As soon as Xie Qiao finished speaking, a look of surprise flashed across Meng Jifang's face.
However, he quickly calmed down. "That's true, but there's nothing strange about it. Outside of the capital, there are many mountains and forests. It's hard not to pass through them. It's normal to get lost when you're in there."
A few days after the new year, a group of people moved into a shabby City God Temple to seek shelter from the wind and snow.
A person was hungry, cold, and tired. When he saw the statue in the City God Temple, he kowtowed to it sincerely. Not long after, the wind and snow stopped. He picked up his bag and left, he stepped on a round pearl.
The pearl was completely white and was big. It looked quite good. It was hidden in the snow and could not be easily detected. Yet, it was stepped on by him!
In such a desolate place with no lake or sea around it, did the pearl fall from the sky?
