The swaying leaves began to fall, as if blaming her for being late.
"Jun Poria Cocos Park, Jun Poria Cocos Park!"
She shouted out his name with all her might, but there was no one by the quiet river who could answer her. She gathered her courage and searched the pile of corpses for Jun Poria Cocos, her hands trembling in fear that one of them might be him, but she couldn't find the bodies of both Zhu Jiu and Jun Poria.
However …
Her hope quickly turned into despair. She saw a bamboo flute in a bloodstain. She recognized this bamboo flute. This was the signal flute used by the people of Phoenix Camp to communicate with others. If that wasn't the case, how could the flute have fallen?
A dovecote, is it a dovecote?
Wiping her tears, she stormed off to find the dovecote, but the shopkeeper said that the dovecote had not returned and that no one had seen him.
"Sister Su, what happened? Why do you feel like you're crazy? Don't scare me! "