Meanwhile Lone Wolf did not have hands, and his paws were not the most adequate tool for the task at hand. People found it disgusting if he used his mouth, so this fellow who usually carried a basket was no longer required. Since he had nothing better to do, he ran around to search for mushrooms before getting Monkey or Red Boy to pluck them. Of course, he could get Squirrel to help when he found smaller ones, and as for bigger ones…
Therefore…
"Master, it's odd. There are many mushrooms that seem like they aren't growing in the ground behind us. Each is prettier than the other," Lone Wolf suddenly popped up and said.
Fangzheng blushed. He couldn't tell him that he was the one who had thrown those away, right? But who was to eat them after they were picked up? He did not wish to waste the power of another meditation bead!
