Zuo Xiaoyao didn't know exactly how long she had fainted, but it must have been all day and night. She was woken up by the phone. After picking up the phone, she immediately heard the sound of firecrackers in her ears. It was really crackling!

"Zuo Xiaoyao! You are dead... You didn't tell me when you came back, and you didn't answer the phone when you called you. If you want to die, you must at least tell me first so that I can collect your body... You are so annoying... Where are you now! Come out quickly, I just came back from x mountain..."

Thinking of the weird scene that happened before she fainted, and after patiently listening to Wang Zijia's concern expressed in this way of scolding, Zuo Xiaoyao smiled bitterly and replied, "Okay, okay, Miss Wang is angry enough and has finished cursing, so just listen to the younger one first."Just a few words, I went to the painting studio yesterday morning, and then I went shopping for clothes for a while. Plus, I just came back from the trip and I was very tired, so I slept a little longer. Don’t worry too much. You don’t have to think about it. Am I the kind of person who will live and die if something happens?"

Maybe he thought what she said was reasonable. Wang Zijia paused and then said, "That's right. Going out is quite tiring. Anyway, I just came back. So, let's have a good sleep tomorrow. Let's get together the day after tomorrow, or you can come to my house. Not only my grandfather, but also my parents are always thinking about you. They know that you are strong, so they don't ask too many questions."

"Okay, please say hello to my uncle and aunt for me first, and thank them for their concern. I'll be fine... um... ok, thank you too, bye!"

The Wang family used to be the best neighbors of Zuo Xiaoyao's family. Before the demolition, they used to live door to door in the same lane. She and Wang Zijia were similar in age, because Wang Zijia grew up in her maternal grandfather's house. Although the two did not grow up together, since she returned to S city for high school, the two have had more contact. They have similar temperaments, and their friendship for more than eight years can be said to be deep enough.

Later, although the houses the two families were assigned were far apart due to demolition, the exchanges had to be reduced a lot, but the old friendship was always there. Living in an impetuous city where people are indifferent, this friendship became even more precious. It was also the last comfort in the heart of Zuo Xiaoyao, who was now alone!

After hanging up the phone, Zuo Xiaoyao immediately went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror to look at the area between her eyebrows, ignoring the Five Zang Temple, which had long planned to be an empty city. Unfortunately, no matter how she looked left or right, she could not find any abnormalities on her face.

While rubbing the soreness of her lower back caused by the dizzy position, Zuo Xiaoyao still felt that she had no clue as to how those three things had mysteriously entered her mind.

And this kind of thing cannot be known to anyone. After all, it is one thing whether others believe it or not, but it would be terrible if she was arrested for anatomy research. Moreover, she has not felt anything abnormal since she woke up. If the rusty iron box is still there, but the three things inside are indeed missing, Zuo Xiaoyao would even suspect that it was just a dream.

While she was concentrating on those three things, Zuo Xiaoyao felt dizzy. The next moment, she found herself sitting on the sofa and came to a strange environment from her living room. The place was not small, a purple bamboo forest, a bamboo house with a yard, and a pond with an area of ​​nearly 100 square meters. She was standing outside the door of the bamboo house in a daze.

The situation was quite strange, which made Zuo Xiaoyao couldn't help but once again doubt whether she was dreaming, and she had been immersed in this fantasy dream and couldn't wake up. She really hoped that when she woke up, she would find that these were just dreams, and her grandma was still alive. However, it was clear that things did not work out as she wished. After pinching herself hard and feeling pain, Zuo Xiaoyao bit her tongue again and had to accept this fact. Everything in this fantasy was actually real, really real!

Not knowing how to leave here, and seeing that although the place was a little deserted, it didn't look messy, as if people had been cleaned up. Zuo Xiaoyao, who was a little confused about the situation, hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and knocked on the door a few times and said, "Sorry, excuse me, is anyone there?..."

Her clear voice sounded all around, but no one answered the door. After Zuo Xiaoyao couldn't help but knock a few times with a little force, the door that was originally closed opened a crack automatically.

Then I looked around and found that the surroundings outside the bamboo forest were all foggy. Although I was a little scared, I also felt a little uneasy. I didn't want to believe the fact that she was the only one here, and it was obvious that this house was the only place in the surroundings. After taking a deep breath, Zuo Xiaoyao finally opened the door and stepped into the house resolutely.

