With the appearance of the female paper man, a trace of waves appeared in front of Zhan Jingyi's eyes, and everything in front of him gradually became clear.

In front of him, it was no longer the courtyard house, but at the foot of the mountain behind the town that was still in the Misty Ridge.

At his feet lay a little girl with a paper figure, but now it seemed to have been crushed by the force and broken in two from her chest.

"Just this little bit of ecstasy, and you still want to enchant me?"

"Especially if you become my leader, don't I know my leader?"

Zhan Jingyi touched his nose and thought to himself, why did this girl transform into Ellie in her dreams?

Generally speaking, this kind of transfiguration technique will transform into the favorite person in the heart of the person who is being attacked, is it ...... in his own heart

Shaking his head, he threw some questions out of his mind that didn't fit his mind right now, and looked at the spiritual power shield in front of him that was outside the hill.

Now, just by walking through here, you can see what's inside.

Taking a deep breath, Zhan Jingyi greeted Aunt Wu, Liu Li, and Wang Bingyan who were not far away, and motioned for him to go in.

Aunt Wu in the distance nodded at him, while Liu Li on the side waved her hand desperately, as if to greet him.

Wang Bingyan on the side seemed to be a little nervous, clinging to Liu Li, looking at him silently without expression.

Zhan Jingyi smiled at a few people and shook his hand, signaling that everyone didn't need to be nervous.

Then he walked up to the front of the warped space, his face still looking calm, and took the first step.

……

When Zhan Jingyi passed through this area where the air density was obviously different from the others, he felt that this world was really wonderful, and when he crossed it, it seemed to pass through an invisible barrier, and even his skin felt numb and covered by a weak electric current.

Stimulated by the electric current, I felt the pores all over my body, as if at this moment, opening and closing.

The brain, on the other hand, experienced a brief period of slight dizziness, as if it lacked oxygen.

He paused slightly within the barrier, and after adjusting to the other environment, he walked slowly.

Zhan Jingyi felt as if the water rippled in front of him, and then found that he had come to a bright world.

He had entered this area in a tense state, and when he entered, he didn't dare to be careless, ready to respond to a sudden attack in front of him, or something else.

But when his vision gradually became clear, he was still slightly surprised by the scene in front of him.

Because what appeared in front of him at this moment was not the small town and hill outside, nor the hordes of paper people.

The light here is bright enough to see, and it feels like entering an exhibition hall, and the lighting in the exhibition hall is well handled, which makes people feel very warm.

The floor of the pavilion is made of smooth maroon tiles, flanked by white walls, and there is an artistic chandelier overhead, which highlights the obvious regional style and makes it unique.

He turned his head to look back, and behind him, there was also a white wall, on the wall was an old-fashioned wall clock, the wall clock was turning quietly, and the golden pendant swayed from side to side, making a subtle "click" sound.

It seems that he just came in through this wall, but at this moment, he knocked on the wall and found that the wall was a solid wall, and it felt very thick.

So how did you get in? Do you have a wall-piercing technique?

……

Zhan Jingyi walked forward and saw a lot of oil paintings hanging on the walls on both sides, each of which was filled with different scenes.

There are figures, landscapes, objects, and large-scale oil paintings that seem to be narratives.

The hall was very quiet, and there was a faint smell of ink in the air, slowly pouring into the nostrils.

Other than that, there was nothing abnormal, and Zhan Jingyi didn't even see anyone or anything.

Everything here seems unusually peaceful, but there is an eerie style to the tranquility that makes people feel particularly uncomfortable.

"Is this another hallucination?"

Zhan Jingyi walked forward slowly, admiring the oil paintings on the walls on both sides as he walked.

Zhan Jingyi walked and looked left and right, expecting to see what would change.

"If something is abnormal, it is a demon ......"

After walking for a while, he found that nothing had changed, thinking so in his heart, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, turned on the spiritual vision, and then opened it again.

