In the face of Xu Shu's rather rude questioning, Shui Longyin remained unperturbed.
Suppressing the excitement in her heart, she averted her eyes and lowered her voice to answer, "This is not an ordinary relic, but a special, self-moving relic;
"Legend has it that on Penglai Land there are four such relics, which, although merely 'ruins,' possess valuable treasures. There's even a saying that four grass…"
Before she could finish saying the word 'bitterness,' Xu Shu suddenly made a shushing gesture.
He looked ahead seriously, interrupting her, "Hold on a second, it seems we're about to start sliding and shoveling."
"Hmm? Sliding and shoveling? What do you mean sliding and shoveling?"
Even someone as knowledgeable as Shui Longyin couldn't help but feel a little puzzled and looked towards the direction.
The position Xu Shu was looking at was precisely the Mummy Monkey, which had finished its mad monologue and was enveloped in Shanyin.
