บท 66: Pitiful Little Wretch

After catching the black furball, Yun Qin asked Hu Luo thoughtfully, "Do you know the furry little ghosts that live in this forest?"

"Furry? I've seen them before. Everyone calls them 'pitiful little wretches."

"Everyone? Little wretches?"

There was too much information in Hu Luo's words. Yun Qin did not know which one to ask first.

"Yes, the trees next to me are also tree spirits. Many of them are older than me."

Yun Qin looked to the side. The trees not far away did not make a sound. As if there was a wind blowing, their leaves were rustling. Perhaps they were greeting her.

"They don't know how to speak, but they know a lot of things," the tree spirit explained. Then it said, "Are you friends with this little wretch? It's actually willing to follow you."

Yun Qin stroked the little black furball. At this moment, it was a little depressed and lowered its head.

"Yeah? What's wrong?"