According to the map, this land is right in the middle of the sea.

When it sank to the bottom of the sea, there was nothing but seawater and silt, and there was no living thing left when the rotting seagrass was removed.

Nothing was found by sweeping away the mud from the bottom of the sea, and it was sealed?

Luo Zhu closed his eyes and felt deeply, and the invisible tentacles touched the deeper part of the mud, not here, not the other side.

She slowly opened her eyes and found it.

The entrance is hidden in the lower part, and there is a gap in the mud that is cleared, and there is a faint light inside, and when you touch it, your hand is sucked in, and the crack gradually grows larger, and the light is exposed.

The multicolored leaves fall into the sea, turning into colored dots in the sea and dissipating with them.

Colored leaves.

Luo Zhu swam up and floated on the sea, Feng Qingmo picked up a branch and didn't know what was written on the shore.

"Xianggong has found it!" Luo Zhu shouted, Feng Qingmo raised her eyes, she jumped out of the water, clasped her hands together, vibrated her words, and tapped her toes on the sea.

A small ripple rippled, followed by a circle of larger and larger ripples, and a moment later the whole sea retreated from the point on the tip of the toe, and the sea parted in a regular manner, revealing the obscured light.

Feng Qingmo flew over, glanced at the sacred tree covered by silt, and lightly tapped the gap with a branch, the gap became chaotic, shaking violently, tearing a hole in the middle, the sacred tree made a muffled sound, and grew out of the ground, and the sea water gathered and returned to its original state.

This tree she had seen in Xu Ping's memory, and he leaned against this tree, wearing a mask and thinking thoughtfully.

The dense multicolored leaves and fruits are hidden among the rich leaves, and the dark trunk of the tree occasionally appears with shells that glow along the lines.

The shell peels off with a pat of his hand, and the flickering light makes people feel like a sleeping elf inside.

"I thought there were really only two entrances to the underworld, and it seems that the legends are not fully believed. Luo Zhu said jokingly.

Feng Qingmo plucked a leaf, the leaf quickly disappeared in his hand and disappeared, the blue dark veins covered the entire trunk, he reached out and stroked the trunk, the whole tree did not move.

"The formation is not difficult, but if there is no one to stay here, you can't return from this road, and this road is that there is no return. ”

"I have already seen that the underworld is all about bullying the weak and fearing the hard, and they will not live in peace when we go to the underworld, and they wish they had sent us away earlier. Luo Zhu answered, "But can this path really lead to the underworld?"

Looking at the vigorous and powerful formation and confidence, he is sure that no one will enter the underworld from here, quite a bit of the style of an elder, how can the formation he laid out be so simple, since he is not allowed to leave a way back, he should not stay anymore.

"Let's go in first. Feng Qingmo naturally reached out and held Luo Zhu's hand, and the two of them opened the entrance to the underworld together.

The Divine Tree absorbed the two of them, and with the rumble of the roots, it sank back to the bottom of the sea, and the whole sea area was as if nothing had happened.

Slid down the trunk of the tree, and looked at it if it weren't for the shadow of the village in the distance, Luo Zhu's suspicion did not move.

The same sea area, the same sacred tree, the sky is clear, and the big white clouds are about to fall.

The scenery of the underworld and the human world are also very similar, it turns out that Xu Ping is leaning on this sacred tree, so will the distant village have something to do with him?

went out to sea, stepped on the wind and ran all the way to the ancient village, and finally stopped in front of the village.

The stockade was large, with just a gap between the houses, and a gravel wall on the outside, dotted with fresh flowers.

The vines of the flowers climbed up the wall, and the rhizomes were buried in the mud, and it was impossible to distinguish which rhizomes corresponded to the flower vines.

There is no sun, Luo Zhu raised his eyes and looked at the sky for a long time to make sure that there was no shadow of the sun in the clouds, but the light was shining through the clouds, even and without stinginess.

Luo Zhu wanted to climb over the wall to take a look first, but as soon as her hand touched the wall, the vines on the wall quickly blackened and withered, and she immediately retracted her hand.

Jumping over the wall, the moment his feet touched the mud in the village, the flowers and vines on the courtyard wall withered one after another.

She stood under the wall and looked back at Feng Qingmo, and was suddenly at a loss.

Feng Qingmo stepped forward and knocked on the wall three times, the stone wall shook twice, and suddenly a small hole opened, and the dirt brush fell, collapsing from this end to the invisible end.

"It's because they don't know what to do first. He took Luo Zhu's hand and swaggered into the village like no one.

The outer wall of the stockade collapsed, and they heard heart-rending shouts in the distance, followed by a bustling noise.

"It's collapsing, it's all collapsing!" Entering the stockade, you can still hear someone shouting loudly, saying that the outer walls have collapsed.

Luo Zhu scratched his head a little embarrassed, and whispered to Feng Qingmo's ear, "Xianggong, why don't we build a wall for them when we leave?"

"Don't worry, the lady has nothing to do, just find them something to do. ”

Feng Qingmo and Luo Zhu cast a spell, and no one else could see them, passing by a narrow path, Luo Zhu suddenly stood up.

The trail is a fork in the road, and at the end of the road there are two paths on the left and right, and in the middle grows an old tree, which is not a human species, and the whole body is slightly reddish, and the tips of the leaves are reddish, and the roots are indeed green.

The moment Luo Zhu touched the leaves, the leaves made a mournful sound as if the wind was blowing.

Feng Qingmo tilted his head slightly, he heard the team of people coming in a hurry, and said with a smile: "Wait a minute, lady, I'm busy for my husband." ”

She subconsciously covered the trunk of the tree and tried to perceive it, closing her eyes to nothing.

She looked up and suddenly noticed the man in the tree, dressed in black, standing on the trunk of the tree, with his hands folded around his chest, looking at her indifferently.

His face was so well blocked at that angle that she could only see his chin, and he flicked Zhiya to the higher trees, stepping on Zhiya and disappearing, she could only see his slightly muddy soles.

He saw her appearance clearly, dressed in red, looking like the woman back then, but it was clearly not, and left disappointed.

Feng Qingmo had already finished dealing with the villagers in the village, and when he saw Luo Zhu standing under the tree looking at the empty Zhiya in a daze, he coughed.

She still didn't move, looked into the distance and whispered, "This village is hostile to me. ”

She lowered her eyes, her eyes were full of loss, and she didn't know where to feel a trace of sadness in her heart.

A gust of wind blew, the leaves made a mournful roar, and the red ribbons tied in front of each village made a strange crisp sound of wind chimes.

The clouds over the stockade are no longer white and heavy, they have become dull and gray, and the clouds are lower, giving people visual oppression, as if they are dancing their teeth and claws over the stockade.