All villains: I became a god through the system of truth, goodness and beauty

It was this sudden flash of inspiration that made Chu Yin realize a very important message.

Many doubts began to become clear, just like finding the ends of a tangled mess.

At this point, she no longer wanted to find out where Fu Guang was right away.

The inspiration she gained from this initial exploration made her more curious about what the Yan family members outside the primeval forest were doing at this moment.

Is this cooperation that I have entered into part of the other party's calculations?

After thinking it through, Chu Yin immediately returned.

The journey out went incredibly smoothly. She did not encounter any wild animals that planned to attack her, and snakes and insects also stayed away from her.

Chu Yin asked the system: "Am I marked?"

The system was silent.

Looking at this situation, Chu Yin knew that she had guessed right.

Unexpectedly, the other party took action before I did anything.

But it doesn't matter, she will come again.

When she came out, the strange birds obediently made way for her.

Chu Yin became more and more certain that these strange birds in the outer area were still the spies of that chaotic thing.

The Yan family, who had been waiting ten miles away as Chu Yin requested, spent an agonizing hour in anxiety and finally received news from Chu Yin.

"come on!"

Chu Yin's voice was so cold that no one could detect anything unusual.

The group rushed to the outskirts of the forest as quickly as possible.

The strange bird ring still exists and seems to have not changed at all.

Everyone was confused and even suspected that Chu Yin was lying to them. In fact, she didn't go in at all.

But when the Yan family lowered their eyes, they saw that Chu Yin's clothes were damp and wrinkled, and the soles of her shoes were stained with dirt and fresh grass clippings.

"Ms. Chu Yin!"

As everyone greeted them, Yan Ju, as the agent, hurriedly came forward.

Without waiting for them to ask, Chu Yin gave them a brief account of what he had experienced.

"We can take out some of the Yan family's things. I think the Yan family can't be without any preparation for the area under their jurisdiction."

Yan Ju was still hesitant.

"If you still want to rescue Fu Guang?"

After his little thoughts were exposed by Chu Yin, Yan Ju was quite embarrassed. He turned around and asked the younger generation who had been following him to come forward.

The other person was holding a simple box carefully in his hand.

Yan Ju opened the box with a hunched back as if he was facing a rare treasure, and slowly took out the yellowed book.

It was originally gray-yellow linen paper, with an outer packaging added by later generations to prevent moisture and insect infestation.

"The Book of Wandering?"

On the cover of the book that was handed over, Chu Yin saw these three powerful black characters written on it. From the strokes, one could tell that the person who wrote it had a majestic aura.

"This is what the ancestors of the Yan family left behind. Regarding the mountain range behind, our ancestors have always warned us not to set foot in it. All we know is what is recorded in this book."

Yan Ju seemed to recall something, or he seemed to be casually expressing his admiration for the strength and power of his ancestors.

"Ms. Chu Yin, please take a look!"

Taking the book handed to him by the old man, Chu Yin found the records about the mountains behind him.

“…The climate there is so variable that it is frightening, with significant vertical differences, varying temperatures and humidity, and sudden changes in temperature.

When the weather is sunny, the sun is scorching, but in a moment the sky is covered with dark clouds and heavy rain is pouring down.

The thick fog was like a curtain, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. No one could make out people more than a few steps away.

The wind howled, sand and rocks flew, like a mad demon dancing wildly.

The hailstones fell suddenly, as big as chicken eggs, and hit people like hammers.

This kind of bad weather is hard for ordinary people to bear. If you make a mistake, your life will be in danger."

These descriptions are basically consistent with what Chu Yin had just seen and heard.

Modern people can bring communication equipment into the cave and quickly know that the magnetic field inside is abnormal. However, people thousands of years ago already felt the mysterious "magnetic field".

It can be seen that the ancestor of the Yan family is indeed something.

From the book, Chu Yin learned that the ancestors of the Yan family designed the earliest version of the simple compass, and thus knew that "it is difficult to distinguish north from south in the primeval forest. People who enter the mountains are like blind people walking at night, unable to tell the direction, wandering lost, and unable to extricate themselves."

“The basic situation is the same.”

As she spoke, she kept staring at Yan Ju and the group of people behind him, and found that they didn't seem surprised at all.

Were they completely unaware of the sudden climate change recorded in the book?

"Things have changed." Chu Yin opened the "Youyou Book" again and pointed at the description in it.

Yan Ju's expression gradually became solemn.

After looking at Chu Yin, he already understood what Chu Yin was saying.

The old man covered his chest with his hands, his eyes instantly turned red, and his chest kept heaving, which scared the Yan family members behind him.

"Elder Mai Ju, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Ju was the elder appointed by the previous head of the family, known as Mai Ju. Later, with the changes of the times, this formal title was rarely mentioned.

Old man Yan Ju was too excited. Chu Yin was afraid that he would faint, so she quickly grabbed his wrist and gave him some Qingxin Liquid to calm his mind.

"Ms. Chu Yin, did you really show up?"

The old man recovered a little, but still looked panicked. He grabbed Chu Yin's sleeve tightly with his backhand.

He looked at Chu Yin with a pleading face, as if he wanted to hear a word of denial from her.

However, he was disappointed.

"I promise!" Chu Yin said affirmatively.

Yan Ju's eyes were flustered. After a long silence, he said, "Miss Chu Yin, can you wake up the head of the family first?"

"Of course our deal can go ahead."

"you sure?"

"I am sure."

Chu Yin looked at him deeply.

The Yan family sent people to carry Yan Heng on a stretcher to the car, and then transported him back to the strange bird ring.

While waiting for Yan Heng, Chu Yin opened her online account and sent an early warning.

"The Misty Forest is moving strangely. Apocalypse is coming. Please be warned."

Misty Forest was the name Chu Yin had just given to the primeval forest and mountains in front of him.

Many people on the Internet were confused and asked questions under Chu Yin's account, but unfortunately Chu Yin had already logged out of the Internet.

Being able to kindly give a reminder shows that she is kind-hearted.

As for Luocheng, Chu Yin was not worried at all.

Because she was confident that the security she had provided before leaving would allow the people of Luocheng to deal with it easily. Moreover, Lin Changhong and others had already had several experiences in dealing with major incidents, and the people of Luocheng were no longer the Amon of yesterday.

Outside Fufang District, people were in a state of chaos because of an inexplicable message from Chu Yin.

People like Fu Gang who had Chu Yin's contact information called as soon as possible, but unfortunately, no one answered the calls.

Because at this time, Chu Yin brought the sleeping Yan Heng and once again entered the misty forest.

Outside Fufang District, the demonstrators gathered, ready to attack the defenses and break in.

The Yan family sent a large number of people to confront this group of people, and the atmosphere on the scene was extremely tense.

In Fufang District, Yan Ju received the news but just waved his hand to indicate that he understood.

He stared at the strange bird ring with a serious expression.

No one knows what he is thinking.