Focused on his fingertips. She saw her fingertips, like a giant, covering the sky from the sun, gradually sliding from the top of the sky to the center of the square.
She said slowly and confusedly: "A way?"
Shen Yunju watched her movements thoughtfully. He hesitated and asked: "You mean... that thing, falling, trajectory? A passage?"
"A passage connecting the ground and the sky." Ye Lan said, "It's like an invisible door."
Shen Yunju swallowed because of Ye Lan's bold thoughts. He was a little nervous and frustrated and said, "That's the center of the sky fire." He was silent for a moment, "Let's go..."
Ye Lan was a little surprised instead.
"There is no other choice." Shen Yunju said dryly, "Let's go, give it a try. When we get there, it is estimated that disaster will also come."
Ye Lan wanted to say that this was just her guess, maybe it was a flash of inspiration. Looking at this large open space, there was no sign of any door at all, and she could only open her mind and think in some bizarre directions.
After all, the door is just the door. The passage after the door is opened is what they really need.
And the channel, the trajectory where the thing falls, is it a channel
She just thinks like this, based on instinctive associations based on the literal meaning of things.
However, she didn't expect that Shen Yun's party would agree to her idea so promptly.
After all, they have no other way.
Shen Yunju couldn't think of other possibilities, so he preferred to try Ye Lan's guess. Even death should be valuable.
So they turned around, but returned to the gathering place of the group of black-robed men.
Perhaps because their attitude of "knowing the mistakes and correcting them" is not bad, the people in black robes did not protest because of their step by step "jumping the line" towards the center of the square.
After nearly twenty minutes, they finally came to a small open space in the center of the square.
This is only two or three square meters at most, in a circular shape, and beyond are all those black-robed people.
Shen Yunju breathed a sigh of relief, wishing to take off his heavy black robe. The heat wave made him a little unbearable.
He took a breath, silently raised his head and looked at the sky. The same is true for Ye Lan. They waited quietly for the arrival of that thing.
About seven or eight minutes later, he heard a strange buzzing sound in his ears, sharp but slight, as if the air had become strings and the wind had become fingers, and he was secretly playing some kind of out-of-tune music.
After that, the music was like a magic sound.
Shen Yunju heard Ye Lan's hastily voice: "That thing... fell off!"
He subconsciously squinted his eyes to search, and the next second he realized that there was no need to look for it. The thing had arrived, just in front of his eyes, less than a hundred meters, and it was still growing rapidly.
It was an oval object about ten meters in length, covered with some kind of smooth metal material.
But the tail has a special pattern that is strange, bumpy, and shaped like a pothole.
What's this
Shen Yunju wanted to take a closer look, but it was too late. The thing has fallen, like a dark cloud covering the sun and a huge wave.
However, at the moment when this thing touched the top of their heads, the diffused gray mist gushed out instantly;
The gray fog covered the sun, covered unknown objects, and covered the crazy black-robed people.
A door was looming in the gray fog.
Ye Lan yelled softly, "We are betting right!"
Shen Yunju also let out a sigh of relief. He said, "Thank you for your imagination."
Ye Lan smiled slightly, and then they walked to the door together.
When they opened their eyes again, they were surprised to find that here—somewhat strange