"Now that you mention it, it does make some sense." Mu Shaoling took another look at the grass, "We'll take a few samples back to try."
In a corner of Dai Mountain, there were also two people walking there.
Upon closer inspection, it was Poison Old Monster and Yangyang. One old and one young, their clothes were already tattered, and Yangyang's hair had come undone, looking just like a little beggar now.
"Old man, I've been terribly duped by you." Yangyang held a stick in his hand, walking through the forest, swinging the stick as he walked, muttering, "We'd be better off walking the official road. If we had taken the official road, we might have already reached Great Zhou by now. We've been wandering in this darn forest for days and still can't get out. I'm about to turn into a wild man."
