A strange group set out on their journey like this, Fang Xing flew at the front, looking troubled, with both hands behind his back, holding a rope of golden straw in his hands. Behind the rope, the mustache of the giant fish was tied, and on the fish's back, the cousin sat sideways, tied up like a bundle, while the handsome Divine Show Little Monk held a freshly carved stick, grinning mischievously at the cousin. Whenever she glared or tried to curse, he'd wag the stick and smack the fish on the head...
One person, three others, plus a strange fish, each with different feelings.
The happiest was Divine Show, who had never played anything so fresh since he could remember!
The angriest was cousin, who already slaughtered that elusive cousin and this Little Monk in her mind a hundred times!
The most aggrieved was the giant fish, already damn compliant, but how many thumps has it endured along the way?
The most confused was Fang Xing!
