apart from the dust footprints, he did not see any other clues.
Holding out his hand, he knocked on the ground: "you mean, what we are looking for is at our feet?"
Ling Luoyu:
That's really bullshit!?
"The book treasure is not big, this needs a small dark grid, which also needs to dig down deeply?"
What's more, the people who built this place claim to be the king of the Spanish people, and they don't worry that some disobedient people will rush in to kill and destroy them, so that they have to dig up an air raid shelter to hide the treasure.
"What I want you to see is the footprints on the ground..."
Hao Lian: --
Watch it!
Ling Luoyu shook his finger in a meaningful way: "it's not our footprints, but Footprints under the dust! "
“……”
Hao Lian was even more confused --
under the dust, how could there be any footprints!?
Even if there are footprints, it is covered by dust, how to find it!?
Unless it's a pair of unusual eyes!
Otherwise, how to find the footprints under the dust?
"Don't you notice that this place Is the friction on the ground different? "
Friction?
What friction?
The dust of this place, messy footprints, where is the friction?!
"Miss Ling..."
"Didn't I say that just now? This place has a history of thousands of years. Since it has been so long, people must leave traces when they walk for a long time... "
"Traces?" Hao Lian suddenly understood something. He crouched down and wiped the dust in front of him with his sleeve: "are you looking for the traces left by those kings when they walk?"
"If those kings come in only for the sake of book treasure, then the friction in the place where the book treasure is stored will be heavier than that in other places..."
It's just that the friction can be obvious, it can be arbitrary.
Specifically, we have to wipe off the dust before we can see a clue.
Hao Lian's eyes showed a strange color, and his eyes widened with excitement: "then what are we waiting for? Do it? "
Ling Luoyu's noncommittal jaw head should be: "that troubles Hao to be in charge of the family!"
"It's natural. Do you have to do it yourself, Miss Ling?"
Hao Lian jumps up and takes off his coat.
"Girl, you need to carefully observe where there are unusual traces!"
When he rolled up his clothes, he used his clothes to remove the dust from his feet.
Ling Luoyu frowned slightly -
if the dust flies down like this, the patrol soldiers outside will surely be able to detect the vision.
Fingertips gently move, she quietly bound under the cloth, book Pavilion trapped in seven sins.
What she didn't know was that when the breath poured out and her sister was formed, a pair of bright eyes opened leisurely in the darkness of the island.
"Eh..."
His eyes moved slightly and turned to the sky.
"This breath..."
"Poof"
behind him, a little fluorescent light leaped and lit up, dim and muddy, but faintly reflected his small and bent figure.
"Like It's like But it seems a little different... "
Whispering, his eyes slowly closed.
The glow jumped and went out again.
Space, once again a dark.
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the dawn is on the horizon, and with a goal, Hao Lian is also a quick man.
Without half a column of incense, the ground has been swept clean, but he has fallen into a dishonor, choked slightly cough, but dare not move, can only suppress the clear throat.
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