Li Da looked at the torches rushing towards the small courtyard like a fire dragon. Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night. I just hope that the gods would be more polite, otherwise in a rage, it would be a catastrophe in Xiaoyuan Village.

Everyone soon arrived outside the courtyard and surrounded the entire courtyard. The courtyard was made of wood. If the torch was thrown in, it would burn all of a sudden, which was very in line with their requirements.

"Shh, listen to my orders and throw all the torches in." The old man Gao also looked a little nervous on his face. He looked at the quiet courtyard, snorted, then raised his hand and waved it hard, and drank: "Don't!"

Everyone around the yard threw the torch in their hands towards the yard, and most of them tried their best to eat.

As a result... in the air that looked empty, a mirror suddenly appeared, and it bounced back the torch thrown by everyone. The more force it threw out, the more force it bounced back. Many people's torches hit the face and directly smashed themselves to the ground.

Of course, it was pretty good to be hit on the face by a hand handle. Some people's torches directly hit their faces. With a sneer, a piece of meat was boiled directly, and all the eyebrows and hair on their faces were lit, rolled to the ground, screaming.

Almost all of a sudden, the people around the yard were lying on the ground. It was fine if they didn't burn it, but they were beaten and a little hurt. A few of them had turned into fire people. Everyone around them helped put out the fire, but they knew that this face was mostly gone now, which was extremely tragic.

"Demonic Art! This is a demonic Art!" someone in the crowd exclaimed, and everyone's faces were also a little scared. How could the torch that had been thrown out fly backwards? It was unreasonable to say that there was nothing wrong with it.

There seemed to be an invisible wall outside the courtyard, blocking the torch they wanted to throw in. And there was no movement inside, as if the people inside were already asleep, which meant that the sound outside might have been blocked. This method was not something that ordinary people like them could imagine.

"What should I do? It seems that those monsters are not easy to deal with." Several old men gathered together, and one of the tall and thin old men said with a worried look. As soon as they started to take action, they lost several villagers, and they didn't even know what was outside the yard.

"You can't just stop like this. Since you have already taken action, you must do it decisively. Otherwise, when they really wake up, we will be even less of our opponents." An old man with a little hunchbacked side said firmly.

"I also think we can't just stop like this. Now they may not know the situation outside. As long as we can break the invisible wall and burn them to death, we can apologize to the King of Inspiration. Otherwise, we will not be able to catch fish when we go to sea and we will never be able to send this day." Another person said on the side.

"Well, this matter must be decisive, and they must carry the burn line down to deal with it. The rest of the people will use harpoons to poke this invisible wall. We must pierce this wall tonight!" The tall old man nodded and ordered. Although everyone was frightened, they were already on the string and had to fire it, so they could only poke the wall with the harpoon.

However, with the lessons from the torch just now, except for some guys who were stubborn, everyone's hands were deliberately reduced a lot, so except for a few guys who were bent harpoons, the others fell backward at most, and did not cause too much casualties.

One night, hundreds of people burned fire and flooded water, used all the methods they could think of, and tried them as long as they could find them. But they couldn't damage the invisible wall at all. Instead, they were exhausted and exhausted. There were many wounded people who were accidentally injured. Not far away were all injured by their own people.

At dawn the next day, the villagers who had attacked all night were almost exhausted and paralyzed. They didn't care about the old man sitting on the Grand Master's chair behind them, roaring hoarsely, and sat directly on the ground, gasping for breath.

They have been doing useless work all night and have hurt so many of their own people in vain. They have finally understood the meaning of what Li Da said last night. This magical method is indeed not something that they, mortals, can crack.

Thinking of this, there was a hint of fear on everyone's faces. It didn't seem like the other party didn't hear it last night. It's dawn now. If they came out to see the current scene, would they be furious and then take revenge?

Even the other party can't enter the yard when they are asleep. If they wake up and want to deal with them, it will definitely be a disaster, and no one present will escape.

"Get up quickly, take all these things away, and then leave here quickly!" The tall old man also realized this. One night, his throat was hoarse, but he still couldn't shake the transparent wall at all. He was already desperate inside. Now he could only hope that he would not get up so early with those gods and monsters, otherwise a great king of inspiration would have been enough to bear Xiaoyuan Village. Now that there are a few more, it would be really unbearable.

Just as the villagers forced themselves to get up and were about to pack up and carry the wounded away, the door of a room in the yard opened and a young monk walked out.

The scene suddenly became quiet, as if the picture was frozen. The fisherman leaned over to pick up the harpoon, the old man standing up holding the wall, and the tall old man waving the stick in his hand. Everyone was stunned when they looked at the handsome monk who walked out the door, and didn't know what to do for a moment.

Tang Sanzang looked at the chaos outside the courtyard, the villagers were smoky and many of them were still injured, and was stunned for a moment. Yesterday, he asked Zhu Tianpeng to set up an isolation formation to prevent them from coming in. Why did they come together today? These people made themselves like this?

Although I really wanted to laugh, considering that those people worked hard all night, they couldn't even open a transparent wall, and it was really pitiful to steal chickens and make the rice fall, so I still held back, walked to the gate of the yard, opened the half-person-high wooden door, walked out of the formation, and smiled and said, "It's so early, did you open a bonfire party here last night?"

The outside of the yard was in a mess. A few piles of fires leaning against the yard had just been extinguished. Black smoke was still emitting. Half of the torches were naked everywhere, and blood was still sprinkled in many places. If these things were removed, it really looked like traces left after a night of carnival.
Chapter completed!