C101 Nankol(part I)

As I listened to the babyish sobs, I was fascinated, and that deep feeling made me unable to tell whether it was a dream or a reality.

I didn't know if the person in front of me was a dwarf old man or a crying child. I really didn't know what this so-called ghost grass was and why it made me feel this way.

Actually, I really wanted to ask Third Uncle or Yun Xiao, but I just stood there blankly