When Qhianqhian woke up again, she heard the voice of Jimo Cheng. Looking around, it was just a dark and shabby house, nothing special. For a moment, she thought she was sleepwalking.
She quickly took out the cushion under her butt, surprisingly noticing another book on her legs. When did she take it out? How come she had no recollection?
But that wasn't the main point. Qhianqhian quickly stood up and responded, "Senior Brother."
Upon hearing Qhianqhian's voice, Jimo Cheng also breathed a sigh of relief: "Where are you?"
Qhianqhian looked at the messy pile of stones behind her and the dead wood in front of her, increasingly feeling that she had walked into some haunted little house. She quickly passed through the stone pile, heading towards the place where Jimo Cheng's voice was coming from: "Here, here, here."
Without feeling anything wrong, she walked out of the stone pile. Qhianqhian looked at Jimo Cheng and smiled, pursing her lips.
