"Look, that's it over there!" Chu Jin pointed to a small cabin not far away, leading Mo Zhixuan by the hand.
If Mo Zhixuan hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe that people could live in such a primitive forest.
The mountain hid many fierce beasts, and if it were two ordinary elders, they would hardly survive three days here.
It wasn't hard to guess that these elders were no ordinary people.
Seeing the wisps of smoke rising from the roof, Chu Jin breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed Uncle Wu and Auntie Lin were probably quite alright.
"Let's go." Mo Zhixuan took Chu Jin and walked towards the cabin.
The cabin was exactly the same as when she had left, nearly unchanged, with three little rabbits in front of the door nibbling on carrots. Seeing Chu Jin approach, they all put down their carrots and rushed over.