Otherworldly Merchant

After more than half an hour of searching for traces of rope, we finally came out of this long, narrow land, at the end of a vaster wilderness.

Farther and farther away from the magma, the temperature gradually drops normally, and the air is no longer so dry, there are hidden tides.

The flashlight swept past, all unobstructed darkness!

Walking, the traces of the rope reached their end, searching for dozens of meters and finding no further signs.

Han Lao Liu and I expanded our search, searched for half a dozen places, and didn't find anything suspicious.

Han Lao Liu thought, “Jiulin, what choice would you make if you were in the first year of illusion at this time and went back along the wire and didn't find us? Return the wire, meet Little White Dragon, or follow the steps to find us? ”

I thought, "I may not even choose! As long as we don't wait for him there, something must have happened. But no matter the step, the iron cord is the only way, he has just returned from the direction of the iron cord, if anything should really happen, it can only come from the direction of the step. Then why are we rushing into danger? If I were you, I would have thought that something had happened to you, that you were desperate to hide in the abyss and hide on a cliff - just like I did then. ”

Han Lao Liu nodded slightly: “That's reasonable, but this place is full of plains and a glance. If he's in illusion, where does he go? Can't we just cut the door open? ”

“Maybe he's really underground.” I pointed to the bottom of my finger: “I don't know where it is, but there's an organ hidden in the dark, and we just haven't found it yet.” I looked back towards the direction away from our lava and said: “But then again, although it is infinitely vast, there is only one way. According to these signs, the little white dragon was not illusioned, so where did he go? ”

Han Lao Six was equally helpless, and we could only move on.

Wow...

All of a sudden, a slight sound came into my ear.

The sound was not too loud, but the underground wilderness was so empty that any sound would be amplified indefinitely.

We stopped at the same time and listened quietly.

Wow, wow...

The sound continued into the eardrum.

“Is this... the sound of water?” I asked with some confusion.

“Yes, it's water, it should be an underground river or something...”

“Little White Dragon!” Suddenly, the two of us shouted in unison.

Little white dragons are ice and snow spirits, and the source of the body is water properties.

When he was at the magma, he couldn't stand being roasted, which was why he proposed to cross the Iron Ribbon Bridge with Hatsumomo.

But this way, it's actually no different!

Except lava is hard rock.

At first sight, he stepped on the wire, and then he didn't come back for a long time. He must have been a little impatient, so he wandered around. The bottle was thrown away at random.

He was sensitive to water, and probably found the existence of an underground river long ago, and then ran over! Then he might want to bring us some more and pick up the empty bottle again.

In this way, 89 out of 10 little white dragons rush past the underground river!

Since we both called out the name of Little White Dragon, naturally we all guessed this. There was no need to communicate at this time, and we ran past the noise of the noise running together.

As we ran along, the water became louder and louder. Though it sounds like it's in your ear, you can still see it without a trace.

After a short run, the water became more and more distant.

Helpless, we had to fold back and gather in the loudest part of the water.

Han Lao Siu stamped his foot: “This should be the underground river. This is the nearest to the ground, so you can hear the noise. ”

“But let's not talk about holes here. There's not even a trace of them.” I pointed to four sides: “It's not shore, it's dust everywhere, look, there's no sign of anything but our footprints. I assure you, Little White Dragon has never been here! Otherwise, even if he can't find water, he will surely smash the ground into a hole. ”

“Right, right, right...” Han Lao Liu, who was thinking about something, was woken up by me and said, “Not according to our thoughts, but according to the nature of Little White Dragon. ”

“We followed the rope and tracked the sound of the water until it reached the wilderness, but Xiaobailong was very sensitive to the water, which was discovered shortly after shore. And we have to be close to the surface to hear it, and he's far more than we've ever explored. So we're looking in the wrong direction! ”

I took the flashlight from Han Lao Six and looked back at it: “We probably found the bottle in that direction. Now just judging the approximate direction of the current, we can determine where Little White Dragon appeared, and by his nature, it must have gone straight. ”

“The direction of the current?” Han Lao Liu missed the following: “Yes! Come on, Jiulin, blow this place up. ”

“What's the use of blowing it up...” I pointed strangely downwards: “It doesn't have to blow up, I can hear it, it must be flowing in this direction. But this wilderness is so big, who knows where it's going? And the surface is so thick, you can't blow up the whole wasteland...”

Han Lao Liu smiled and didn't speak. He shook his index finger at me.

There was a little green leaf on that fingertip.

“Oh, I see!” This is when I realized.

Little White Dragon can control the water, but Han can also control the wood!

With the same trick he followed through the green leaves, he threw the leaves into the water and let the leaves drift in the water, and then he didn't even have to look to know which direction they were flowing.

I pulled the six back a little bit and pulled out two bursts and threw them at the place where the water was loudest.

Boom!

Boom!

Two consecutive blasts rose flat and the rubble splattered.

The ground was blown out of a huge pit, and instantly the joyful water sounded louder.

With the flashlight on, the stones at the bottom of the pit were a little wet, but no water flow had been seen.

I jumped straight down, pulled out a double knife and dug it down with a pry, and not long ago, a slightly clearer stream of water appeared.

We still have some left in our water bag, but I'm afraid there's nowhere to replenish it. I haven't had much to drink. That's great!

Six and I drank a lot of fun, wiped a few more faces, and suddenly got a lot fresher.

“Let's go!” After filling the water bag, Han Lao Liu threw the green leaves into the water. He watched the green leaves drift along the running water to the surface and said confidently: "If it wasn't an accident, we would soon find Little White Dragon. ”

It's a good thing to be able to find Little White Dragon this way, but then again, my mind comes up with the mystery that has never been solved.

Me and the first year, Han Lao Six and a few of them synthesized the power of five sources, and I represent the soil, but why don't I, like a few of them, have obvious attribute symbols?

Also, what they said was always ambiguous. When the Devil's Valley opened the gates of Heaven and Five Rows, it pulled out one of my hair for the first time and opened the gates of earth.

When the Magic Vine Hall merged the forces of the Five Sources, Little White Dragon said, "You can count as dirt.

And when Jiuyin was slain, Han Lao Liu said, "You can also be of the earth."

What do you mean, arithmetic?

Am I the source of dirt or not? Or… or something else, they can't tell me yet?