long night fire

Jiang Baimian and the others adhered to the preset plan, and looked at the area monitored by Bai Chen with an attitude of "thinking twice before acting".

I don't know when there are more buildings that are not too tall.

These buildings constitute the so-called "district", "community" or "block" in the old world, surrounded by green trees.

At this time, the night makes everything there seem unclear, only the light from behind the glass windows can bring a sense of peace and warmth.

"This, should it be an illusion?" Long Yuehong hesitated and said to himself.

"Except for hallucinations, no one can build such a community in just a few seconds." Jiang Baimian replied in the affirmative.

"There are still dreams." Shang Jianyao "helped" her to perfect her rhetoric.

They were all very sure that the community ahead did not belong to Tarnan.

It just appeared out of thin air.

"What is that 'higher mindless person' creating an illusion that we can see through at a glance?" Jiang Baimian looked at the peaceful and quiet neighborhood, expressing his doubts in his heart.

Shang Jianyao nodded "thoughtfully":

"Hello to us?

"He thinks I'm already a friend?"

Jiang Baimian wanted to refute, but he swallowed the words again.

"It's possible." Bai Chen actually supported Shang Jianyao's statement.

After all, she has also seen the magic of the "reasoning clown".

"Then how should I respond?" Shang Jian Yao was in a dilemma.

"Let's wait and see what happens." Jiang Baimian decided to adopt a safe strategy.

As soon as she finished speaking, all the lights in that neighborhood went out at the same time.

No, there is another light on, like a lonely boat on a vast lake.

It bloomed quietly with a yellowish light, becoming the most eye-catching focus in the dark night.

"That 'higher heartless person' wants us to enter that room?" Jiang Baimian speculated about the meaning of this change.

She pointed to the room corresponding to the remaining light.

"Oh..." Shang Jianyao suddenly realized, "He wants to invite us to visit his house."

"Don't move." Jiang Baimian stopped Shang Jianyao's eagerness to move, "If you are affected by such a simple hallucination and you step on a landmine, I will definitely write on your epitaph 'this person is stupid' .”

The "Old Tune Group" has a lot of mines and traps around them, and in the illusion, the ghost knows if there is any error in the direction and distance.

"I think he should have no malicious intentions." Shang Jianyao said sincerely.

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Long Yuehong.

"If you want to be a spy, go yourself!" Long Yuehong responded vigilantly.

"Okay!" Shang Jianyao seemed to be waiting for this answer, and then was pulled back by Jiang Baimian.

There is such a routine?Long Yuehong was a little dumbfounded.

At this moment, the neighborhood in the dark magnified in front of their eyes, and the distance between them shortened instantly.

In just a few seconds, Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and others were in the community, located downstairs with the only light on.

"It's so warm..." Shang Jianyao praised sincerely.

As he spoke, he sighed:

"It's a pity that he wants to eat people, and he has eaten a lot of people. Otherwise, I can really make friends with him."

You still have a bottom line... Jiang Baimian muttered in his heart, and then reminded:

"Don't move, he will let us in if he should let us in, and let us see what he should let us in."

"En." Long Yuehong felt that this was exactly what she wanted.

Jiang Baimian's rhetoric was quickly confirmed, and the four members of the "Old Tune Group" were directly "transferred" into that building.

During this process, they seem to be climbing stairs and taking an elevator.

It didn't take long for them to reach the top floor, which is the 11th floor.

There is only one family here, and the door is wide and long, and it is vermilion in color.

The windows at the top of the aisle shone with faint light, making the figures stand out.

They are all human, male and female, old and young, dressed in different ways, but in an old world style.

At this time, they were crowded at the door, peeking into the room from every crack like madmen.

"This is, what are you doing?" Long Yuehong looked puzzled for a while.

"Is this the manifestation of the crazy instinct in the subconscious of the 'higher mindless person'?" Jiang Baimian tried to explain from a psychological point of view.

Shang Jian Yao shook his head and said seriously:

"It shows that something's going on inside..."

Before he finished speaking, the four members of the "Old Tune Group" "went through" the unreal vermilion door and entered inside.

Subconsciously, Long Yuehong looked back.

There seemed to be pairs of eyes staring inside the cracks in the door.

Hiss... Long Yuehong inexplicably felt a creepy feeling.

At this time, Jiang Baimian and the others looked over the astonishingly spacious living room to a wall of floor-to-ceiling windows.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were immersed in darkness, with human faces tightly attached to them.

Their expressions were distorted, and an unknown light shone in their eyes.

It's like there's a platform outside the window, and these people are crowded there, peeking through the window into the house.

On the other side, at an open glass window, a figure sat on the railing.

She was a slender woman with long black hair disheveled, her face was covered by darkness, so she couldn't see clearly.

