Running wildly, the roadside became more and more desolate.

Where else are there people?

Shi Chen stopped running and stood in place panting.

Wrong!

Something is very wrong!

Shen Haiwei's home was also gone, and he had run so far all the way, it stands to reason that he should have arrived a long time ago, but Shi Chen didn't see anyone along the way.

If you want to say that Yang Cuilian has a problem and the cemetery has disappeared, he can accept it in his heart, and now even Shen Haiwei's home is gone.

It's not a small cemetery, it's a complete fenced courtyard.

"What's going on?"

A bad premonition rose in Shi Chen's heart, and he began to wonder whether what he saw today was true or what he saw the day before was real.

"Huhuhu."

A breeze blows, bringing wisps of bamboo leaves...

At the same time, in Ping'an Town, in Yang's Mansion.

The four-eyed Taoist took the dossier and read it carefully.

"Uncle Shi, that kid Wencai is busier than us, and he hasn't come back yet."

Qiusheng looked up at the sun.

At this time, the sun was already hanging overhead, and it was already noon.

Only then did the four-eyed Taoist shift his gaze from the thick dossier to Qiusheng, as if he was too busy reading the dossier, but he forgot that Wencai's kid hadn't come back yet.

"Qiusheng, you go to the mayor's house and ask, remember, no matter what the situation, you come back and tell me, don't act on your own."

Waving his hand, he arranged for Qiusheng to go to the mayor's house to inquire about the situation, and the four-eyed Taoist chief lowered his head again, immersed in the file.

Qiusheng often helped his aunt take care of the rouge shop in the town, and he stayed in the town for much longer than Wencai, so he naturally knew the location of the mayor's house.

He skillfully walked through the alleys and took a shortcut to the mayor's house.

Standing at the door, he knocked lightly on the door.

"Crunch"

It was still the mayor's wife who opened the door.

"Qiusheng, why are you here too?"

Obviously, the mayor's wife still recognizes Qiusheng, after all, the rouge shop can be said to be a must-go place for every woman with slightly better conditions in this era.

Qiu Sheng bowed his hand slightly, and was not polite, and said straight to the point: "My good brother Wencai came to ask Mayor Zong about the past of Yang Mansion before, but he hasn't come back until now, my uncle sent me to ask." ”

The mayor's wife glanced back at her before she spoke.

"Wen Cai has been gone for about half an hour, and he is in a hurry, by the way, he is running towards the outside of the town."

Qiusheng scratched his head, he naturally wouldn't suspect that the mayor's wife was cheating on him, but he couldn't figure out why Wencai was running towards the outside of the town.

"Thank you, ma'am."

Qiu Sheng thanked him, then turned around and left, preparing to return to the Yang Mansion to report to the Four-Eyed Dao Chief.

At the door, the mayor's wife saw Qiusheng walking away, so she closed the courtyard door and turned around and walked into the hall.

The mayor of the hall was still sitting at the square table, playing with an emerald green bamboo in his hand.

"He's gone?"

"Well, he's gone, not out of town, but still heading west of town..."

The mayor's wife walked behind Mayor Zong, put her hands on Zong Shen's shoulders, and massaged him, but the strength in her hands was not up to standard.

After massaging twice, Zong Shen reached out and pressed the hand on his shoulder.

"Madame, are you worried?"

The mayor's wife withdrew her hand and gently stroked Zong Shen's face.

"My husband has always been cautious in his words and deeds, so I am naturally relieved, I am just worried that this matter will complicate it."

"No, we are protecting them, although it is innocent, but now its existence is a disaster after all, and we can't let the injured people be hurt again, in the meantime, I will build a small temple outside the town for it, and offer incense all year round."

Zong Shen felt his wife's worries and slowly comforted.

After that, there was no further talk of the two.

On this side, the more Qiusheng walked on the road, the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, and suddenly, he patted his head.

"No, Wencai, this kid ran out of town, he must have found some clues, acting alone, he must have wanted to show off in front of the master!"

Qiusheng thought of this, where can he still calm down.

The two brothers have always fought openly and secretly, and Qiusheng has always been stable, but since the incident with Master Ren, he can feel that the master has taken a lot of weight to literary talents.

How does this work?

Qiusheng resolutely turned around, walked towards the road outside the town, trotted away, and forgot what Uncle Four-Eyed had told him that he had to go back to tell him no matter what the outcome was...

At this time, Shi Chen was still spinning in place.

No matter how far he walked along the road in front of him or turned back, all he saw was a desolate roadside.

The long-term running consumed a lot of his physical strength, and at this time, no matter how big his nerves were, he understood that he should have fallen into some kind of advanced illusion, or entered a certain illusion.

If it is the latter, then there is still the possibility of breaking free.

Shi Chen carefully recalled what happened when he came.

He had only stayed in the mass grave for a while, during which his consciousness was sober and his memories were very clear, so he should not have been caught in the illusion.

Thinking of this, Shi Chen decided to make a bold attempt.

He raised his arm and pointed his palm at the sky above him.

"Palm Thunder!"

A bolt of lightning shot out from his palm with his thoughts, shooting straight into the blue sky above him, until it was extremely far away, and then disappeared invisibly.

"Huh? Isn't it a fantasy? ”

Shi Chen withdrew his palm and looked at the sky again suspiciously.

After using the palm thunder, his body became even more tired, and he suddenly sat on the side of the road with some discouragement.

What he didn't see was that after he sat down, a few bamboo leaves with scorching marks appeared out of thin air from the position in the sky where the lightning strike in his palm just now, and fell down flutteringly.

If someone passes by, they will see Shi Chen sitting in a bamboo forest, and the top of the bamboo on his head has been scorched black.

Not far behind him, a middle-aged man in crutches was staring at him with sweating profusely.

He also took a big risk by laying down the Bamboo Sea Fantasy Realm here, and the young man of a family not far ahead of him lived a big demon, and outside the bamboo forest was next to the road that people often came and went outside Ping'an Town.

At this time, Qiusheng happened to pass by the side of the road, probing his brain all the way to find something.

Suddenly, he passed by the mass grave, and also saw the bamboo forest on the side of the road, and saw that there was no one around, Qiusheng got into the bamboo forest at once, picked a shady place that no one could see, took off his pants and began to put the water.

The old man with two crutches suddenly had a black line, but he couldn't help it, so he pointed one arm at Qiusheng and pulled him into the Zhuhai Fantasy Realm...

It took the Four-Eyed Daoist a full hour to finish reading the dossier.

When he came back to his senses, he found that not only Wencai had not returned, but even Qiusheng was gone.

"Immeasurable Tianzun, I really don't want to do anything, just come here, I lost two junior nephews, senior brother, that short-term guy has to fight with me!"