As a result, he found that everything in his field of vision had not changed, and he was still in this exhibition hall, wasn't this an illusion? But does it really exist?

Walking and walking, I found all the things here, quiet and real.

Even if Zhan Jingyi sensed it carefully, and even turned on his spiritual vision, he didn't notice any abnormality.

"It's weird......"

Although he didn't find anything abnormal, he was very sure that he had just entered this field shrouded in spiritual radiation from the bottom of the hill and through a barrier.

I also remember that this should be a small mountain, so why did I just take a step and suddenly come to such a strange place?

What is this, some kind of ability that I don't know? Still is......?

It can't be said that while passing through that field, he was transported to other places by some mysterious power, right?

Or is it simply here, where the paper figures have really built such an exhibition hall?

If this is the case, then what is the purpose of this exhibition hall?

There are too many doubts.

"How the hell are I going to get out?"

Zhan Jingyi's fingers lightly brushed the white wall next to him, and said softly, "Why don't you tear it down." ”

With these words, he seemed to feel the whole hall seem to tremble.

……

With a chill in his eyes, he walked down the hall and found it unusually quiet.

Slowly, in addition to the oil paintings on the walls, in all corners of the hall, there were many paper figures of all kinds, all standing there quietly.

The style of each paper figure is different, there are men and women, old and young, and even paper beasts.

These paper figures are also of different heights, the small ones are tens of centimeters high, and the large ones are directly against the dome, at least twenty or thirty meters.

There are different shapes, some are peasants carrying hoes, some are workers in uniform, and even there are female students, in short, it seems that there are all kinds of people in life.

On the side, there are also fierce beasts of different appearances, even like the three-eyed giant wolf, the skinless monkey, the two-headed male lion, the three-headed giant python and so on that Zhan Jingyi once saw.

It seems to be a human town on one side and a zoo with all kinds of flowers on the other.

What's even more bizarre is that when Zhan Jingyi accidentally touched a paper figure that looked like a young man, he actually felt that there was still body temperature on the paper figure.

But when he confirmed it again, that body temperature disappeared again, as if everything just now was Zhan Jingyi's imagination.

After discovering this problem, Zhan Jingyi didn't move, just walked silently, paying attention to everything here.

After a moment, he stopped in front of an old man's paper figure, who seemed to look familiar.

He thought about it for a while, and suddenly it occurred to him that this old man seemed to be the master Liu Li was looking for.

He looked around and found that not far away, there was a middle-aged man in a suit, and recalled the photo of the innkeeper that Wang Bingyan had shown him, and this seemed to be the innkeeper.

At this time, Zhan Jingyi instead had a feeling of sudden realization.

He looked back and forth at the many paper figures around him, could it be that the paper figures displayed here were all living people and living beasts?

In order to verify his judgment, Zhan Jingyi stood in front of the paper work of a three-eyed giant wolf.

Slashing the paper man itself is still a bit of a psychological barrier, but if it's a fierce beast, it's much better.

A knife slashed at the shoulder of the three-eyed wolf, and no blood flowed out of the gap.

He raised an eyebrow and stepped forward to take a closer look at the broken place.

Only then did I find that it was a paper work, but only the outer surface of the paper skin was actually pasted with six or seven layers of paper, which was a centimeter thick, hard and heavy.

That's the case with the paper skin, not to mention the skeleton inside, which is quite similar to the skeleton of the beast, but it's not that complicated.

He cut down three beasts of different sizes in a row, and found that they were all very similar, and they were indeed all paper works.

In the end, he stood in front of the innkeeper, and to be honest, he really wanted to break it open, but he was worried that if it was a real person, it would be a little bad.

He wasn't afraid of killing people, and even if these paper figures were real people, it seemed that if he didn't come to save them, they would probably die.

Suppose, if these are really some paper pieces, but who put them here?

It's a little hard to figure out how to think about it, a little headache and weird.