"Indeed," Mr. Yori exclaimed the young man's keenness, "The people in Zunyu Village almost excluded all outsiders - including us. They left the punishment of the Son of God on the way to the village. Everyone near Zunyu Village will be lost, either bitten by poisonous insects or return to their original place. If one or two destined people would buy one or two dolls from there occasionally, we all thought that Zunyu Village would have been gone long ago."

"A person with destiny?" Lin Yingkong felt that these three words were intriguing.

However, when it comes to these details, Mr. Yori was not very clear. In his opinion, this was just a tragedy in Musheng Village's long history. As long as they did not explore the secrets of Zunyu Village, they could live in peace and freedom as they are now. So when the field team of the General Office took the pose of a fanatical historical researcher and said they wanted to go to Zunyu Village, Mr. Yori was really scared.

"You must be more at ease, teachers," the village chief's son hurriedly advised, "Don't say that the people who can go there can count the slaps over there, even if they go there, I don't know what will happen. You still have a few students!"

At this time, Feng Rong and others had packed the things and prepared them. Lin Yingkong said to the man who was sincerely worried, "Don't worry, we will try to walk around and watch. If we can't go, we will come back. We are hiking to Musheng Village. If we don't say anything next to us, we can at least protect ourselves..."

Seeing his son being fooled by a few words, Mr. Yori was silent for a moment, but did not stop them anymore. Instead, he explained the route carefully to them and asked his son to bring them some food. Finally, he said, "I know you came to Zunyu Village. In fact, there were several groups of people coming a few days ago. His style was quite similar to yours. After he went there, he didn't come back... You don't need to explain, I don't want to pay attention to these things. As long as you don't bring disaster to Musheng Village, it doesn't matter what you want."

Feng Rong looked at the old man with a plain and confident tone, "You can rest assured."

Just five words, it seemed that he had made no promises and had said everything. Uncle Yori nodded silently.

When leaving Musheng Village, the field team of the General Office did not alarm too many villagers. After confirming that the communication with the branch was normal, he walked along the direction of Zunyu Village. This road was indeed unavailable all year round, and most places had to use knives to open the road. After walking a hundred and eighty meters, Zhu Mengtian suddenly wondered: "Didn't the people in the branch come here? Why didn't there be any trace left?"

After he said this, the team members who were rushing to make various detection and alert preparations were also stunned and stopped at the same time. Di Bingqiao hesitated and said, "Can we take the wrong path?" Or are they not taking the same path?

"Impossible," Cheng Xiaodai looked around, "Didn't the village chief just now say that this road is the most convenient? Since the people in the branch have come to Musheng Village for directions, they shouldn't take another road to Zunyu Village."

"There may be some problems in this place..." Lin Yingkong's shadow wrapped around a thick tree, as if he was exploring something, "Xiao Lan, how is the communication situation?"

"Uh?" Ding Youlan, who was doing route recording, quickly switched the channel, then frowned and said, "The signal has become weaker." The conflict between spiritual power and magnetic field has always been a difficult problem for the supernatural community. Although Ding Youlan and the technical team of the Ling Security Bureau have jointly developed special satellite and communication software that can communicate in all walks of life, there is still no good solution when encountering a huge vortex of power.

——Obviously, they had previously speculated that there might be a large barrier near Zunyu Village, and everyone might have entered the formation at this time.

"Maybe it was something that happened thousands of years ago," it grew and fainted in the forest, making people walk in without realizing it. Fei Rong stood under the big tree entangled by Lin Yingkong's shadow and raised her head and said, "It can still work for so long. It must be someone who has been maintaining its operation." Or it was just that something extremely powerful was used to set up the formation at the beginning.

Feng Rong did not use his own whip, but directly condensed water into a knife and said, "Stay going."

Although most of the formations that can be passed down from ancient times to the present are difficult, it is unlikely to trap the eight of them. After a circle of circles, half of the way was gone, and the last signal on the communicator flashed slowly and disappeared. Losing the signal means that the network was also interrupted, which made him feel a little uneasy with a network cable than a B-level superpowered person. Feng Rong patted his shoulder and told him not to think too much.

"Tsk," Zhu Mengtian used a dagger to nail a spider that was as big as a palm to death on the tree. This thing almost jumped to his neck, "Why aren't the bugs here afraid of Bingqiao's potion?"

