The old shopkeeper looked towards Feng Chenglin, his lips twitched, as if to say something, but in the end there was no utterance.

Feng Chenglin knows, staring at the old shopkeeper fiercely, he hehe smiled: "I am not a bodhisattva...If the three young masters are safe, then we are hello and I am hello everyone, but if anyone does not have eyes... Don't make my brother look good, and I will make him die more ugly!"

The old shopkeeper ignored his threat, only a thin coat was left, and looked at Ling Luoyu.

"Are you ready?"

Ling Luoyu **** her long hair: "Old man, why are you more anxious than me? I must have been curious for many years, do you want to know the universe?"

The old shopkeeper re-checked his attire: "If I'm not curious, it's a lie! After all, I want to know...what is the secret in this, so that my daughter can keep her from being corrupt!"

After Ling Luoyu had packed up everything, he took a long sigh of play and jumped into the water.

"Wait"

Ling Luoyu took Feng Chenglin's water sac, poured the water out, covered it with a stopper, and threw it to the old shopkeeper.

"Bring this!"

"What's this?" He looked at the water bag dumbfounded.

This is underwater, everything is lacking, the least lacking is air.

"This is for you to ventilate... Although there is not much air inside, it is enough for you to breathe two or three times..."

Two or three diving breaths were enough to save his life temporarily.

The old shopkeeper obviously saw such an operation for the first time, and although he was a little skeptical, he still hung it around his waist in accordance with Yan.

Because the water bladder is air and buoyant, it is a little bit difficult when diving.

Ling Luoyu took out Ye Mingzhu again and jumped into the well.

Although there is moonlight, the light is even more pitiful under water.

Even if it is Ye Mingzhu, it is only about two meters in front of you.

The old shopkeeper was suspended in the water, waving at Ling Luoyu.

In front of them, there is a green tile wall covered with moss, stretching forward, without seeing the end.

In a flash on the blue tile wall, Ling Luoyu saw a clear "+" mark.

The mark is very new, it should be the mark made by Feng Chenglin just now.

Following the mark, Ling Luoyu took the lead in the front. The old shopkeeper hesitated and followed closely behind.

At the end of the blue tile wall is a crossroad, and on the wall on the right, there is also a "+" sign.

The old shopkeeper pulled her clothes and continued diving along the marked side.

Not far, it was another cross-shaped intersection.

The old shopkeeper stopped this time, pointed to the "+" sign on his side, and asked suspiciously.

Feng Chenglin was right, it was like a maze.

Forever crossroads, it seems that there is no limit and no end.

Ling Luoyu took out the dagger, took Ye Mingzhu, and handed it to the old shopkeeper, motioning him to continue forward, while she turned in another direction to explore the road.

But the old treasurer who knows pulled her clothes, shook her head vigorously, stuffed the dagger and Ye Mingzhu back, and pointed to her front

In such an environment, it is dangerous for two people to separate.

If you don't get it right, you really can't get out.

Therefore, it is better to insure together as much as possible.

Ling Luoyu couldn't help but had to go deeper.

But after swimming for two consecutive intersections, the breath of the old shopkeeper was no longer enough, and his eyes panicked a lot.