It took their people a long time to pry open the rolling shutter door from the side. However, as soon as the silver-gray rolling shutter door opened, everyone's eyes were dull and they stood still, motionless.
The crimson paint snakes down the wall, as if it was thrown up randomly by a painter.
A few traces form a sloppy eye pattern, but just one look at it makes people feel cold all over.
"What? Are you sick? There is a wall behind the door? There is also a red symbol painted on it? This counts as..."
Before the man finished speaking, the moment his eyes met the eye symbol, he froze in place, unable to move.
Heyu caught a glimpse of this strange situation, lowered his eyebrows, and raised his hand to direct the people around him, "You, go find a bucket of paint, close your eyes, and erase that symbol!"
"Yes!"
Heyu threw the paper stick of the lollipop into the trash can, his eyes darkened - it seemed that they had all remembered it.
Yun Tuan really learned a lot from Abyss, even knowing this kind of stasis spell.
But those rats...should stay in the gutter. If they try to come out to the bright side, they will only become the target of public criticism. When the chaos is not divided, the force separates the abyss and the original state, which naturally makes sense. p>
"Change the door."
After He Yu finished speaking, the group of people opposite him remained motionless like puppets. He stood up, kicked them down one by one, and pulled down the rolling shutter door smoothly.
Leaving the "eyes" range, the middle-aged man regained control of his limbs. He was sweating, "I'm sorry, I don't know why..."
"I know, change the direction and continue, and we'll talk about it after we go in."
Heyu said a few words patiently, returned to the bench, and kicked the trash can next to him a little further away.
The middle-aged man wanted to say something else, but when he saw the footprints on the iron trash can, he shut up.
However, they really don't know where the Jing family's door is. Every time they pry open a rolling shutter door, they will be stopped by the eye symbol, and in the end they will have to be kicked awake by He Yu.
……
Treehouse.
Jing Yu looked at the people in the surveillance camera and curled his lips.
Yun Tuan finished his snacks and walked out of the house. He caught a glimpse of the red patch on Jing Yu's computer and frowned, "What kind of surveillance are you doing?"
"If you can filter out some symbols from the surveillance system, your spell is working." Jing Yu said with a smile.
Yun Tuan looked carefully and finally saw the "eyes" under the red surveillance, "Are they going to Jing's Building now?"
"He Yu has always been conceited. If it weren't for Fu Xunchu's attack, we probably wouldn't have gotten close to the building when we left Earth Star." Jing Yu leaned on the back of his chair and shook his head.
"It's useless to go now... By the way, I have to go out." Yun Tuan squatted down and tied his shoelaces again.
"What are you doing?" Jing Yu sat up straight and frowned slightly.
Yun Tuan stood up and said, "Go and catch the clones. They have been exploring outside for a while. It is always bad to be caught by others."
"I'll go too."
"Alright... OK, there shouldn't be any serious conflict. The clones other than the Demolitionists have pretty kind personalities. They can most likely win by persuading them." Yun Tuan said, not too sure.
"Rabbits will bite when they are anxious. No matter how gentle they are, if they are in danger, they will probably take action. You should take your things with you." Jing Yu shook his head, "Don't underestimate the enemy too much."
Yun Tuan responded, "I know, but if you leave, is it OK here in the tree house?"
"Of course, your formation is not a fool's errand. Coupled with technological means, it will be difficult for them to get close for a while. Your safety is still the top priority right now." Jing Yu closed the computer and stood up to change equipment. p>
Yun Tuan looked at Jing Yu's waistline, blinked, subconsciously raised his hand to hold the key, and stuffed it into his clothes.