C465 It Is Difficult to Hold Holy will

The donkey cart turned in a circle and headed down the hill in the direction of the reservoir.

Zhao Xiaokou's big cart of firewood was already more or less scattered, leaving behind only the small hat. Although Zhao Xiaokou had untied the rope, there was no way to know why the rope was wrapped around it. It landed on the ground, wrapped around the donkey's thigh