On the wonderful wind Mountain.
The ugly and muscular Taoist priest and the short Taoist priest slowly opened their eyes. They leaned against a thick tree trunk and looked at the rustling leaves and the fine blue sky above them.
He felt a little dizzy.
"Senior brother, what's going on?"
"It seems like we've been ambushed?"
After a long while, the two of them finally recalled what had just happened.
Last night, when he returned to the government office, he was scolded by senior brother Zhang. Then, this morning, he was driven out to search the mountain.
He didn't know how long it would take for the search to end on this huge wonderful wind Mountain.
When little uncle-master came and let him scan the mountain with his divine sense, he estimated that he would be able to scan the entire mountain in two days.
