The tip of my nose pressed against the weirdo's cheek and almost forgot to breathe.

The gentle touch of my lips actually made me a little addicted... Damn it, now it's a critical moment of life and death! What are you thinking about!

After several times, I felt that my mind was a little lacking in oxygen and I couldn't breathe no matter how hard I breathed. In this distance, I felt that he was already breathing.

Have you finally come back to life? I felt his lips pursed, and I was so scared that I quickly sat upright and looked at him with a serious look.

You weren't pretending just now...

The shyness in my heart almost overshadowed his joy of returning to the world. I felt that I could not look directly at this person's gaze... I had to turn my head and say weakly:

"Oh, I'm waking up..."

"The chest hurts so much, what did you do?"

He rubbed his purple chest that had been pressed by my fierce divine power, and coughed to support his upper body. He wiped the water droplets left on his forehead, first smiled at me, then suddenly trembled all over. He glanced into the darkness around him and asked in a daze: "Where is the dragon?"

"I flew away long ago, you almost drowned, and I still have the heart to care about him!" The weirdo was wearing only big shorts, and I felt like I blushing at this moment, and I hurriedly threw all his clothes over.

"Flying away? But I haven't said a word to it yet..." The weirdo sighed regretfully, not knowing how difficult it was for me to pick up his life.

He took the water in his ears, stood up and said, "Low, listen to me, under this small island, it is not just a pool. The dragon is a doorkeeper. After it gets up and starts to swim, a black stone door will be exposed at the bottom where you fall, and it looks like the same material as the dagger you gave me."

I heard this and felt that the knife I gave him was brought back from the North Pole. Its material is obsidian. Is it another obsidian door hidden under the water?

The weird man nodded at my expression: "You are right, it's the kind of black stone gate that must be entered in the North Pole with my or Brother Mouse's blood, and there are some strange symbols engraved on it."

I was very impressed by the scene that had been around for a long time. At that time, the witch led the skeleton army and forced Master Dong and the monster to the end of the giant snake stairs. Master Dong also gave the desperate team a shot at that place.

The weirdo originally wanted to sacrifice himself after pushing Master Dong into the door, but he accidentally applied his blood to the symbol of the door panel, and was rescued by chance!

The door can only be opened by the Eastern Prince. Although the monster has never been a king, he has drunk Qilin milk and his body also contains something in Qilin blood.

"That is, if the Obsidian Gate at the bottom of the water is the same as the North Pole, then wouldn't you be able to open it the same?" I suddenly thought of this.

"I didn't have time to try, the grass under the water was as lush as the grass on the island. It was difficult for me to tell whether the dragon was heading against the island or was simply a reflection of the fireflies in the sky. Later, the sound of summoning me appeared in my mind again. I felt that it discovered me, and then began to swim around."

The strange man pushed all the wet bangs behind his head, revealing his star-like eyes in the faint light: "I'm almost thrown away! The whirlpool at the bottom of the water pushed apart the water grass, and I saw a plane that was not growing grass. As soon as I dived in front of me, the air in my lungs disappeared. I wanted to float up and take a breath, but then I hit the ice board again!"

I can fully understand the situation at that time. Even when I stood on the island, I could see that the movement below was as if the washing machine was dehydrated. It was a miracle that the weirdo was not thrown to death...

"I don't know why the dragon appeared here, passed by? Or did it live here?"

I thought about it and replied: "It is not necessarily for Dayu to keep a house guard!"

The weirdo was still coughing while breathing, and he needed to rest quietly for a while, so I told the story of "King Yu Locking the Dragon" in this space:

When Dayu was still controlling the flood, he encountered a dragon blocking the road. The dragon was so rumbling in the water that it often caused the surrounding villages to be flooded. Dayu could not persuade it, but did not kill it. He cut off kudzu vines from the mountain as a rope, put one on the dragon's claws, and tied the other to his boat, and began to flow against the waves, leading the dragon to a faraway place.

The vine soaked in the water and became tighter and tighter. The dragon's struggle could not have the effect of resistance. In this way, it was led away from its hometown by Dayu, and then locked in a deep well to settle down.

"The well? There is no well here, but... this pool is round and so deep, and it cannot be kept alive thousands of years ago. Such a terrain is called a 'well'." The weird man was fascinated by the fact that he always believed in the stories I told, "I just saw that it was locked and unable to move under the water... By the way, the kudzu vine will rot for a long time! If this dragon is the one locked by Dayu, why would it not leave quickly without being bound?"

"In order to repay Dayu's grace for not killing? Or, after so long, it has become accustomed to this quiet place..." I also guessed randomly, "I don't know when it will come home. Do we have to open the obsidian door before it blocks the bottom of the water... Go in? Ah--"

A big sneeze formed layers of echoes in the cliff. The water droplets on both of us could not evaporate at such temperatures, and gradually there were signs of condensed into ice.

When the weird guy touched it, the heat caused by the ghost road had been released, and I began to tremble again. He glanced at the bonfire that was in a slight recession, pulled me up and said, "Anyway, the clothes are no longer dry. When it is late at night, it will be colder here. The way out is under the water. No matter what, we have to jump back into the water. Why not take advantage of the fact that we still have some body temperature and strength and act now!"

