Feeling the struggle of the cow beneath him, Jiang Xiao frowned.
"Stop messing around, you two. Without you, I wouldn't even know what to do next. Move again? If you move again, I will bury you."
After some threats, the two cows finally settled down.
Who knows if there are any means of transportation in this small town?
Jiang Xiao did not want to walk all the way to that cathedral with Mu Xitang by foot.
At that moment,
the cow walking in front, Da Zhuang, suddenly let out a panicked "moo."
Immediately after, the three men with beards jumped down from the cows' backs to check the situation.
"Damn, we're screwed, Brother Jiang Xiao, there's no road ahead."
"What? No way, there's really no road?"
Jiang Xiao also jumped down to have a look.
It wasn't exactly correct to say there wasn't a road.
There was a road.
It just broke off.
There was a thirty-meter abyss ahead.
