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Knowing that the place I am in is a magical planting space, there should be no danger in the space, An Yi has the time to look at this place carefully, the air in the planting space is fresh, the green water and green mountains are completely free of pollution, like a fairyland.

An Yi’s orphanage before elementary school was in the countryside. An Yi stayed there for a while. The air in the village is also very clean and pollution-free, and it’s very comfortable to live in. But now the countryside is not much different from the city. Such a good environment It is estimated that it can only be seen in space.

The space and the sky stretch as far as the eye can see. There are only a few thin white clouds in the blue sky. On the left side of the small courtyard is a bamboo forest. From a distance, it looks like a green ocean. From a closer look, there are bamboo shoots that are about to break out of the ground.

There is a forest on the right side of the hut, and some trees have unknown fruits hanging on them. An Yi has never seen these fruits. I don’t know if An Yi knows that there are few fruits, or there are no outside world. An Yi approached and tried to pick the tree. The fruits on the table were bounced back by an invisible force, and it seemed that these fruits could not be moved.

Right in front of the hut is the small lake where we stayed comfortably just now. It’s not too big, and you can see the end at a glance. The lake is formed by the confluence of a surrounding river. There is a layer of beautiful pebbles scattered around the water, and there is a lotus flower in the middle of the lake. When An Yi woke up, she was on the biggest lotus flower.

Near the lake, there is a small wooden platform with a wicker chair that can swing back and forth, and a bamboo awning next to it.

Going back along the small river, there is a small hill behind the house, and the water flows down from the hill, and the white mist blocks the view any farther away. An Yi tried to walk to the vicinity of the white mist, and when he found the place where the white mist was, he could not approach up.

This space seems to be a valley. Except for the direction of the lake, there are mountains on the edges of the other three sides, but I can't see the whole shape, so I can't be sure.

An Yi searched the space inside and out, but couldn't find a way to get out. An Yi sat on the wicker chair and thought about the way out, not to mention that the reclining chair is quite comfortable. After wandering around for a long time, the method was unexpected. Instead, I remembered the sentence at the end of the letter paper, "whatever the heart makes, everything follows."

An Yi murmured, "Everything follows what the heart makes, what exactly does it mean?".

An Yi on the rocking chair suddenly had an idea, as if he had figured out something, silently said "Get out", and the next second An Yi appeared in the dead end surrounded by gangsters.

I can still feel the fear of being besieged here before, but at this time there is no one in the alley. It seems that everything I experienced tonight was a dream and never happened.

The surrounding night couldn't tell what time it was. An Yi looked at the alley, and found that the little gangsters who surrounded him before, and the weapons in their hands were still scattered on the ground. All this is true, he really Being surrounded and beaten, he actually entered the space.

An Yi wanted to go in again to see if the space still existed, but in the end he held back, it was never safe outside, this kind of disappearing out of thin air was too mysterious, in case it was not good for him to be exposed, he had better find a safe place. Trying, eager to see the comfort of the space without delay, trot all the way back to the rented hut.

An Yi ran to the rental house, closed the door carefully, and drew all the curtains of the hut, impatiently trying to see if the space could be entered.

He said "go in" silently in his heart, and An Yi disappeared in the rental house in a blink of an eye, and returned after a while.

As expected, the space is what An Yi thinks, as long as you want to go out, you can go out, and you can come in if you want to come in.

The most important thing is that the space really exists. Others can't imagine how excited An Yi is at the moment. How lucky it is that a space that can come in and out at will and completely listen to its own control really exists.

After the excitement was over, An Yi put her schoolbag on the desk, sat on the chair by herself, and calmly thought about how to use this space. First, she had to determine the ratio of the space to the time outside. An Yi looked at the clock hanging on the wall. The pointer showed that it was 26:[-] in the middle of the night.

An Yi picked up the alarm clock on the desk, intending to take the alarm clock into the space together, first, to see if the time inside and outside the space is consistent, and second, to see if things outside the space can be brought in.

Facts have proved that things from the outside can be brought into the space, and An Yi reappears in the space with an alarm clock in his hand. There is no sun in the space, but the brightness is no different from that at noon.

Every time he enters the space, it is the place where he went out last time. An Yi put the alarm clock on the rocking chair and went to the yard of the hut by himself.

What An Yi is most curious about this space is the land. This piece of yellow land is square, and each piece is a square of the same size. Each small grid is about 1x1 meter. The soft soil looks very suitable for planting things. .

An Yi walked to the pool next to the ground. The pool was as wide as the ground, and the size should be 4x2 meters. Before, An Yi was in a hurry to go out and didn't observe carefully. Now when he approached the pool, he found that there was a small stone tablet with words engraved next to the pool. .

It turns out that this is not an ordinary piece of land. This piece of land is called Lingxuan Soil, which is formed by gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Lingxuan Soil can be advanced, up to level five. Now it is the lowest level, which is the initial state of the land. .

It is also written on the stone tablet that the way to advance this spirit Xuantu is that the rows of cabinets in the partition of the space hut are filled with spiritual seeds. As long as these spiritual species are put on it, after maturity, it will produce the land to enter the advanced stage. Level aura, but not all the spirit seeds are released, but are gradually released according to the aura level of the space.

That is to say, in this planting space, spiritual things need to be planted to generate aura, and the aura opens up to higher-level spiritual plants, and high-level spiritual values ​​generate more aura, such a cycle.

After understanding the words on the stele, An Yi turned around and went back to the hut, wanting to see what kind of spiritual seeds were open now, went back to the partition and An Yi checked the grids containing the seeds one by one, each grid could not be opened, this cabinet could not be opened, I don't know if ordinary seeds can produce aura.

An Yi wandered around in the space for nearly half an hour, looked at the alarm clock showing ten past three, An Yi stepped out of the space, first looked at the time on the wall clock, and confirmed the flow of time outside and the space It's the same here.

Then An Yi took out a paper and a pen from her schoolbag and put them on the table. Tomorrow is Sunday, and An Yi's school will have a day off every Sunday. An Yi wants to take some rest to buy some ordinary seeds and see if it works. Grow out, or go further and directly produce aura.

An Yiluo listed the things he was going to buy tomorrow, and wrote them down on the paper one by one. Everyone spoke like a person. An Yi's handwriting was elegant and restrained, but he lacked some youthful arrogance.

An Yi has lived a collective life since he was a child. The children in the orphanage have some psychological or physical problems. When dealing with them, he must be cautious in order to be able to live among them. This restrained and regular font is also in line with An Yi's temperament.

The author has something to say:

An Yi: If no one collects it ~ Can you sleep on the sofa tonight ~ (Close the door)

Qin Ke: Don't tell me! !I, I, and I are going to sell the iron pull collection! (beat the door)