Feng Chenglin tilted his head very seriously and looked around.

"Look, there are five stone statues here. According to our normal thinking, the center is the best and the position is the highest..."

Not to mention others, Ling Luoyu couldn't help but look at him a few more times after hearing his serious nonsense.

"Fatty, you won't really see something, do you?"

"San Young Master, what do you say?"

Fortunately, he has become accustomed to being hit, and his self-esteem has been tempered with all poisons and is no longer hit.

"Of course I know!"

With a clear cough, Feng Chenglin walked around the stone statue with his hands on his back.

"You see, beside us, this stone statue is in the middle, and its facial features and eyes are more energetic than the others!"

Eyes?

Several people instantly looked at the stone statue's eyes, and in their hearts:

They all saw only two eyes, but didn't see any look!

Looking at the expressions of everyone, Feng Chenglin calmly withdrew his gaze: "Of course, at such an important moment, spiritual understanding is only the most important thing, you just need to understand what I mean!"

"Understand!" Ling Luoyu stepped forward and was located under the stone statue: "Because the nonsense you said is not without reason!"

Feng Chenglin thrust his lips: "..."

Did you just find out?

He has always had the talent to speak nonsense into truth.

When Ling Luoyu walked by by mistake, the two of them exchanged their eyes tacitly—

As for the previous play, he has already sung it almost.

Next, let’s see why Ling Luoyu continued singing.

"Ding the temple."

Dongmiao stepped forward quickly: "Don't ask me, I don't know if I ask... Our Miao family inherits the mechanism hub, not... Feng Shui..."

He glared at Feng Chenglin and signaled with his head tilted.

"Why are you slitting back? Didn't you talk a lot just now? It sounds quite like that, keep going!"

"What should I continue? I have said everything I know!" Feng Chenglin sat down leisurely next to Yan Ziyue, tilted his head, and raised his eyebrows: "Miss Yan, you didn't say anything along the way. Now, we have all come into this place. If you know or not, just tell us your own opinions!"

"I have nothing to say!" Yan Ziyue protected her left wrist in front of her chest, stopped her back, and looked extremely alert.

Feng Chenglin has also been through the battlefield for a long time and knows what kind of state it is a defensive state.

Yan Ziyue was on guard against him.

It seems that this little girl is indeed having a problem.

Ling Luoyu also saw Yan Ziyue's body language: "Fatty, if you have time, think more about these stone statues..."

"San Master, don't you know me yet? Sometimes there is something in your brain, sometimes not, and I am helpless!"

"What do you mean? Just sit like that, don't worry?"

Feng Chenglin laughed shamelessly: "I just sit like this, maybe I'll be inspired by sitting..."

He raised his chin at Yan Ziyue and whistled.

"Didn't you watch Miss Yan sitting quietly and meditating? Maybe, the two of us will be the ones who take the lead and sing the opera in a while... Don't think that you are standing and thinking about ways, we are also meditating, right, Miss Yan?"

Yan Ziyue said nothing, glared at him, got up, protected her left wrist, and walked to one side.

Ling Luoyu quietly rushed to Feng Chenglin and used a color, greeted Ding Temple and Zhou Yan, and went to see the stone statue in the middle.
Chapter completed!