The current water flow is obviously much faster than before. Even if the wind is in the forest, you have to use bamboo poles to point to the water from time to time to maintain the balance of the wooden door.

The old shopkeeper behind him relies entirely on manpower to maintain balance, which is even more difficult.

"Hey...Mr. Feng, can you use your bamboo pole for me?"

"What..." Feng Chenglin pointed to his ears and shook his hand hurriedly: "I can't hear what you said..."

"I said... can you use your bamboo pole for me?" The old shopkeeper pointed at his feet and shouted very hard: "I can't hold on here anymore..."

Feng Chenglin still looked confused: "I can't hear it..."

Ling Luoyu laughed in front of him: "Don't worry about talking to him, be careful not to capsize..."

Feng Chenglin's bamboo pole pointed to the water surface and smiled badly: "The old man still wants my bamboo pole, but he is dreaming!"

This bamboo pole was created by Ling Luoyu from the Chaos Secret Realm.

In the Chaos Secret Realm, there are many things, but she did not give it to the old shopkeeper.

"San Master, why didn't you get one more just now and use it for him?" Feng Chenglin's bamboo pole pointed at the water surface: "The water flows strongly and is surging. Without the bamboo pole, you will have to capsize sooner or later!"

Ling Luoyu curled his lips cunningly: "If we don't capsize, how can we watch the following drama?"

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"Besides, when we came out, the old man saw that we had bamboo poles, but he didn't specify that we wanted one, or half of it... Why do you think?"

"Yes... If you don't say it, I'll really neglect this issue!" Feng Chenglin suddenly realized.

Ling Luoyu carried such a big bamboo pole on his shoulder and walked past the old shopkeeper.

Anyone who is not blind should be able to see it!

Since the old shopkeeper has seen it, why didn’t he mention this just now?

"San Young Master, do you think he doesn't know that he needs bamboo poles in this place?"

"It should be..." Ling Luoyu looked behind her, looking like a smile: "In his heart, maybe the moment he saw us Zhuniao, he was still despised... So, he didn't even ask me about Zhuniao!"

Feng Chenglin's eyes lit up suddenly: "Then let's say... In his heart, we got into the water, that is, we drifted out along the water flow without any control!"

If you have such a meaning, either it means that the old shopkeeper knows nothing about this kind of thing, or it is that he knows about the groundwater, so he is careless and does not consider the matter of Zhuniao.

"San Young Master, it seems that there are too many things about this old guy who hide from us..."

"Yes!" Ling Luoyu sat down and looked at the darkness ahead with fun: "So we don't have to pay attention to him. When the time comes and things happen, he will naturally ask us..."

Unless everyone is in peace and get out safely from here.

Otherwise, the old shopkeeper will sooner or later be pinned down by her.

The water flow became more and more urgent, and they could clearly feel a tearing force hitting the wooden door.

"Fuck...it's just that this door is so strong! If it were an ordinary raft, it would have been apart!"

The old shopkeeper behind them was still talking, but they ignored it as if they had never heard of it.

After talking for a long time, the old shopkeeper burst into blue veins, his voice hoarse, and he didn't see Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin's reaction.

After coughing loudly, he remembered the lanterns and quickly picked up the oil lamp and turned the lanterns in front of him.
Chapter completed!