However, at this time, everyone picked up their tools and began to look for clues. They knew that it was a race against time to find clues because the environment here was too depressing. They had to find clues as soon as possible, then save Sansu and leave this place.
However, at this moment, Ren Dahua found a wooden box. There were a few paintings in the wooden box, but these paintings were densely covered with cobwebs. Ren Dahua carefully cleaned up the cobwebs and opened the paintings.
At this time, Lu Fei also walked to Ren Dahua's side and asked him if he found anything.
Looking at the paintings in Ren Dahua's hand, Lu Fei also couldn't wait. He couldn't wait to open it and found some incomprehensible patterns drawn on it.
However, at this time, everyone also gathered around and looked at the paintings and patterns in Lu Fei's hand.
"Match? Little boy? Frog? "Lu Fei looked at the patterns with a puzzled face.
Everyone also didn't understand what these patterns meant. Why did they draw these things? What kind of clues were hidden in these patterns? Everyone secretly thought in their hearts, but no matter how hard they racked their brains, they couldn't figure out what kind of mystery was hidden in this. Because there was really no way to connect these three things, everyone was very anxious.
At this moment, Wu Lei was very unhappy because he felt that he finally found a clue, but he didn't understand these clues at all. So at this moment, Wu Lei felt very disappointed and sad.
But at this time, Lu Fei suddenly seemed to think of something because he found a stone pillar next to the ancient building after the lights were turned on. The stone pillar had a frog on it, and there was a candle on the frog. So, this clue was very likely related to the sculpture.
So at this time, Lu Fei said to everyone with a serious face, "I think the clues above may also be related to the sculpture we just saw. The sculpture is a toad, and there is a candle on the toad, so we can light the candle on the toad. Then, we have to be the little boy and light the toad."
However, after hearing Lu Fei's words, Wang Xiaoli was confused, because he didn't understand what Lu Fei was talking about. Lu Fei was talking about something like a toad, a candle, and a little boy. Why didn't he see it just now? Why didn't he see the sculpture?
So, at this moment, Wang Xiaoli was not only anxious, but also very helpless because he felt that his IQ was not enough. It was difficult to communicate with these people.
And Wang Xiaoli felt very unhappy at this moment because he couldn't understand Lu Fei's meaning and couldn't integrate with them.
At this moment, Wang Xiaoli just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible because this place was too scary. Looking at the surrounding walls made him feel very uncomfortable.
Wang Xiaoli felt that he must have done a lot of wrong things in his previous life to receive such a mission. Originally, he could have been happily eating barbecued skewers by the roadside and listening to songs, but he didn't expect to come to such a dark place and have to face these messy mechanisms and whatnot. He was really too unlucky. Why was his fate so tragic?!
But at this time, Wu Lei understood Lu Fei's meaning because Wu Lei was very smart. So, Wu Lei thought in his heart, So this is what it means. It can't be that my idol is really smart. He actually guessed the meaning of the clues in this painting at once. He's really a genius. Lu Fei, you're really amazing. One day, I must be as amazing as you.
However, Chen Weiting also understood Lu Fei's meaning. The others only understood half of it in the morning because they didn't notice the sculpture.
This sculpture was right in the middle of the pond, so there was no way to touch it with their hands.
So, the crux of the problem now was how they could light the fire on the sculpture.
At this time, Wu Lei put the shovel he just took into the pond. But Wu Lei didn't expect the pond to be so deep that the shovel was buried in an instant.
Wu Lei quickly pulled the shovel out. He was afraid that if the shovel fell in, he wouldn't be able to take it out again.
"Oh my god, this is actually so deep. It's really unfathomable! "Wu Lei said with a face of surprise.
Thinking of this, Wu Lei was a little scared because he felt that if he accidentally fell in, it was certain. Even a single person could be drowned in it. It seemed that he had to think of a way, or else he really wouldn't have a way to light the fire.
Looking at Wu Lei's action just now, Wang Xiaoli saw the depth of the water, so he was very scared. He immediately took a few steps back, afraid that he would accidentally fall in. This water was really too deep.
Wang Xiaoli felt that there must be some secret hidden in this water. It was like a monster that ate people without spitting out the bones. It was actually so deep. If he accidentally fell in, no one would be able to save him! So, he should stay a little further away. It was best not to get close.
At this time, Wang Xiaoli was even more scared because he felt that there were mechanisms everywhere, and they were all strange things. He shouldn't have come to this place at all. This place was really too scary. Why did he receive this task in the first place? Did God think that the first half of his life had been too comfortable?
Wang Xiaoli felt that the person he should save now wasn't Sansu, but himself. Why didn't anyone come to save him? Now that he had fallen into such a crisis, who would save him?
Then, seeing that the water was so deep, everyone began to think of a way to see if there was anything around them that could be used.
So, everyone began to look for tools to see if there was anything that could be used to light the fire on the sculpture. Because everyone knew that the most important thing now was to extinguish the fire on the sculpture and see if there were any new discoveries before they could continue.
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