"Ha, you don't need to know that."
Yi Lin feigned mysteriousness.
Although Bai Chuchu was puzzled, she was convinced. Despite her doubts, she dared not speak further and obediently led the two to the top of Green Ox Mountain.
To Yi Lin's surprise,
there was actually a small village at the top of Green Ox Mountain.
To be precise, it should be an erstwhile village.
At the top of Green Ox Mountain,
there were rows of dilapidated straw huts.
Wang Xiaohu didn't overthink it, but he was still startled by the scene before him, instinctively saying, "Ah, there's actually a village here!"
Yi Lin carefully examined each broken straw hut and after a moment of silence, he looked at Bai Chuchu and asked, "Why?"
Note, Yi Lin did not ask what place is this? Nor did he ask who lives here.
But rather… why.
Within a very short time, unlike Wang Xiaohu who only saw the surface, Yi Lin sensed something strange, so he asked "Why."
Bai Chuchu seemed to be intimidated by Yi Lin.
