As soon as the screen of the phone lit up, it was pressed quickly by quick eyes and hands. Even so, the glimmer of light still alarmed Sheng Lingyuan, who was half asleep and half awake.

He tilted his head gently, and covered his eyes with one hand. Xuan Ji's palm was roasting his eyelashes like a small stove, and said in his ear: "Shh, it's still early."

Sheng Lingyuan: "..."

I was so far from it that I heard the movement of the breakfast stalls that were opened until noon when I closed them.

Sheng Lingyuan grabbed Xuan Ji's wrist and turned it down, flew over with a smile, and asked lazily: "I'm happy this time, don't you make a fuss with me?"

This person obviously had a bad intention, and then accidentally turned around. At this moment, he could actually put on a face that "Look at what I have spoiled you". Xuan Ji's mouth was all over his mouth and was about to vomit. Unexpectedly, he raised his eyes from the screen of the phone and crashed into Sheng Lingyuan's slightly red eyes, and instantly choked on the residual water light in the eyes, forgetting the words.

When Sheng Lingyuan was not lame, he had to pretend to be a paralyzed and sat in a wheelchair. At this moment, everything was really wrong with his body, but he had to pretend that he was not stagnant at all. He sat up and reached out to scrape Xuan Ji's nose: "Well, laugh."

Xuan Ji: "..."

"I don't want to laugh, the patriarch is so stingy," Sheng Lingyuan pushed open the quilt and ordered him, "Go and get me clothes... Um!"

Xuan Ji suddenly threw him on the head of the bed without warning and pestered him: "I'll laugh for you several times, would you please let me do it again?"

Sheng Lingyuan was almost blown up by him. He felt his waist ringing, and then his earlobe was gently held by someone. Xuan Ji pinched his throat and shouted softly in his ear: "Brother Lingyuan..."

Somehow, this title made Sheng Lingyuan's scalp numb, and he lifted him down and pressed his dog's paw through the quilt: "You're still trying to be more greedy little bastard!"

Xuan Ji was rolled in the quilt and did not resist. He made a gesture of surrendering. Then he stretched out his eyes from the gap in the quilt. The curtains in the room were locked by a feather, and they were pulled tightly. The light was very dim. However, his eyes seemed to have a fire, burning towards Sheng Lingyuan, and suddenly said without thinking: "It's different."

Sheng Lingyuan raised his eyebrows: "Hmm?"

"It's different from the illusion," Xuan Ji murmured, "You are just unfamiliar with the business, and the illusion is not realistic at all."

The person who accompanied him in the illusion was like nectar. After drinking, it made people feel clear and peaceful in their hearts. Xuan Ji felt that he had no regrets even if he ended in this life. Perhaps because the person who made up this dream was a "retired veteran cadre" who was on the surface, his passion was relatively limited.

But it turns out that the people who can be touched are completely different. The real Sheng Lingyuan puts salt water, and the more he drinks, the more thirsty the remaining sounds and touches are like lingering sounds, and they crawl into the cracks of human bones like curses and refuse to come out.

Xuan Ji looked at him for a moment, not knowing what he remembered, and his eyes became deeper: "Lingyuan..."

At this time, a ringtone rang, interrupting Xuan Ji's presumptuousness that he had no time to say.

"Tsk," Xuan Jixin picked up the phone unwillingly, covering half of her face in the quilt, and she seemed to be humming when she spoke, "Old Xiao, oh... I accidentally cut it off just now. What's the matter...ah?"

Sheng Lingyuan put on his clothes and sat up when he saw Xuan Ji "calling": "Who brought people there? Wang Ze? He is back... He is not going to be?"

He hurriedly explained a few words, put down the phone, looked up and said to Sheng Lingyuan: "Do you remember the amusement park that happened in the news yesterday? Something happened."

When Xuan Ji and Sheng Lingyuan arrived, the amusement park had been closed, and a layer of fog was seen around it from a distance.

The fieldmen of the Extraordinary Control Bureau formed a circle outside the fog, and some people who risked their lives to watch the fun regardless of dissuasion and took photos of the nearby long guns and short guns. The Extraordinary Control Bureau had just begun to appear in front of ordinary people without any obstruction. Ordinary people and special people could meet each other honestly, both fresh and uneasy. If they happened to take photos of their missions at close range, they would sometimes be on the hot search.

Xiao Zheng hurriedly came out, was stunned when he saw Sheng Lingyuan, and couldn't help but stand straight: "Senior."

