The search and rescue department thought of many ways and finally brought in several hot air balloons.
It's too troublesome to transport a helicopter, and drones can't carry out accurate remote control in the gap. There's no network here, so all things considered, hot air balloons are more practical.
As the sun set, everyone worked overtime to dig up the soil, revealing the large screen buried deep underground. But time is limited, and what they can see is still only part of it.
Wen Renjing stood on the hot air balloon and had a panoramic view of that part. After identifying it for a long time, his eyes suddenly brightened and asked, "Teacher, what do those people do?"
The wasteland is big enough, the screen is big enough, but the portraits displayed are not that big. The proportions of what is shown on the screen are close to reality, and people are still only the size of ordinary people.
And their perspective is an overlooking perspective. Rather than looking at the screen, it’s better to say——
"Is this a barrier that looks like a screen? Are these people under this barrier and we are above them?" Wen Renjing blinked in surprise and took out the binoculars to look again.
In the enlarged picture, dozens of people wearing black robes and cat-face masks stood on the wall of a suspected temple and began to pray and other activities. He tried hard to search for Xiao Ming, but unfortunately failed.
Then, he discovered the golden cat's eye and the black shadow.
This kind of top-down bird's-eye view is really amazing. Everything is happening under your nose. The scene is obviously very grand, but it feels very small. After looking at it for a while, he suddenly remembered what it was called.
"God's perspective!"
Li Heping's thoughts were interrupted by the student. He glanced at him. Before he could speak, Wen Renjing suddenly thought: "Dimensional wall!"
He grabbed the teacher's arm with excitement, but now he was calm and mature, "Teacher, look at the picture on the screen below. Does it look like an animation? It doesn't look like a real person, right?"
Although Li Heping is old, he accepts all words well based on the absurdity of the world. He thought about it and felt that this word was quite appropriate.
"Temple, cat...what is that dark mess with tentacles?" Suddenly, he suddenly thought of something, and immediately controlled the hot air balloon to start descending.
Wen Renjing was confused, "What's wrong, teacher, we haven't seen Xiao Ming yet, why did we go down?"
Li Heping: "I want to go back to the Qi Xiang Bureau immediately to check the information."
Wen Renjing asked him what information he was looking for, but he didn't say anything. We haven't found out yet, how can we tell this little kid? The little kid was so angry that he decided to ride in the hot air balloon by himself.
He went up with food and prepared for a long battle. It's just that the golden cat's eyes and black shadows are a bit evil. Looking at them too much makes my eyes hurt, my brain hurts, and the back of my neck feels very cold, so I can only look at every detail.
As he watched, a new man in black robe appeared on the turret of the temple.
This black robe is unusual. His mask is golden. At first glance, he has a higher status than other black robes. Behind him were two people wearing ordinary masks, adding something to the brazier.
Wen Renjing suddenly became interested, lit incense for himself, kept a defensive posture of turning a blind eye, and looked down hard. He looked at it carefully, but the golden mask never moved, and the sky was too dark, so
After looking at it for a long time, I couldn't see anything interesting.
Until the black shadow gradually encroached on the sky and made the golden cat's eyes slightly dim, the wind seemed to rise under the Yuan Wall that time.
The wind blew through the walls and through the turrets.
Just like the energy generated by masters fighting in animation, the clothes of the black-robed man were blown up, allowing Wen Renjing to instantly capture a familiar shoe under the dim firelight.
Xiao Ming!
That golden mask is Xiao Ming!
Wen Renjing shouted Yan Yueming's name excitedly, but the barrier seemed to cut off all sounds and prying eyes. No matter how he shouted, Yan Yueming on the turret did not raise his head.
He still maintained a praying posture, offering the power of faith to the great cat god.
The Xiao Ming of today is no longer the Xiao Ming of yesterday.
He is the new favorite of the Cat God and the fastest rising believer. He puts on the golden mask and transforms into the new apostle of the Cat God.
It all started when he was carried to bed.
In the palace, Yan Yueming's speech touched the cat god, but he was not completely moved. The cat god opened his eyes to him, looked at him, and then rolled him onto the bed.
Yan Yueming felt a huge tail wrapped around his waist. It was furry and fluffy, enough to bury his whole body inside, and it was still very warm.
He still wanted to speak, but under the gaze of the golden cat eyes, all his words were blocked in his throat. It was as if the cat god was saying to him: Shut up.
Xiao Ming obeyed and shut up.
The invisible tail wrapped around him. He lay on the bed and dared not move. He could only hold on to his fragile self, showing his final stubbornness.
Senior, I will never betray you!
