Chapter 1397 Record of Ear-eating Valley Beasts 26
It’s not because other topics can’t yield any results...
What's the difference between answers based on subjective conjecture and nonsense? The beasts are locked in unknown pockets that never see the light of day. What they see and hear is limited, and their descriptions lack accuracy.
If she splices them randomly, she can also connect the space generated by the wooden stairs with the pocket. Anyway, it is also pitch black and invulnerable. There is no evidence to prove that the two are unrelated.
But with all the alien beasts surrounding this place, Yun Tuan couldn't question, question or deny the other party too directly, so as not to cause unnecessary conflicts.
Fu Qingle did not receive the signal, but he was stunned for a few seconds and then said: "Oh, when the old lady finished her answer, I didn't hear it clearly, so I asked her to repeat it again, and something strange happened -" Fu Qingle paused, picked up the warm water on the side and took a sip to moisten his throat.
The white fox slapped the floor tiles with his paw, "Don't gasp, what happened?"
"The old man looked at me very impatiently, and as soon as he tapped his cane, people in the whole street began to walk backwards, reaching the position where the old man said that sentence, and then she repeated it." p>
Fu Qingle scratched the back of his neck, a little at a loss, "Of course, there are a few people who haven't left. I suspect those are...the same as us..."
Fu Qingle looked around, the word "player" stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it out.
"They are individual travelers like us, maybe some details have been overlooked." Yun Tuan nodded. In this way, the gray-haired old man really has a big problem.
Why didn't she feel it...
Because I am deaf?
Yun Tuan lowered his eyebrows, thinking of the strange black shadow yesterday, and always felt that something was not right.
If Fu Qingle is right and the master of the formation has the ability to control all intruders, then the players should also be trapped in it and not escape control, right?
"Have those who have not regressed raised questions?" Yun Tuan raised his head and asked.
"No, they seem to be immersed in their own world, staring at a certain place without moving." Fu Qingle shook his head.
The strange beasts also became quiet, their eyes resting on the unicorn and the dragon.
Yun Tuan poured himself a drink that was about to expire and took a sip. The carbonated bubbles exploded in his mouth, which was a bit spicy.
"Oh, it's like drinking strong liquor!" Fu Qingle moved the small stool closer and suddenly smelled a rustling bitter smell, "Sister Tuan, have you stewed Chinese medicine?"
"No, it's the smell of spores, right? Inhale less to avoid bacterial infection or respiratory tract infection." Yun Tuan dusted off the powdery spores on his sleeves and paused.
She turned to the mushrooms sitting around and said, "Hello, can your spores be hallucinogenic?"
A nearby basketball-sized mushroom shook its cap up and down, and some spores floated out, "It's okay."
Seeing that the spores were about to float in front of him, Yun Tuan covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves and said in a low voice: "Since you can leave the soil, how do you count as being picked?"
The mushrooms whispered to each other for a while. Since they had no facial features and their speech tone was very straight, the clouds could not guess their emotions and attitudes.
"Does it count if you have been cooked and eaten? We have never been cooked and we don't know."
The mushrooms shook their caps, and the air conditions suddenly deteriorated.
Yun Tuan rushed to the kitchen, wetted the towel with water, covered his mouth and nose, and handed a piece to Fu Qing Le along the way.
Fu Qingle took it and covered it, "Sister, what should we do now? There are so many mushrooms!"
Yun Tuan shook his head, "Let's wait until daybreak."
"But, will they leave when it gets dark? Or will they stay in this house all the time?"