C94 Phagocytosis

In the forest, beside a brook that was gurgling with flowing water.

Sikong Banyu sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. He seemed to have blended into the cool breeze in the forest and floated along with it.

It had been half a month since he left Xining. He was a man who never tarried when doing things, saying that he wanted to leave. The next day