For the sake of having been here several times.

Fang Qiu was familiar with the situation, and after entering the forest area, he directly chose a direction, and quickly arrived outside the small wooden house that Qing Shi and his master had son.

Far out.

Fang Qiu then smelled a strong fragrance.

Look closely.

Aoshi was stewing chicken soup in front of the cabin door, in a fire pit dug in the ground.

It looks like it would be the same chickens they raise ...