Princess Against the World

It was cold and humid, with a pungent smell of sour rot.

Especially when entering the forest, a special smell becomes even more obvious——

"quicklime?!"

Ling Luoyu was deep in thought, tapping his toes lightly, leaving a deep mark on the ground.

"really……"

At her feet, a light layer of white mixed with the dirt.

"It's really quicklime. No wonder these bamboos are half dead and withered..."

Quicklime is mostly used to embalm corpses and prevent moisture.

Used at this time, it really fits the atmosphere of Puppet Mountain——

After all, this is a place where the dead gather!

It is also reasonable to use some quicklime for antisepsis.

But for bamboo, surviving in the torment of quicklime is pretty good.

As for what Mr. Xu said, he saw the other end of the bamboo forest at a glance——

Ling Luoyu stared blankly at the opposite side.

With her eyesight, she couldn't penetrate the other end of the bamboo forest.

Opposite the bamboo forest, a thin layer of mist floated.

"Third Young Master?"

Feng Chenglin was a little anxious when he saw Ling Luoyu standing motionless by the bamboo forest.

"Did you see any clues?"

"No, how about... you come and take a look?"

"...Forget it, you better keep watching! I'll accompany Mr. Xu!"

Feng Chenglin smiled and sat down next to Mr. Xu, only to find that he was drawing something on the ground.

"Mr. Xu?"

"What I'm painting is Laoshan... Even if my painting skills are poor, I can still get a general idea, right?"

Xu Lai gestured with branches.

"Look here, it's a mountain, this is water, these sticks are trees..."

Feng Chenglin suddenly realized: "What you are painting is the old Puppet Mountain..."

"Yes, what we were like when we were young, I guess everything has changed now!"

Mr. Xu sighed and looked in the direction of the bamboo forest again.

"Sometimes I wonder if we are blocked and cannot get in. Are the people inside also trapped and unable to get out... If so, it means that our children are still alive, just because of certain The reason is that we can't meet each other... This is better, it's better than... being separated forever, life and death!"

Feng Chenglin was saddened by what he said: "Old man, don't worry, as long as Third Young Master and I go in, we will do justice for God and rescue those innocent people!"

Standing up suddenly, he strode towards Ling Luoyu.

"Mr. Xu, you wait here, I will help Third Young Master..."

Beside the bamboo forest, Ling Luoyu was sitting with his eyes slightly closed, neither moving nor speaking, like an old monk in meditation.

Feng Chenglin stood still, not daring to disturb him. He just tentatively called out, "Third Young Master?"

Ling Luoyu's eyes opened slightly: "This is a formation..."

Feng Chenglin's lips twitched: "I know..."

Need to say?

It must be a formation!

Otherwise they would have passed by now!

Ling Luoyu glanced sideways: "Can you break it?"

Feng Chenglin's face suddenly grew long: "...How could I know this? This is Dingmiao's strength!"

"What should we do?"

"..."

How could he know what to do?

"Third Young Master, I've been following you for this kind of thing! If you can't do it, I can't do it..."

He glanced at the bamboo forest and frowned.

"Third Young Master, we dare to break into the undead in the forbidden area... What happened to you today?"

What he was embarrassed to say was——

Why are you so timid today? ?

According to Ling Luoyu's character, he should have rushed forward by now.