C1779 Was He Going the Wrong Way

The little pink bird hovered between the two holes, as if hesitating.

"Even it can't tell the direction?"

Looking at the little pink bird that had been lingering around the cave, Lin Chen frowned slightly.

The bird stopped in front of the third cave from the left to the right, and then flew back and forth in front of the eighth cave from the left.

It seemed to be in a dilemma..