Sheng Lingyuan said "um", nodded slightly, and walked to the barrier network of the alien control bureau with his hands behind his back.

As soon as he approached, the barrier net passed through the silver light like a carriage, and automatically opened a slit for one person to pass through. The mist surged up, almost blending with his exposed pale skin, and contrasted with the pure black coat with a sharp and cold temperament. Only a fiery red bird feather was inserted into the long hair hanging behind him, reminding people of the cold plums that were squeezing between the snow and the dead wood, as if they were the finishing touch. Suddenly, the cold back had a hot vitality.

Xiao Zheng stared at the back for a moment until Xuan Ji called out his ear: "Hey, it's almost done, stare at me and get a fine."

Xiao Zheng came back to his senses and said angrily, "You...uh..."

"Um?"

Xiao Zheng hesitated and said, "It's not time for the season change. Are you so seriously losing hair?"

Xuan Ji: "..."

Single old dogs know nothing.

"When the Ferris wheel broke down yesterday, the temporary command center suddenly received an abnormal energy reminder. The flow of people in the amusement park was too large, and the upper part was afraid of something, so they carefully handed it over to Feng Shen for personal treatment. As soon as Feng Shen came, Wang Ze happened to go back to the headquarters to report his work. The guy likes to join in the fun. I heard that he has to come and have a look in the future." Xiao Zheng said, "When the amusement park was closed early yesterday, Lao Wang brought a few people in. As a result, they went in, and there was a strange fog immediately inside. The cause was unknown. We sent two search and rescue teams, but they were all missing. Wang Ze and the others have been missing for 18 hours."

"Nightmare Formation." Sheng Lingyuan said on the edge of the fog.

Xiao Zheng: "Ah? What?"

Xuan Ji asked: "Is there any construction site in this amusement park in the near future?"

"Ah, yes," the manager of the playground next to him interrupted tremblingly, "The escape room is being built on the south side. It has been popular in recent years... What does this have to do with our new project? This place... uh, is there any conflict taboos?"

Ever since the secret of the special ability was made public, all kinds of metaphysics have become popular. It is said that as long as books with the words "Feng Shui", "Mysterious" and "Xuan" are all best-selling. In order to keep up with the trend, the domineering presidents and black-hearted princes in romance novels have also changed their positions to become Feng Shui masters and metaphysics experts.

"There are not so many taboos, don't engage in feudal superstition," said Xuan Ji, the education manager of the big demon. "You workers work too hard. Maybe they dug out the things buried under the ground when digging the foundation."

The manager shivered: "There wouldn't be an ancient tomb in this place before, right?"

Xuan Ji was happy: "You are so beautiful."

There were no ancient tombs in this place before, only ancient battlefield ruins.

Among the demon clans, the nightmare beast clan is the best at setting up formations on the battlefield. Before the human race and the witch and human race jointly created the windbreaker stone, they were most afraid of meeting the nightmare clan on the battlefield. A nightmare clan who is proficient in formation can trap a whole group of elite human soldiers. Even if they break through the formation, the remains left will not disperse for years. It is like a landmine and requires special sealing by the human formation master.

Thousands of years have passed, and it may be that geological changes or uninformed people have been constructed back and forth on it. The seal of the human race has been pierced through and was completely dug by a shovel of excavators from the foundation. However, the things left by the Nightmare Beast clan are still there. Chiyuan has just rekindled recently, which is equivalent to reinjecting power into the formation in the ruins, so it "live" again.

Xiao Zheng was stunned after hearing this: "Can a little formation ruin be preserved for thousands of years?"

"It's not an ordinary nightmare formation," Sheng Lingyuan said, without saying hello to everyone, and walked in on his own. His figure was quickly swallowed by the thick fog. Only the bird feathers tied to his hair lit up slightly. The flame-colored light was not dazzling, but it was extremely penetrating. It easily penetrated the thick fog, like a guide fog lamp, "I remember correctly..."

Xuan Ji raised his heels and said, "Hey, wait, slow down!"

Xiao Zheng immediately called the search and rescue team: "Bring the park map and keep up!"

Outside the amusement park, there were obviously noisy field and onlookers. As soon as you walked in, there was no sound, which was so quiet that it made people furious.

A search and rescue team member checked the equipment on his body: "The phone has no signal, and the energy detector has no response."

"Strange, but Lao Wang's phone call is accessible," said Xiao Zheng. "The contact tools are also open. We can even find his location outside, but they don't answer the phone, and the communicator is involuntarily shouting. The people who come in to find them are trapped inside."

