"Wuwuwu, strange strange!"
Hands, furry claws, and webbed toes all grabbed the railing together.
Wen Shiyun, the River Otter, and the group of monkeys ran to the edge, stuck out their heads, and widened their eyes.
The auspicious clouds surged mightily, covering the surface of the Yellow Sand River, like a celestial ocean descending to earth, undulating and surging. The waves crashing beneath the treasure ship made everyone feel a gentle sway under their feet, their calves sinking slightly. The height of the riverbank in front quickly lowered from looking up to looking level, and then looking down, at trees, houses, the yellowish-brown earth...
On both sides, the scenery continuously shrank, the wide river surface of a hundred miles narrowing and stretching, connecting to the blue sky.
