Late at night, the stars were dim, the moon was hazy and the stars were sparse. Fang Xiu moved the dead tree out of the basement. The dead tree, which was only one meter high, had now grown to more than three meters high. The branches were covered with white leaves. It looked exactly like its projection in the spiritual realm, but it was nearly ten times smaller. The original basement could no longer hold it, and its huge size took up too much space. This tree of the god of death and the gate to the underworld from another world gradually revived under Fang Xiu's little bit of cultivation, activating some of its original abilities, and finally possessed some of the charm it had on Huangyang Mountain. In addition, it also had some changes due to Fang Xiu's main soul and Gaia consciousness. Fang Xiu looked a little serious, so even Heisha and Chen Jin ran out to see what Fang Xiu was doing? He kicked the basin with his foot and completely shattered the basin that was already a little cracked. The dead tree's thick trunk that exceeded that of ordinary trees and its three-meter size made it difficult for even Fang Xiu to lift it. Fang Xiu placed the dead tree in the yard, and immediately saw that the vines that had been retracted quickly stretched out and went deep into the ground again. The thick fog spread out from the dead tree, instantly spreading across the entire courtyard and enveloping the house. The three-meter-high sturdy dead tree took root in the courtyard, and its white leaves swayed. It finally reappeared outside again, instead of in the dark basement. A strange scene began to appear. Looking from the outside, Fang Xiu's house was wrapped in thick fog into a big ball, and then the houses on both sides seemed to be moving, constantly squeezing towards the center. The space of Fang Xiu's house seemed to be squeezed and exploded, constantly shrinking towards the middle. Then with a bang, the two houses that were originally not adjacent to each other were now connected together. Fang Xiu's house turned into a vortex with the thick fog and completely disappeared on the spot, as if it had never existed. Fang Xiu looked up at the sky. The moon was still the same moon, and the stars were still as sparse as before, but the area around Fang Xiu's home had turned into a thick fog, completely disappearing from the street, as if it had become an independent space. Fang Xiu's home and the surrounding area became like the Huangyang Mountain before, with heavy fog and disordered space. "Overlapping space!" Fang Xiu split the area of his home, but it did not completely separate from the earth world, but existed on the earth in a strange overlapping state. This is the ability of the dead tree, which is not a new ability. As the gate of hell, its own ability is related to space. The hell of the other world is a real space. However, Fang Xiu can only fiddle with the spirit world at present. If he wants to truly create an independent space like the other world, he must at least wait until Fang Xiu upgrades the dead tree to the level of a real artifact. Fang Xiu estimates that this may not be something that an ordinary artifact can do. "This is the transfer station to the spirit world! Just like... just like the legendary half-step?" "In the future, all channels to the spirit world will be blocked. You can only enter the spirit world through a procedure at the transfer station." Heisha looked out from the gate and then opened his mouth wide. There was only a vast fog outside the door, and nothing could be seen. "Hey~ Master!" She knocked on the big iron door with her black claws, and looked at Fang Xiu with a pair of black eyes. "Where did our family go?" Fang Xiu said, "It's still in the same place, but the space has overlapped, but the position has not changed! It is still connected to the outside world!" "There is no problem for you to surf the Internet, watch TV, etc." Fang Xiu pointed to the pot on the roof! "I have reinstalled the generator for electricity!" Then he pointed in the direction of the garage. "Ah! What should we do with express delivery in the future?" Heisha trotted and followed Fang Xiu, grabbing his trouser leg. "Well, the courier may not be able to find our door! Leave it in a nearby store! I will take it back when the time comes!" Fang Xiu looked at the changes in his home and felt very satisfied. Before, Fang Xiu looked confident when he was making trouble outside, but he was still a little panicked, afraid that others would discover his true identity and find his home. But now, Fang Xiu didn't believe that anyone could find him. Even if he caused any trouble and his identity was exposed, Fang Xiu went home and didn't believe that anyone could come in. At this time, Chen Jin turned into a paper man, passed through the crack of the door, and broke into the outside. Fang Xiu immediately shouted, "Don't go out!" Chen Jin walked out of the house curiously, and immediately saw that the thick fog surrounded her. In an instant, the house and yard behind her disappeared, leaving only herself standing on a desolate and flat illusory land. At this time, a hand grabbed her and pulled her back from the door. "This door can't be opened without me!" "Did you two hear that?" Fang Xiu immediately gave a serious warning to the man and the loli ghost, and then reopened the door. He immediately saw a strange light blooming from the door, and a special world different from the previous one appeared in front of them. It was the street in front of their house before. The man, the ghost, and the demon poked their heads out to look around. There was no one on the street late at night. Then Fang Xiu carefully closed the door, and immediately saw a ripple on the street, and slowly returned to calm. "See, only when I open the door will the exit open!" "If you open the door, you will fall into the space outside. What is that ghost place, whether it is real or fake, I don't know. If you fall in, I can't save you!" The huge dead tree in the yard exuded a faint light, and the surrounding fog shrouded Fang Xiu's home, turning into an isolated island that seemed to float in an illusory space. But Fang Xiu felt that his home was particularly safe at this moment. Fang Xiu lay on the sofa, pillowing his hands, and felt that his home had a completely different feeling. The next day, when the residents around passed by this road, they did not find anything unusual. Only when the owner of the house next door to Fang Xiu came out to take out the garbage, he felt something was wrong. "What's going on? It's next to my house? It's not this house?" A fat man in his fifties was holding a garbage bag and standing next to his house. He looked around and wondered if he was hallucinating. However, there have been many strange things recently. This seemingly insignificant thing, except for scaring Fang Xiu's neighbors, no one paid any attention to it.