Beichuan Si and Magong Yongshi didn't pay any attention to the driver who kept looking back at them; they chatted along the way.
It's worth mentioning that after the fact, Shen Gu Mirai woke up holding her head.
It seemed that because she was forcibly knocked out, Shen Gu Mirai didn't dream of anything.
Her consciousness was completely empty.
"But even so, I got some pretty important information."
Shen Gu Mirai extended a finger and said seriously: "Mouchi Yingzhong, this person might be the Mouchi Witch, or perhaps someone with significant ties to the Mouchi Witch."
They had already gotten off the car and started walking on the mountain road.
The path extending deep into the mountains was uneven; the mud road underfoot was slippery, and some places were covered with slick moss.
Ordinary people, without a hiking stick, would be at risk of falling into the ravine at any time.
"Mouchi Yingzhong...?"
Beichuan Si kept repeating the name, as if trying to commit it to memory.
