"Forget it, don't tell me anymore. I just think it's too surreal. I'm a little unable to accept it. Let me sleep for a while. Maybe I'll dream of my two big babies in my dreams."
Seeing Shen Xiaoxiao's tired appearance, Yan Kuan's heart ached as he spread out the sleeping bag. The golden monkey was once again treated as the gatekeeper and guarded the door. If there was any danger, it would immediately report it to them. Not to mention it would also have the benefit of bringing it along. At the very least, they could rest assured and have a good sleep.
The next day, it rained heavily outside as well. Shen Xiaoxiao was getting more and more frustrated. Walking in the forest on a rainy day was undoubtedly courting death. Moreover, the forest would often be filled with miasma the day after the rain stopped. In other words... From today onwards, they would not be able to walk for at least three days.
