"Unless... the people here, there is another place to eat!" The old shopkeeper suddenly answered, but shook his head in the next second: "But outside the hall, we can see...there are rock walls all around, the only people The signs that have existed are this hall and the ruins outside..."

Even if you are a god, you have to eat, drink and sleep at the end of the day.

"Even if these people are immortal cultivators, they don't need to eat or drink, but whatever they do, they have to have a cultivating blessed place, Dongtian or something..." Fengcheng Lin paused, and added again: "Anyway, what the drama says... Saying that all gods have their own residences when they cultivate!"

Ling Luoyu and the old shopkeeper looked at the same time, he was suddenly speechless.

"I just said casually..."

"You just said it casually, but it's an indisputable fact!" Ling Luoyu looked at the last wall: "As long as there are people, there must be traces of living people! No... that's abnormal!!"

"It must be abnormal!" Feng Chenglin followed her gaze: "It stands to reason that this place should not be facing a wall...otherwise, the existence of those bronze mirrors would be meaningless!"

Those people have spent so much Zhou Zhang, not just a wall.

There must be secrets in this place that they don't know.

just--

How can I open this secret? ?

"Three young masters, what do you see?"

Feng Chenglin pinned his hopes on Ling Luoyu.

Among the three of them, she can still toss for a while.

If she can't even toss about anything, I guess there will be nothing to sing below!

Knowing that, Ling Luoyu turned around calmly after knocking on the wall.

Without a word, I missed it from Feng Chenglin.

"Three young masters?"

He was taken aback for a moment and couldn't help looking at the old shopkeeper.

But the old shopkeeper was also at a loss, looking at him for unknown reasons

What is he doing?

No one of you knows, what does he know as an outsider?

"San Young Master, how did you go?" Feng Chenglin hurriedly caught up with Ling Luoyu, turning his head to look at the wall behind him from time to time: "Aren't we looking for the agency anymore?"

Ling Luoyu glanced at him indifferently: "What agency to look for? Our top priority now is how to get out of here... As for what happened in this place, is there any secret behind it, does it have anything to do with us?"

From the look in her eyes, Feng Chenglin saw the unusual--

She is totally excused!

Calmly glanced at the old shopkeeper behind him, he nodded his head heavily: "It's also...when we are worrying about this, we might as well dig a hole for ourselves and then set up a tombstone to prepare for the funeral... "

The three went out of the passage and returned to the hall.

For a time, relatively speechless.

The old shopkeeper glanced at the two of them, took a breath, and walked outside the hall: "I'll go and see elsewhere to see if there is any way out!"

Ling Luoyu followed closely: "I will go with you!"

Turning her eyes slightly, she looked behind her from the corner of her eye.

"Fatty, how about you?"

Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes: "What do you think?"

There are three people in total here.

If he doesn't go, wouldn't he be singled out?

Besides, ghosts know that in this place, the chance of living together is a little bit better.

After leaving the hall, the old shopkeeper didn't leave: "Mr. Ling, Mr. Feng, I have said what I should say... I have also told you the route of escape, but... how should we go now?"