As soon as the phone's screen was turned on, before it could ring, it was quickly pressed. Even so, the faint light still startled Sheng Lingyuan, who was half asleep and half awake.
He tilted his head slightly, and covered his eyes with one hand, Xuan Ji's palm was like a small stove heating his eyelashes, and whispered in his ear: "Hush, it's still early."
Sheng Lingyuan: "..." Good morning, I heard the closing of the early stalls downstairs that were open until noon.
Sheng Lingyuan held Xuan Ji's wrist and swung it down. He flew over with a half-smile, and asked lazily, "I'm happy this time, don't you want to fight with me?"
This person obviously had bad intentions, and then accidentally overturned the car, and now he was able to put on a face of "Look how I'm used to you". Unexpectedly, as soon as he looked up from the phone screen, he bumped into Sheng Lingyuan's slightly red eyes, and instantly choked on the remaining water in those eyes, and forgot the words.
When Sheng Lingyuan was not lame, he pretended to be paralyzed and sat in a wheelchair. This would really make him feel uncomfortable, but he had to pretend that he was not stagnant at all. He sat up propped up, and stretched out his hand to scratch the bridge of Xuan Ji's nose: "Then just smile." .”
Xuan Ji: "..."
"I don't even want to laugh, the patriarch is so stingy," Sheng Lingyuan pushed the quilt away and ordered him, "Go get me clothes... eh!"
Xuan Ji threw him onto the bed without warning, and entangled him: "I laughed for you several times, let me do it again, okay?"
Sheng Lingyuan was so rushed that he almost didn't come up, and felt his waist rang, and then someone gently grabbed his earlobe, Xuan Ji squeezed his throat, and softly called in his ear: "Brother Lingyuan..."
For some reason, this title made Sheng Lingyuan's scalp tingle, and he threw him off, holding his dog's paw through the quilt: "You have to push your limits, you bastard!"
Xuan Ji was wrapped in the quilt by him without any resistance, and put on a posture of being caught without a fight. Then he poked out a pair of eyes from the gap in the duvet. It was extremely dark, but his eyes seemed to be burning with fire, burning towards Sheng Lingyuan, and suddenly he said nonchalantly, "It's different."
Sheng Lingyuan raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"
"It's different from the illusion," Xuan Ji murmured, "You're just not familiar with the business, and the illusion is not realistic at all."
The people who accompany him in the illusion are like nectar. After drinking it, people feel refreshed and peaceful. Come, I just feel that it is a satisfying dream—maybe because the person who made up this dream is a "retired veteran cadre" with a sloppy surface, and his passion is relatively limited.
But it turns out that people who can see and touch are completely different. The real Sheng Lingyuan is water with salt in it. The more you drink it, the thirstier you become. refused to come out.
Xuan Ji stared at him for a moment, then remembered something, and his eyes deepened: "Lingyuan..."
At this time, a bell rang, interrupting Xuan Ji's presumptuousness that she hadn't had time to say.
"Tsk," Xuan Ji reluctantly picked up the phone, half of his face was covered under the quilt, and he seemed to be moaning, "Old Xiao, oh... I accidentally pressed it off just now, what's the matter... what?"
Sheng Lingyuan put on his clothes, and seeing Xuan Ji sit up with a "huh": "Who brought someone...Wang Ze? Isn't it?"
He hurriedly explained a few words, put down the phone, raised his head and said to Sheng Lingyuan, "Do you remember the playground where the accident happened in the news yesterday? Something happened."
When Xuan Ji and Sheng Lingyuan arrived, the playground had already been closed, and a layer of fog could be seen around it from afar. The field staff of the Alien Control Bureau formed a circle outside the thick fog, and a few people who risked their lives to watch the excitement ignored the persuasion and took short shots nearby—the Alien Control Bureau had just begun to unobstructed Appearing in front of ordinary people, ordinary people and special people can meet each other frankly, both are fresh and uneasy, if you happen to take photos of them on missions at close range, sometimes they will be on the hot search.
Xiao Zheng came out in a hurry, seeing Sheng Lingyuan stunned, he straightened up involuntarily: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty."
Sheng Lingyuan gave a "hmm", nodded slightly, and walked to the barrier net of the Alien Control Bureau with his hands behind his back. As soon as he approached, the barrier net passed the silver light like a car, and automatically opened a gap for one person to pass through. . The mist surged up, almost blending with his exposed pale skin, and contrasted with the pure black coat, showing a sharp and austere temperament, except for a fiery red bird stuck in a strand of long hair hanging behind him. Feathers, reminiscent of the cold plums that have been struggled between the snow and the haggard trees, seem to be the finishing touch. Suddenly, the cold back has a hot vitality.
