavilions, high mountains and flowing water. The most eye-catching one is a poem, which is actually Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow".

"There are so many snacks piled up." Su Ziyu casually picked up a pack of shrimp crackers and looked at it, then tore it open and tasted it.

A little salty.

He got up directly and went to the second floor. Qing Xingdeng's boudoir should be on the right side. Su Ziyu didn't go in either, and walked directly to the second room on the left.

This is the study.

Su Ziyu pushed the door open and saw a lot of sketches, as well as a lot of waste paper thrown in the trash can.

He casually picked up a drawing and looked at it, and sure enough, it was the outline of Qing Ji, but it was the one without clothes. The drawing was only about a third completed, and Qing Xingdeng seemed to have something to stop Painting left in a hurry.

"what?"

"It's still locked?" Su Ziyu looked down at the locked drawer in front of him.

A flick of the finger.

The drawer in front of her was directly shaken open, and then Su Ziyu took out a large stack of original paintings from it. Most of the protagonists were cockroaches, and they seemed to be almost finished works. The clothes were basically a little bit, and the posture was graceful and beautiful. Kind of like body art.Su Ziyu flipped to the bottom and saw the original painting of Xue Nu, but it was nothing. What really shocked Su Ziyu was the original painting on the bottom.

"This!……"

"Is this Yan Mo?..." Su Ziyu clicked his tongue, and looked up and down the original painting of Yan Mo in front of him.

Qing Xingdeng still wants her dog's head, Yan Mo's original painting is just less dressed, more interesting, not clean, and there is only this original painting at the bottom, it seems that she doesn't dare to mess around.

Don't want the lamp head?

A wisp of sparks ignited from Su Ziyu's fingertips, directly burning the drawings.

Qing Xingdeng is not here.

She should have been out for a while.

Su Ziyu walked around in the study, and saw the sketches of the ghost girl Hongye, which seemed to be some of the characters she planned to draw next.

The next room is a wardrobe and a shoe cabinet.

Su Ziyu raised her hand and opened it to look. The wardrobe on the left is kimono, the wardrobe on the right is modern clothing, and there are mostly high-heeled shoes in the shoe cabinet. She seems to prefer blue and blue, and many clothes are of the same color. .

The third floor is quite special.

The decoration is that kind of classical Japanese style, there are many wooden cabinets, and in the center is a pool, in which there are two pieces of jade, one black and one white, and some strange things are placed around it.

"This should be the eye of the array."

Su Ziyu looked casually, but did not damage the contents.

"Hundred Stories" is not here.

Qingxing Lantern should be carried with her, Su Ziyu still wants to see what she is going to do.

Go back to the first floor.

Su Ziyu lay casually on the sofa, reached out and brought an orange over, then picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

But when he turned the stage boringly.

suddenly.

There was a slight cold snort from outside, followed by a cold female voice: "I've only been away for a few days, yet a mouse dares to come into my house?"

The corners of Su Ziyu's mouth curled slightly, and he stood up straight away and said, "Mouses don't have that much courage."

"You should say that it is a joy to have friends coming from afar."