"No one has been here for decades." The little beggar said as he pushed aside the wormwood taller than a person, and a winding path appeared in front of him.

We walked along the path for less than 1 minute, and a crescent-shaped lake like a mirror came into view, set in the middle of two mountains.

The little beggar pointed to the two-story boat by the lake: "You take that boat and drift to the left along this lake. In about two or three days, you will be able to reach Penglai Island."

I turned my head mechanically, and followed the little beggar's hand to see the towering mountain standing there, unmoving for thousands of years!This is obviously a dead end, how could it be possible to drift past?Liar, the little beggar must be a liar!

Sima Qing leaped up, pinched the little beggar by the collar, and lifted him in front of him, the expression on his face was as gloomy as before the storm: "Are you looking for death?" [

"Really, listen to what I have to say!" The little beggar hurriedly pushed Sima Qing's hand away, led us to the side, and pointed to a water plant with sharp corners in the lake: "You Follow the direction of these aquatic plants to the end, you will see a fist-sized stone on the cliff, turn it vigorously, and then walk along the current, if you are lucky, you may come across Penglai Island."

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