A New Character Every Month

The cool breeze blows Lin Zian's hair.

This side of the door is the bedroom, and the other side of the door is the woods with peach blossoms falling slowly.

"It's fine if you can use it."

Lin Zian breathed a sigh of relief, took a step forward, and went to the other side of the door.

Seeing the beautiful peach blossoms slowly falling in the wind and waves, he stretched out his hand to catch a few, and his mood improved a lot.

study.

Feng Yuxi was staring at the animation box.

On the screen, a man who looks like a poor scholar and a woman who looks like a lady are talking to each other in the courtyard behind the back of the woman's family.

"It's so pitiful. How can there be such bad parents who want to tear up their daughter's happiness and force her to marry a man she doesn't like."

Feng Yuxi's eye circles were reddish, with tears flickering faintly.

With sobs, she took out a handkerchief and wiped her eyes.

"Ok?"

At this moment, she suddenly turned her head and looked at the study door which was quietly closed by herself.

Seeing that there was no movement, he couldn't help covering his chest and let out a sigh of relief.

"Oh, what am I afraid of?"

After Feng Yuxi realized that he was afraid, he quickly defended himself: "Mr. Lin said he gave me this animation box, and I didn't use it to do anything shameful. At most, I changed it while Mr. Lin was away. Putting a book in there is nothing scary!"

"but……"

She looked at the slightly handsome animated male scholar on the screen, and now the plot developed to the point where the scholar was discussing elopement with the ladies.

Lin Zian's figure appeared in his mind, his earlobes gradually turned red, and he muttered to himself: "If I encounter that kind of thing, maybe I will go too... No!"

She quickly shook her head and denied, "Father is very enlightened and will never do anything against my will."

At this moment, his face suddenly changed.

Feng Yuxi stretched out her right hand, and there was a simple mirror on her fair and delicate hand.

This is a very standard bronze mirror, with a vague image reflected on it, and there are complex and gorgeous decorations on the edge of the mirror.

"Show!"

She made a decision with her left hand.

The bronze mirror suddenly rippled like the surface of water.

After a breath.

The picture reflected in the mirror turned out to be the peach grove outside.

At this moment, in addition to a few peach trees that are not young, there is also a man and a pink door.

"Master Lin? Wasn't he still upstairs just now? Why did he suddenly appear there?"

Feng Yuxi's eyes were full of doubts, and she was not in the mood to watch even the plot in the animation box had reached its climax, and her eyes were fixed on the mirror.

A formation has already been set up here, and once something abnormal happens, she who has control over the formation will receive feedback immediately, and can check it through this mirror.

If Lin Zian walked to the peach grove naturally, it would never cause the slightest reaction.

But he just appeared suddenly.

Before she could see why, Lin Zian turned around and walked into the pink door.

As the powder door was closed, the person and the door disappeared together.

Feng Yuxi's pink mouth opened slightly again in surprise.

"Could it be that the door is also a prop that Mr. Lin said?"

She remembered that in the communication with Lin Zian these days, she had heard him say that she had some wonderful props.

Reminiscent of the early warning of the formation and the sudden disappearance of the Fenmen, she felt more and more unfathomable about him.

"Going from one place to another in an instant, this ability can only be achieved by the legendary magical contraction."

"Furthermore, I heard from my lord father that the supernatural powers involving space are only able to be used by a very small number of powerful people."

"So, Mr. Lin is probably also a powerful person. If he wants to leave here, it should be easy for him."

Feng Yuxi thought that her father thought that there were many formations in this bamboo forest and the bamboo forest, leaving Mr. Lin helpless, and had to stay here because he couldn't leave.

Who would have thought that Mr. Lin would have magical tools that can directly ignore the distance in space. These formations want to trap him, it's just a dream.

the other side.

After returning, Lin Zian held back his excitement and retracted any door into the space bag.

