Chapter 617: Ask the fairy Huangquan (1)

Chuzheng realized that he had not been sent to a new plane immediately.
It exists in a dark space.
Or maybe... she was blind.
Of course that was impossible, Chu Zheng was sure that he was in a dark space.
There is no sound around.
[Miss sister. 】
The voice of the King rang.
A light was shining in front of her.
One meter in a circle was illuminated, and the ground was strange, like stepping on the void...
What the is this?
[Miss sister, due to some accidents, I need you to go back now. 】
Chu Zheng looked around calmly.
"What do you mean? You want me to go back?" The would be so good?
【Yes. 】
"you sure?"
[Miss sister, please don't question me. 】The voice of the King has not changed much, it is still the cheerful childish voice.
"If you let me go back, why do you think I will be at your mercy?"
[Miss sister, you have to believe me, you can't get rid of me. 】The king is very confident: 【Miss sister, I will not abandon you casually, don’t worry! 】
Chu Zheng: "..."
I put a hammer in the heart.
[Okay, please close your eyes, Miss Sister, now I want to send you back. 】
The King reminded Chu Zheng to close his eyes.
In fact, when its voice fell, Chuzheng felt dizzy.
It's like falling from a height.
Then fell on the ground.
boom--
Chuzheng got up, the glass ball on his hand fell to the ground, and it rolled over the wooden floor gruntingly.
Chuzheng felt a little dizzy and nauseous.
The whole person feels shaking, spinning...
After a while, the blurred picture before Chuzheng's eyes gradually became clear.
A rustic wooden room with a bed against the wall.
There are several paintings hanging on the innermost wall, which seems to be a bit old.
The bed is facing a wooden table. There are many finger-high transparent porcelain vases on the table top. Some are empty, while some are faintly shining, like colorful fireflies.
Beside the table is the shelf of Duobao Pavilion, and all the things on it are in a mess.
As large as a vase, as small as a button.
There is also a cabinet on the other side. The cabinet is half open with clothes inside.
Familiar environment.
Familiar furnishings.
She really came back?
The glass ball that had just rolled to the ground rolled back slowly.
The glass ball unfolded and squeaked into a small robot.
Its whole body is made of glass-like material, but obviously it is not glass, because glass cannot transform from a ball into a robot.
The robot is very small, about the height of a mobile phone.
If it has human skin, it is like a mini version of human beings.
Most of the rooms in the room are primitive, with a sense of age, but this robot is full of science fiction.
The robot's glass-like eyes are staring at Chu Zheng intently.
"Master, you slept for nine days and eight hours. The sleep was seriously exceeding the standard, and the orders were piled up... Well, one, two, three..."
The robot counted slowly.
Its voice is also a childlike voice, and it is the milky voice of two or three years old.
Chu Zheng kicked over: "How much."
The robot complained aggrieved: "I haven't finished counting."
Chu Zheng: "You haven't finished counting the nine days and eight hours, so I'll keep what you do."
The robot raised his arms and held his head: "Twelve orders."
Because the arms are too short, the posture of the robot looks particularly funny.
She slept for nine days...
And in those worlds, she should have seventeen worlds, which is equivalent to one world in half a day.
"Son of a bitch?"
The robot said innocently: "Master, how can you scold someone? No... it's not right to scold a robot, I am protected by the law!"
"You are an illegal product. Which law protects you?" Chu Zheng returned coldly.
"..."
[Miss sister. 】The King's voice sounded: 【You need to solve your troubles as soon as possible. When the time comes, I will send you there again. 】
This time the title of the king seemed to be a voice.
The voice didn't come from her head.
"Who is talking? Who is talking?" The robot circled in place: "Who is it! Come out!!"
The voice of milky milk is not imposing at all.
[Huh...] The King seems to be a little curious: [Why is this robot... not right? 】
Chuzheng kicked the robot under the bed.
The robot seemed to be stuck, babbling under the bed.
Chuzheng withdrew his feet nonchalantly: "Why do you think I will follow you into that inexplicable world?"
Now this is her territory, her home court.
[Miss sister, come on! 】The King threw down these words, nothing happened.
Chu Zheng: "..."
This posture is representative, the has a way to send her to those worlds again.
damn thing!
Didn’t you say I’m dead?
I knew this dog lied to me!
How could she die somehow!
The robot crawled out from under the bed: "Bah, bah, master, how long has the bottom of your bed been cleaned? It choked to death."
Chu Zheng sat down on the chair, lost in thought with an unknown expression.
What does the want to do?
What is it...
For a long time, Chu Zheng asked: "Has anyone been here?"
"Yes, there have been people knocking on the door every day for the past two days. People are afraid to open the door." The robot complained with milky voice.
"Who is knocking?"
With a click of the robot, the holographic projection was thrown into the air.
A man in a suit, standing at the door, seemed to knock on the door nervously.
"This is the person who comes every day."
Chuzheng's finger clicked on the holographic projection, and soon the page jumped to another page. The various pictures on the page scrolled, a bit like a certain treasure.
[Unprocessed order 12]
The mechanical prompt sounded.
Chuzheng opened the order and took the robot out after reading it.
Outside the door is the stairs.
Under the stairs is a small shop with various scented wax paper candles.
Yes.
It is the scented paper candle.
The kind burned to the dead.
What Chuzheng has to do now is to send express.
The big guys also want to make a living.
Chuzheng packed his things and was about to call someone to collect them when there was a knock on the door upstairs.
"Come, here again." The robot circled around the place: "It's him, it's him, it's him."
Chu Zheng: "..."
Below this house is the storefront, which can be opened. The outside is the main street, which is no different from ordinary stores.
The second floor is a residential area, you can go up from the other side, just like an ordinary community, there is a door.
Chu Zheng went upstairs, passed through the room just now, and passed through another door. Here is the living room and bathroom.
The style of the living room is no different from that of the bedroom.
Antique furniture and paintings on the walls are all paintings with a sense of age. In the entire space, there is almost no special modernity.
The floor is made of wood, and when you step on it, it creaks, and the ancient simplicity comes to your face.