Xiao Zheng stared at the back for a moment, until Xuan Ji slapped his fingers in his ear: "Hey, it's almost done, if you keep staring at me, you'll be fined."
Xiao Zheng came back, hesitant to speak: "You... uh..."
"Um?"
"Isn't it time for the season to change? Is your hair shedding so serious?"
Xuan Ji: "..."
Single old dog knows a fart.
"When the ferris wheel broke down yesterday, the temporary command center suddenly received an abnormal energy alert. It happened to be in Yong'an, and it was the end of the year. The higher-ups were afraid of accidents, so they carefully handed over to Feng Yi to handle it personally. Yesterday the playground closed early After the park, Wang Ze brought a team of field workers in to investigate the supernatural power point. As soon as they entered the park, a strange fog appeared inside. The cause was unknown. We sent two search and rescue teams successively, but both disappeared. Until now, Wang Ze They have been out of contact for eighteen hours." Xiao Zheng said, "Otherwise, I wouldn't bother..."
"Nightmare Formation." Sheng Lingyuan said at the edge of the fog.
Xiao Zheng: "Huh?"
Xuan Ji: "Is there any construction in this playground recently?"
"Yes," a voice sounded from behind, "I just asked the staff, and they said that the south side is building a secret room escape site, and work has to be suspended during the Chinese New Year, so they are working overtime these days."
When several people turned around, they saw Yan Qiushan walking over. His metal body recovered quickly. He no longer needed crutches, but his face was covered with dark circles, and he looked haggard. It was rare that Zhichun was not by his side.
"I'm back in the team," Yan Qiushan greeted and smiled, "I've been punished and can't participate in field work for 12 months according to the regulations, so I'm in the search and rescue team now."
Unexpectedly, the first search and rescue mission was to wipe the butts of the former boys.
"What does it have to do with our new project?" The general manager of the amusement park next to him asked tremblingly, "This place... er, is there any conflict and taboo?"
Ever since the secret of Special Energy was made public, all kinds of metaphysics have become popular. It is said that as long as the books with the words "feng shui", "secret" and "xuan" are sold well, the domineering president and black-bellied princes in the romance also want to follow the trend. They changed jobs one after another and became Feng Shui masters and metaphysics experts.
"No," Xuan Ji said, "You master workers are working too hard, maybe they dug out the things buried in the ground when digging the foundation."
The manager shivered: "There used to be no ancient tombs in this place, right?"
"You guys are beautiful," Xuan Ji laughed, "This is the ruins of an ancient battlefield."
Among the demon clan, the nightmare beast clan is the best at setting up battle formations. Before the human race and the witch-human clan jointly created the windproof stone, they were most afraid of encountering the nightmare clan on the battlefield. A nightmare clan who is proficient in formation can trap an entire human elite army to death , Even if it breaks out of the formation, the relics left behind will not be scattered for years, like landmines, which need to be specially sealed by human formation masters.
Thousands of years have passed, it may be due to geological changes, or it may be that uninformed descendants have been constructing back and forth on it. The seal of the human race has been pierced, and it was completely dug up by the excavator digging the foundation. The things left by the Beast Clan are still there. It just so happens that Chi Yuan rekindled recently, which is equivalent to reinjecting power into the formation in the ruins, so it "live" again.
Yan Qiushan was stunned when he heard this: "Can a little formation relic be preserved for thousands of years?"
"It's not an ordinary nightmare array," Sheng Lingyuan said, without saying hello to the crowd, and strolled in on his own. His figure was quickly swallowed by the thick fog, and only the bird feathers tied on his hair were slightly bright. The flame-colored light is not dazzling, but it is extremely penetrating. It can easily pass through the thick fog, like a fog lamp, "If I remember correctly..."
Xuan Ji raised his heels and said, "Hey, wait, slow down!"
Yan Qiushan immediately called the search and rescue team: "Bring the map of the park and follow!"
Outside the playground, there were obviously noisy field workers and onlookers, but once inside, there was no sound at all, and it was so quiet that it made people feel hairy.
A search and rescue team member checked the equipment on his body: "The mobile phone has no signal, and the energy detector has no response."
"Strange, but Wang Ze can get through on the phone," Yan Qiushan said, "The contact tool is also unblocked, and we can even find out his location outside, but they don't answer the phone, and the communicator should not respond. According to the location Anyone who goes in to find them is trapped inside."
