A genius girl with her own space

The old man walked to his dormitory, looked at his wife who was sleeping on the bed, and sighed.

"My dear, a few people came to our tribe and said that there are members of our tribe in the fairyland. I took the portraits of our daughter and son and asked them to take them with them. When they return to the fairyland, I asked them to ask if our daughter and son are there. It would be better if they were still alive.

Your illness over the years was caused by missing them. Your daughter risked her life to save our people. Your son went to look for his sister..." He sighed at this point.

He folded up the two portraits of his daughter and son and was about to leave when he heard a groan.

When his wife woke up, the old man walked over excitedly. "My dear, you are awake. You have been sleeping for half a year." He slowly helped his wife up.

"I just heard you say that your daughter and son are in the fairyland. Is this true?"

"My dear, don't get excited. It's just a few people from the fairyland who came. They rescued our spirit people and helped us kill the wild boar. They said there are spirit people in the fairyland. I wanted to give them the portraits of my daughter and son. When we return to the fairyland, I want to ask them if my daughter has ever been to the spirit people there."

"I'll go with you and ask! Wait for me for a moment while I eat something. Otherwise, I won't have the energy. Then I'll change my clothes." The old man said this and cast a cleansing spell on himself. In an instant, he felt refreshed. She quickly ate a few cakes.

With the help of her husband, she returned to the living room.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting. This is my wife. She wants to tell you about the situation of the spirit race in the fairy world." The old patriarch introduced.

Qiqi saw the clan leader's wife, who was walking unsteadily. She looked a bit like Yun Zi, and she was Yun Zi's relative. That meant she was also my relative from my previous life. Since I've already known Yun Zi and the spirits of the immortal world, it's only right that I help the old man.

The old man's hair was completely white. He looked a little listless and looked like a dying patient.

"Madam, I'm a doctor. Can I take a look at you?"

The old patriarch was excited when he heard this. "Quick, my dear, let the benefactor take a look at your health. You can still recover," he said quickly, fearing that his wife would disagree.

"Excuse me, young lady! This is the condition of my body."

Qiqi reached out to feel the old man's pulse. Knowing that he often fell into a coma and refused to eat, his body had already collapsed, she took out a pill and a bottle of spiritual spring water and handed them to the old man.

She took it, put it in her mouth without asking any questions, and swallowed it. Then she drank half a bottle of spiritual spring water.

Qiqi was stunned. The old man trusted a stranger he had only met once. He swallowed the pill without hesitation.

The old patriarch was also stunned. Her husband was too anxious and swallowed the pill without asking anything.

The old woman understood as soon as she took the pill into her mouth that this pill was worth a fortune. She drank a sip of the spiritual spring water and knew that the water was full of spiritual energy.

Her body instantly regained strength. She stood up and took a few steps without her husband's support.

The old patriarch was also surprised. It was great that his wife could walk on her own.

"Thank you, girl, for saving me, an old woman. I was almost dying, yet you can still walk by yourself." The old woman said excitedly.

At this time, several young people who were standing there came running over. "Grandma, it's great that you can walk. My grandma can walk now." A young girl ran out of the house.

Several boys knelt before Qiqi. "Thank you for saving our grandmother. You are the great benefactor of our spirit race. You just saved our people. How can we repay you? Please accept our greetings." They kowtowed three times.

Qiqi quickly pulled them up and said, "No, it's fate that we met and saved each other, and it's fate that we saved others."

The old patriarch bowed with trembling hands. He said nothing, yet a thousand words were expressed in this bow.

"Old Patriarch, don't be like this. Didn't you show me the portrait? Please bring it here so I can take a look. When I return to the fairyland, I will go to the spirit tribe to ask." Qiqi was trying to change the subject.

The old patriarch reacted immediately and took out two portraits from his pocket and handed them to Qiqi.

The old lady also looked up at Qiqi. Several young people were also looking at Qiqi, waiting for Qiqi to finish reading.

Qiqi took it, put it on the table and opened it. She saw a beautiful elf woman wearing a light blue dress with shining wings on her back flying in the air.

Qiqi looked at the woman and found that she looked more like her mother, Yun Zi. If they were similar, then Yun Zi must be this woman. She didn't know if her guess was right. But her mother was her grandfather's daughter!

Qiqi opened another portrait and saw one that looked like her uncle. The more she looked at it, the more it resembled her uncle.

Did they reach the immortal world and have nowhere to go? Did Grandpa take them in and adopt them as his sons and daughters? No, they must have been reincarnated as humans.

"Old man, take two pieces of drawing paper. I'll draw two elves who look like the pictures I've seen. Do you think they are?"

"Okay, okay, you guys go get it." He asked the young man to get it.

The old lady asked them to sit down and have something to eat and drink. She liked Qiqi very much.

Soon, the two young men came back. They were holding paper, a brush, and an inkstone, which they quickly placed on the table next to them.

Qiqi came over. She took out the pencil from her own space and began to draw. Zhou Jingze stood aside and watched Qiqi's portrait. Qiqi had never drawn before in this world. This was her first time drawing for someone else.

Zhou Jingze was still a little jealous. Xie Lei and Hu Boyuan had never seen Qiqi paint before. They saw Zhou Jingze's expression and secretly pulled each other, winking at each other. They both knew Zhou Jingze was jealous. They covered their mouths and laughed secretly.

Zhou Jingze turned around and gave them a fierce look, and they immediately turned their heads away and stopped looking at Zhou Jingze.

They all made small movements, which were noticed by the old patriarch and the old lady. They also glanced at each other. These young people were quite interesting. They should all listen to the girl.

Qiqi quickly finished Yun Zi's portrait. After handing it to the two elderly people, she continued to paint her uncle's portrait.

The old couple looked at the portrait that looked exactly like their daughter, and the old lady burst into tears.

"They look so alike, so alike. This is what she will look like when she grows up. She should be my daughter." The old lady said with tears in her eyes.

The old patriarch knew at a glance that this must be his daughter's reincarnation. His daughter was probably gone. She had reincarnated into the spirit tribe of the immortal world, and no one knew whose daughter she became.