Rebirth: Be Your Space

On this day, Zhang Meng was still lying on the grass by the lake in a daze, beside Yan Jintong who was meditating alone with a faint blue light all over his body.

When Yan Jintong was seven years old, his master who had been the shopkeeper for seven years finally appeared, fed him a so-called marrow washing pill, left his original mind, and told him to meditate every day before he could be chic again. left.Regarding Taoist Xinshu's irresponsible actions, Yan Jintong didn't say a word, and found that after taking the Xisui Dan, his body was really reborn, and even his right eye, which had been unable to see things until now, could sense the light from the outside world.Daily meditation made his mind clearer and his senses sharper, but a year after he started to meditate, his body would glow with blue light every time he meditated.Coupled with the inner strength mentality and sword style of the upper class of the Yan family, the younger generation has few opponents in today's world.

Zhang Meng was shocked when he heard for the first time that there are people who cultivate truth in this world. Isn’t cultivation and so on only found in books, but thinking about the strange things that happened to him, he felt that there was nothing unacceptable .

Since then, the two have gotten used to the way of getting along with each other in a daze and the other meditating for two hours a day, and this day is also the same, but it is a little different.

Zhang Meng fell asleep unconsciously in a daze. It was strange to say that he would sleep even though he didn't need to eat. God knows Zhang Meng wished he could eat.When no one noticed, the blue light spread from Yan Jintong's body, covering Zhang Meng beside him. When Yan Jintong finished his meditation and opened his eyes, Zhang Meng was completely enveloped by the blue light.Yan Jintong, who has always been calm about things, was also shocked for a moment, stretched out his hand but couldn't get close, as if he was blocked by the blue light, no matter how he called Zhang Meng, he couldn't get a response, so he could only stay on the side.He knew that blue light would appear on his body when he was meditating, but he didn't know why even Zhang Meng was shrouded in blue light this time.

This guard lasted for two full days, halfway through Yan Jintong came back to reality and confessed that no one should disturb her and never left again.Two days later, the blue light on Zhang Meng's body finally gradually dissipated. After the mutation, the one lying on the grass was Zhang Meng but not the original him.

Now Zhang Meng is more real than before, no longer as illusory as before, Yan Jintong tried to reach out her hand, and indeed touched him.And his waist-length blue hair also turned into ordinary black, hanging down his back like fine black silk.

When Yan Jintong was still looking up and down at the newborn Zhang Meng, Zhang Meng also woke up. He looked at Yan Jintong in front of him in puzzlement. Why did this person feel weird today? What was he doing looking at him?Before he could figure out why, Zhang Meng felt strange about his body. When he lowered his head, he realized that he was naked, and his suit that could not be changed for a thousand years was gone!

"What are you doing!" Before she said it, she thought that Yan Jintong would not be able to touch him at all, there was no way she could take off his clothes.So what is the situation!

Seeing that Zhang Meng woke up, Yan Jintong ignored his yelling, and suddenly disappeared into the space, and reappeared in the blink of an eye, dragging a quilt in his hand, wrapping Zhang Meng in it.At least he was sure that the lining hadn't been changed, it was still the rash Zhang Meng.This realization made him unconsciously relieved.

"Huh? Huh!!!" Zhang Meng looked at the quilt covering his body, and then at Yan Jintong who was still in front of him with a paralyzed face, he was immediately confused.

"You can touch me? What the hell is going on here?"

Yan Jintong roughly talked about the situation in the past two days, but Zhang Meng still didn't understand why he suddenly materialized.Looking at the new image reflected in the lake, Zhang Meng felt that he was becoming more and more like an ordinary person. Could this be a story of his efforts to become an adult?Is he upgraded today?Or a half-breed with blue eyes?Suddenly, the second young master of the Yan family came to mind, and he couldn't help but get a black hair, he must be thinking too much.

"I'll go find you some clothes, you should be able to wear them now." Since you can't figure it out, it's better not to think about it.Yan Jintong came out of the space and wanted to find Zhang Meng's clothes, but suddenly found that she could see with her right eye, not the hazy light like before, but clearly and truly. When he reacted, Zhang Meng's voice suddenly came from his mind, which had never happened before.

"Huh?! Where is this?"

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"What's the situation? Why do you see the same room in the lake!"

"...Shut up!" Yan Jintong said inwardly, having a headache from Zhang Meng's yelling.

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Finally quiet, Yan Jintong opened the closet and took a white robe and trousers of the same type as his own. He just wanted to quickly enter the space, and it seemed that Zhang Meng was not the only one who had changed.

"Well, can you not have the white one, it's easy to pretend..."

Before he could close the closet, the voice in his head sounded again.Looking down at her white body, Yan Jintong chose to ignore the second half of the sentence.But before entering the space, he changed into a robe with a silver gray base and light blue hook edge from the closet.Returning to the space again, Zhang Meng was still wrapped in a quilt and standing by the lake.

"Thank you."

Embarrassed, he took the clothes and hid behind a big tree to change.The style of the clothes is not complicated, and they still look good after wearing them, but they are a little bigger.Looking at the loose belt hanging around Zhang Meng's waist, Yan Jintong naturally helped him re-tie it. After adjusting his clothes, he realized that he was not wearing shoes. Fortunately, he was stepping on the soft grass.

"It was your room just now? Why did you suddenly appear in the lake?" Zhang Meng shrank his feet in embarrassment, but he was very excited when he thought that he could see the outside world.

"Did you see it from the lake?" This was also Yan Jintong's question.

"Yes, as soon as you left, a room appeared in the lake, and then someone opened the closet. I wasn't sure at first, but I didn't expect that person to be really you. It's as if what I saw was yours what the eye sees."

"What did my eyes see?" Maybe this kid really hit the mark. . .So can he guess that Zhang Meng and his space are actually in his right eye.

"I'm talking nonsense, how can it be so mysterious, but what happened this time is really evil enough, and, besides, you can hear me talking outside?" Zhang Meng suddenly thought of the conversation between the two just now. Short, but really communicative.

"Don't think about it. I have to go out to do some errands. I will come to you tonight and find you a pair of shoes. You may not be able to wear mine. You can stay in the bamboo house first." Looking at Zhang Meng, it was obvious With feet that are smaller than her own, Yan Jintong plans to look for her shoes from a few years ago, and she probably hasn't worn them much.

"Okay, by the way, help me bring a rope to tie my hair. I couldn't comb it before, but now it should be fine. This hair is too obstructive." Zhang Meng pushed the hair that fell in front of him to the back, Pulling the overly long clothes and walking towards the bamboo house, he almost tripped and was grabbed by Yan Jintong before he could go far.

"Er, thank you, this dress is too long, ha ha."

Didn't say anything, just picked up Zhang Meng and walked towards the bamboo house. Although the two of them were not much different in size, after all, martial arts practitioners were stronger, so Yan Jintong carried Zhang Meng into the house without much effort. chair.

"...Thank you." To be hugged by a child princess, Zhang Meng really wanted to bump his head to death.

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