Dong Huiying suddenly remembered that when she had returned to the village before, it seemed as though she had heard the sound of a zither?
The music was faint yet profoundly moving, as if it could stir the most poignant feelings from the depths of one's heart.
She held a coarse pottery cup and suddenly asked, "Where's Shu Yu?"
Yixuan paused for a moment, "Big Brother is by the river. The weather has been getting warmer these days, and since Big Brother is usually cooped up at home, it might be stuffy, so he went out to clear his mind."
Before Dong Huiying could say anything, Shujun's face had already darkened.
"The riverside is damp, and I see the village soil is also somewhat moist. It must have rained a few days ago. With his frail body, he actually went to the riverbank? No, I must go find him!"
Having said that, Shujun hurriedly rushed toward the riverbank.
In Baiyang Forest, a man with a figure as slender as jade bamboo stood out exquisitely.
