Fifteen minutes later.
"How is it?" Bai Wang kicked a small mound at the side.
Among them, there were some who had their hands in the ground as they knelt, some who were holding talismans and chanting with their eyes closed, some who were holding a few stones and strange props on the ground to set up an array, and some who were standing straight at the side with the wind blowing past them.
In short, there were all kinds of strange postures, leaving only Bai Wang, a normal person, to receive the attention of others.
There were already two groups of passers-by who looked at him as if he was an idiot!
If he didn't find some clues, Bai Wang really couldn't stay any longer!
"The result is still the same." The local god stood up, shook his head, and patted the soil in his hands regretfully.
"I can't find it." The talisman in Ji Jing's hand spun a few times, but it had no effect. The moment she gave up, it burned itself out.
