"What kind of method is this?"

Chen Yang glanced at him curiously.

Guan Yun looked back and said: "Check, we won't leave. If we don't find out why, if we stuff all those bullshit Lingyin Villagers into this porcelain kiln and light them up, my surname will no longer be Guan!"

Everyone nodded.

Chen Yang even added: "I suspect that even if we want to leave, we won't be able to leave."

What does it mean?

Guan Yun and the others subconsciously turned their heads and looked around.

When they walked into the village, the fairyland-like mist no longer lingered between the houses, but was drawn out one by one and gathered outside the village, like a wall of air, isolating the inside and outside.

Anyone who saw this situation could tell that something was wrong. Guan Yun and the Tang sisters all changed their expressions.

Out of indignation and fear, they did not notice this immediately, but they only discovered it after Chen Yang reminded them.

"When did this happen?"

After all, Guan Yun had rich experience, so instead of rushing out like a headless fly, he asked in a deep voice.

"Not long after you got into the porcelain kiln."

Chen Yang responded first, then pointed to the sky and said, "But I guess it has little to do with this. It must be dark."

God~

Black~

Already~

Three ordinary words, words that must be said every day, Guan Yun, Tang Yan, and Tang Que all trembled when they heard this scene.

"Let's go together and try to see what the hell is going on?"

Guan Yun pondered for a moment, waved his hand, and headed towards the nearest air wall.

The porcelain kiln was originally at the back of the village, and the nearest air wall was only two to three hundred feet away from them, a few steps away.

But just after these few steps, the sky became a little darker and gloomy, which made people feel scared.

The two sisters Tang Yan and Tang Que were getting closer and closer, almost hugging each other.

"Bang~"

A group of four people stepped into the air wall.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Dozens of breaths passed.

If there is substance in the imagination, it cannot go beyond one step;

Hold your breath to prevent miasma from being poisonous;

Calmly worried about the invasion of inner demons;

Step carefully and be careful of traps ahead;

Prepare for sudden attack with all five senses...

...

All this is in vain.

No one showed up.

I couldn't see my fingers, my eyes were filled with mist, I could only see the backs of the people closest to me, and I could feel their breathing nearby.

Just go straight forward.

There is nothing in the mist.

Sudden--

The eyes of Chen Yang and the four of them suddenly brightened up, and they suddenly realized that they had stepped out of the Qi Wall.

"Out?"

This idea just emerged, and I subconsciously looked forward. The next second, the expressions of all four people changed.

They saw an extremely familiar scene,

Lingyin Village,

Village entrance.
Chapter completed!