Unknown trees were neatly planted around the courtyard, which seemed to be quite old. Many flowers and plants were planted in other open spaces in an orderly manner, most of which Zuo Xiaoyao did not recognize. From the time he was sensible, to the age of twenty-two, he had been planting them.She is working hard for life and is committed to how to ensure the life of herself and her grandmother. She rarely cares about these romances. In her eyes, the difference between spring, summer, autumn and winter is only the thickness of the clothes, let alone the beautiful flowers and plants.

Just walking on the path paved with white jade-like stone slabs among the flowers and plants at this moment, looking at the various varieties and colors of flowers and plants around, the scenery is extraordinary, and the fragrance of flowers lingers in the nose, making Zuo Xiaoyao can't help but yearn for it. It must be a very happy thing to live here. Of course, it would be even happier if grandma is with her.

The bustling city makes people living in it impetuous. In order to meet the basic needs of life, they have to wear masks to socialize with people they know and don't know. They must also build strong defenses in their hearts to avoid being plotted unknowingly. It makes people feel tired, but they can never see the end and cannot escape.

Such a peaceful and beautiful house must be the most desirable place for people who are tired of the hustle and bustle of the city. Looking at this small and exquisite bamboo building, Zuo Xiaoyao, who has put aside the pressure of life for the time being because of her grandma's death, finally feels like touching the scene and lamenting her current life.

The bamboo building has two floors. After being unable to open the door on the first floor, Zuo Xiaoyao had to go to the second floor through the side stairs. After a moment of hesitation, she walked along the corridor to the door of a room. This time, there was no problem that she could not open the door, and what she saw at the entrance wasIt was pure white, with white gauze everywhere. Standing at the door, Zuo Xiaoyao couldn't help but be startled. The cold loneliness of this room was obviously incompatible with the flowers in the courtyard.

Through the gauze, Zuo Xiaoyao vaguely realized that this was a rather large living room, as evidenced by the large purple bamboo bed inside. Breaking into someone else's home and walking straight into someone else's living room, this was the first time for her to do such a thing. After all, she was born in a bustling city, respecting other people's privacy, and trying to put down all curiosity. This has always been Zuo Xiaoyao's insistence on doing things.

It's just that a strange name appears here, and there is an inexplicable house here, and there is no one there yet. For Zuo Xiaoyao, who knows that if he stays here, he will definitely die, no matter what, he has to find a way to leave, and breaking in without authorization is also helpless.

Listening to the cold room where only her own footsteps could be heard clearly, the silence was so extreme that Zuo Xiaoyao was unconsciously terrified, and the idea of ​​​​leaving here became more urgent. No matter how good the environment here was, for her, the bustling city was her place of survival. Even if she was tired and lonely, she had to work hard to live there.

There are not many decorations in the room. There is a set of tables and chairs in the middle, and a row of bookshelves on one side. In addition to the dressing table, there is a separate desk and two chairs near the window, like a bamboo building. All the furnishings in the room are purple bamboo products. I wonder if the owner here likes bamboo too much, or it is just for the convenience of using local materials.

After carefully looking through everything in the room, Zuo Xiaoyao was disappointed that she still found nothing special, or instructions that could remind her how to leave. This result was really annoying.

There was only one room on the second floor, and the rooms on the first floor were inaccessible. When I looked at the scene on the dressing table that I didn't know the material of but could illuminate people very clearly, I found that my helpless face was quite ugly. Zuo Xiaoyao now knew the so-called despair of crying without tears. She didn't want to struggle with her emotions and force herself to cheer up, but inadvertently raised her eyes and saw the painting hanging on the wall behind the dressing table again.

As a painter who has been painting for many years, when I first saw the painting, I just felt that the author of this painting was really high-level. He actually painted a stunning woman with a lifelike expression, giving people a lifelike situation where she could walk out of the painting at any time. In comparison, her own painting skills were quite embarrassing. If she hadn't been thinking about finding a way out at this time, she would have to study the painting skills of this painting, and she would definitely benefit a lot.

Seeing this painting again, she still had no intention of thinking too much about the painting technique. She just stared at the woman in the painting in a daze unconsciously, wondering if she was the owner of these paintings?

"Huh?" Zuo Xiaoyao, who thought she was hallucinating in her ears, couldn't help but subconsciously voiced some doubts.

Did he just ask out loud?Looking dumbfounded at the stunning woman who actually walked out of the 'painting' and stood in front of her, Zuo Xiaoyao's modern emergency response made Zuo Xiaoyao subconsciously reply, "Sorry to bother you, I don't know how I got here, you...you...you are..."

After instinctively apologizing, seeing the smile on the woman's face, Zuo Xiaoyao suddenly remembered the situation in front of her, and Zuo Xiaoyao couldn't help but stutter again with fear.