It was quite small, roughly only as big as a ping-pong table; she could walk across it in just a few steps.
The soil was black and looked very loose.
There was nothing on the land, and the surroundings were vast and boundless.
She felt as if she were standing on this land, but at the same time, she was acutely aware that she was still sitting under the yellow-skinned fruit tree in the courtyard. This sensation terrified Chiang Xiao.
At that moment, she vaguely smelled a faint scent of medicinal herbs.
Chiang Xiao looked down at the slightly wilted herb in her hand and suddenly remembered: it was right after she picked up this herb that she saw this piece of land.
"Hey, Little, you're amazing! You actually swindled Five Yuan and a basket of eggs from Guiying!" Song Xiyun's voice abruptly brought Chiang Xiao back to her senses.
With a jolt, the land before her eyes vanished, and she was still sitting on the stone bench.
