Before the vortex formed, Xia Ji had already left the water, grabbed Yu Qingzhu and threw it onto the fishing boat, and then grabbed the fishing boat and threw it away. He stepped onto the water surface and stepped onto the fishing boat in the air.

When the vortex was hanging, the two of them were already far away.

The divine water of Yaochi, plus the spiritual grass and spiritual flowers of this entire secret realm...

Suddenly, Yu Qingzhu, who was practicing, felt that his spiritual energy had increased significantly, and his speed of practice had increased a lot.

in this way...

Things were perfectly resolved,

Xia Ji also returned home with a full load.

Except for one more Yu Qingzhu, there seems to be nothing abnormal.

There are more than three months left to stay in the world of fortune-telling. Xia Ji decided to use the remaining time to see the subsequent risks and hidden dangers, and at the same time try to find out the truth about "true and false Yu Qingzhu".

Time passes,

Things outside happened one after another, mainly because the dynasty and Liu Datianwang were in a confrontation, and the general of Jiangnandao was actually surprised that Liu Datianwang was the man.

But for the object Xia Ji observed, there was no exception.

Both Yu Qingzhu are normal.

Of course, he couldn't let the two meet.

In order to stay away from the turbulent times, he and Yu Qingzhu, who met again by the river, returned to Wudang Mountain and quietly lived in the back mountain. More than two months passed in a flash.

September is coming, and it is early autumn. The wind is no longer hot, but it brings a strange coldness, and the green leaves all over the mountain also have a grayish look that goes to death.

On this day, iron gray clouds were densely covered in the sky, and abnormal thunderstorms poured down, and the electric snake kept passing by, and the illuminated world was pale.

A hint of chill grew from an unknown corner, and there was a bit of deep coldness in the cold winter. The silence that the rain hit the mountains and forests not only did not give people a sense of paradise, but instead made people feel like a country of deceased.

When the wind blew, countless mournful women seemed to be hiding in the entire Wudang Mountain, screaming and wailing, making people feel cold and a little creepy.

On the winding mountain road like a snake, Xia Jizheng and Yu Qingzhu walked side by side, showing a sense of harmony full of husband and wife.

Suddenly, a strange and strong feeling came.

Xia Ji took one step forward, but the next step was already entering a peach blossom forest.

He turned around, but there was no way, and even Yu Qingzhu was gone.

Xia Ji was not panicked either. He instinctively thought about studying the peach blossom forest here, but as soon as he thought, he found that the entrance and exit of the mustard seed world had also disappeared... An ominous premonition arose in his heart.

He tried to use the strange fire again, but found that the strange fire could not be used either.

All his extraordinary powers seemed to disappear and became an ordinary person.

Xia Ji waited for a while and observed around, but found that there was no change. Considering that this was the world of fortune-telling and the existence of [Stocking Dead], he walked hundreds of steps along the Peach Blossom Forest, but saw that there was no miscellaneous tree in the forest. The wind blew by and the peach blossoms were flying all over the sky, which was extremely beautiful.

The autumn rain was still bleak the moment before, but the spring flowers were already flying in the next moment.

This situation is so strange.

But since you come, you will be at ease.

Xia Ji calmly walked forward along this colorful peach blossom forest with fallen flowers.

After a short moment, he came to the end.

There is a hill at the end, and light and voices come from behind the hill.

Xia Ji walked in.

The entrance to the hill is very narrow and you need to tiptoe to pass.

After dozens of steps, I suddenly realized.

What reflects Xia Ji's eyes is a village with harmonious painting style, with houses, beautiful fields, beautiful ponds, mulberry and bamboo in my mind, the fields and roads are in my mind, and there are men and women walking between the roads.

A pastoral poetic tranquility still blows on my face.

Xia Ji clenched his fists and found that he still had no strength, and the walking men and women did not look as powerful.

This is the first time he has encountered such a thing in the world of fortune-telling and in the back mountain of Wudang for so long.

He observed for a moment and decided to go up and ask.

Just then, a familiar voice came from a distance.

"Xia Ji~~Xia Ji~~~~~~"

The creepy cold suddenly rose.

This sound is from Yu Qingzhu!

Xia Ji turned his head and saw a white-clad village girl standing on the country road and waving at him with a smile.

This village girl is Yu Qingzhu!

Yu Qingzhu ran to his side while waved.

Xia Ji asked: "Where is this?"

Yu Qingzhuqi said: "This is our home, what's wrong with you?"

As she said that, the village girl in white raised her beautiful face, looked at him strangely, and then said to herself: "My mother is very satisfied with you. She wants to invite you to my house at noon today...

besides...

And that...

You and I are not young anymore, and it’s time to get married.

My mother must talk about this today.

I am the youngest in my family. I have an older brother and an older sister. They have lived alone, but they will come here at noon today, wanting to see you."

Xia Ji asked: "Where are your two swords?"

Yu Qingzhuqi said: "What double swords?"

Suddenly, she suddenly said, "Are you talking about the scene we saw in the sea of ​​fantasy stars?

Well...and so.

In the sea of ​​fantasy stars, I am a Taoist nun with two swords on her back, you are a big man who always carries books and wears glasses..."

Speaking of this, she paused and said in surprise: "No, right? You won't be immersed in that illusion, are you?"

Xia Ji showed a hint of doubt.

Yu Qingzhu hurriedly grabbed his hand and ran away.

Along the way, many men and women looked at the two of them with friendly smiles.

Soon, the two arrived at a farmhouse.

The bamboo fence was shining with sparse light and shadows in the sun, and a woman inside was cleaning a chicken that had just been killed.

Xia Ji looked up and saw that the woman looked nothing like Yu Qingzhu, but she had a kind feeling.

"Mom, no, Xia Ji...he is still immersed in the fantasy of the Sea of ​​Fantasy Stars." Yu Qingzhu was very panicked.

The kind woman smiled and said, "It's okay, it'll be fine in a few days. Qingzhu, take Xia Ji to the house to sit, and your brothers and sisters will come back later..."

Seeing Xia Ji observing her, the woman smiled and said, "Don't be restrained. Both of you and me have agreed on the marriage. After a few days, we will be a family."

Xia Ji:...

Yu Qingzhu said: "What's wrong?"

Xia Ji said: "Who is my family?"

Yu Qingzhu said: "You have a sister, an older sister, a father, a mother, and a grandma, a grandpa, a grandma, and a great grandma... Do you don't remember this?"

Xia Ji:...

He thought for a while and asked, "What's my mother's name?"

Yu Qingzhu looked at him worriedly, and then slowly said, "Your mother's name is Yuan Bixia."

Yuan Bixia?

Unfamiliar name...

Xia Ji said: "Where is my dad?"

"Xia Jue."

"Where is my sister?"

"Xia Susu."

"Where is my sister?"

"Xia Honghong."

Unfamiliar name...

All are strange names...
To be continued...