Feng Chenglin tilted his head seriously, and looked around.

"Look, there are five stone statues here. According to our normal human thinking, the center is the top and the east is the respect..."

Don't talk about others, listening to his serious nonsense, Ling Luoyu couldn't help but look at him more.

"Fatty, you don't really see anything, do you?"

"San Shao, what do you say?"

Fortunately, he has become accustomed to being hit, and his self-esteem has also been tempered so as not to invade, and he is no longer hit.

"Of course I do!"

With a clear cough, Feng Chenglin turned his hands in front of the stone statue very solemnly.

"Look, beside us, this stone statue is in the center, and the facial features are more energetic than the others!"

Eyes?

Several people looked into the eyes of the stone statue for an instant, with MMP in their hearts:

They only saw two eyeballs, they didn't see any look!

Glancing at the faces of the people, Feng Chenglin withdrew his gaze calmly: "Of course, at such an important moment, spiritual understanding is the most important thing. You only need to understand what I mean!"

"Understand!" Ling Luoyu stepped forward, under the stone statue: "Because the nonsense you said is not unreasonable!"

Feng Chenglin pulled his lips: "..."

Did you just find out?

He has always had a talent for speaking nonsense as truth.

When Ling Luoyu walked by the wrong way, the two exchanged unspoken eyes first.

He has almost sung the previous scene.

Next, let's see how Ling Luoyu came to continue singing.

"Set the temple."

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

He glared at Feng Chenglin, tilting his head in motion.

"Why are you shrinking back? Didn't you just talk a lot about it? It sounds like something, go on!"

"What's going on? I've said everything I know!" Feng Chenglin sat down beside Yan Ziyue leisurely, tilted his head and raised his eyebrows teasingly: "Miss Yan, you didn't say anything on the way. Now, we are all in this place, and if we know or not, let us talk about our opinions!"

"I have nothing to say!" Yan Ziyue put his left wrist on his chest, stopped back, his eyes were extremely alert.

Fengchenglin is also a battlefield, knowing what kind of state is in defense.

Yan Ziyue was guarding him.

It seems that this little Nizi really has a problem.

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

"Three young masters, don't you know me? The brain is sometimes present, sometimes not, and I am helpless!"

"Then what do you mean? Just sit like that, no matter what?"

Feng Chenglin laughed brazenly: "I'm just sitting like this, maybe sitting down, I'll be inspired..."

He raised his chin to Yan Ziyue and whistled.

"Didn't you watch Miss Yan also sit in meditation? Maybe, the two of us who will pick the big beams to sing in a while... Don't think that you are standing there and thinking of a way, we are also studying, right? , Miss Yan?"

Yan Ziyue stared at him without saying a word, got up, protected his left wrist, and walked to one side.

Ling Luoyu quietly rushed into the forest to make a color, and greeted Dingmiao and Zhou Yan, and went to see the stone statue in the middle.