The other side.
"Granny! Don't eat me! Qing Jun isn't tasty! Not tasty at all, the meat is sour!"
In the backpack, the little White Furred Ball was tightly bound by hemp rope, like a beastling awaiting slaughter.
She curled up in the narrow space,
through the gaps in the bamboo, she could only see Wang Po's wrinkled, slightly impatient profile and the rapidly receding dark sky above.
The little girl was terrified!
How did she wake up sleeping here?
Where is Master? Where is Senior Sister?
The warm bed and familiar home were gone, replaced by this bumpy darkness and the unpleasant smell of this bad old woman!
She remembered talking to her senior sister before sleeping, how did everything change when she woke up?
"Shut up! You're so noisy!" Wang Po hunched over, but her aged legs moved swiftly, "Make any more noise, and I'll skin you!"
The incense she used, was the Three-Breath Soul-Softening Incense given specifically by the lord of the Emotion Crossing Sect!
