“It’s here…”

Following the waterside, the group came to Nanshan Po. Fang Tong observed carefully and said, "Stand here and don't move..."

Fang Tong knew that the formation wrapped the entire island in the middle of the lake, but there was no danger along the surrounding island in the middle of the lake, less than one meter away from the water surface. This was what Zhang Daoran told Fang Tong at the beginning, and Fang Tong remembered it in his heart.

Some footprints could be vaguely identified by the water, but Fang Tong dared not be careless: "Follow my footsteps, remember to step on my footprints, and never make the wrong move!"

"What happens if you step on the wrong one?"

Jingchen's face was just solemn, Lao Liang's face was a little pale, and he asked anxiously.

"If you step on the wrong step, you will enter the world you imagine. Without anyone to save it, you will only be born, old, sick and dead! The world you enter is an illusion, but the path you are walking is the real road on the south slope. It is very likely that as you walk, you plunge into the lake, and you still feel like you are walking on the land in the illusion."

Fang Tong's words made Jingchen's face even more serious, and Lao Liang had already retreated: "It's so dangerous, let's not go. If...it would be a bad thing if you lose your life because of this."

"And you?"

Turning around and looking at Jingchen, Fang Tong asked.

"I have something to ask for, of course I have to go and have a look. Let's go. Lao Liang is afraid and wait here..." Jing Chen smiled slightly: "I heard that there are big pythons on the island. If Lao Liang doesn't go up the mountain, it's better to follow the speedboat back."

"Lao Liang, think about it, you are 41 years old now, have such a big family business and have no children of your own. Who will you become in the end with all your efforts? If you can meet the Taoist priest and treat your illness, you will have your own bloodline. Even if you work hard in the future, won’t you still have the energy to do it?"

Fang Tong's voice was tempting, and this temptation was undoubtedly fatal.

Lao Liang was a little moved, but he said worriedly: "Although I don't know why you advised me to go up the mountain, just relying on this Taoist priest to cure your grandfather's heart disease. I think I should try it too..."

"Okay, you two follow closely... Remember, follow my steps closely, otherwise it will be very dangerous..." Fang Tong smiled and said, "Last time, I entered the illusion Huangshan because I didn't believe in the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest said at the beginning, fortunately, my first thought was not the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, otherwise I would have entered the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau..."

"hehe......"

Jingchen Lao Liang and the other two listened to it interestingly and smiled softly, but they were still a little worried.

Fang Tong led the way in front, and seemed cautious every step he took. When he walked twenty or thirty steps, the footprints on the hillside were messy. Fang Tong's face changed and he said in his heart that he was not good: "This seems to be where the police came from back then, with footprints that were chaotic and some of the footprints were blurred..."

The footprints were not very clear at first, so they needed to be carefully identified to discover them. Now the messy footsteps made the ground messy, and I could only vaguely identify some of the footprints superimposed together, and I couldn’t find the footprints he and Zhang Daoran at the time.

Fang Tong was stunned while walking, Lao Liang and Jing Chen felt something was wrong. Fang Tong hesitated for a long time, and then took a step forward... This step, Fang Tong disappeared directly in front of him. Lao Liang and Jing Chen were stunned, feeling his heart suddenly stopped beating. He originally stepped apart, but his feet were unstable, and his steps were chaotic. The scenery in front of him flashed, and he saw that the father Fangtong was standing not far away, and his face looked frightened.

This is a strange environment. The temperature here is not high, the sun is very illuminated, and the skin is slightly painful. The mountains in the distance can be vaguely visible to the white.

“I can’t feel breathing…”

Lao Liang gasped: "It seems that there is a lack of oxygen here..."

“Huhuhu…”

Jingchen was the same, gasping for breath, his face turned red: "Where is this place?"

The deserted grass is as if it is very close to the sky, and you can touch the clouds in the sky with your hand.

After a cold war, Lao Liang and Jingchen quickly approached Fang Tong. Before they got close, they heard Fang Tong muttering: "I had known that the first thought was the world I wanted to enter. Why didn't I imagine that I entered the chicken-nest? Beauties were in groups, warm and fragrant and nephrite..."

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault. Why is the first thing I think is not to enter the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau?"

Fang Tong thought a lot, not realizing that Jingchen and Lao Liang were coming.

When they looked at each other, Lao Liang and Jingchen felt speechless, and then their faces changed drastically: "Is this the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau?"

The voice of the same voice made Fang Tong tremble all over, and he turned around and said in surprise: "You guys come in too?"

Lao Liang and Jingchen had not answered yet, and Fang Tong said, "I remembered that the Taoist priest said that the people behind would follow the people in front to enter the world of consciousness of the first person..."

“What should I do now?”

Lao Liang and Jingchen were quite calm. Lao Liang looked around: "Since this is the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, it is best for us to go out here before the sun sets, otherwise, our single clothes will probably be frozen to death!"

"I know, I'm calling now..."

Fang Tong hurriedly took out his cell phone, turned on the phone and was about to broadcast the number, and suddenly his face was full of bitterness: "There is no signal here..."

The mobile phone signal showed that there was no room. I tried to dial Zhang Daoran's mobile phone number, but it was indeed impossible to dial it.

"what to do?"

This seems to be a different world, with no mobile phone signal, and no chance to ask for assistance.

Fang Tong also thought hard about the solution, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "I remembered that the Taoist priest said that when one step at a time, people who enter his own illusion world cannot hear the sound outside. As long as people outside do not take the wrong steps, they can hear our conversation. So now, shout loudly, and the Taoist priest hears it, we can get out of here..."

"Master, help me! I am Fang Tong, now on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau!"

Whether Jingchen or Lao Liang believed it or not, Fang Tong put his hands on his mouth, like a trumpet, aiming in one direction was to shout, then change the direction, and then shout loudly.

"What should we do?"

Jingchen muttered.

Lao Liang showed a hint of regret: "I always feel that Brother Fang is unreliable. I've really been fooled this time. What else can I do? Just shout..."

......

On the top of the mountain, Zhang Daoran had just had lunch and was reciting scriptures in the yard. He vaguely heard someone shouting for help, stood up, took out the general map of the formation, and saw the pattern, and found three small red dots, which kept flashing at the foot of the mountain, which was only thirty or forty meters away from the lake water.

"Fang Tong?" Zhang Daoran looked south with his eyes and sat back on the stone pier: "I know that I set up a formation to keep you out. I have no chance with me and have to break through. Let you suffer some trouble first, which is a lesson..."
Chapter completed!