Song Yan immediately turned off the flashlight in his hand. Then he looked around and saw that it was quiet in the dense forest. He looked at his phone again and found that there was no signal on it.
It seems that the signal is blocked here.
He lowered his voice and said to everyone, "This house is very strange and weird. Please be careful and extinguish all the lighting tools inside, so as not to be discovered by people inside the house."
"Brother Yan is right, everyone should be careful. It seems that Xiaoqiang and his companions have entered this house. Why did they come to this house? Why is this house located in such a deep mountain and old forest? It's so strange. !" A brother said softly.
"None of us knows. Let's wait until nightfall to see if we can sneak in and find out." Song Yan carefully put away the phone, "Everyone, take a rest where you are."
It¡¯s only around ten o¡¯clock in the evening, and young people usually haven¡¯t rested yet.
So he planned to wait until late at night before sneaking in with his brothers to have a look.
??Everyone was tired after walking for so long, so they all sat on the ground and began to rest. From time to time, the sound of insects and the roar of unknown beasts could be heard in the forest. If you were timid, you would have been scared and ran away.
The night was getting darker. Some of the brothers were sitting with their backs against the trees, some were clinging to each other, and some simply lay down on the ground and fell asleep.
Song Yan remained calm and awake, looking at the door of the house from time to time. They had already circled around the house. The yard was so vast that it exceeded their imagination, and even the door to enter was large. There are four gates in the southeast, northwest and northwest.
They are guarding the east gate at this time, because this gate is the smallest and it is obviously not a commonly used gate.
Because it is not commonly used, no one will guard it here or pay special attention to it.
In the dark night, deep in the jungle, a group of men quietly emerged from the forest and headed towards the east gate.
Everyone steps very lightly.
They quickly rushed to the edge of the wall. I don't know if it was because the owner of this house was too confident that no one would find this place or something, but he didn't even install an anti-theft grid on the wall. He only scattered some broken glass on the edge of the wall. Scum.
It is enough to avoid these debris easily, but those with poor skills will inevitably be stabbed and slightly injured.
Song Yan and the others lay on the wall and gently threw a small stone they had picked up into the yard.
The stone fell to the ground with a dull sound, rolled for about two or three meters, and finally stopped.
Song Yan motioned for everyone to hide outside the wall. After waiting for a while and finding no one coming, they quietly touched the wall. At this time pd d xsw.co m Zhang Si
There are ancient buildings everywhere, and each building exudes a dark atmosphere, as if one huge beast after another is arrayed in the yard. The yard is full of flowers, trees, and pavilions. It looks like The scenery is pretty good.
"Don't scare the snake." Song Yan warned everyone in a low voice, and then walked quietly along the base of the wall.
"This house is so large and well-distributed. With Xiaoqiang's ability, they will definitely not be able to support this house. That is, the owner of this house is someone else!"
Just when they were about to sneak into a building, they suddenly heard footsteps, followed by a man's lazily complaining, "I feel so sleepy in the middle of the night! I really don't want to patrol anymore."
"There is no way, this is an order." Another man pulled him, "Hurry up and finish this circle, so that you can go back to the room and rest."
"Hey? Who is so wicked as to throw such a big stone on the road?" The complaining man tripped over the stone, staggered several steps and almost fell. Fortunately, the man next to him caught him in time.
He was so angry that he kicked the stone against the wall.
Song Yan and his brothers held their breath and squatted behind a holly tree, motionless and not daring to make any sound at all.
Waiting until the sound of the two people's footsteps gradually faded away, Song Yan dared to poke his head and take a look, and found that the two people had gone far away.
"Let's go, everyone, be careful."
They continued to walk along the wall and slipped into a building. There were only weak voice-activated lights on the ground in the empty corridor.
Song Yan led everyone away quietly, only to find that this was actually a storage building. There were signs on the rooms, "Qing Dynasty", "Ming Dynasty", "Han Dynasty"
"Does this mean that the room contains treasures from various dynasties?" Song Yan thought silently in his heart.?Cancan quickly got into the game.
Her professional knowledge has not disappeared because of her amnesia. The inertia of her body and the thinking of her brain still exist.
Especially during this time, she has been studying and reviewing.
She is very hard-working and has a good understanding of interior design.
She originally thought it was a design competition and brought her laptop.
I didn¡¯t expect that the competition would be hand-painted.
After thinking about it for about ten minutes, she devoted herself to painting. It was not difficult to draw by hand, but it was very difficult to achieve the effect.
Time passed bit by bit, and about an hour later, she handed in the manuscript.
And at the moment she handed in the manuscript, Ma Yijia also handed in the manuscript. The judges will score their works on the spot.
The scored points will be displayed on the big screen immediately, and the ranking will also be displayed immediately.
强牺 kanzongyi.cc 读牺。Zhuang Yan didn¡¯t expect that Jing Cancan had quite an interior design. She couldn't help but nod her head in praise when she saw her hand-drawn design, and immediately gave her a 9. The other judges also gave her a 9, a high score of 9.1.
Control the big one and control the owl. Ma Yijia is also good, but she is still a little less interesting than Jing Cancan.
8 points, 8.8 points,basically close to 9 points.
One after another, the contestants have submitted their submissions, and everyone¡¯s scores have come out.
After seeing Jing Cancan¡¯s high score, Ma Yijia suddenly felt a little jealous. What abilities could she, a young lady who had never really entered the industry, have?