Hugh ~!

A series of sounds of flowing water sounded in his ears, and Zhao Yiran looked at the stream under his feet, which was about one person wide.

Of course, how wide this person is, it refers to the comparison of Zhao Yiran's figure under the fusion.

In reality, the stream under the iron can is just as thick as an arm.

...

At this time, Zhao Yiran had already driven through the iron can with the help of Thunder, and arrived at about three or four meters below the iron can.

Originally, Zhao Yiran thought that the soil or construction level would be below the iron can, but after seeing the real situation, Zhao Yiran was slightly surprised.

It turns out that there is a suspended area below this iron can.

The height is about thirty or forty centimeters.

Then, the flowing streams are on the ground.

"Brother Zhao, how can there be water here?"

Zhao Ling'er squatted down and checked the flowing stream in front of her.

Zhao Yiran looked around, his eyes fluctuating with spiritual power.

The surrounding environment is extremely dark, but it is extremely bright in Zhao Yiran's eyes.

As Zhao Yiran's eyes swept towards the sides of the stream, they finally fell on an open space at the edge of the stream.

"This is……"

Zhao Yiran pondered, and was slightly confused.

Swish swish swish swish!

Zhao Yiran stepped forward quickly.

"Huh? Brother Zhao, where are you going..."

Seeing Zhao Yiran suddenly moving forward quickly, Zhao Linger hurriedly followed.

The little ant did fall to the place where Zhao Yiran's sight was frozen.

At this time, Thunder Ting was indeed in the stream. Under Zhao Yiran's instructions, he checked the water quality of the stream, as well as possible sources, or locations.

As a water creature, it is also a rare and qualitative spiritual beast, this is not difficult for Thunder.

But after entering the water, Thunder Ting did not report information to Zhao Yiran for a long time.

However, Zhao Yiran was not in a hurry because he discovered the familiar and strange thing at the previous locked position of the vision.

Familiar and unfamiliar...

It may sound contradictory, but it is the case in Zhao Yiran's eyes.

"Owner?"

The little ant hovered in the air and looked at Zhao Yiran asking for formic acid.

"Um!"

Zhao Yiran nodded secretly and gave an instructive voice.

Immediately afterwards, strange waves emerged from the two agile tentacles of the little ant and swept towards the open space below.

Buzz ~ Buzz ~!

As a slight buzzing sounded, dark patterns slowly appeared in the open space beside Zhao Yiran.

That’s right, these dark patterns are undoubtedly the formation patterns!

"It seems that because of the age of time, this formation has no spiritual power and is wasted."

Zhao Yiran squatted down and looked at it, touching his fingers on the formation pattern, and sensating it carefully.

To be honest, this is the first time he has personally encountered the formation pattern.

First, I will go to the formation patterns I saw, or I will not be able to touch them like I am now.

Just like the formation pattern seen on the stairs of the teahouse where Fu Laisheng was before, Zhao Yiran went back to check it out after solving Fu Laisheng's death, but after returning, he found that the formation pattern that existed on the stairs and had completely dissipated with Fu Laisheng's death.

The original staircase was also completely decayed.

...

"bite!"

"Spiritual pattern formation detected*1"

"bite!"

"Spiritual water collection array: The water collection array formed under the strange formation pattern is suitable for water flowing water..."

Just as Zhao Yiran's fingers touched the formation lines and felt it, a throbbing sound came from the watch on his wrist.

Immediately afterwards, a series of virtual windows appeared.

"Hmm? Spiritual pattern water gathering array?"

Zhao Yiran snorted lightly as his eyes swept across the virtual window.

Then, a phantom appeared in the dark pattern under Zhao Yiran's fingers, which directly penetrated into his watch.

Dongdongdongdongdong~!

Just as Zhao Yiran was checking the virtual window, footsteps came, and Zhao Linger followed.

"Brother Zhao, what?"

Zhao Linger, who came to Zhao Yiran, asked softly: "Brother Zhao, what are you looking at?"

Zhao Ling'er, who approached Zhao Yiran, found that Zhao Yiran looked ahead, as if in a daze...

"It's okay, I just discovered this. It should be this thing that makes there a stream here."

Zhao Yiran waved his hand and said, then pointed to the dark patterns under him.

The virtual window cannot be viewed except Zhao Yiran.

However, when outsiders came to check the virtual window, Zhao Yiran looked like he was in a daze...

"What is this?"

Following the direction pointed by Zhao Yiran's finger, Zhao Ling'er shone the flash of her phone on the ground and found the dark patterns that had just been cleaned up by the little ant.

"Spiritual pattern formation."

Zhao Yiran stood up, glanced at Zhao Ling'er and said with a smile.

"Spiritual pattern formation?... Such a magical thing, but it seems to be of little use!"

Zhao Ling'er was slightly surprised, and then saw the cracks beside the dark lines.

"Well, it really has no effect. If it works, we may not be able to come here..."

Zhao Yiran curled his lips and said.

"Look at this formation...it seems to have been many years...but who created these here?

Here is the spiritual pattern formation below, and above is the mystery of raising large jars... It's so strange..."

Zhao Ling'er frowned and murmured.

"By the way, Brother Zhao, the age of this spiritual pattern formation exists, just as you said. It seems that it is not a revival of spiritual energy...but that spiritual energy has existed for a long time, but ordinary people cannot reach it!"

Zhao Ling'er, who was thinking, suddenly remembered what Zhao Yiran had said before and then said.

"...Feeling, you little girl doesn't believe what your brother Zhao said?"

Hearing Zhao Ling'er's words, Zhao Yiran rolled his eyes and said.

"Hehe, detective, of course you have to keep being skeptical..."

Zhao Ling'er grinned and said.

What Zhao Linger said at this time was also what Zhao Yiran said to him before...

...

"Thunder, how are you doing? Have you noticed any useful information?"

Just as Zhao Yiran and Zhao Linger stopped and had a conversation without saying a word on the abandoned spiritual pattern formation, Thunder's figure passed through the stream where the two were.

At this point, Zhao Yiran asked.

"Stern Junior Brother, why are you dying..."

The little ant flew over the Thunder body and asked.

"Master...the water is full of death..."

Just as Zhao Yiran, Zhao Ling'er and Xiaoyi were waiting for the news about Thunder, the thunder sounded.

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