C120 Gu ning's whereabouts

When night fell, Yuning and I packed up and set off. Yuning's graveyard was at the back of the mountain, which was quite far away from the rest. We brought some water and a dagger with us as we headed towards the back of the mountain.

It was already November, and the weather was especially cold at night. The cold wind whistled, and Yuning and I could not help but increase our pace