I took a few deep breaths, resisted the urge to kick her into the river, and turned my face to the Sima Yang brothers: "Now... what should I do?"
Sima Yang stroked his chin and glanced at Hu Xiang, who was no different from a jumping bean. His eyes moved to me and suddenly froze...
Sima Yang, this damn boy, I asked him what to do, why did he look at me?
I didn't dare to look directly at him, so I glanced left and right uneasily. My heart was pounding like a few little rabbits, and my palms were so nervous that they were sweating...[
Sima Yang, is he going to tell me something?
"Let's go to the pawn shop in the town first."
yeah?!
I looked up suddenly.
"Well, I pawned the jade Ruyi, bought a homing pigeon, contacted the palace, and asked them to send me a copy of my backup map." Sima Qing pressed her forehead to calm down the bulging veins, and dragged Hu roughly.
Xiang walked towards the town in silence.
Sima Yang and I looked at each other, jogged for a while, and followed him.
This is a beautiful town, with white-walled and black-tiled houses scattered in a well-proportioned manner, built along the water. Under the dense and green towering trees, there is a winding and quiet stone path extending deep into the town.
A dancing butterfly rested on a small flower on the roadside. The gentle breeze blew slowly, bringing with it bursts of fragrant flower fragrance, which filled the heart and soul.