Maybe it was because I was filled with expectations and I slept too little before I set off.

When you fall asleep at night, you use [Sleep Card],

Fang Ran woke up slowly at midnight.

No, I should have said I woke up at midnight...

The bamboo mat is cool, the ancient and elegant wooden bed is so meticulous that it can be sent to an art exhibition.

Is it summer now...

He opened his eyes, got up from the bed, and Fang Ran pulled out a nightclub from the black box and put it on.

Screens, gauze tents, lamp stands, tables, chairs and cabinets, and the beams and bridges are intertwined in exquisite shape. It can be seen that no one has lived in it for a long time, but it is still dusted properly...

The crack in the window was slightly bright, Fang Ran walked to the window wearing a windbreaker, sat down,

The rose chair specially placed by the window is very comfortable to sit after the improvement. It is slightly lower than the corner table in front of it, and there are porcelain teapots like cultural relics and small lampstands with metal lotus flowers on it.

Well, these things are just gadgets made by that senior Tiangong...

Pick up a piece of crystal white stone on the table and put it in the lampstand and twist it. The iron lotus petals are silky and smooth, and the light of the power transmission lamp illuminates the interior.

The room without any modern traces in front of you, the convenient and exquisite mechanism retains the antique flavor, but does not feel old and backward.

It makes people feel like they are in a trance that is like entering another world.

It's really amazing, senior Tiangong...

Although he looked like a rough and tough old man, Fang Ran could feel that he was a respected and a very good senior.

If only if you can't be so fierce to yourself...

Having become accustomed to the life of not sleeping at night, Fang Ran supported his arms and sighed helplessly, and then pushed open the wooden window beside him.

The lampstand that twisted the iron lotus, the moment the light in the house was extinguished, breathing stopped slightly,

Midnight in the misty fairyland broke into the vision,

The bright moon hangs on the window, and the night is as picturesque as a night!

Thinking about whether the secret forest where he got lost at the foot of the mountain was already lively, and whether the places where he climbed the mountain and jumped off the cliff were heard everywhere,

At this moment, the fairy mountain under the moonlight in front of me is only a picture-like quietness.

It seems that the sound of insects is not worthy of disturbing, and the waterfalls and mountain streams are also gone invisible.

Fang Ran looked out and walked from the window of this small building with green eaves and red pillars on the hill.

Looking at the sunny night with the bright moon hanging high,

In the hazy night fog, the midnight is quiet and vast, and the quiet mountains and forests are really a scene beyond the world.

Has that immortal lived here all the time...

In the silent night, Fang Ran looked up at the main peak that could not see clearly and thought to himself.

Then when you look out of God,

An unexpected look splashed, and a sound suddenly sounded in my ears.

The tune is gentle, the strings rub, and the tone is hidden in the wood. It is sometimes thick and sometimes thin, not desolate, not heavy, not sad, just long,

The midnight that blends into this moment...

Fang Ran wanted to stand up in an instant, and was surprised and wanted to find the source, but then he discovered it.

This sound seemed to be there all the time, but he didn't hear it just now...

This is...erhu...?

Looking at the night, listening for a long time, Fang Ran vaguely heard the sound of what kind of musical instrument it was.

He had never heard of such a nice erhu.

Close your eyes and you can also indulge in the artistic conception to see the night before you.

Did it be the senior of the Night Watcher?

Thinking that even if you are curious, you probably can't find the answer. Fang Ran simply closed his eyes and listened quietly while thinking about his own affairs.

The sound seemed to be getting clearer and clearer.

So fast... It's really so fast...

In my previous life, I refine the determination of European thinking, and turn it into what I once wanted to become in the night breeze, and follow its expectations to come to midnight.

Then I met...

"Is it actually 'fate'..."

Fang Ran enjoyed the night waving his face and the distant music in his ears. The heat of the magnificent hall thousands of meters seemed to have fallen into the water and turned into coolness.

So fast...

The original plan that was missing has become a reservation on the agenda.

Is this the "coincidence"...

Thinking about the discussion on recasting in the hall before nightfall, Fang Ran slowly accepted it. The giant in his dream was about to come to reality intact.

This is really an unexpected development...

The moment this thought arises,

The light in front of me was lit, and the scene that had appeared many times has reappeared.

The magic book flew into a semicircle in front of him, and the light chips flew. Finally, one of the pages was vertically raised, and a rectangular golden card escaped from it.

【大发(the     through)】

【Symbol: No expected improvement in situations】

【Introduction: With magic through walls, the thickness of the time travel depends on the size of the magic power】

The card of the Golden Red Magic Formation was stuck between his fingers. Fang Ran looked at this "old friend" who had helped him wake up a long time ago, and couldn't help but smile lightly.

Is it getting better?

Indeed, everything is getting better...

Put it away and stare at Midnight in front of you. It seems that I have to stay here for a while.

The next place to go, the next invitation,

If it is too late, it will be postponed to the winter vacation.

I made this arrangement in my heart. On the chair that must be precious wood, I stretched my waist with no mirror space. It was still a long night, and my body was full of vitality.

Fang Ran was wondering whether to find a place to exercise his abilities.

Then at this moment,

Zhu Ling, a bone fan with a free and easy figure, floated down from the eaves, standing outside the window on the carved railing next to the cliff, the blue shirt and robe blended into this scenery.

He trembled his suffocation and looked at Fang Ran with a smile and asked:

"What, young man, can't sleep?"
Chapter completed!