A figure appeared not far from where Fangzheng recited the scriptures.
"The fool is actually reciting scriptures to the field. Does the recital make the seeds cold resistant?" Li Xueying looked at everything in front of her, speechless.
The seen was calming on the mind, truly picturesque.
Here one could see the hegemon of the world—man, a savage and wild carnivore—wolf. There was the adorable and tiny squirrel and the lively monkey. Together, it should have looked like a warzone yet the area was harmonious. With the sun behind them, the scenery no longer looked like that of the mortal world. It truly looked like a thing of art.
Li Xueying took out her cell phone and snapped a picture. She subconsciously wanted to share it on her WeChat Moments but stopped when she was asked to confirm.
