Qiuqiu spread out a piece of paper, then find the pen and ink.
She wanted to make a plan for herself, but she really spread out the paper and found that she had no idea how to start.
She still knew nothing about Jiufeng.
She has no idea what people here do first and then do every morning when they wake up, how to deal with these people, and where to find information they are interested in.
She should first be familiar with the environment, then familiar with the people here, and figure out where she is here, and then she can judge what she can do and what role she plays.
She doesn't like the feeling of being in a daze and going with the flow now. She can't make her own decisions. She is not used to living with others. She feels unsure of her life.
People must understand what kind of road they are on and know their direction and goals.
She followed Shi'er to Jiufeng, but she didn't listen to him from now on.
But she now has too little information to make a decision immediately.
That's too rash and irresponsible.
Qiuqiu had no choice but to push the paper away.
There was a question circling in her heart since just now.
What exactly is the seventh peak and where is it?
It was too quiet around Fengxian Pavilion, and there was not even a single passerby. Shi'er probably liked to live in such a place. But Qiuqiu didn't like it. She liked to live on the bustling roadside, just from the balcony.
I saw people coming and going on the road.
She lived here in her previous life?
This is Shi'er's residence, and although the house is very spacious, it only has two rooms one mile and one outside. The one outside is obviously for guests, which means that they are... living with the same bed and sleeping.
Together?
Qiuqiu opened the door and there was no one outside. She glanced at it and then retracted her head.
She had nothing to do, so she looked for books from the shelf.
But a book has just turned two pages and Shi'er is back.
"Awaken?" Shi'er stood by the long window and looked at her.
He was not particularly tall, but when he stood there, Qiuqiu felt that the room that seemed empty just now was filled with him."
“What are you doing?”
He walked over and sat down next to Qiuqiu, with no small gap between the two.
"Reading a book."
"What do you think of Fengxian Pavilion?"
Although there was still no expression on Shi'er's face, Qiuqiu felt that she seemed to hear from this sentence that Shi'er was looking forward to her affirmation.
"It's so quiet." Qiuqiu wouldn't say polite words to him, "It's very good here."
"What kind of house do you like?"
Why did the topic suddenly jump to this part? It feels like an unmarried couple is discussing building a small love nest together.
If they are really an ordinary couple, if they decide to be together, they will definitely start preparing for nesting like busy birds. They need to choose a location and a house type. Of course, the most important thing is the housing price.
For Shi'er, there is certainly no problem with housing prices.
"I like to be more lively, standing by the window, you can see people on the road..."
Shi'er thought for a while: "It's not difficult to see people."
"What do you think?" Qiuqiu was a little puzzled.
Shi'er held her hand and stood up with her.
Qiuqiu pulled the hem of her skirt and watched him push the door open, and the two of them went to the outside room.
The outside is empty. There seems to be nothing else except a screen.
Shi'er pulled her and stopped in front of the screen.
"?" Qiuqiu looked at him in confusion.
Shi'er gently pushed her.
Qiuqiu let out a roar, and he couldn't help but take a step forward. He was about to hit the screen.
Qiuqiu closed her eyes instinctively.
Then—the expected impact did not come.
The screen looks very thin. If she hits it, she will get hurt by her head, but the screen will also be knocked down by her.
Qiuqiu opened his eyes with some confusion.
The appearance has completely changed.
They were standing in the room just now, facing a screen, but in the blink of an eye, Qiuqiu found that they were standing in a courtyard. The small bridge flows and the willow branches hang.
This is not Fengxian Pavilion, or even the view outside Fengxian Pavilion.
"This, this is..." Qiuqiu suddenly remembered the screen he saw just now.
There are four screens in total, painting spring, summer, autumn and winter.
The spring one is painted with small bridges, flowing water and gardens.
Qiuqiu's eyes suddenly widened: "Are we in the screen?"
"Yes." Shi'er led her forward.
Qiuqiu turned around and looked back.
Where did they come in?
There was no door, a window, or even a crack behind her. If Shi'er had blindfolded her eyes and brought her in, Qiuqiu would never have seen it, nor would he think that they were standing on a screen now.
Inside.
It has no flaws and is simply seamless.
"This screen is so magical!" Qiuqiu was extremely excited.
Such a treasure is truly unprecedented and unheard of.
They continued to walk forward, not far away, and stepped out with one foot, and the scenery in front of them changed again. The tender green branches and leaves turned into dark green, the shallow pool water became deep, and the summer cicadas roared in the forest, blowing continuously.
The wind on the face is slightly hot and makes people feel tired.
This kick starts from spring to summer!