Although I was reluctant to submerge my cold body in the water again, this action will happen sooner or later. Instead of sneezing and staying on the island to wait for this cold and wet night to pass, it is better to open the mysterious obsidian door in one go, and die happily!

The monster pulled out his obsidian dagger and bit it in his mouth. If this door was exactly the same as the North Pole, then his blood was the key. As long as his blood touched the door panel again, the door would not stop us. Therefore, what he needed to do now was to dive to the bottom of the pond water again and cut a blood vessel for an experiment.

He quickly took a deep breath and jumped down from me. A cool breeze passed by the cliffs, and my face felt a little painful because of my coldness. When I touched the pool of water, I even felt that it was not as warm as the inside of the water!

I also stretched my body, bit the flashlight and jumped into the water. Since I decided to move forward side by side with him, I couldn't let the weirdo face everything by himself!

Every drop of water in the pool was almost pierced through my body like an awl, and the beam of the flashlight illuminated a large blurred black shadow.

This pool may have really been a well. Its depth is nearly ten meters, and the bottom is covered with soft aquatic plants about the same height as me. They are pushed by the waves and cast black shadows under the light of the flashlight.

My swimming skills are very limited. When I finally dived to the bottom and met the monster, I couldn't bear it and wanted to breathe. The monster cut off a piece of grass under the water with a dagger, and I saw a large piece of stone tablets bulging up there.

Looking at the light, there was indeed a hazy and familiar pattern on it: the triangle is perfect!

At this time, both of us were exhausted, so we had to temporarily float up and take a breath.

"That's what you mentioned about the obsidian stone door? Why do I look like a big stone protruding from the bottom of the water?" I took a few breaths and quickly communicated with the weirdo, "Don't you think it looks a bit like a part of the mountain rock formation?"

"It's a bit like it, but the side carved with the drawing is made of obsidian, and it is engraved with symbols composed of circles and triangles that are indistinguishable from the North Pole, and there are strange letters on the mountain rock formation, right?"

I think it’s very strange. There is a door on the shape of a stone tablet. How should that person get in?

We counted one, two, three, and returned to the bottom of the water again. The extremely lush water plants made my cheeks itchy. The strange man curled his legs in a strange position and sat in front of the stone door, raised his arms and put on a dagger.

My heart tightened. All the movements under the water were difficult to achieve the expected state. The red liquid instantly rose from his arms like smoke. We wanted to sprinkle blood on the stone door, but the surging and buoyancy of the water waves floated to the top of our heads with blood!

The weird man hurriedly approached his bleeding arm a little. I obviously felt a change in the direction of the pool of water, as if a suction force appeared from where he was.

This strategy of bleeding directly in the water was very unsuccessful. Although the stone door had a slight change, the monster would faint at the bottom of the water until it was completely opened! I waved the flashlight and signaled him to float up first.

I thought to myself that I had to come back in a while, so I sank the flashlight directly into the water plants to avoid carrying it back and forth. After looking back, I suddenly saw the symbol on the stone door changing. The moment the flashlight was passing by, I was sure that I saw several letters on the monument that made Professor Hu and the big stars very troubled!

But the original circle did not completely disappear, and the current state of the plane of the door panel was like a roller shutter door being opened halfway!

The lump in my heart suddenly unraveled. As soon as I emerged from the water, I quickly said to the monster: "I know how the little prince disappeared at that time. I told you that the mountain rock formation is actually the spire of a tower that extends into the cliff, right?"

He nodded.

"Before we found that place, there was a stone in the area on Xunshan, just like under the water, and there was also an obsidian door hidden. It needed the blood of people like you to open it!"

As the weirdo climbed ashore while listening, he unscrewed an empty bottle, aimed the wound on his arm, and let the blood flow in. It seemed that he was going to jamm the bottle mouth directly on the door panel, so that the pool water could prevent the precious blood from diluting.

"After contaminating the blood, the obsidian door panel retreated, but there was another stone slab with letters engraved to block the hole, making people unable to see the clues. In fact, the door had been opened at this time!" I continued quickly, "The little prince said that he reached out to investigate the letter behind a mountain rock, but inexplicably he was 'eated' by mountain rock, and then he slid from that position and fell into the cave!"

The weird man twisted the bottle cap and turned around and said in confusion: "But there is no Qilin blood in the little prince's body. Mouse and I have never been to that place before... In other words, long before we met Si Jianlan, a person who could open the obsidian gate applied the blood on it. But before he could get in, his people accidentally used the shortcut from the top of the mountain to the cliff?"

I nodded and felt strange: "The little prince has picked up a missed person, but who was the person who originally wanted to take that road? If it weren't for ours, nor Si Jianlan, then... who else would be in this mountain? And this person has been the Eastern Prince?!"

"Also, he is familiar with the terrain of the mountain rock formation and knows the existence of that door!" The strange man scratched his head, heard me sneezing again, shook the bottle in his hand and said, "Don't worry about it for now, open the door first!"
Chapter completed!