Binghongshan and Ye Molan were very interested in the adobe bricks, earthen tiles, straw, and stone buildings of Toman Village, and were completely attracted by the original architectural style......

Yexi scolded: "Two unorganized and undisciplined guys, this has just arrived, and the two guys have already run away!"

The other students, who had just arrived in an unfamiliar environment, were a little nervous in their hearts, and they didn't dare to run around about the unknown dangers in the Warcraft area, and the teammates in each group were even more inseparable from each other.

Lan Yu, who was secretly watching all this (the best friend of the Night Ink Army, now secretly protecting this Ye Xi), thought to himself, no wonder the Night Ink Army often sighed with emotion, Ye Xi and Bing Hong Mountain, the two guys, level 29 little magicians, don't know where the confidence comes from......?

Now it seems that Yexi, Bing Hongshan, and Ye Molan, these three people are too fat!

To tell the truth, Ye Molan really felt like she had run to the Warcraft area to satisfy her curiosity.

Binghong Mountain especially felt that it was here for a vacation.

Yexi is a little better, with a little sense of danger.

Ye Molan looked around as she walked, and the road under her feet was a mixture of mud, stone sand and glutinous rice slurry, and the dense road surface was crushed by a roller, and some houses were scattered and scattered, each house was fenced around a piece of land, and some defensive earthen walls of the same type as the protective layer of the village were built, and there were poultry in the courtyard, and there were also small magical beasts caught by humans......

The temperature in the Warcraft area is relatively warm, and there are fewer buildings made of ice.

An old woman wrapped in a black headscarf sat on the threshold of a low mud wall, looked at Ye Molan with a smile, and beckoned to her: "Little girl, come here... Come here......"

Ye Molan pointed to herself and asked, "Are you calling me?"

The old woman nodded, and kept beckoning to Ye Molan: "Little girl, come here... Come here......"

Ye Molan turned her head to look around, there was no one else, and then asked, "Is there something wrong?"

The old woman smiled and continued to wave to Ye Molan: "Little girl, come here... Come here......"

Ye Molan noticed two fine lights from the face and eyes of the old woman who was full of vicissitudes...... I wondered in my heart, what did this old woman ask me to do? Watching the old woman find that her demeanor was submissive, and her body was withered and curled up, but it was precisely the two fine lights in her eyes that did not match the old woman's performance, and it was especially abrupt?

Ye Molan asked tentatively again: "Old woman, are you a permanent resident of Toman Village?"

The old woman asked Ye Molan again and again, and her expression faintly showed a hint of impatience, but she still continued to wave to Ye Molan: "Little girl, come here... Come here......"

Ye Molan stroked her forehead, changed her face, and said to the old woman: "Hey, old woman, do you only say that sentence?"

The old woman smiled as much as she could, and continued to beckon to Ye Molan: "Little girl, come here... Come here......"

Ye Molan muttered, "I'm in a nervous disorder!" and then turned around to leave.

The old woman's anxious voice said, "Little girl, come here, come here...... Come here, come here, come here......."

Ye Molan had a black line: "What is it?" and left at a faster pace.

After walking into another alley.

Ye Molan scratched the back of her head suspiciously: "It's strange, how can such a strange old woman live in Toman Village?

Ye Molan took it for granted that Toman Village belonged to the property of Wangzi Jackie Chan Magic School, so naturally he should send someone to manage it here, and the permanent residents in the village should be very safe.

Ye Molan continued to walk for a while, looked up, and in front of her, the old woman with a black headscarf on her head sat on the threshold of a low mud wall, looked at Ye Molan with a smile, and beckoned to her: "Little girl, come here... Come here......"

Ye Molan was puzzled, turned her head to look behind her, and thought, I obviously changed my path, why did I go back to where I was just now?

The old woman smiled and continued to wave to Ye Molan: "Little girl, come here... Come here......"

Ye Molan turned around, changed the other way and left, and sped up under her feet.

As I walked, I thought, could it be that the road here is arc-shaped? If you take a different path, you will go back to the original way?

When she looked up again, Ye Molan saw again, in front of her, the old woman with a black headscarf on her head sat on the threshold of a low mud wall, looked at Ye Molan with a smile, and beckoned to her: "Little girl, come here... Come here......"

Ye Molan was a little angry, and said to the old woman: "Hey, how did you build the road here? Why did you change one road after another, and still see you?"

The old woman smiled and continued to wave to Ye Molan: "Little girl, come here... Come here......"

Ye Molan once again noticed two rays of light from the old woman's eyes.

At this time, Ye Molan felt that the kind of old woman came over and came over...... The sound does not feel a few meters away, but in my ears, constantly echoing?

Ye Molan was puzzled: "What's going on, there's something wrong with the situation?"

The old woman was still smiling, and continued to wave to Ye Molan: "Little girl, come here... Come here......"

Sometimes the sound is far away, sometimes it is in the ear.

Ye Molan changed the road several times one after another, wanting to leave as soon as possible, but walking around, she would see this strange old woman, she kept waving to Ye Molan: "Little girl, come here, come here......"