At this time, the woman was crying and repeating a sentence:

"Are you trying to force me to death... are you trying to force me to death..."

"No." Shang Jianyao replied.

But the woman turned a deaf ear, propped herself up suddenly, and jumped out of the window.

Shang Jian Yao stretched out his hand, but because the distance was too far, he couldn't reach it.

At this time, Jiang Baimian, who knew it was an illusion, was looking around.

She saw a tablet computer thrown on the ground not far away.

The computer was on, flashing light, with photos and text on it.

The photo appears to show a woman in a hat getting into a car, and the text reads:

"The popular idol Jiang Xiaoyue travels with the middle-aged rich man"

Snapped!

The woman who jumped out of the window fell heavily to the ground.

The whole illusion instantly distorted, and Long Yuehong, Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, Bai Chen and others felt that their thoughts were being sucked away by the vortex at the same time, and their souls seemed to be leaving their bodies.

There was an uncontrollable panic in their hearts, as if they were facing the darkness that could swallow their lives.

Gradually, their consciousness began to blur.

Huh...Jiang Baimian struggled to "wake up", and found that he was still beside the jeep, the surroundings were pitch black, only the light bulb that illuminated the mirror and the wooden sign was on.

She subconsciously looked at Shang Jianyao, and found that this guy seemed to be about to push herself.

"Have you escaped from the illusion?" Jiang Baimian asked while taking two steps, trying to wake up Bai Chen not far away.

"En." Shang Jian Yao turned his body sideways and shook Long Yuehong.

Long Yuehong woke up quickly, only to feel that her head was very dizzy.

After a few seconds, he woke up:

"stop!

"Stop shaking!"

"Are you awake?" Shang Jianyao asked regretfully, as if there were still several plans reserved for unused.

Long Yuehong hurriedly replied dizzily:

"Correct."

Seeing that all the members of the group were fine, Jiang Baimian breathed a sigh of relief, and said to himself:

"What exactly does that illusion represent?"

"That should be a scene from the old world." Bai Chen pondered and said, "Is that 'Higher Unintentional Person' related to some popular idol Jiang Xiaoyue?"

"Have you seen the news on the computer too?" Jiang Baimian asked in confirmation, "But that 'Higher Unintentional Person' is 90 or [-] years old? It's not like... Well, there is no precedent to show that,' Higher Heartless Ones can live longer, at most they can live a little longer than ordinary Heartless Persons, uh, except for Xiao Chong."

After human beings become "unintentional", due to changes in living environment, physical condition and other aspects, life expectancy has undoubtedly dropped significantly.

After Jiang Baimian described what he saw, Shang Jianyao nodded and said:

"He may be Jiang Xiaoyue's son."

"..." Jiang Baimian asked, "Then what is he obsessed with entering Tarnan?"

"This is Jiang Xiaoyue's hometown, where he grew up." Shang Jianyao suddenly sighed.

"...I almost believed it." Jiang Baimian said amusedly, "Did you get inspiration from the murlocs, mountain monsters, and the cases of 'unintentional people' in the ruins of Swamp No. 1?"

"It's not impossible." Long Yuehong supported Shang Jianyao this time.

Jiang Baimian shook his head:

"But it's too coincidental. It's impossible that most of the things we encounter are based on the same reason?"

Without enough clues, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen couldn't answer this question.

After intense discussions, the "Old Tune Group" finally decided to report this matter to see what the major sects and "Mechanical Paradise" think.

Maybe Zhou Yue and Zhou Guanzhu of Nanke Temple can analyze something.

After a long time, the sky gradually brightened, and morning came.

After more than ten minutes, a member of the robot guard and two humans came from Tarnan with a number of auxiliary robots, ready to hand over.

When they approached, Jiang Baimian took a look at Shang Jianyao:

"superior."

Chapter 161 Big Data in the Old World

Shang Jian Yao stepped forward to greet him, and said to the member of the robot guard:

"look:

"You are human, and I am human too..."

Before he finished speaking, the blue light in the eyes of the intelligent robot brightened.

This made Shang Jianyao's follow-up "reasoning" stuck in his throat, as if he was going to think about it again.

At this moment, the intelligent robot made an emotional voice:

"You are the first carbon-based person I have met who is willing to admit that we intelligent people are human beings."

He held out his right hand as he spoke.

When Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong and others were a little stunned, Shang Jianyao "habitually" stretched out his right hand and held the cold silver-black metal palm.

"You can come to me if you need anything in the future." The intelligent robot shook his palm a few times, "My name is Alpha Stuart."

"Okay!" Shang Jianyao agreed without hesitation, "From now on, we are friends."

"Yes, yes, friend!" Alpha was very happy about this.