And so another week passed as the group waited for the forest to shift them to the Eastern Continent. Everything was about the same, except they had changed from living in a clearing to living in an area where the Great Green Trees began to taper off into a more normal-looking forest, and Huang Shu was no longer around.
Every day, Di Tou would spend eight to nine hours looking at what appeared to be an empty scroll while shaking his head and then spend another three hours complaining about the "stupid rat that took my house." The other thing to note was that over this week, BeiDou hadn't woken up again, and it had been Wu Kong in control the whole time. When Di Tou had asked, Wu Kong had simply shook his head and sat in meditative silence, and sensing there was something going on, Di Tou hadn't bothered to inquire any further.
