Baihe Mountain Tiangongyuan.

As soon as Dou Rail stopped in front of the bamboo house, the door opened automatically.

"Guests come from far away and work hard both physically and mentally. Please come in and have a cup of tea."

A steady voice came from inside. Although Dou Gui was doubtful, he still stepped into the bamboo house.

The furnishings in the room are simple, and a middle-aged man wearing a white Taoist robe is sitting cross-legged on the bed. This man is Yuan Tiangang, who is famous for his physiognomy and feng shui.

Yuan Tiangang opened his eyes and stretched out his hand to greet: "Da Lang, please sit down."

Dou Gui glanced around the room, knelt down on the futon on the ground in the center of the room, cupped his hands with Yuan Tiangang and said, "I have met the Taoist priest. I came here today and asked the Taoist priest to visit me and inquire about my future."

Yuan Tiangang looked at Dou Gui seriously, and a glint flashed in his eyes. He counted with his fingers, and the world was in his heart. His deep and rich voice sounded: "The sky is broken, and the sun and the moon have no light.

"Strong winds will rise, the seas will boil, mountains and rivers will overturn, and the world will be in chaos.

"Da Lang's forehead is full, which contains wealth and honor, his chin is round and thick, and his right side is convex, bright and clean, which is the place of merit.

"In less than two years, if you recognize the Ming Lord in troubled times, you will surely make great achievements in Liangzhou and Yizhou."

Dou Gui was overjoyed: "If it is true as the Taoist priest said, and my achievements can be accomplished in the future, I will never forget your great kindness and virtue."

"Da Lang, let's go."

Yuan Tiangang closed his eyes, already intending to chase away the guests.

"Bang."

Dou Gui stood up and was about to leave when a loud noise suddenly occurred in the room, startling him.

He looked around, only to find a living creature wrapped its limbs tightly around a bamboo splint, rolled down from the bed, and bumped into a cabinet nearby, making a dull sound.

Most of the hair of this living creature is golden, and some of the hair on the abdomen and limbs is white. What you can see from the sinus track is its side. Its ears are upright and pointed, and its tail is like a fox's tail.

The bamboo splint it surrounds is a cylindrical object made of bamboo strips. It is hollow and surrounded by bamboo mesh for people to cool down.

But this bamboo splint is different from ordinary ones. There are two small balls in the hollow part of the object. The surface of the ball is painted with exquisite patterns, which is very exquisite.

The living creature seemed to be attracted by the small ball inside. It hugged the bamboo splint tightly to its knees and dug its front paws through the mesh. However, the mesh was too small, so it could never catch the small ball.

After digging for a long time, the ball landed on the ground, far away from its paws.

It stopped and took a look at the small ball inside. It rolled its eyes and seemed to understand something.

The next moment, it stood upright with the bamboo splint in its arms, and the two small balls immediately rolled to the bottom, within reach.

It shook its tail excitedly and put its paws into the mesh. Although it touched the ball, it couldn't get it out. It suddenly became anxious and rolled around while holding the bamboo splint.

"Bang."

The table was overturned, and the teacups and teapots were shattered on the floor.

"clang."

The vase was broken and the flower branches were broken.

"Boom."

The inkstone rotates, ink splashes everywhere, and books scatter...

One of the books flew out from under its claws and attacked Yuan Tiangang.

Dou Gui was startled, but saw Yuan Tiangang calmly stretched out his hand and caught the book easily.

"Huang Mao, come here." Yuan Tiangang looked helpless and put the books aside.

Yellow hair?

Dou Gui looked at the living creature named "Huangmao" again. At this time, it was stained with ink, black, yellow and white, and it was really... ugly. When it heard Yuan Tiangang's call, he immediately got rid of it.

With the bamboo in his arms, he ran toward Yuan Tiangang on his short legs.

At this time, Dou Gui saw its front face. The ears were not purely pointed, but slightly rounded, and the face looked like a fox.

Dou Gui muttered in his heart: Could this be a fox? But this fox is too fat and its legs are too short...

Could it be a fox that has been bewitched?

Dou Gui hit his head and couldn't help laughing. He must have read too many miscellaneous books about monsters and monsters, so he thought so.

Huang Mao jumped into his arms. Yuan Tiangang didn't mind that it was dirty at all. He let it rub the ink all over his body and gently stroked the hair on its back. He glanced at Dou Gui, who was still standing by the door, and asked lightly.

: "Is there anything else, Dalang?"

"No, no, it's okay." Dou Gui bowed, "Then I'll take my leave."

After crossing the threshold, he couldn't help but look back and saw the yellow fur lying in Yuan Tiangang's arms, swaying his tail. The white fluff under the tail was particularly conspicuous. The shape of the white fluff area was like

...peach.

Dou Gui was curious and wanted to study it more carefully, but the door in front of him closed with a bang.

Yuan Tiangang looked at the closed door, and his hand stroking the yellow hair slowly went down until it reached the round and soft white hair area, then he stopped, and then he stroked it gently again and again, and sighed: "Alas.

...The world's curiosity is too great..."

That night, Yuan Tiangang stood in the yard and looked up at the stars. He saw that the arrangement of stars in Sanyuan was different from usual. The stars were shining brightly, but Ziwei was weak.

Suddenly, a ray of white light broke through the air from the Ziwei Yuan and landed in the northeast.

Yuan Tiangang touched the clean yellow hair in his arms, his eyes were deep and his tone was faint: "The wind is about to rise..."

**

"Since you gave birth to me, why don't you treat me well?"

One second she was covering her severed hand, crying and accusing the man, but the next second she fell asleep...

Could it be that she fainted from the pain and was this a dream?

Or is she dead and this is hell?

No, neither.

Wang Yu can still clearly remember the pain of having his right hand cut off and having his heart and bones ripped out. It was so painful that it made him suffocate. Later, it was really painful to death.

Otherwise, how could she appear in another time and space?

Wang Yu had already realized that she had traveled through time because her hands were intact, and the pain she felt was the pain of being strangled, not the pain of a broken hand.

This is not a dream, let alone hell, she is still alive.

She soon discovered that she was a child in time travel, about six or seven years old by visual inspection, wearing a thin white robe that was stained with dust and a little dirty. Her hands were tied tightly with ropes, so she felt pain.

She raised her head and began to look at her surroundings.

This is an antique room with very simple furnishings. Except for a slightly larger wooden bed, an old wooden cabinet and a desk about thirty centimeters high, there is no other decent furniture.

There are bamboo pillows and an old black quilt on the bed. Rolling on the ground beside the bed is a cylindrical object, also made of bamboo strips, with a hollow center and mesh all around. It looks like... ancient times

"The Bamboo Lady."

But she is shorter than Mrs. Bamboo, probably... Bamboo pinches her knees.

Square bamboo mats can be seen everywhere in the house, scattered on the ground for people to sit and lie on.

The people sitting or lying on it were all like her, with their hands tied by ropes. Their hair was scattered, their faces were dusty, and even their clothes were stained with dust and mud, as if they had rolled in the mud.

Wang Yu counted in his mind, and there were twenty people in the room including her. The men wore futou, black or khaki round-neck narrow-sleeved robes, and soft-soled boots. The women wore narrow-sleeved clothes.

Wear a jacket, a skirt on the lower body, a long belt on the waist, and high-toed shoes.

Such an outfit...

Suddenly a bright light flashed, and Wang Yu looked over and saw a familiar shadow in the pile of debris not far from her. It was her Swiss Army Knife.

Unexpectedly, this thing followed her to ancient times.

Wang Yu's eyes lit up and he stood up to pick it up.

"boom".
Chapter completed!