He waited for a while more, nearly falling asleep, when he heard a pop, and Murong emerged, having pulled up his pants.
At this moment, his legs finally started moving!
Duan Yun couldn't help but marvel at Murong's extraordinary talent; taking a piss longer than a person's bowel movement.
On the road afterward, Murong drank water whenever he encountered a river, like a cattle drinking.
No choice, he urinated so much, he needed to replenish.
Afterwards, the two seemed to be walking in a painting.
Blue rivers, yellow and white grass, with only those two elements, yet breathtakingly beautiful.
Duan Yun and Murong both felt an urge to sit cross-legged and start meditating, practicing immortality.
It's clear King Chu knew how to pick a place.
As Duan Yun walked, he would step on his right foot with his left to fly up and confirm the exact location.
Standing high, the river character doesn't look far, but actually walking it, feels like running yourself to death.
