Princess Against the World

The old shopkeeper paused while drinking water, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the two people behind him from the corner of his eye.

Feng Chenglin, on the other hand, completely ignored his reaction and continued to hum to himself.

"You see, the old man's daughter died first, so the old man will take care of her funeral affairs. When the old man dies, we will collect his body... So in general, the old man's fate is good. At least he still has us. He won't In the wilderness where corpses are exposed, you can still rest in peace after death..."

He suddenly sat up and shook his head.

"It's just a pity that his daughter... didn't even have anyone to pay her respects after she died! Do you think we should spend some money and let people in the town come to give his daughter some incense and candles during the holidays?" ?”

Ling Luoyu looked at the old shopkeeper calmly: "How do you know that people need your kindness?"

The daughter is the old shopkeeper’s pet peeve.

As long as it involves her, everything is easy to talk about!

Feng Chenglin followed her gaze and smiled sinisterly: "If I hadn't been kinder, that girl would really have become a wild ghost in a lonely grave. I don't know if her bones will still be there a hundred years from now!"

"Wow!"

The old shopkeeper threw his hand on the water and turned around suddenly.

"I will handle my daughter's affairs myself, so you don't have to worry about it..."

"How do you deal with it?" Feng Chenglin pointed behind him: "We are all trapped here and can't get out for the time being... Is it possible for you to be sure that you can get out alive?"

His eyes moved and he looked around.

"Unless...you know where to survive!"

"How to survive..." The old shopkeeper's breath suddenly became low: "How do I know?"

"Since you don't know, you have to be prepared to bury your bones here!" Feng Chenglin opened his arms, looking decadent and waiting for death: "Look at us, you know we can't get out, so we are waiting here to die. Fortunately... we still have some food and drink, so we can last three to five months, but old man... you can only last three to five days, right?"

"..." The old shopkeeper's face was blue and purple, but he sat down by the river without saying anything.

Feng Chenglin glanced at Ling Luoyu quietly, stood up, and stretched.

"Third Young Master, you rest here for a while, I'll go over there and take a look... maybe we can find a way to survive!"

With a long sigh, he climbed up to the top of the ruins using his hands and feet.

"Third Young Master, please be careful. If you can't move here, don't move... Don't let yourself die of hunger and thirst instead of being suffocated to death by anger!"

The old shopkeeper suddenly took a few deep breaths and seemed to have made up his mind: "The way to live is at the bottom, and the way to die is at the top!"

Ling Luoyu stared intently, and Feng Chenglin also stopped suddenly and turned around slowly.

"Old man, what did you say?"

"The way to survive is down there...and the way to death is up!"

"..."

Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin looked at each other, and the latter turned around and sat on the gravel, smiling playfully.

"Old man, what do you mean? Don't you mean...if you want to live, you have to..."

He raised his head and glanced at his feet.

"You have to go down, right? But there's no way down there?"

The old shopkeeper still had his back to the two of them, looking at the water with deep eyes, and his voice was extremely cold: "Don't you want to know how much I know? I only know this much... Survive at the bottom, die at the top!"

Ling Luoyu stood up leisurely: "Old man, did Mr. Tang tell you this?"