pity--

Apart from the dusty footprints, he didn't see any other clues.

He stretched out his hand and knocked on the ground: "You mean, what we are looking for is under our feet?"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

This is really nonsense!?

"The treasure of the book is not big, it just needs a small dark grid. How can I dig deeper?"

Besides, the people who built this place claim to be the king of the Mermaids, and they are not worried that disobedient tribes will rush in and kill and destroy it, so they have to dig out an air-raid shelter to hide treasures.

"What I want you to see is the footprints on the ground..."

Hao Lian: "..."

Watching!

Ling Luoyu shook his finger meaningfully: "It's not our footprints, but... the footprints under the dust!"

“…”

Hao Lian became even more confused—

Under the dust, how can there be any footprints?

Even if there are footprints, they are still covered by dust. How to find them!?

Unless you have an unusual pair of eyes!

Otherwise, how to find footprints under the dust?

"Didn't you notice that the friction on this place...is the ground different?"

friction?

What friction?

Where does the dust and messy footprints come from here?!

"Miss Ling..."

"Didn't I just say it? This place has a history of thousands of years. Since it has been so long, people will definitely leave traces when they walk for a long time..."

"Traces?!" Hao Lian suddenly understood something, and quickly squatted down, wiped away the dust in front of him with his sleeve: "Are you looking for the traces left by the king when he walked?"

"If the kings came in just for the purpose of Cebao, then the place where the Cebao was stored would definitely have heavier friction than other places..."

However, this friction may be obvious and may be casual.

Specifically, you have to wait until the dust is wiped off before you can see a clue.

Hao Lian's eyes showed a strange look and he widened his eyes excitedly: "Then what are we waiting for? Let's do it?"

Ling Luoyu's unanimous head should be: "That's trouble to Hao Dangjia!"

"This is naturally. Do you still need to do it yourself, Miss Ling?"

Hao Lian jumped up and took off his coat.

"Miss, you need to carefully observe where there are unusual traces!"

Rolling up his clothes, he used his clothes to slap the dust under his feet and flew away two or two.

Ling Luoyu frowned slightly—

If you fly like this, the dust will fly together, and the patrol soldiers outside will definitely be able to detect the strange phenomenon.

With her fingertips moving lightly, she set up a barrier quietly, trapping the Book Pavilion in the seven deadly sins.

What she didn't know was that when the breath poured out and the sister formed it, her bright eyes opened leisurely in the darkness somewhere on the island.

“Huh…”

His eyes moved slightly and turned upwards.

"This breath..."

"puff"

A little fluorescent light behind him jumped and ignited, dim and turbid, but it still vaguely illuminated his hunched and thin figure.

"It looks...it looks...but it seems a little different..."

Whispered, his eyes slowly closed.

The firefly jumped for a moment and went out again.

Space, again dark.

——

The dawn is in sight, and with a goal, Hao Lian is considered a clan of maritime things when doing things.

Before half of the incense stick came out, the ground had been swept clean, but he was covered in dust and coughed slightly when he was choked, but he did not dare to move. He could only suppress his throat and clear his throat.
Chapter completed!