The cannon fodder of Quick Travel counterattacks the host. She has a collecting habit!

Just when Luo Yangyang's patience was about to run out, she seemed to hear the sound of running water.

"Is it possible that there is an underground river here?"

Following the direction of the sound, Luo Yangyang continued to walk forward. Sure enough, after a while, her field of vision broadened, and she did see a small river.

In the dead of winter, this small river is still flowing, with no sign of freezing. Looking around, it seems that the temperature inside is higher than outside.

After all, there are flowers and green trees here, which are in sharp contrast to the white snow outside.

"Is it possible that I have traveled through time again?"

"Is there anyone? Is there anyone here?"

Luo Yangyang called out twice tentatively, but unfortunately there was no response.

Continuing to walk along the path, Luo Yangyang soon saw a small wooden house in front of him. The wooden house was surrounded by a fence.

It's obvious that someone did live here, but I don't know if anyone still lives here.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

After asking twice, no one answered, Luo Yangyang simply opened the door and walked in.

The fence of the fence yard was very crude, as if it would fall down if pushed lightly. Luo Yangyang crossed the small yard and came to the door of the wooden house.

He stretched out his right hand and gave it a gentle push.

With a "squeak", the door was opened.

As soon as he entered the house, Luo Yangyang saw a corpse lying on the ground, and there was another corpse on the bed, but the one on the ground was lying down, and the one on the bed was sitting.

Judging from the rags on their bodies, Luo Yangyang guessed that the two people might not have existed at the same time.

Obviously, the person on the bed should be the owner, who is wearing a thin summer dress and a single coat.

The men lying on the ground, although they were all mummified, were wearing the same thick winter clothes made of cotton as Luo Yangyang himself.

Looking at the two corpses in the room, Luo Yangyang felt very strange. What exactly caused the situation she saw now?

Just when Luo Yangyang was puzzled, Luo Yangyang suddenly felt as if a layer of mist had appeared in front of his eyes, and everything suddenly became blurry.

When Luo Yangyang opened his eyes again, Luo Yangyang didn't expect that he was actually lying on the sofa in his villa.

The iPad she was holding in her hand showed the scene of her and her anti-fans quarreling in the distance.

"Have I traveled back in time? Back to before my sudden death?"

Putting down the iPad in his hand, Luo Yangyang hurriedly looked in the mirror. In the mirror, he was still the same self as before, and nothing seemed to have changed.

Luo Yangyang is a little confused. Could it be that everything is just a dream? I have never died suddenly, nor encountered the system, nor have I traveled through time?

After a while, the doorbell rang.

"Who will come to see me at this time?"

Luo Yangyang walked to the door full of doubts and looked out through the peephole. It was his scumbag father who came to the door with his mistress.

Luo Yangyang instantly threw away all the questions he had just now and opened the door directly.

"What are you doing at my house?"

"You kid, why don't you say that I am also your biological father? Can't you come to my own daughter's house?"

"No, I have severed the father-daughter relationship with you a long time ago. You are not welcome in my home, so leave now!"

"You are unfilial. I have never been like you since ancient times!"

"I'm like this? What am I like? I'm a hundred times better than you, Chen Shimei, and you brought this mistress to my place. Why are you here, a demonstration? Don't make yourself uncomfortable, get out of here!"

After Luo Yangyang finished speaking, he closed the door again with a "pop" sound.

As soon as Luo Jianren walked to the door, he was almost hit in the nose by the door.

With lingering fear, Luo Jianren covered his nose and shouted outside the door:

"Damn girl, hurry up and open the door. I'm telling you, you're already a grown man. Don't just show your face outside all day without doing anything serious.

I have found a match for you. He is the son of Mr. Zhao of the construction group. He is a talented and polite man. I will give you three days to prepare. I will make an appointment with Mr. Zhao to have dinner with you in three days! "

Luo Yangyang was trembling with anger as he listened to Luo Jianren's words in the room. He wished he could just go out with a kitchen knife and chop down the couple.

At this moment, a big knife suddenly appeared in Luo Yangyang's hand!

"Good guy, what's going on?"

After being confused for a moment, Luo Yangyang remembered that he had space, but what was going on now? Wouldn’t the system suddenly be kind enough to send him back?

What is the situation now?

Could it be that I have fallen into an illusion, then this illusion is too real!

Outside the door, Luo Jianren was still talking endlessly about the benefits of marrying the Zhao family. Luo Yangyang was also an Internet celebrity, and the Internet was so developed. How could she not know that Mr. Zhao was a beast in disguise.

The headlines in the entertainment tabloids every day, seven out of ten days, were contracted by Mr. Zhao to let her go on a blind date with such a person. She could tell with her toes that Luo Jianren had evil intentions.

But now is not the time to dwell on these things. If this is an illusion, then everything she feels now is false, and then she can naturally do whatever she wants.

Thinking of this, Luo Yangyang immediately opened the door with his two-meter-long sword. With his martial arts still there, it was easy to cook these two offal.

As soon as he opened the door, Luo Jianren was dumbfounded when he saw Luo Yangyang rushing out with a big knife.

"What are you doing? Maybe you still want to kill your father!"

Luo Yangyang raised the corners of his mouth, smiled strangely, and then quickly killed the two of them.

The moment Luo Jianren and the mistress fell to the ground, Luo Yangyang's vision suddenly returned to clarity. When he looked again, he was still in that wooden house.

After carefully looking at everything in the wooden house, Luo Yangyang discovered that there was a jade plaque placed in a corner that she hadn't noticed.

Luo Yangyang stepped forward and picked up the jade token. In an instant, a white light flashed, and then some more information came into Luo Yangyang's mind.

It turns out that the person who has emerged on the bed is an intermediate formation master. He accidentally triggered the mechanism while studying an ancient formation, and was subsequently swept into this world by the turbulence of time and space.

Because there is no spiritual energy in this world, and the formation master was seriously injured, he used all the spiritual stones left on his body to set up such a heart-refining formation, hoping to pass on what he had learned throughout his life to those who were destined to do so.

And the reason why he chose this place was because it was once the dragon vein land of a small and declining dynasty.

This also confirmed Luo Yangyang's previous guess when he collected gold and silver jewelry from the side. Luo Yangyang continued to look down and learned the mystery of this heart refining array.

If the person who enters the illusion is not strong enough in will and cannot maintain enough rationality, he will be trapped in the illusion until the end of his life.

Looking at the man on the ground, Luo Yangyang guessed that maybe this man died because he was lost in the illusion forever.

The next information is the inheritance content of some formation masters, some formations from elementary to intermediate, and of course, there is also a skill in it.

Because no matter which formation method is used, it can only be used by people with a certain foundation of cultivation. This is a method called "Xuanwu Zhenjue".

Luo Yangyang has never been exposed to cultivation things, so she doesn't know what level this skill is and whether it is suitable for her to practice.

But thinking about it, even if it is suitable, it is in vain. After all, people have said before that there is no aura in this world.