Yan Yueming struggled to hold on, forcing herself to stay awake. Can be huge
The warmth and comfort wrapped in the big cat's tail were constantly breaking down his will. He couldn't help but wanted to fall asleep countless times, only to wake up suddenly again.
so close. He was afraid in his heart, the Tomb of Heroes of Wenwen Township, if another cat slave came here, wouldn't he surrender immediately?
Xiao Ming, you can do it!
It's nice to be furry, but you could have had rock hard abs!
come on!
Yan Yueming kept cheering himself up, but soon, he no longer had such worries. Because there was a purring sound in his ears, like the roar of a modified sports car, and like the sound of the engine of his senior's motorcycle, playing in a 360-degree omnidirectional loop around his head.
He was shocked to the point of being dizzy. He finally regained his train of thought and finally remembered that this was a cat's purr.
The cat god is indeed a cat god, even his purring is so strong.
Yan Yueming, let alone sleeping, would be pretty good if he could keep his brain from being shaken into a ball of mush. He endured and endured until finally his eyes were bloodshot. He couldn't endure it any longer, so he drifted off to sleep.
After an unknown amount of time, a sudden shock woke him up.
At first he thought it was the Cat God snoring again, but he soon realized something was wrong. The tail is gone, the cat god has withdrawn, and the feeling of the earth shaking...
It actually comes from the top of the head, from top to bottom, not from bottom to top.
Could it be that the shadow of the past has come over in advance? Are you starting to expand your skills?
Yan Yue
Ming got out of bed in a hurry and almost fell down when he got up too quickly. Only then did he realize that his mask had turned golden. He took out his phone and turned on the front camera to see that the golden color in his eyes became more and more obvious. ()
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It was already dark at that time, and Xiao Ming hurriedly took office - in fact, he was driven to the turret.
He didn't even have time to confirm Chen Yeye's safety.
If Chen Yeye came back safely and found himself being taken to bed, he would definitely want to save himself. But Yan Yueming didn't see him in the palace, nor did he see him among the subsequent believers, so where did he go?
With such worries in mind, Yan Yueming glanced above her head again. He found that after becoming an apostle, when he looked at the black shadow in the sky again, the shock to his soul became lighter, and the time he could look directly at it became longer.
Even if this lengthening time is only one second.
In this second, what did Yan Yueming see?
He seemed to see a faint light. Behind the black shadow, in the distance blocked by it, there seemed to be something... What was it?
Yan Yueming snorted and quickly looked away. After waiting for a long time, he looked over again with full vigilance.
This time he finally saw it more clearly. The sky was dark, and the shadows of the past were also dark, so why could he vaguely make out its outline and see the strange shadow with tentacles?
It wasn't the moonlight that illuminated it, it was the light behind it. The light seemed to be thousands of miles away, and when it arrived here, it was already very weak, barely showing through.
Just such a weak light illuminated the outline of the black shadow, allowing everyone to see it.
At the second glance, Yan Yueming's face turned pale.
He calmed down for a moment, and after about half an hour passed, he looked up for a third time. The Cat God was in good condition tonight. He began to show off his power, forcing the black shadow hundreds of meters back from the night sky with a strong posture.
At this moment of advancing and retreating, Yan Yueming raised his head and looked straight at the light behind the black shadow. In the distant light thousands of miles away, he could vaguely see the shadow of the tree.
Fantasy tree!
In a flash of lightning, these two words popped into Yan Yueming's mind. If he saw it correctly, it was the phantom tree with many suns hanging on it that he had seen in the orange-red town.
The senior said that it was Hu Di’s magic tree.
The phantom tree does not exist, it is an unreachable far end.
Yan Yueming closed her eyes, her eyes were already hurting, her brain was tingling, and all the strength in her body seemed to be taken away in an instant, and she almost fell down.
At the same time, Yin Yang Eyes.
Que Ge held the coffin and spit out a mouthful of blood, which shocked Lian Shan. He quickly stuffed the peach branch into Que Singer, opened his backpack and took out the medicine. But he wasn't done yet. Over there, the third child, who had just woken up, covered his heart and vomited blood after hearing Zhongchun talk about the current situation and seeing his "bride" again.
Of course, he didn't spit it out, he just made a show of it.
But his heart was really hurting. He also wanted to ask Li Zheng, wouldn't his conscience hurt? You saved me, you saved me, why did you arrange an arranged marriage for me?
I think you are crazy about getting married!
Zhongchun was still standing by, clapping his hands and making sarcastic remarks, "Congratulations, third child. When you reach middle age, you are blessed with a good match."!
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