"Nightmare Array is not a college entrance examination site, and it doesn't have the function of blocking signals," Xuan Ji said, "but after you enter, your five senses and six senses do not belong to you, and you can't hear the voices from outside—speaking of which, Lingyuan, this Nightmare Clan The breath in the remnant formation is so familiar."
Sheng Lingyuan gave him a helpless look.
"Have I been here?" Xuan Ji tried hard to recall, "Where did this area of Yong'an South City come from before..."
"North of Jiaoyang City, at the head of Shuiyun Bridge, forgot?"
Xuan Ji was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly said: "I remembered! The time you came back from Beiyuan, right?"
At that time, the Human Emperor had just succeeded to the throne, and the body of the Heavenly Demon Sword had just been born. The sword spirit looked fresh and was not used to the world of flowers and flowers. He didn't even know how to read maps. During that time, he went wherever Sheng Lingyuan took him. He was completely confused about where he was and what route he was taking. Coupled with the geographical differences between ancient and modern times, he didn't realize it for a while.
Yan Qiushan hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is it the battle of 'Shuiyun Bridge'?"
"You also know?" Xuan Ji asked a little surprised, "I remember that this knowledge point is quite biased. Is Captain Yan a history major or a history lover?"
"No, not at all, I listened to a few online classes with Zhichun," Yan Qiushan waved his hand quickly, "It just passed by, and it was Zhichun who said casually, 'Shuiyun Bridge is in the Yong'an area', that made me Impressive."
The Battle of Shuiyun Bridge is indeed a brief passage in the history books. There is only one sentence mixed in a bunch of plain and straightforward battle records-the rebels wanted to assassinate Emperor Wu at the head of Shuiyun Bridge, and they faced off for three days.
The scale of this battle was small, and there was no record in the history books that the so-called "rebels" were monster races, and the "reinforcements" were witch races, so after so many years, no one knew the significance of this battle.
This is the first time that the witch-human race participated in the war. They killed the patriarch and two elders of the nightmare beast clan, and the nightmare clan fell. lost. Since then, although there is still a world of difference in individual combat capabilities between the human race and the monster race, with the assistance of formations and spells, the human race is no longer helpless ants on the frontal battlefield, and the dark struggle has appeared. A silver lining.
That year, the heir of the human race who had been missing for several years returned to proclaim himself emperor, and the Dongchuan witch-human race clearly chose a side. Send troops into customs. Everyone in the Yaozu was frightened, and they set up an ambush on the way the Human Emperor was returning from the Northern Plains to the Central Plains. The masters of the Nightmare Clan gathered together, and the patriarch came in person, and he had to be killed.
Sheng Lingyuan was trapped in the nightmare formation for three whole days.
Xuan Ji was in a trance for a moment—it was also the first time that the Heavenly Demon Sword saw blood when it came out of its sheath.
"Don't be nervous," Sheng Lingyuan said, "It's been many years, and the murderous intent has been worn away. It may be that the seal is too bad. It was accidentally dug through and found a hole. I will make up a new seal—they just now Where are construction projects going?"
"The southern half of the park." Yan Qiushan said hastily, "Wang Ze's location is also near the construction site."
Sheng Lingyuan said something softly, and a sharp whirlwind suddenly rose in the palm of his hand, and the surrounding white mist was rolled away, revealing the sidewalk of the playground.
"Don't be afraid, lead the way, I'm here." He nodded Yan Qiushan with his chin, and then asked casually, "By the way, what is 'escape room'?"
"It's just a puzzle game for real people," said Xuan Ji, who couldn't find his way around the business, and became an expert again, chattering about all the escape rooms he played, "I'll take you when it's built." Come play—by the way, what theme is this?"
A colleague from the nearby rescue team replied: "I'm not sure, I haven't started promoting it yet, but it should be about horror."
"what?"
"That's right, Southern Banyuan's advertisement is 'Build Asia's No. 1 Scream Zone'. I bought a lot of classic suspense and horror IPs. It's a large haunted house. I visited it during the trial operation in October."
Xuan Ji: "..."
A nightmare formation breached in a group of haunted houses.
"There are still fifty meters to go." At this moment, Yan Qiushan, who was leading the way, suddenly turned his ear, "Huh...what's the sound?"
A gust of cool wind blew past, blowing the mist on everyone's faces, and there was a faint and strange chuckle in the wind.
"I don't know if it's the number one screaming area in Asia," Xuan Ji said dryly, "but Wang Ze must be the blackest doom carp in Asia."