Move "Is this your necklace?" The philosophical personality palm moved slightly, and the necklace automatically flew in front of Wang Lingjuan, opened the buckle and tied it around her neck.

"Yes, although it doesn't make any sense."

...

As philosophical personality says, the fantasy forest is one of the countless personal containers in the universe. Most of the containers of personality are just a small space similar to a small black room. The vastness of the fantasy forest and the richness of the content are enough to prove how great the personality that created it was.

About two thousand years ago, a Celtic who was addicted to fantasy and did not do anything about production was expelled by the ethnic group. He wandered all the way east, ate the wind and drank dew, and went through a lot of hardships and finally settled in the Mountains of Field.

The Celtic was extremely delighted by the beautiful local scenery and abundant resources. After finding enough food and water, he began to build his own story in his fantasy.

The beautiful Black Forest gave the Celtic the most abundant inspiration. After he got some food and drink every day, he would lie on the grass opposite the cave and stare at the sky in a daze, falling into a long-term fantasy and unable to extricate himself.

He thought life was like this and would disappear in loneliness. Finally, on a night with the twinkling starry sky, the Celtic fell asleep unconsciously and then found himself in an unknown space. In this space, he could create things that only exist in his fantasy.

He named this place Fantasy Forest.

The Celtic spent his whole life exploring the scope of the fantasy forest and filling in the details. By the time he was about to die, he had not had time to complete one-tenth of the content he had fantasized.

The Celtic hopes that someone else can realize his unfinished fantasy, and he leaves three keys in the real world.

The first key, the Celtics remembered the tattoo unique to the tribe back then. He engraved the tattoo pattern into a wolf's canine teeth and wrote it into the mark of the fantasy forest. When a human who also has a fantasy personality gets this tooth, he can open a passage to the fantasy forest.

The second key, the Celtic remembered his wife who had been separated for many years. The woman was wearing a string of bronze bracelets, which he copied.

The third key, he remembered the surprise when he saw the first snowflake in his childhood.

All three keys are buried near the Field Mountains, which is within the Black Forest in Baden-Württemberg, Germany today.

In the past two thousand years, some have had fantasy personality to get the opportunity to go to the fantasy forest. Their beautiful imagination has filled the gaps in the fantasy forest, with more and more content, and are becoming more and more abundant. It has expanded from the original 6,000 square kilometers to a full 30,000 square kilometers.

Magnificent canyons, majestic waterfalls, lush forests, continuous peaks and quiet lakes form the foundation of the fantasy forest.

Later, people gradually added the weather and four seasons formed by the sun, moon and stars, warm spring, hot summer, cool autumn and cold winter. Sometimes it was stormy, sometimes it was cloudy, sometimes it was sunny, sometimes it was clear and clear.

There are more things, the gentle sika deer, the cunning hare, the beautiful butterfly...

Until this fantasy domain, which is clearly different from reality, was finally built.

In the 18th century, there were two Germans who liked fantasy. They wandered in the fantasy forest, exploring, and were impressed by the grandeur and splendor of the fantasy forest. After returning to the real world, they wrote the best-selling German works with sales of only second only to the Bible. Their names were Jacob Green and William Green, and they were called the "Brothers of Grimm". Their works were called "Grimm's Fairy Tales".

At the end of the 19th century, European powers set off a craze for the division of China. Tom Gruel Green, the descendant of the Grimm brothers, took a boat to the Far East to adventure, and took the treasures left by his ancestors, intending to realize his dream of getting rich overnight on that rich land.

Tom eventually stayed in Zhonghai City, experiencing wars between the Qing Dynasty, the Republic of China, and the Japanese invasion, and his ancestors' treasures were no longer known where to go. I heard that one of his descendants moved to Chazhou in the last century and were buried in an open space in Baihe Mountain after his death, and the three keys were buried with him.

A villa was built in this open space decades later. No matter how beautiful the illusion is, it will be hidden by time. No one knows the secret of the key anymore.

The strange magic of the three keys continued to affect the thinking of several residents before and after.

After a few years when the first owner of the villa moved in, he began to experience frequent hallucinations. Including the second and third owners, all of them had accidents.

When she arrived at Wang Lingjuan, the daughter of the fourth master Wang Cunde, she had a fantasy personality and unexpectedly got the key and opened the passage to the fantasy forest.

Wang Lingjuan was immediately fascinated by the fantasy forest. She found spiritual comfort here, who was depressed and depressed in the outside world.

All kinds of novel things are worth exploring for a long time, not to mention that this is a world created by dozens of fantasy personalities that have exhausted their lives and collectively created. Wang Lingjuan lingers and is happy. She stays for more than ten days before she remembers to go back to see her parents.

