unfortunately--

Except for the dusty footprints, he saw no other clues.

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

Ling Luoyu: "..."

This can really be a nonsense! ?

"The treasure is not big. This requires a small hidden grid. How can I dig deeper?"

Besides, the people who built this place claim to be the king of the shark tribe, and they are not worried that disobedient tribesmen will rush in and kill them, so they have to dig out an air-raid shelter to hide the treasure.

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

Hao Lian: "..."

Look at it!

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

Hao Lian is even more confused.

Under the dust, how can there be any footprints! ?

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

Unless it is a pair of unusual eyes!

Otherwise, how to find the footprints under the dust?

"Don't you find that this place...the friction on the ground is different?"

friction?

What friction?

The dust in this place, the messy footprints, where is the friction? !

"Miss Ling..."

"Didn't I just say that? This place has a history of thousands of years. Since there is such a long time, people must leave traces when they walk for so long..."

"Traces?!" Hao Lian suddenly understood something. He crouched and wiped off the dust in front of him with his sleeves: "Are you looking for the traces left by those kings walking?"

"If the purpose of those kings coming in is only for the treasure, then the place where the treasure is stored will definitely have more friction than other places..."

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

Specifically, you have to wait for the dust to be wiped off before you can see any clues.

Hao Lian's eyes showed a different color, and his eyes widened excitedly: "Then what are we waiting for? Let's do it?"

Ling Luoyu's noncommittal jaw should be: "Then trouble Master Hao!"

"This is natural, do you want Miss Ling to do it yourself?"

Hao Lian jumped up and took off his coat.

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

Rolling up his clothes, he used his clothes to lift the broom, and flew the dust under his feet.

Ling Luoyu frowned slightly-

Flying like this, the dust flew, and the soldiers on patrol outside would definitely be able to detect the vision.

With a light movement of her fingertips, she quietly laid down the barrier, trapping Shuge in the seven deadly sins.

What she didn't know was that when the breath was pouring and the sister formed, in the darkness somewhere on the island, a pair of bright eyes opened leisurely.

"what"

His eyes moved slightly and turned to the sky.

"This breath..."

"puff"

Behind him, a little fluorescent light leaped and ignited, dim and turbid, but vaguely photographed his small and thin figure.

"Like...really like...but it seems a little different..."

Whispering, his eyes slowly closed.

The fluorescent light jumped and went out again.

The space is dark again.

The dawn is in sight, with a goal, Hao Lian can be regarded as a swift clan to do things.

There was no scent, and the ground had been swept clean, but he had a gray face, and he coughed slightly, but he didn't dare to move, so he cleared his throat suppressed.