"Wait, I'll go with you."
Seeing Fengming walking straight towards Huanlin without paying any attention to her obstruction, Xinyi no longer cared about anything else and quickly chased after him. Yuanbao had already run ahead of the two of them on his four short legs to lead the way.
"Are you sure you're not affected by the Phantom Forest? That shouldn't be the case. Uncle Whitebeard said that no one has ever been able to walk out of the Phantom Forest because no one has ever been able to remain unaffected by the Phantom Forest. Even the most determined people he's ever met were ultimately defeated by the Phantom Forest... Did you really come from the Phantom Forest? Or did you fall from the Deep Cliff like me?"
Xinyi chased after Fengming, but she couldn't help muttering. She really couldn't believe that Fengming was really not affected by Huanlin, but it was true that Fengming came from Huanlin.
"I really, really, really came from Huanlin. When you see your father later, you will know whether I lied to you or not. And who is Uncle Whitebeard? Is there anyone else here besides you?"
Fengming keenly caught the other person mentioned in Xinyi's words, but she didn't see anyone else during her time here.
"Uncle Whitebeard was a very good man. He died ten days ago trying to save me."
Xinyi's face turned very sad because of this question. Fengming was about to ask for details, but he had already reached the edge of the Fantasy Forest, and the beautiful scenery of ten miles of peach blossoms appeared before his eyes again.
"Oh, it would be great if there were really gentian all over the mountains."
Xinyi stood a few steps behind Fengming. She didn't dare to get too close to Huanlin.
"Purple-flowered? This is clearly a peach blossom."
Speaking of this, Fengming had been very concerned about it before. Xinyi had mentioned several times that the mountains were full of gentian flowers, but she had not seen a single gentian flower along the way.
Unlike Fengming's surprised expression, his face was very calm.
"Oh, so you saw peach blossoms. To me, it's a mountain of gentian flowers, breathtakingly beautiful. The man with the white beard said he saw vast expanses of emerald green grassland. Others have seen many magical animals, fruits, vegetables, plants, and even a library. This fantasy forest will conjure up the most beautiful scenes in your subconscious."
Xinyi looked at Huanlin's direction with a blank and sad look in her eyes as she explained to Fengming. She gave off a strong sense of sadness and despair. What on earth had she been through here in such a short period of time? She was a lively and cheerful girl just now, but now she looked like a melancholy goddess.
"But there were four of us just now. According to what you said, my brother, sister, and I should have seen different scenes, but the three of us all saw the magnificent Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms. What's going on?"
"Eh? There's still this situation?"
Xinyi, who was emitting a melancholy temperament in the previous second, changed her expression in an instant and turned into the lively girl who was a little startled. Fengming felt that he really liked Xinyi more like this.
"Hasn't this happened to you before?"
"No, I haven't heard of it or seen it."
Xinyi shook her head, obviously she didn't understand the situation either.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this for now. Go and bring your father and my brother and sister here first. What if he gets brain damage from staying in the Fantasy Forest for too long?"
"No, as long as you leave the Phantom Forest and wait for a while, you will return to normal. Hey, why don't you tie a rope around your waist? In case you are affected by the Phantom Forest, I can pull you out."
Xinyi fished out a roll of rope from her back, which was obviously made of old clothes. It was like a magic trick. Fengming had never noticed that she was carrying such a roll of rope before.
"It's okay, I'm sure it won't be affected. Don't worry, just wait for me here."
For some reason, Fengming was certain that this Fantasy Forest would not cause her to lose her mind. She waved her hand and ignored Xinyi's move to tie her up with a rope, then stepped into the Fantasy Forest.
"Yuanbao, lead the way for me."
"Woof~"
Yuanbao shouted excitedly and ran quickly in front of Fengming. He was really an incredibly smart dog.
......
At the entrance of the Fantasy Forest, Feng Xiyun's target of trouble has now changed to Uncle Xin Jiu.
The little girl Feng Yuyun's hair was now all messed up with pearls and jade, her pigtails were pulled from the left to the right, and a big cat face was painted on her face. If her mind had not been affected by Huan Lin, she would have wanted to kill Feng Xiyun.
Feng Xiyun circled around Uncle Xin Jiu twice, pulled Uncle Xin Jiu's beard, and ruffled Uncle Xin Jiu's bun. Finally, he looked at the jade pendant hanging on Uncle Xin Jiu's waist. Hmm, it was made of the finest mutton-fat jade. Not bad, right?
There was really nothing to see. Feng Xiyun stood opposite Uncle Xin Jiu, one hand clasped under his armpit, the other hand supporting his chin with his thumb and index finger in a figure eight shape, sizing up Uncle Xin Jiu's face and finally coming to a conclusion: "This old man was probably half as good-looking as me when he was young."
He looked at Uncle Xin Jiu from his hair to his heels, and there was really nothing left to see. However, he did not see anyone coming back from the direction Feng Ming left.
"Hey, when will my sister come back? I'm so bored."
Looking at Feng Yuyun who was smiling dreamily over there, Feng Xiyun turned his gaze back to Uncle Xin Jiu. He always felt that Uncle Xin Jiu was hiding some secret.
Although he knew there was no one else here, Feng Xiyun still looked around cautiously, making sure that no one else could see his movements. Suddenly, he clenched his fists and saluted Uncle Xin Jiu.
"Hey, I heard that you were once a famous figure in the Daqing Green Forest. I've always been curious about the Jianghu, so I just searched a little. Don't blame me, old man. I'm just too curious."
After saying this, Feng Xiyun once again looked around, then glanced at Feng Yuyun to make sure that she was stupidly not paying attention to him, and finally confirmed that Uncle Xin Jiu didn't seem to be waking up at all. He just stared straight ahead with a happy and sweet smile on his face, not knowing what he was thinking. After making sure that everything was fine and no one would notice his actions, Feng Xiyun stretched out his hand - reached into Uncle Xin Jiu's clothes and rummaged around!
But don't get me wrong, Feng Xiyun is not a pervert who covets the old man's body and molests the old man's body. He actually just wants to see what Uncle Xin Jiu has with him and whether there is anything related to his previous identity.
Feng Xiyun sat cross-legged on the grass, looking at the things in his hands: a wooden carved pony, a short dagger, a pure white silk handkerchief embroidered with a gentian flower, and a small wooden sign half the size of his palm. It seemed like they had no connection.
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