The group pet little phoenix picked up a big brother cub

Lin Ye pulled Gu Moxuan, without looking back, and walked into the house prepared for them by the little camphor tree.After entering, he was immediately blinded by the golden light in front of him.

Lin Ye sighed: "Our little camphor tree, this illusion is really powerful, he can even replicate the luster reflected by the gold, jade and gemstones inlaid in this villa, it is worthy of praise!"

The three houses that Little Camphor Tree prepared for Lin Ye and the others were just simple and simple houses on the surface, but they actually reshaped their living environment by using his magic tricks.

When Lin Ye and the others first met Xiaoxiangzhangshu, Xiaoxiangzhangshu was forced by Master Yang of Bai'an Taoist Temple to create a perfect illusion for Mr. Han - in that illusion, Mr. Han's son was never lost However, his wife did not divorce him because of the missing son. It was a happy family.

It's a pity that there is no if, because the existence of child abductors has ruined all possibilities of happiness for this family.

Thinking of the good man Zai Zai whose whereabouts are still unknown, Lin Ye couldn't help but start to worry again.He has also experienced the pain of being stolen, but he is lucky, he has already found his Zai Zai, but the good man is still looking for his Zai Zai all these years.

Those who kidnap and sell other people's cubs should be cut to death!

Gu Moxuan noticed Lin Ye's anger, reached out and hugged him into his arms, rubbed the top of his hair, comforted him and said, "Honey, Han Zhuoyuan will be found soon."

He had a premonition that it was time to end this matter, and the enmity between him and Master Yang Ling and Zong Tang would be over soon!

"Yeah." Lin Ye leaned against his arms, smelling his good smell, and nodded obediently.

Master Yangling and Yu entangled them, entrapped his family's big monster, and caused the big monster's inner alchemy to shatter. He must get back this debt!

Lin Ye thought silently.

Gu Moxuan raised his hand, patted him on the back, and said, "Honey, it's getting late, let's go to rest first, we'll talk about it tomorrow if we have something to do."

"Okay!" Lin Ye's brows were curved, and she showed her chatty nature with a smile: "Go to bed early and get up early, and recharge your energy. Tomorrow morning we will appear in front of Suzaku in good spirits, and we will completely compare him to the disheveled man." !"

Gu Moxuan followed him all the time, nodded and said: "Okay."

His big baby, naturally everything is right.

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Compared with Lin Ye and the others who had already seen the illusion of the little camphor tree, Song Jinjie, who was seeing such a scene for the first time, admired the little camphor tree.

Mr. Han briefly introduced it to him, but he was too embarrassed to question him carefully. According to what Mr. Han said, he chose a room at random, opened the door and walked in.

He walked in very quickly, and he didn't see Mr. Han who was behind him opening his mouth, he hesitated to speak.

Mr. Han looked at the closed door of the room in front of him, and was at a loss for a moment.

The place where they live now is the illusion of the little camphor tree.Little camphor tree's illusion is very powerful. It copied his home exactly according to the original appearance, and even imitated the texture of the handrail of the stairs exactly.

He brought Song Jinjie in just now and asked him to choose a room at will, but he never expected that Song Jinjie accidentally chose the room that his son Han Zhuoyuan used to play when he was a child.

Seeing Song Jinjie walk into his son's room, Mr. Han wanted to stop him, but after thinking about it, it was just the illusion of the little camphor tree, not the real room of his son. He withdrew his hand that wanted to stop him, what? Didn't say anything.

At the beginning, when Lin Ye and Xiaoxiang Zhangshu came to stay at home, he arranged a room for them, so naturally he didn't let them enter his son Han Zhuoyuan's room.Just now, he was negligent and asked Song Jinjie to choose a room randomly because this was an illusion. Unexpectedly, Song Jinjie lived in Han Zhuoyuan's room by accident.

"Just stay here, maybe it's a good sign." Boss Han patted his chest, comforting himself.

Bai Ze, who is good at divination of the future, although the divination cannot tell where his son is, he is sure that his son is still alive in this world.Gu Moxuan of the ancient dragon clan and Lin Ye of the ancient phoenix clan also affirmed that his son was still alive, but he had no breath.

Now, with the clue of Chi Yashan, he sees hope, maybe, he will be able to reunite with his son soon.

Then, when the time comes, this room will wait for its owner.

After Song Jinjie opened the door and entered the room, he realized that there might be something wrong with the room he chose at random.

Because, this huge and luxurious room looks more like a child's bedroom.On the floor of the bedroom, there are all kinds of toys neatly arranged. There are toys for one or two-year-old children, and there are also skateboards and basketballs that boys of fifteen or sixteen years old will like. This is a well-prepared room and the layout of the room People, every day, are waiting for their children to come back.

Suddenly, Song Jinjie felt his nose sore and his heart ache.He bent down slowly and covered his chest with his hands, trying to suppress the strange emotion in his heart.

At this moment, the door was knocked.

Song Jinjie took a deep breath, stood up, calmed down his strange emotions, walked to the door, and opened it.

