Sick beauty loses horse in thriller game

Jin Jiahui said: "At that time, Chu Feng was closing his eyes and attacking us with wind blades. If Wen Ling had not condensed earth walls several times to block Chu Feng's wind blades, I'm afraid we would all be in danger."

Jiang Lai's expression became even more serious when he heard this.

After pondering for a moment, she said, "I'm afraid that because Chu Feng had entered a negative state at that time, he was controlled by the mastermind through sleepwalking, causing him to be judged by the system as... not a player, not one of our companions."

“So, this time everyone was teleported to this time and space because they found Xuan Ji’s five items. Only Chu Feng became an exception.” Wen Ling said.

This turn of events was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Currently, Chu Feng is the only one left there. His situation is probably not optimistic." Jiang Lai said, "It is not impossible for the mastermind behind the scenes to control him now, or even completely control him."

"For us, we can only finish the current tasks as quickly as possible, and then find a way to save him," Wen Ling said.

Everyone was communicating in low voices while paying attention to the surrounding environment.

The place where they are currently is still the lobby on the first floor of the Curio House.

Everything here looked exactly the same as the hall they were familiar with in terms of style, furnishings, layout, etc.

However, there are also very obvious differences.

That is, everything here is new.

The brand new floor sparkles, the chandelier shines brightly, and the wallpaper patterns are vivid and lively.

Those wooden tables and chairs still have a very fresh smell of wood.

Even the long sofa has a fresh leather smell as if it had just been unpacked.

It is obvious that this is a mansion that has just been built and has complete internal facilities.

"This is... we have returned to the time when the Treasure House was just built?!" Wen Jiao said in surprise.

Jiang Lai nodded and his eyes fell on the old clock in the hall on the first floor.

The entire first floor hall and the entire mansion looked brand new.

Only this heavy-looking old clock looked no different from the one they had seen before, exuding a heavy historical charm that had been accumulated for countless years.

Looking at the old clock, Jiang Lai's heart couldn't help but move.

This old clock gave her a mysterious feeling of spiritual fluctuations.

In the Curio House, could it be that the mastermind who can travel through time and space is actually borrowing some mysterious power from this old clock?

While others were carefully looking at their surroundings, Jiang Lai had already begun to think about how to take the old clock away.

Of course, she would not directly touch the old clock until everyone left this time and space and returned to the original curio house.

After all, they still have to rely on the power of the old clock to lead them through time and space.

At this time, the sound of footsteps coming from outside the door temporarily interrupted Jiang Lai's thoughts.

The door of the Zhenwan Mansion was opened from the outside.

A tall and graceful man, holding a little girl in his right hand and holding an oil painting of a woman in his left hand, walked into the hall of the mansion.

Everyone in the hall was suddenly embarrassed.

"That...we are not..."

Just when Jin Jiahui wanted to explain to the man and tell him that they were not thieves, she lowered her head and was surprised to find that her clothes had been changed into those in the style of the Republic of China. She looked like... a maid or servant in a landlord's house in the old society.

She turned around with some confusion and looked at her companions around her, only to find that they, like her, had also changed into clothes in the style of the Republic of China.

Not only that, there were several new faces in the lobby on the first floor that she had never seen before, as well as... an acquaintance.

It was the man in a long gown who was responsible for guiding them before and appeared every once in a while.

That man was obviously older than the others.

His hair was neatly combed and he stood in front of the others.

When the young man outside the door led the little girl in, the older man in a long gown immediately took the lead and said very respectfully: "Old servant Cheng An, lead the Cheng Mansion maids and servants to welcome the master and the young lady!"

Then, Jin Jiahui felt as if her body was controlled by a mysterious force, which made her bow and salute with the others while saying, "Welcome, Master and Miss!"

"Congratulations, Master and Miss, on your new home!" said the housekeeper Cheng An.

"Congratulations, Master and Miss, on your new home!" others echoed.

Cheng Mujun nodded, squatted down, and said to Xin'er beside him: "Xin'er, from today on, this mansion is our home. Daddy has prepared many novel and interesting gifts for Xin'er in this mansion. Xin'er, you can go and take a look later and see what you like."

"Oh, by the way, before you look at those, you can find a place you like best and hang up your mother's portrait." Cheng Mujun said.

As he spoke, he handed the oil painting in his hand to Xin'er.

Jiang Lai saw that it was a portrait of a very beautiful and gentle woman.

Although it is just a portrait and not a real person, it can still highlight the woman's graceful and elegant temperament, just like the gentle and shy temperament of a water lotus.

Holding hands, an adult and a child went to look for a place to hang the painting.

The others scattered according to the butler's request and completed their own work.

The butler glanced at Jiang Lai and the other players and said to them, "Don't just stand there like wooden stakes. Hurry up and follow the master and the young lady. If they need anything, you guys can serve them at any time."

The players had the same idea, so they did not refuse and quickly followed Cheng Mujun and his daughter who were already walking upstairs.

Not long after, they saw familiar wooden puppets, wooden puppets, bamboo figures, wooden oxen and horses, kites and other items in the rooms that Cheng Mujun had prepared for Xin'er.

"These are the gifts your father prepared for you. You can play with them by yourself in your room, or ask Uncle An and other servants to come and play with you." Cheng Mujun said.

Having said this, he suddenly smiled mysteriously.

"Oh, by the way, Daddy has also prepared a gift for you. Her name is Xuanji. From now on, when Daddy is not at home, Xuanji will be there to accompany you."

Cheng Mujun took Xiner and brought her to a special room.

The room is well decorated and looks particularly warm and beautiful.