"The Nightmare Formation is not a college entrance examination test site, and it does not have a signal blocking function," Xuan Ji said, "But after you come in, your facial features and six senses will not belong to you, and you can't hear the sounds outside - then again, Lingyuan, the breath in this Nightmare Formation is so familiar."

Sheng Lingyuan glanced at him helplessly.

"Has I been here?" Xuan Ji tried hard to recall, "Where did this part of Yong'an South City come before..."

"North of Jiaoyang City, Shuiyun Bridge, Forgot?"

Xuan Ji was stunned at first, then suddenly realized: "I remembered it! The time I came back from Beiyuan, right?"

At that time, the Human Emperor had just succeeded to the throne, and the Demon Sword Body had just been born. The sword spirit saw everything fresh, and was not used to the flower world, so he couldn't even look at the map. During that time, he would go wherever Sheng Lingyuan took him. As for where he was and what route he took, he was confused. In addition, the geographical differences between ancient and modern times, so he didn't react for a while.

Xiao Zheng hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is it the battle of 'Shuiyun Bridge'?"

"You know too?" Xuan Ji was a little surprised. "I remember this knowledge point is quite biased. I am really a veteran cadre who doesn't play with mobile phones to read books while eating, young master!"

The knowledge point is indeed biased, because the "Shuiyunqiao Battle" is indeed a part of the history books, and there is only one sentence mixed in a bunch of straightforward war records - the rebels wanted to assassinate Emperor Wu at the head of Shuiyun Bridge, and confronted for three days, reinforcements arrived and were defeated.

The battle is not large in scale. There is no record in history books that the so-called "rebels" are monsters and "reinforcements" are witches. Therefore, after so many years, no one knows the significance of this battle.

This is the first time that the Witch Humans participated in the war. After killing the leader and two elders of the Nightmare Beast clan, the Nightmare Clan declined. Then the Witch Humans and the Humans jointly created the "Windproof Stone", and the demons lost all their advantages in marching and formation. Since then, although there is still a world of difference in individual combat capabilities between the humans and the demons clan, with the assistance of formations and spells, on the front battlefield, the humans are no longer ants with no power to fight back, and the dark struggle has shown a glimmer of dawn.

That year, the heirs of the human race who had been missing for several years returned to proclaim themselves emperor. The Dongchuan Wuhu tribe chose the camp clearly. The world was shocked. The human race scattered around seemed to have found a lighthouse and rushed to the front. Even the people of Beiyuan who had been huddling in the glacier for many years sent troops to enter the pass. The demon race was shocked and set up an ambush on the way from Beiyuan to Central Plains. The masters of the nightmare clan gathered together, and the clan leader came in person, and he had to take his life.

Sheng Lingyuan was trapped in the Nightmare Formation for three days.

Xuan Ji was in a trance for a moment - that was also his...the first time the Demon Sword had participated in the war in a true sense.

"It's okay," said Sheng Lingyuan, "I've been in the past for many years, and my murderous intentions have been smoothed out. Maybe the seal was too bad and someone accidentally dug through it. When I find the gap, I will add another seal - where did they just say that they were building construction?"

"Nanban Park." Xiao Zheng hurriedly said, "I see that Lao Wang and his positioning are also near the construction site."

Sheng Lingyuan said something softly, and a sharp whirlwind suddenly appeared in his palm, rolling a crack in the white mist around him, revealing the pedestrian roads in the playground.

"Don't be afraid, lead the way." His Majesty pointed Xiao Zheng with his chin, and then asked casually, "By the way, what is 'escape room'?"

Speaking of play, Xuan Ji, a product who couldn't find a good job, became an expert again. He explained it all the escape room he had played with: "I'll bring you to play after it is built-by, what's the theme?"

"The promotion has not started yet," replied the person next to him, "but it should be a horror."

"ah?"

"Yes, the advertisement in Nanbanyuan is to 'create the number one screaming area in Asia'," said a colleague. "I bought a lot of classic suspense and horror IPs, which is a large haunted house. I've been here during the trial operation in October."

Xuan Ji: "..."

A nightmare formation that broke into a haunted house group.

"There are still fifty meters left," at this time, Yan Qiushan, who was leading the way, suddenly turned his ear, "Huh...what's the sound?"

A cool little wind blew by, blowing the fog on everyone's faces, and a strange chuckle came faintly from the wind.
Chapter completed!