I used to think about building a territory, building it into a paradise in my mind, and then I could live in it comfortably and comfortably, like a hermit, which is also good.

But this idea has always remained in the idea, and there has been no action.

Before cultivating, I didn't have the ability, and I didn't have time during the cultivation period.

I have time for the holidays, and I'm busy with the dog, and now, I have been hit hard by others, and I don't have my heart anymore.

A large amount of time is free up with nothing to do.

Now that I have some ability, although this large amount of time is still a little shorter for building a territory, it can also be done as much as I want.

Anyway, the Great Wall was not built in a day. Anyway, right now, it's just a matter of beautifying the place where you live first.

For a while, there weren't many orcs coming to live next to each other. You don't need to build houses everywhere.

Just build it slowly.

With its own territory, it has its own paradise. Even if there is no beauty of Chiguo Mountain in this world. There will also be a deep sense of belonging.

But although Liang Yuan is good, it is not a long-term love home. Coming and going is always under the fence.

Although it is ugly here, you can make it beautiful little by little. Even if it's temporarily ugly, it's always its own nest, and I don't know how much better it is than sending people under the fence.

Thinking of this, the loneliness and sadness in Xiao Sisi's heart gradually dissipated. Tiredness hit, and after a while, I fell asleep again.

When I woke up again, it was already dawn. Xiao Sisi stretched his waist, and when he was about to get up, his eyes swept out unconsciously, but he saw that the wooden bed he was sleeping on was hung with brocade curtains hanging on all sides, and gold hooks hanging obliquely.

Xiao Sisi was stunned for a moment, his eyes were frozen, and he couldn't help but froze.

She subconsciously looked at the bed she was sleeping on, it was no longer the very simple wooden bed she had hastily ordered last night.

A carved bed, carved on the railing on three sides of the complex and beautiful patterns of birds and beasts, the knife work is strange, it seems, all of them are lifelike, ready to come out.

She looked at the quilt on her body again, it was a gorgeous brocade quilt, and the mattress spread under her body was a thick and soft embroidered mattress, which was no longer the coarse kudzu cotton and linen quilt she handled yesterday.

This surprise. It really is. It made her almost suspect that she was still in a dream.

The tip of her tongue reached between her teeth, and with a light bite, she felt pain. She knew it wasn't a dream.

She rolled over and got up, lifted the curtain in front of her bed a little more, and looked up and down the room, only to find that it was not only the bed she slept on, but the bedding on her bed had changed.

It turns out that everything in the whole house, including the stone house itself, has changed, and the stone house of about 30 square meters now looks more than doubled.

In the original empty stone house, there are now all kinds of daily furnishings and furniture needed for clothing, food, housing, sitting, lying down, lighting, bathing, and grooming.

It's all antique and exquisite.

The simple stone chamber has long been gone. In its place, there are palatial palace-like bedrooms.

Oh my God, what the hell is going on? She remembered that when she woke up at midnight last night, her eyes had unconsciously swept around the room, and there was still nothing in the room except for a bed.

Why did these things that had only flashed in her mind suddenly appear in her room when she woke up?

Could it be, could it be that the dog sentence has found here.