Strangely enough, when the two men retreated to the courtyard wall, Ye Cheng suddenly had a lot of purity, no black masses, no miscellaneous peeping eyes, and the hot tar field seemed to disappear, with white light and gloomy white all around in the night.

"It's 12:05 now!"

Qiao Yingzhe's wristwatch began to move. He shook his wrist to his ear, whispered and whispered, and the mechanical function returned to its original state. But on closer inspection, the wristwatch rotated several times faster than usual. Yecheng covered Qiao Yingzhe's weird mouth. In fact, when they returned to the courtyard wall, the sky was shining and they entered the ring ground...