Chapter 103: Two Worlds? (2)

"Ah Wei, Ah Wei, is it you, are you here? Are you?"

Yue Xinyi suddenly shouted at the air around her, but no one could answer her.

It was very quiet all around, with only Ning Huanxin standing aside, staring at Yue Xinyi in a daze.

"Yue Xinyi, calm down."

Ning Huanxin gently held Yue Xinyi's hand, her palms were sweaty.

"Huanxin, Ning Huanxin, why can't we find Ah Wei? Why can't we see Ah Wei?"

Yue Xinyi was already panicking.

"Ah Wei, Ah Wei, can you feel me? Can you hear me?"

She yelled into the phone at the top of her lungs.

“Rustle…rustle…”

At this time, there was another rustling sound from the phone, and after the noise, the call was automatically hung up.

No signal again.

Yue Xinyi continued to dial the phone number in a panic, again and again.

Sadly, the call was never answered.

There was not a single signal on the phone screen.

Ning Huanxin couldn't help but look up at the sky. The sun had already set.

The village looks even more peaceful and beautiful in the twilight.

But the beautiful scenery in front of her seemed very scary to Ning Huanxin.

"Xinyi, do you feel it?"

"What?" Yue Xinyi finally put down the phone with a desperate look on her face, and looked at Ning Huanxin with a puzzled look: "Ning Huanxin, did you find something?"

Ning Huanxin suddenly raised her hand and sensed in the air: "Wind."

The wind here.

She calmed down and sensed, and found that all the wind came from one direction, and... the wind speed remained the same, without the slightest deviation.

This is not unusual.

"I have been practicing martial arts since I was young, and I often squat in the wind. At that time, my master asked me to meditate and sense the direction and speed of the wind time and time again. In fact, the wind did not blow from the same direction, and the wind speed was different at every moment."

Even if the wind is blowing from one direction at a certain moment, it is impossible to maintain the same wind speed all the time. This is absolutely impossible.

And now, here, Ning Huanxin encountered it.

The winds were always very regular, as if they had a predetermined trajectory long ago, and they were always accurate to the minute, blowing from the same direction, at the same angle, and at the same speed.

It's like...

Ning Huanxin's mind suddenly flashed with light.

"Yue Xinyi, do you think this village is as beautiful as... a painting?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The scenery is picturesque.

This was mentioned by Qi Ruolan and Ning Huanxin.

Ning Huanxin clearly remembered that when they first arrived in this village, although the village was very beautiful, it had a strong commercial atmosphere.

But why does this village look so quiet and beautiful now? Where are the tourists? Since most of the B&Bs in the village are full of guests, it is impossible that all these tourists don't come out for a walk? Why, Yue Xinyi and I have been here for so long, but we haven't seen a single tourist? "Painting?"

When Yue Xinyi heard Ning Huanxin's words, for some reason, her hair suddenly stood up all over her body and cold sweat covered her back.

Could it be that... this world is not my original world, but another world? A world in a painting...?

"No, that's impossible! How is that possible? We even went to a restaurant for lunch!"

Restaurant, yes, that restaurant! At this point, Yue Xinyi suddenly threw the phone to Ning Huanxin, turned around and ran quickly towards the village.

(End of this chapter)