Gu Xiaojun did not have time to reply before another familiar voice exclaimed, full of rage, "Lunar calendar, the fifth day of the sixth month!" First Uncle Wen Tunhai strode over and punched Wen Leyang.
Wen Leyang's heart went cold. Two months have passed.
They were still in the Miao stockade. After the witchcraft dimension vanished, the trio had re-appeared on the same spot.
Little Chi Maojiu's broken arm had healed. He was sound asleep. Under Second Mother's command, the Miao Bujiao carried Chi Maojiu away in a hurry.
Upon exiting the witchcraft dimension, Chang Li did not bother to greet the others. She lifted herself to her feet and turned to leave. Wen Leyang grabbed at her, seemingly to have forgotten his wedding troubles. "Take me with you!" After a pause, he added. "We should wait, until you've completely healed." Chang Li looked at him with half a smile and glanced at his hand through the corner of her eyes. Wen Leyang quickly let go.