Every time she returned to the real world and saw her parents still quarrel endlessly, she felt bored and soon entered the fantasy forest again.

Gradually, she spent more and more time in the fantasy forest, and became more and more dissatisfied with the real world.

Time flies and youth disappears. Wang Lingjuan is already unable to stop. Until the 20th year, the key loses its effectiveness and cuts off its connection with the real world.

She tried to participate in the creation process of the Fantasy Forest, but her personality power was too weak.

It was not until she was sixty that she was another turning point for Wang Lingjuan. She finally realized that she was old and had little time. She began to miss her hometown deeply and everything in the real world.

She longed to go back and take a look.

Another ten years passed, and Wang Lingjuan felt that there was no hope and was ready to find a holy place to die quietly. At this moment, Song Baojun appeared.

...

Song Baojun felt that he could not always let the philosophical personality show off and create a Fourier channel, saying: "Let's go back to the soul furnace of imaginary space to transform your personality."

Philosophical personality smiled and said, "That's right."

When she returned to the imaginary space and saw a completely different scene from the fantasy forest, Wang Lingjuan was shocked in her heart without saying much. She was already an old woman, so she naturally would not write surprise on her face.

Only when her romantic personality couldn't stand it, she made a gorgeous outfit for Wang Lingjuan, which finally covered her naked and shriveled body and was no longer so annoying.

The philosophical personality immediately opened the soul furnace and analyzed Wang Lingjuan, and the spectrum showed a fluorescent green.

"The very common 'fantasy' personality, and everyone has a side that likes fantasy, and it's not surprising." The philosophical personality explains: "Once a person has no fantasy, he will lose his creativity, but if he has too many fantasy, he will often be out of reality. This is also the defect of Wang Lingjuan and other fantasy personality, which is very consistent with the data we get."

Song Baojun said oh, only feeling his eyes wide open.

"The following is to strengthen personality. There are many ways to strengthen life, and continuing life is just one of them. This is not difficult for us at present, and Wang Lingjuan's fantasy personality is relatively weak, so we have a lot of room to operate."

As the philosophical personality spoke, Wang Lingjuan, who was in the middle of the vortex of the soul furnace, fantasized that the green light of personality gradually changed from dimness to brightness.

"But there are also flaws that we cannot do at the moment. Can the secret energy be replenished at one time? Wang Lingjuan has to come in every once in a while to replenish new secret energy."

Wang Lingjuan's fantasy personality has been strengthened, her face has become more rosy, her expression is not so old, her gully wrinkles disappear, and her walking has a bit more charm. She wears a graceful and luxurious big red robe, and the overall temperament of a middle-aged lady is presented.

The philosophical personality draws a rune the size of a palm in the air, with golden light shining and dozens of patterns intertwined. The concentric circles in it indicate that the fantasy personality becomes part of the imaginary space, the hexahedral represents the temple, and the equilateral triangle represents the contract...all contain corresponding secret energy.

He hooked his middle finger and flicked it gently, and the golden runes fell between Wang Lingjuan's eyebrows and disappeared.

The contract has been reached.

Wang Lingjuan knelt respectfully on the ground and whispered: "Wang Lingjuan pays homage to the master."

Song Baojun said: "Since you're fine, then go out. I think you can't wait to meet your family and friends."

“Yes, Master.”

"Uh..." Song Baojun remembered one thing: "Back to reality, treat me like an old friend, don't be so restrained."

"As for orders, master."

...

...

Song Baojun, who was sitting next to the sickbed, gently moved his fingers placed on Wang Lingjuan's forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Mengxian, who had expressed his wrong love before, quickly handed over a wet towel, trying to atone for his merits and apologize, "Brother Jun, wipe the sweat."

Song Baojun took the towel and wiped his face, saying, "Thank you."

The people around him also breathed a sigh of relief. Song Baojun had maintained his previous posture for more than ten minutes, which made everyone very anxious. Liang Bohua even suspected that Wang Lingjuan's madness was contagious and infected Jun Shao.

The attending physician felt that Jun Jun was just acting. Seeing Wang Lingjuan closing his eyes tightly, he stepped forward and smiled and said, "Sir, maybe Miss Wang's condition is too serious and she will not be cured for a while. Why don't we come again next time?"

Wang Cunde also thought the same way and smiled and said with apologies: "Mr. Jun, don't be sad. I have been here at least seven or eight times in half a year. Which time did not come with hope and return with disappointment? Nowadays, science and technology are like this, and it is still impossible to fully study the structure of human brains."

Others also thought that Song Baojun could cure the disease by placing his finger on Wang Lingjuan's forehead, which was too whimsical.
Chapter completed!