Please stop kneeling, I'm really not an expert!

Chapter 333 Leave
"The rain has stopped!"

"Oh my God, stop messing around, I'm going crazy!"

It rained heavily for a while and finally stopped.

Inside Beijing University, there were complaints all over the place.

No matter how scolded, life must go on.

After the rain stopped, people who had taken shelter from the rain returned to the road one after another.

Only some PTSD patients shrank in the building hesitantly.

Under the stone shed, Molizhi and other awakened people had no intention of fighting, shivering and huddled together.

"It's boring, it's really boring."

Ya Shayan looked bored, and pouted at the group of people: "How are they going to deal with it?"

Hearing the word "handling", the group of people were startled, and then began to beg for mercy.

"Sword Master, spare your life! Sword Master, spare your life!"

They seem to have forgotten how arrogant they were before.

Looking at this group of ugly Indians, Sima Bo rubbed his chin, lost in thought.

Obviously, they cannot be allowed to leave like this.

After all, they are not good people, and they also know the identity of Ya Shayan.

Perhaps they should be taken back and interrogated slowly.

Just when Sima Bo was about to give an order, Cai Shiyan walked over holding her computer.

Lowering his head, he pointed at the computer screen in a low voice and said, "Old man Sima, look."

Sima Bo had long been used to Caishiyan's disrespect, and looked up at the computer screen.

On the screen at this time, some surveillance videos were being played in separate frames.

"This is what I saw by hacking the Beijing University's camera."

Caishiyan whispered something.

In other words, these pictures are exactly the scenes under the various surveillance cameras in Beijing University.

But Sima Bo keenly discovered that what Caishiyan showed him should be the adult man who appeared in several scenes.

Those people are obviously not like the insiders of Beijing University.

Looking left and right, like a group of shrewd spies.

After zooming in on the surveillance, they can still be seen pressing their fingers to their ears from time to time, as if they are using some kind of communication device to communicate with someone.

"It seems that someone has set up a big net today."

Sima Bo squinted his eyes, and his pupils were shining brightly.

"Let's go, we can't stay in Beijing University anymore."

Realizing that he was in danger, Sima Bo immediately spoke to everyone.

So under the astonished eyes of Molizhi and others, Sima Bo and his party left the stone shed just like that.

As if they didn't exist.

Too shocked, they didn't notice that a miniature tracking robot fell into their pockets.

"We... are we alive?"

A group of people who survived the catastrophe looked at each other in blank dismay.

"That's right! Hurry up and contact Suoluo, tell him to leave Wen Yuan alone, we must leave Beijing University immediately!

Grandma, it’s too scary here, right? "

"The phone is off."

"Damn it, what the hell is that guy doing?"

Afterwards, Molizhi and others took advantage of the rain to stop and went to the bamboo forest to look for Suara.

Finally, deep in the bamboo forest, I found Sajieluo, who was soaked by the rain and passed out on a pile of bamboo leaves.

"Why is this guy lying here?"

"Hey! Wake up!"

They patted Suara's face vigorously, unexpectedly slapping Suara awake abruptly.

"You guys. I'm... um. I have a headache."

After waking up, Sajiluo's eyes were groggy and his speech was incoherent.

"What happened? Where's your phone?"

Molizhi frowned and looked at Sajira.

"Mobile phone. That's right! Someone took my phone away!"

When it comes to mobile phones, Suara's confused consciousness finally recovered a little.

"Snatched? Snatched by who?"

Several Indians surrounded them.

"I don't know who it is, I just remember that person knew that I came from Brahma."

Suara tried hard to remember, but still couldn't remember the appearance of that person.

"Did those two bastards do it?"

The two bastards they were talking about were of course Mars and Ding Peilan who had fought with them in the stone pavilion before.

“Damn, everything is really not going well today.

By the way, what about Wen Yuan?Where did you go? "

Molizhi asked Sara again.

Sajara bowed his head in shame: "Follow, lost follow"

"waste!"

Several companions scolded shamelessly.

"Forget it, let's leave Beijing University today and discuss what to do later."

Morici spoke.

"Why are you leaving? Doesn't Wen Yuan care?"

Sajieluo asked in confusion.

"Shut up, you! You don't even know how horrible we just encountered!"

Suara was sprayed with saliva by the crowd again, which directly stunned him.

"What the hell happened?"

So, as they walked out of the bamboo forest, they talked to Sujara about their experience in the stone shed.

"What? You met the Red Leaf Sword Master?!"

After listening to it, Sajara was naturally astonished.

"Hush! Are you courting death?
Shouting so loudly, what if the killing god heard it? "

He was scolded again.

Gradually, the group realized something was wrong.

They obviously turned back towards the way they came from, but after walking for a long time, there was still the bamboo sea around them, as if they had circled back to the original place.

"Formation! It's the labyrinth formation of Yan people!
That person said it himself before he left! "

At this time, Sajara recalled the words left by the person who snatched his mobile phone.

In retrospect, he felt lost and fainted in this way.

"Formation?"

A group of people looked at each other.

Those who didn't believe in evil, walked for a while.

But it was still the same as before, trapped in the woods.

"How about we call someone to pick us up?"

But as soon as they took out their mobile phones, they found in despair that none of them had a signal.

"Can even block mobile phone signals?

Yan Guo people's formation is really his grandma's evil way! "

A group of Indians all turned pale.

A series of encounters today made them feel their own insignificance.

All the contempt for the people of Yan Kingdom and this place of Yan Kingdom before seemed to have become a joke.

"Ah! I can't stand it!"

An Indian collapsed, venting his fist and punching a bamboo beside him.

But as the bamboo leaves fell, a narrow road appeared in front of everyone.

"Uh"

"What's that old Yan country saying called?

Deliberately planting flowers and flowers will not bloom, but unintentionally planting willows and willows to make shade? "

A group of people didn't expect that the more anxious they were to find a way out, the more they couldn't find a way out.

Instead, it was an unintentional move that helped them find their way.

The surprised group of people no longer hesitated and stepped into the forest path.

After about 5 minutes, they finally walked out of the bamboo sea.

What appeared in front of them was a barren and remote open space.

In the distance, there is a simple and elegant venue standing quietly.

"Ancient Books Museum"

Molizhi murmured out the names hanging outside the stadium.

(End of this chapter)