Morning Star

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Chu Furong was stunned for a moment, as if she was surprised that she opened the door so quickly.

In fact, Chujiu also felt a little awkward, and his eyes kept avoiding her when he glanced at her.

But Chu Furong didn't say anything for a long time, so she had to ask first: "You, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Chu Furong seemed to have just remembered something, her eyes dodged and she said in an unnatural tone: "I said something a bit too much this morning, I'm sorry."

Chujiu looked at her in astonishment for a while, not expecting her to come to apologize. Actually, what she said was not entirely unreasonable.

Her eyes sparkled as she said, "Well, it's not all your fault. You're doing this for my own good, and it's not entirely unreasonable."

"......Yeah." Chu Furong answered in a daze.

After deciding to apologize to Chujiu, she hesitated for a long time, and thought about how to say it, and what attitude and tone Chujiu would respond to her. But what she never expected was that Chujiu actually answered so calmly, and was so easy to talk to. She had no room to express what she had thought of before.

After pondering for a while, he finally let out a long sigh. Isn't this good enough?

After figuring it out, he smiled and said in a much more normal tone: "It's getting late, come down and have dinner."

"Ah? Oh, okay." Chujiu answered in a daze.

After dinner, Chu Furong set out to go to the street again to see if she could be lucky enough to find some useful things to buy.

Just as she stood up, Chujiu suddenly spoke up: "I've heard a lot about the psychedelic forest..."

Her words attracted the attention of Chu Furong and the other two.

Wasn't she very reluctant to go to the psychedelic forest in the morning? Why did she bring it up in the morning?

Chu Furong hesitated for a moment and then sat back in her original seat. After all, this was a kindness from her third sister and she couldn't let it go to waste.

Seeing Chu Furong sitting back down, Chu Jiu slowly let go of the worry in his heart.

She took a deep breath and waved her hand on the table. A piece of white paper and a brush appeared. She picked up the brush and began to write and draw on the paper. After a moment, she stopped writing and showed it to everyone while telling them what she had heard: "According to what I heard, the monsters in the psychedelic forest are different. The closer to the center, the higher the level of the monsters."

Her slender fingers drew a circle on the white paper, from small to large, in a strange shape towards the center.

His fingertips lingered on a circle of crooked patterns that looked like insects: "About here, there is a piece of..."

She took a deep breath and exhaled, "Snake Forest. It is said that there is a snake king, who is about level seven."

Having said this, she subconsciously looked at Mo Xinglan beside her.

Mo Xinglan kept looking at her, taking in every detail of her expression. His eyelashes trembled slightly when she looked at him, but he ignored her.

She paused and looked at Chu Furong and Gao Yashan again: "That was ten years ago. I heard that the snake king is now an eighth-level monster. Most of the people who came here were unlucky and encountered the snake king directly and died. Those who were lucky enough to walk through this snake forest were more or less injured."

Following her instructions, his fingertips slid towards the center and stopped at a blank space. "It is said that there is a circle of psychedelic formation here. Those who are lucky enough to come here will fall into the formation unknowingly. The damage suffered by entering the illusion is real and will be reflected on the body. Those who can walk out are those who can control the fear in their hearts. Those who can't walk out will die in it."

The picture on the white paper ends with nothing drawn in the center.

She sighed and put down the paper in her hand. "Unfortunately, there is no definite news up to this point. All the different opinions that follow are just guesses. After all, those who can reach the end are either people with extremely high cultivation or people with extremely good luck. But even if these two people reach the end, they still have to go through the test of psychedelic dreams. Unfortunately, neither of them passed in the end."

After she finished speaking, she stood up, took the teapot and teacup, poured herself a cup of water, and drank it in one gulp. She put down the teacup and looked at the three people sitting together. After hesitating for a moment, she placed three more cups for them and poured a cup for them, placing it in front of them.

He sat down and propped up his head with his hands and continued, "As for that psychedelic dream, I heard it was a story of love, hatred and vengeance between Bai Ximin, the eldest disciple of Luoyun Sect, and his younger sister Lingyun thousands of years ago."

She took a sip of tea and thought for a while: "Regarding this, the information I got is all different. In general, Bai Ximin and Ling Yun were in love with each other, and then for some reason Bai Ximin killed Ling Yun's family. Ling Yun left the sect with hatred, practiced in secret, and turned around to kill Bai Ximin, and also wiped out the Luoyun Sect."

At this point, she couldn't help but spit out a complaint: "Is this how deep the love was at the beginning, and how deep the hatred is after being betrayed?"

After hearing her words, Chu Furong was curious: "Where did you hear such detailed information?"

What she had inquired about, no matter how vague the monster formations were in the forest, not to mention the plot in the psychedelic dream, she had never even heard of it.

Chujiu tilted his head and thought for a while, then his eyes suddenly lit up: "Oh, this story has to start from two days ago..."

So she said as she recalled.

Let’s go back to two days ago when she was wandering on the street.

The news she heard about the psychedelic forest was just as vague as Chu Furong's. She wanted to find out more about it when she was interested, but no matter how much she found out, it was still the same.

On the way, I passed by a very inconspicuous mask shop and walked in, thinking whether I could hear any news here.

As soon as she walked in, she saw a rabbit head. The rabbit head was so cute that she fell in love with it at first sight. So she bought it. She wanted to buy a few other heads or masks, but none of them were as pretty and cute as the rabbit head she saw. So she didn't buy anything else.

Naturally, she didn't get much information. She heard from the boss that there was an old man somewhere who had a book about the psychedelic forest. So she followed the direction the boss pointed.

When she came to a place not far from the old man's stall, she looked at the requirements and riddles hung high.

The requirement is to guess the riddle and write a poem with the answer. The poem must not only satisfy the old man, but also be better than other poems.

Although there are a few people who can guess the riddle, writing a poem using the answer is not satisfactory.

Chujiu guessed the answer at once. After all, she was a college student, and had seen many riddles, brain teasers, and memorized many ancient poems. As far as the ancient poets she knew, anyone who came here was a leader in writing poems and lyrics.