Chen Fan found a safe place, set up a simple formation, set up a tent, and checked his physical condition.

Opening the method of internal vision, Chen Fan first checked the meridians from the dantian, and then to every detail of the body.

A few minutes later, Chen Fan ran for a short time, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and breathed a sigh of relief, his mind still echoed with the voice of the mysterious woman in the sedan chair.

Thinking back to the strange world that was as broken as lenses, Chen Fan's heart moved, and suddenly he thought of something, and his divine consciousness entered the sea of gods.

The Divine Sea was calm, and there was not the slightest sign of injury, but when Chen Fan's divine sense moved to the spiritual spring that connected to the Purple Mansion, his mind moved, and he entered the space of the Purple Mansion.

The moment his divine consciousness entered, Chen Fan's whole person was stunned: the original colorful space had a turquoise lake in the middle of the lake at this time, and in the middle of the lake, the ripples and ripples of the water were so real.

Chen Fan's gathered divine consciousness subconsciously entered the lake, and the lake water actually had a feeling of submerging his divine consciousness.

In other words, the lake in his Purple Mansion space is not illusory, but real!!

"How...... What's going on?"

After Chen Fan went down the mountain, he also saw a lot of strange things and things, but tonight's events shocked him one after another.

And what shocked Chen Fan even more was that after there was water in the Purple Mansion space, it seemed that the entire Purple Mansion World had become alive, and the elixir planted seemed to have a lot more spirituality than usual.

Even at the edge of the chaotic space, it becomes more and more realistic, and there is an additional edge of the 'mirror'.

The divine consciousness withdrew from the Purple Mansion, and Chen Fan tried his best to control his emotions and make himself calm.

After adjusting his mood, Chen Fan began to think about what happened tonight.

First of all, the assumptions of the illusion and the mirage were denied by him.

The only possibility is that in the middle of the lake, there is some kind of strange alternation of space.

And because of the existence of clairvoyant eyes, he can perceive the superposition of mirror-like space.

In order to verify the conjecture in his heart, Chen Fan performed the light body technique in the phantom body method, and came to the lake again, with two more sticks of different lengths in his hands.

Recalling the position where the mirror appeared just now, Chen Fan stretched out the stick in his hand at the same time.

The speculative refraction overlap did not appear, and Chen Fan shook his head, about to throw away the stick.

But in the next second, he was stunned, because when he found that the length of the stick under the moonlight projection had become exactly the same!!

The sticks are different, while the shadows are exactly the same length.

In other words, Chen Fan's guess was correct, but the overlap between the spaces was as simple as Chen Fan imagined.

"Spatial reflection, or spatial superposition?"

Chen Fan was a little crazy, he had an urge to save Einstein.

Just when Chen Fan was puzzled, several torches appeared in the distance, and the torches were particularly obvious in the night.

Soon after, several women in sheepskin jackets appeared by the lake, and in addition to torches, they also brought tribute, mutton, beef, barley wine, and so on.

The most eye-catching thing for Chen Fan was that each of these people folded a strangely shaped paper boat, and there was a lotus-shaped lamp in the center of the paper boat, and the women were saying something that Chen Fan couldn't understand, as if they were praying sincerely.

After the sacrifice had been made and the barley wine had been laid, the women lit the lamp on the paper boat and wrote a note on the stern of the boat.

Chen Fan couldn't help but be curious, took a closer look, and saw that what was written on the note was nothing more than the wishes of the women, a woman could have more sheep in the coming year, and a woman hoped to give birth to a boy to continue the incense.

It's a bit of a floating river lamp.

When Chen Fan was about to leave, a woman suddenly screamed, pointed at Chen Fan with one hand, and the other women also raised their hands excitedly, and then knelt down to pray inexplicably.

Obviously, they regard Chen Fan as their god!

Prayer is devout.

Of course, Chen Fan couldn't stand the kneeling of such a simple person.

He can despise most people who are on high and high, but he has no intention of deceiving the hearts of simple people.

So, Chen Fan shook his hand and walked in front of the women.

Or seven women.

It's just that they have nothing to do with beauty, their faces are eroded by wind and frost, their darkened skin is covered with traces of the environment, strong ultraviolet rays and harsh environments, all imprinted on their faces and clothes.

At a very high altitude, even in the beginning of spring, it is the same cold, but by the lake, it is warmer.

When Chen Fan appeared in front of them, their expressions were so frightened.

"Your prayers are wrong. ”

Chen Fan tried his best to slow down his speech.

Hearing Chen Fan's words, the eyes of the six women were full of confusion, and then they all looked at the woman in the middle, this woman's face was full of weather, the wrinkles on her forehead and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes alternated together, and the ravines were vertical and horizontal, but Chen Fan still judged from her facial features that this woman should not be more than fifty years old.

But there is no doubt that she is the oldest and the highest status here.

"You are not a person who lives under Kunlun Mountain, an outsider, and you should not appear in the Prayer Lake at night. The woman Dawali saluted Chen Fan slightly, and her words were not stiff, but the local tail note was slightly heavier.

Chen Fan noticed the other party's expression when he spoke, not as a warning, but out of a kind of advice, and he also replied, "I'm sorry, I came across the desert and got lost, so I stayed here to rest." ”

"The nights here are very cold, people will freeze to death, if you don't mind, you can go with us to the clan land, although we are poor, but there are a few sheep jackets to warm up. Davali was less than fifty years old, but like an elder of time, the barley wine used for the memorial was handed to Chen Fan, "You can drink a little to warm your body, you are too thin." ”

"Thank you. Chen Fan glanced at the wine bottle, sniffed it before drinking, and took a sip politely, the taste of the wine was very mellow, and it could indeed warm up the body temporarily.

"My name is Dawali, and they are all from our prayer village. ”

"My name is Chen Fan. ”

We exchanged our names and knew each other.

Chen Fan walked around the lake for a while, put his tent back away, and followed Davali.

Davali walked in front to lead the way, while the other six women were muttering something, pointing to Chen Fan's backpack from time to time.

Through their eyes, it is not difficult for Chen Fan to judge that these women should have been trapped in one place for a long time, and they are very interested in his 'fashionable' clothes and 'famous bags', and they are also very envious and eager for them.

However, Chen Fan didn't see the greedy eyes among them.

Rao was like this, Davali still said something in her own language, and her tone was very harsh.

The women, who had been talking about it, suddenly became silent.

In order to alleviate the embarrassment and take care of the self-esteem of these women, Chen Fan pretended not to understand anything, looking harmless to humans and animals, and observing the surroundings carelessly.

Suddenly, the corner of Chen Fan's eyes jumped violently!!

Because he found that one of the seven prayer boats floating in the middle of the lake was missing!

(End of chapter)