C75 Dense Field

The next morning, Bai Xiaoxiao and Tu Qingwei left, and my grandma and I took Qi into the mountains.

It was barely light, and the mountain was thick with fog. Dew dripped from the bark leaves in the gloom, as if it were black. It was humid all around. As the wind blew, the entire forest was filled with the sound of dripping water. The cold struck everyone and their bodies trembled uncontrollably