Although this method of manually entering the map is a bit cumbersome, and you can't go wherever you want, but as long as you enter a few more places, it is not equivalent to fixed-point teleportation.

Still can do a lot of things.

But it is a pity that he only has a vague impression of the scene outside the bamboo forest, and cannot enter specific data.

Otherwise you can go out now.

However, in addition to the tedious manual input of fixed points, he remembered that there were a few props in Doraemon, or they could help Any Gate to obtain the geographic information of the entire world.

At that point, any door is truly any door.

Now this can only be called a fixed-point door, or an incomplete fixed-point door with only one location recorded.

Chapter 340

In the middle of the night, everything is silent.

A few bamboos at the edge of the bamboo forest trembled slightly.

Feng Yixiao walked out with heavy steps, carrying a hoe.

He stood on the muddy ground paved with petals, looked up at the wooden house hidden in the darkness in the distance, his eyes flickered twice.

"Ah~"

A long sigh.

He took steps towards the cabin.

After a few tens of breaths, he opened the door of the wooden house and walked in, and looked into the dark corner immediately after closing the door.

The hoe that was originally carried on his shoulder had disappeared without a trace.

"I knew I couldn't hide it from my father."

Feng Yuxi walked out of the darkness and smiled mischievously.

"I didn't sleep so late, and I installed a soundproofing spell."

Feng Yixiao raised his head, his eyes seemed to see Lin Zian's room through many obstacles, and said, "Is it because of him?"

She nodded seriously, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

"Tell me."

Feng Yixiao walked a few steps forward and sat down on a chair.

"Is such that……"

Feng Yuxi immediately came to the back of the chair courteously, put her hands on his shoulders to massage, and explained what happened during the day.

In the middle, I even took out the bronze mirror and replayed the scene at that time.

Feng Yixiao didn't say a word, just looked at the picture in the bronze mirror several times, and his eyes became more solemn.

"It's that kind of prop again. There is no spiritual power fluctuation, and it doesn't look like someone is manipulating it behind the scenes."

After pondering for a moment, he returned the mirror to his daughter and told her to go to bed early, and he would deal with this matter himself.

"who are you?"

After Feng Yuxi's back disappeared behind the stairs, he stood up slowly, walked towards the stairs, and whispered in a voice that only he could hear: "It's less than five days, no matter you Whoever it is and what its purpose is, don't try to sabotage my plan!"

Early the next morning.

Lin Zian routinely drew props, and this time he finally got the result he wanted.

A new prop to explore the space with consciousness. From the information point of view, although this prop has great limitations, it is a causal prop that is powerful enough to change the status quo.

"Maybe it's time for a showdown."

These days, although I spend every day in the study with the idea of ​​understanding the world, my life is quite fulfilling.

But this kind of life under the fence and under surveillance is not what he wants.

Compared with this kind of life, what he doesn't want to live is a life that cannot improve himself.

This improvement is not an improvement on the spiritual level, but an improvement on the force level.

But even if you know that there are immortal cultivators in this world, and you may even have at most two people in daily contact with you, if you can't get the cultivation method, you can't improve your strength.

But now that I have this prop, it’s another matter if I can’t get out, but I must master the method to improve my strength.

Lin Zian made up his mind, tidied up and went out.

After breakfast, after Feng Yuxi took away the bowls and chopsticks, there were only two people left at the dining table.

Feng Yixiao was still the same as Lin Zian when he first came here, with a gentle and harmless smile on his face, like an ordinary old man.

"Uncle Feng."

Lin Zian looked at him, and asked softly, "I wonder if you have the exercises and related books for cultivators here?"

Feng Yixiao's expression remained unchanged, and he replied without the slightest hesitation: "Yes."

Lin Zian was taken aback for a moment, he thought that the other party would argue first or even refuse to admit it, but he didn't expect to admit it directly.

However, although this was beyond his expectation, it did not stop him, and he continued to speak: "I wonder if you can let me have a look?"