"It seems that it's not a problem with the potion..." Di Bingqiao walked over and stared at the spider, then even reached out and pulled out the dagger and grabbed it in his hand.

"Hey hey hey!" Zhu Mengtian glared, "Why are you touching strange things randomly!"

"Strange..." Di Bingqiao didn't know if he heard his words clearly. She muttered and threw the thing directly on Zhu Mengtian, "Look at this spider."

Zhu Mengtian was quite disgusted with these things with too many feet, and almost threw them into something a hundred or eighty miles away with a gust of wind. After hearing what she said, he reluctantly took it. As a result, as soon as the thing was in his hand, he raised it and looked carefully, "It's made of wood?"

With one sentence, Fei Rong turned the attention of others over. She looked over and found that the surface of the spider was no different from that of an ordinary spider. She was so lifelike that it was creepy, but the exposed part of the dagger was hollow wood and a pile of fine wooden parts. It was really ingenious!

"What's this thing?" Zhu Mengtian threw the thing to Fei Rong, and the real touch made people feel goosebumps.

"This is done by Zunyu Village. There is no spiritual power fluctuation, it is purely done by using mechanisms," Cheng Xiaodai also came over to study. "This craft... no wonder the village chief of Musheng Village said that their kung fu is less than one-tenth of Zunyu Village."

Lin Yingkong also took it over and looked at it, raising his eyebrows, "It seems that the Zunpiao Kingdom can make a doll that is similar to a person... Such rumors are not unreliable."

After encountering this mechanical spider, everyone focused on the jungle creatures when they walked backwards, and things like lizards, snakes, wasps, etc. also appeared around them one by one, and some were even covered with poison, trying to attack them - such mechanical things have no spiritual energy, which has caused them a lot of trouble.

"It's almost dark." Feng Rong looked at the meager light cast from the gap in the forest and said.

He handed Di Bingqiao a bag and put the butterfly in it. Ding Youlan took the map and thought about it for a while, and said in confusion: "In theory, we should have arrived at Zunou Village." They set out at noon, and they were only twenty miles away because of the formation barrier. So why should they have arrived?

"It's almost here..." The black shadow suddenly stood up from the ground like a cobra, and then hit a direction in the void. Something blocked it in the invisible air was immediately broken, and the surrounding scenery was twisted slightly. Lin Yingkong stood there and looked at the stone tablet that was quietly exposed from the dense bushes, and spoke softly.

The stone tablet is already very old, and all the traces of wind and rain on the body are traces of wind and rain, but the carved large characters of foreign race are still clear, and some people even have traces of them being taken over by plants, trees and vines. Ding Youlan stepped forward and identified them for a moment, and said without surprise: "The words 'Zun Ouguo' are written on it."

Lin Yingkong smiled, "It seems that the master is ready to welcome us to visit."

After passing the stone tablet, there were no attacks from the snakes and insects. The road conditions improved a lot. After walking half a mile, you could vaguely see the existence of the entrance of the village. There seemed to be a lantern hanging there, flashing, and it was very shimmering like a ghost village.

It was already dark now, and the searchlights on the field team of the General Office were very bright, but they could not break most of the rich night. Ding Youlan couldn't handle the searchlights with heavy weight, so he cheered up and watched the movements around him. The lights and shadows were intertwined. He was born with a little courage and felt a chill on his back and almost tripped by a falling tree trunk under his feet. He hurriedly walked around a few steps and continued to move forward. But if he accidentally walked around too much, his body hit an object that was neither hard nor soft. Ding Youlan subconsciously held the thing with his hands to maintain balance, but the touch of his subordinates made him froze instantly, "Minister of the Department..."

"Xiao Lan?" The others were surprised by his sudden trembling voice. When they turned their heads, they immediately glared at the sight of them. The person Ding Youlan was holding was actually a person standing silently under the shadow of the trees! They were actually approached when the eight people were all on guard!

Zhu Mengtian was subconsciously rushing over and the sword lit up and wanted to save people. Lin Yingkong stopped him in a cold manner, and said with a strange expression: "Don't move first."

The others who were still planning to act suddenly braked, and only the light brush was pulling the lights and aimed them at them. However, the person was standing very delicately. No matter how bright the lights were, he could not see his face clearly. He could only see his dark and heavy armor, standing there like a guardian, and Ding Youlan's hand was placed on the other party's arm without armor, and he was frightened there.

Feng Rong said, "Xiao Lan, look at his face."
Chapter completed!