"The invasion of strange power is over..." whispered in his ear, and Wen Donglai gasped and woke up from the nightmare.

Yu Xinshu and Xiaowen shouted in his ears almost at the same time: "Run quickly..."

Wen Donglai quickly got up, his scalp so numb that he felt like there were people around him.

Fear creeps into my heart and is difficult to get rid of.

"Run, where else can I run?"

He rolled and crawled towards the door of the Shengyun Ladder and pulled the rope, but the damn Shengyun Ladder was still rising slowly from the bottom of the building.

He heard the creak of the door opening, and his instinct told him that he couldn't escape.

Some people can read a novel ten lines at a time, and he can also look for a way out ten times at a time.

He thought of the ultimate fairy fate.

The two palms unite, the ultimate destiny of our Lord.

But there is no time.

He almost cried.

"Idiot, Confucianism, calligraphy and art are hidden." Xiaowen reminded him hastily.

"Oh yes."

Wen Donglai immediately clenched his fists into a pen gesture, closed his eyes in concentration, and there was a fog in the sky in his mind. His consciousness seemed to be searching for brilliant flowers in the fog.

But he couldn't see clearly and simply didn't think about anything.

He put his index finger on his head and felt a cold sweat on it.

Heaven and man respond to each other, and God's will and human affairs interact with each other.

Man's affairs must be in line with God's will. If they are not in line with God's will, things will be difficult to achieve and people will be sad.

He thought quietly and secretly said to himself: "Looking at God's will, I only want to avoid weirdness and have altruistic intentions, not self-interest. I ask God to see clearly."

He touched the air with his index finger, his back felt like a mountain pressing down on him, and his arms were trembling. If he hadn't had strong flesh and blood, he would have died on the spot.

"…well…"

He seemed to hear a low sigh in the dark, and then his right hand, like a divine help, wrote the word "hidden" very neatly.

It is still a Chinese character.

Chinese characters that are completely different from this world.

When the last bit came out, the last drop of water on the index finger also fell to the ground. An invisible and colorless stream of light fell from the sky, penetrated directly into the world of Confucianism from Wen Dong, rotated around, and then flowed into his limbs and bones.

, becoming one with his form and spirit.

"It turned out to be the legendary power of ten." Xiao Wen exclaimed.

Wen Donglai's body slowly dissolved and finally merged with the silent space.

In other words, he is truly invisible.

Wen Donglai looked happy, but he also knew that this was not the time to be happy.

He was still worried because when he wrote the word 'hidden' just now, he communicated with the sky and there was too much movement. When the legendary power dropped, it actually caused the big red lantern above his head to shake.

He could only hope that the Confucian eccentric inside could ignore this.

The young man pushed open the door, and the door opened outwards. His eyes were dark, and he swept back and forth.

A ray of light that was almost dissolved in blood-red fell on the young man.

The young man found nothing but the red lantern swinging slightly above his head. He glanced at it and saw nothing, then withdrew his gaze.

"There is no one, could it be my imagination?" He murmured, shook his head secretly, turned around and went back to the house, closing the door.

Wen Donglai covered his mouth with one hand, his face turned pale, and his teeth bit his lower lip, leaving a long bloody gash. He was victorious.

The art of Confucian calligraphy is really useful.

He succeeded and survived.

He rushed to the ladder without stopping.

"Guest, you are sweating profusely and your face is pale. Are you sick?" The servant on the closet asked him with concern.

Wen Donglai didn't dare to talk to him anymore, so he reached out and touched its head, and his body trembled slightly.

"Give you Tianli, get down, I want to get down." Wen Donglai took a few deep breaths and barked like a mad dog.

"Okay." The servant closed the door of the pavilion and began to control the ascending ladder to descend.

Wen Donglai collapsed on the ground like a dead dog, panting violently.

The young man walked to the bathtub and was about to take off his clothes, when he suddenly remembered the big red lantern swinging at the door just now.

"Fuck, invisible..."

He swore loudly and rushed out of the room.

After opening the door, I found that the big red lantern was shaking more violently, as if it had been blown a few times by the strong wind, but there were no windows in this corridor, so where was the wind coming from?

He glanced around and found nothing. He turned his stiff neck slightly, and his whole head was covered with dense eyes. He looked around at 360 degrees without blind spots. Anyone who saw it would be frightened and fainted. Even

The darkness here is also silent.

Creak... creak...

A series of crackling sounds echoed in the silent corridor.

Wen Donglai almost climbed out of the Shengyun Ladder. When he climbed out, two strong men helped him. When they helped him, they found that his hands were cold and his face was bloodless.

"What's wrong with you?"

Wen Donglai dared not linger and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"It's nothing, I'm a little anemic, just go home and take a rest."

"Oh...we understand...we will send it to you." The two of them showed a strange smile that was unspoken.

"Thank you, I can do it on my own. How can you leave your post without permission when you are responsible?" Wen Donglai thanked them, hunched over, and walked slowly outside the restaurant, but after taking a few steps, his pace

The speed increased, and when he reached the door of the restaurant, he was almost running out.

After exiting the restaurant door, the warm sunshine shone on his body, giving him a sense of joy of escaping from the abyss.

A gust of warm wind blew, and he shivered.

Only then did I realize that my body was soaked with cold sweat, but strangely, the clothes on my body were still dry and did not seem to absorb water at all.

Wen Donglai jogged for a few steps, and his body began to shake, as if he was drunk. The people walking by appeared as double images in his eyes. He secretly screamed in his heart that he was in trouble. He had no strength left, and his energy was exhausted by fear.

, I’m afraid something is going to happen.

What to do if someone catches you.

Whatever you think in your mind will come true.

A dizzy feeling quickly came over him, and he fell softly to the ground.
Chapter completed!