Qiuqiu looked around with great novelty, and she felt that she even smelled the fragrance of lotus flowers in the pond.
The clear and non-freshing fragrance is refreshing.
Next is autumn.
Finally, it was the cold winter, with eyes full of white, ice and snow, and awe-inspiring coldness.
The two finally walked into the room.
Qiuqiu glanced outside the house in a blink of an eye and it started to snow.
“The person who made this screen is amazing.”
He actually put it in this small courtyard all year round.
No, to be precise, it is the courtyard that has been installed in a screen all year round.
She touched her face, soft and hot.
Then touch the chair you were sitting on, it was hard and solid.
It's not like a false illusion at all.
But this is not the real world.
It's so amazing. How did this be done? What is the principle?
Uh... OK. This is not a world of science, and physical knowledge doesn't work here.
The snowflakes were floating outside the window, and Qiuqiu didn't feel cold. She even lay in front of the window and reached out to pick up the snowflakes.
The snowflakes are real.
The hexagonal snowflakes were fragile and delicate, and soon melted into water droplets in her palm.
Shi'er called her and said, "Let's see here."
"What?"
Qiuqiu turned to see.
Shi'er asked her to look in a mirror.
No, the point is not the mirror, but the moving scene reflected on the mirror.
Are the people above real people?
Qiuqiu can almost confirm that yes.
And the scene displayed should be real-time.
Qiuqiu saw a group of disciples lined up in a square formation and practicing swordsmanship.
Their movements are neat. They raise their hands and drive their arms, just as neat as the same person, and the overall movements are measured with a ruler.
"What kind of sword technique do they practice?"
“It’s the most common.”
Qiuqiu also saw that it was the Nine Palace Sword Technique.
"Why do you need to practice this?"
This kind of swordsmanship can be said to be a big guy, without difficulty or any obstacle. No one who practices the truth will not like this swordsmanship and seriously regards this as a kung fu practice.
"They are rehearsing the sword formation. What is important is not sword technique, but cooperation."
No wonder.
Qiuqiu was thinking just now that this method of practicing qigong is very problematic. The strength, speed, and understanding of these disciples cannot be exactly the same. Force them to do the same movements and maintain the same force and speed, which seems not to be
A good thing. People can trim a row of fruit trees to be neatly tall and short, but people are not fruit trees after all.
After watching the practice for a while, the picture in the bronze mirror changed again.
They are several female disciples from Jiufeng who are taking care of herbs.
Qiuqiu used to take care of the flower garden in Ziyu Pavilion and also cultivated some herbs, so when she saw what they were doing, Qiuqiu suddenly became interested. Although she couldn't hear the sound, she still watched with relish.
They were not rushed, and they were chatting while doing things, with a smile on their faces.
One of them didn't know what he said, but the other companions started to make fun of her. She pulled a handful of grass and threw it onto her companions, and several people started to fight.
That's great.
Qiuqiu looked at them with some envy.
Before she came into contact with the world of cultivation, her popularity was also good. I don’t know why, but her popularity has become worse and worse in the past two years.
Is her personality becoming unliked? Or is it that the environmental and human factors superimposed together that becomes what she is now?
When they were in Ziyu Pavilion, their masters and apprentices were aliens in the sect and they didn’t get along well with their fellow disciples. She had never played with her senior sisters like this, and there was not even a person who could whisper.
Then the picture in the bronze mirror changed again.
Qiuqiu held his chin and looked at it with relish.
"Do you like it? If you like it, you can come in and see it from time to time."
Qiuqiu was reminded by him before she remembered her original intention.
The world in this screen was so magical that she even forgot the conversation she had just come in.
This bronze mirror is like a real-time surveillance.
But this magical screen and this bronze mirror are very good, but they do not match Qiuqiu's original intention.
She wanted to live in a lively and popular place, but Shi'er came up with a solution not to change her place, but to give her a TV surveillance camera for her to sit and watch.
"I want to know this place, be familiar with it, and integrate myself into this place as soon as possible." Qiuqiu held Shi'er's hand and sat face to face: "Fengxian Pavilion is very good, very quiet, but there is no one here,
I'm afraid it's far away from other places..."
Shi'er's hand covered the back of her hand: "Are you very uneasy?"
Of course I feel uneasy. If anyone is not familiar with the place, it is inevitable that anyone will feel uneasy.
Not to mention Qiuqiu's current identity is so embarrassing.
Why can she, an outsider, make people understand and accept her?
If she was from Jiufeng, would she admit and accept an outsider so quickly?
"Besides, I think... After getting familiar with it, maybe I can remember what happened in the past."
Shi'er doesn't understand this principle. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support are my greatest motivation.)