The person who knocked on the door was Mr. Han.Of course it's Boss Han, the villa in this illusion is currently only the two of them.

Mr. Han handed the things in his hand to Song Jinjie: "These are a change of clothes and toiletries, all new."

"Thank you Mr. Han!" Song Jinjie hurriedly thanked him.

Song Jinjie was naturally flattered that the real estate tycoon, who was firmly in the top three of the rich list, gave himself something with his own hands.

Mr. Han smiled and said, "Tomorrow morning, Lao Gu and the others may set off early in the morning. Go to bed early today and recharge your energy. We may have a long walk tomorrow."

Song Jinjie reacted for a moment before realizing that the old Gu that Mr. Han was talking about was Lin Ye's boyfriend Gu Moxuan, the Assistant Gu he was familiar with.

Thinking of the things I knew before, Gu Moxuan is an ancient dragon clan who has lived for tens of thousands of years.Lin Ye is a phoenix, also a thousand years old.

Assistant Zhang Xiang, the young man he was familiar with was actually not a young man at all, it was just the illusion of a small camphor tree.His human form is just a five or six-year-old child, and his voice is still childish.

Song Jinjie had already accepted this fantasy world, but for a while, his reaction was a little slow.

Mr. Han gave him the things, turned around and left without saying anything.Song Jinjie originally wanted to ask him if this room was reserved for his son, but when he thought that this topic would touch his heart, he silently swallowed back what he wanted to say, returned to the room, and prepared to go bath.

Although this place is an illusion created by the little camphor tree, the illusion of the little camphor tree has always been made vividly, everything is exactly the same as the real world - except that he can't make real food.

Last time, he conjured up an illusion to trap Boss Han, causing the unknowing Boss Han to eat leaves, soil, and small stones as food.

This time, he naturally didn't dare to make fake food, so Song Jinjie quickly discovered that in the whole room, he could take a bath, or even take a bath, but he couldn't drink water, and there was nothing edible.

It was already early in the morning, and his stomach began to growl, telling him that the master was hungry.

Song Jinjie looked around in the kitchen and confirmed that there was nothing to eat, not even the water directly from the tap.Dejected, he turned and prepared to go back to the room from the kitchen.

He walked from the kitchen to the living room, suddenly he was in a trance, and a sense of déjà vu suddenly appeared in his heart: It seems that, once, at a certain moment, he also stood in this position and saw the living room in front of him from this perspective.

At that time, the living room was not so dark, nor was it so deserted and empty.

His perspective seems to be lower, not as high as the sofa in the living room.In the living room, there are bright and warm lights, the TV is on, and the must-have drama "Journey to the West" is playing in it: "You carry the burden, and I will lead the horse..."

The familiar singing voice makes people want to sing along together.

A man sat on the sofa in the living room with his head down, reading a magazine in his hand.At the other end, a tall, slender young woman was holding a plate of cut fruit and was putting a small fork into it.

After placing the cute cartoon fruit forks one by one, the woman turned her head and waved in Song Jinjie's direction, calling out softly, "Xiao Yuan, come to mom, let's eat fruit!"

"Okay, okay, eat fruit!" Song Jinjie felt his body uncontrollable, rushed into the living room from the kitchen door, and trotted all the way into the arms of that beautiful woman.

He felt that he was walking unsteadily, a little stumbling and clumsy.However, neither the man on the sofa nor the young woman blamed her, and even praised him together: "Baby, you are awesome!"

He followed the sound and looked back at the man who had just spoken, only to see that the man had put down the magazine in his hand and was looking at him dotingly, with a smile on his face.

After Song Jinjie saw the man's appearance, he was slightly surprised. This man was clearly Mr. Han when he was young.

Mr. Han did not experience the vicissitudes of the years, nor did he experience the pain of losing his son, but was just a successful businessman, his wife and son were always by his side.

Song Jinjie snapped his nose suddenly, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

He raised his hand, wiped away his tears, opened his eyes again, and found that he was still at the door from the kitchen to the living room, and hadn't moved a step. Everything he saw just now was an illusion, not real.

Song Jinjie didn't care, he just thought it was the sequelae of the little camphor tree's technique.

He didn't find anything to eat, so he went back to his room hungry and lay down on the bed.

Suddenly, a thought flashed in his mind, he didn't know what was wrong with him, he got up from the bed by accident, went to the drawer of the desk next to him, opened the drawer, and took out a photo album.

These are all the photos taken by Mr. Han's son, Han Zhuoyuan, from birth to before he disappeared.Song Jinjie didn't know why he knew this photo album was here, and he didn't know why he opened the photo album.

However, when he saw a picture of a child about eleven or twelve months old in the middle of the album, his hands flicking through the album stopped.

He has seen this photo!

It's not that Mr. Han has seen it on those promotional posters looking for his son!

Mr. Han was looking for his son, and the photos released were photos of Han Zhuoyuan when he was two years old and lost, but the photos of Han Zhuoyuan when he was one year old were hardly seen by anyone.

However, Song Jinjie discovered that he had seen it before.

He had seen this photo in his own photo album, and his parents told him that the child in this one-year-old photo was him!