However, after looking at it for a long time, I didn't find anything abnormal.

Except that the river is red, nothing else shows that there is anything wrong.

Why......

"Master, over there! Over there! Suddenly, the little hamster roared excitedly.

Lone Bamboo was stunned for a moment, looking in the direction that the little hamster had asked her to see.

As soon as she saw it, she found some clues and hurriedly walked over.

After a while, seeing the words behind the stone wall, Gu Zhu's face suddenly became ugly.

Sure enough, there was something wrong with the red river.

This water cannot be touched, and if it does, the body will be burned to ashes.

The writing on the stone wall was not inscribed, but written in blood, presumably by one of the dead bodies.

No one knew where the passages over there led to, and everyone wanted to go there, but no one ever did.

Originally, as cultivators, everyone would have some light skills, but this Yanru was very strange, and the ability in the body seemed to be suppressed after coming here.

I can't fly at all.

And the river is wide.

I'm afraid no one can last that long to fly over.

The person who wrote probably just didn't want to see the later people die here like them, so he wrote this with his own blood, right?

A deep thought flashed in Lone Bamboo's eyes.

It seems that there is no way here, and there is no way to get out.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people trapped here.

Now all hope can only be pinned on that side.

Although there may be only one way to go through so many passages over there, at least there is a glimmer of life.

She is a person who cherishes her life, especially after dying once, and miraculously survives here, she cherishes her life even more.

So, she won't give up.

How can we get there?

Lone Bamboo set his eyes on the large rock next to her.

It's nice to throw a rock in it as a jumping stone, but it seems to be the only one here.

The river is so wide that one stone is simply not enough.

What's more, throwing such a large stone into it will inevitably splash some water, and if this water touches her, even a little bit, she will be burned to death.

Moreover, she did not know how deep the river was......

All of this is unknown, all with potential dangers, and now it seems that everything is blocked......

However, Guzhu doesn't think so.

Such perfection on the surface is the biggest flaw, and there must be a way to get out.

It's just that no one has ever found a solution.

Little by little, Guzhu searched carefully, hoping to find any clues, but in vain.

Half an hour has passed, and Guzhu still has no development.

She's looking for everything here. Apart from...... The pile of bones.

Guzhu frowned, was silent for a while, and stepped forward to take a look.

None of these white bones have been here for many years, and there is only one white bone left, and there is no clothes on the body.

I can't see men and women clearly, and I don't know what they look like......

There were a lot of corpses, and the lonely bamboo opened them one by one, not to find anything from the corpse, but to see if there was any information covered under the corpse.

After searching for a long time, suddenly, she paused when she turned over a corpse.

She tried to take out what seemed to be a conch from the corpse's hand, but he held it so tightly that she couldn't take it out.

She didn't care about this, just because Bai Ze's voice sounded in her heart: "This is a phonograph snail, take it out, maybe there will be something to gain." ”