Hearing Shang Jianyao’s question, Jiang Baimian said “uh”:

“I don’t know this.

“He is still a bit different from the one you used to use the ‘Reasoning Clown’.

"I just felt that it was an unexpected surprise to break the illusion."

Illusion interaction is more similar to a conscious artificial intelligence mechanism. Shang Jianyao has no experience and Jiang Baimian can't reason about what effect it can achieve.

"No need to make friends, it's enough to prevent him from targeting us." Long Yuehong couldn't help but say.

If Shang Jianyao becomes friends with such a powerful "high-level unintentional person", what's wrong? Wouldn't he be able to walk sideways in Tarnan, bully whoever he wants to bully, and whoever he wants to play pranks on whoever he wants to?

Just now, wet my pants in front of other members of the group, leaving a certain psychological shadow on Long Yuehong.

"Hope." Jiang Baimian looked around the dark night and the lights that embellished it, and said, "Continue to be on duty."

When Shang Jianyao heard this, he leaned on the jeep with a little disappointed disappointment.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Bai Chen suddenly spoke:

"Look at that."

Jiang Baimian and others adhered to the preset plan and looked at the area under Bai Chen's surveillance with the attitude of "think twice before acting".

There were some buildings that were not too tall at some time.

These buildings form the so-called "community", "community" or "blocks" in the old world, surrounded by green trees.

At this time, the night sky made everything there not very clear, and only the lights behind the glass windows could bring peace and warmth.

"This should be an illusion, right?" Long Yuehong said hesitantly.

"Apart from illusions, no one can build such a community in just a few seconds." Jiang Baimian gave a positive reply.

"There is still a dream." Shang Jianyao "helped" her to perfect her speech.

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

It appears out of thin air.

"What did that 'high-level unintentional person' create an illusion that we can see through at a glance?" Jiang Baimian looked at the peaceful and quiet community and expressed his doubts.

Shang Jianyao nodded as if he was thinking:

“Say hello to us?

"He thinks I'm already a friend?"

Jiang Baimian wanted to refute, but he swallowed it back when he was at his mouth.

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

After all, she has also seen the magic of the "Magic Clown".

"Then how should I respond?" Shang Jianyao was embarrassed.

"First watch the changes." Jiang Baimian decided to adopt a safe strategy.

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

No, there is still a light, if there is a lonely boat on the vast lake.

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

"That 'high-level unintentional person' wants us to enter that room?" Jiang Baimian speculated about the meaning of this change.

She was referring to the room corresponding to the remaining lamp.

"Oh..." Shang Jianyao suddenly realized, "He wants to invite us to his house as a guest."

"Don't move." Jiang Baimian stopped Shang Jianyao's ambition, "If you were affected by such a simple hallucination and stepped on a landmine, I would definitely write 'This person is stupid' on your epitaph."

The "old tuner team" has many mines and traps arranged around it. In the illusion, people know whether there is any error in the direction and distance.

"I feel that he should have no malice." Shang Jianyao said sincerely.

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Long Yuehong.

"You should be a spy and go by yourself!" Long Yuehong responded vigilantly.

"Okay!" Shang Jianyao seemed to be waiting for the answer, and then was grabbed by Jiang Baimian.

There is also such a routine? Long Yuehong was a little stunned.

At this moment, the community that was deeply trapped in the night magnified in front of them, and the distance between them was shortened in an instant.

In just a few seconds, Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and others were in the community, under the only light building.

"So enthusiastic..." Shang Jianyao exclaimed sincerely.

As he said that, he sighed:

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

Do you still have a bottom line... Jiang Baimian muttered in his heart and reminded him:

"Don't move for now. He will take the initiative to let us enter what should be. He will take the initiative to let us enter what should be seen. He will take the initiative to let us see what should be seen."

"Yes." Long Yuehong felt that this was exactly what she thought.

Jiang Baimian's remarks were quickly confirmed, and four members of the "old transfer team" were directly "transferred" into the building.

During this process, they were as if they were climbing a stairs and taking the elevator.

Not long after, they arrived at the top floor, which is the 11th floor.

There is only one family here, with wide and long doors and vermilion red.

The windows above the aisle shone faintly in the light, making figures stand out.

They are all humans, both men and women, older and younger, dressed in different ways, but they also reflect the style of the old world.

At this time, they were crowding at the door, peeking into the room from all gaps like madmen.

"What are you doing?" Long Yuehong was puzzled when she saw it.

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

Shang Jianyao shook his head and said seriously:

"This shows that something is happening in it..."

Before he finished speaking, the four members of the "old tuner group" "worn through the vermilion door without realism and entered.

Subconsciously, Long Yuehong looked back.

There seemed to be pairs of eyes watching the gaps in the door.

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

At this time, Jiang Baimian and the others looked over the breathtaking living room and looked at a floor-to-ceiling window.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were immersed in the darkness, with faces that belonged to humans tightly on them.

Their expressions were twisted, and there was an unknown light in their eyes.

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

On the other side, on the open glass window, a figure of Taoist sat on the railing.

She is a slender woman with long black hair and her face is covered in darkness, so she can't see clearly.

At this moment, the woman was crying and kept repeating:

"Are you going to force me to death... Are you going to force me to death..."

"No." Shang Jianyao answered.

But the woman ignored it and suddenly supported her body and jumped out of the window.

Shang Jianyao stretched out his hand, but because the distance was too far, it was impossible to reach it.

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

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

The computer is turned on, and it is flashing with photos and texts on it.

The photo seems to be a woman wearing a hat getting into a car, and the text is:

"Popular idol Jiang Xiaoyue travels with middle-aged rich people"

Bang!

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

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

They felt an uncontrollable fear in their hearts, as if they were facing the darkness that could devour their lives.

Gradually, their consciousness began to blur.

Huh... Jiang Baimian struggled to wake up and found that he was still next to the jeep, and it was pitch black around him, and only the light bulbs illuminating the mirror and wooden signs were on.
To be continued...