A Thought About the List of Free and Easy Gods

The morning light dews slightly, and the eastern sky is filled with fish belly white. Baitang stood on the high ground and took one last look at the distant ruins behind him. The cold wind passed over his increasingly strong shoulders, and the white hair on his forehead fluttered gently in the wind. He turned around and was about to continue walking eastward, but suddenly he heard a rush of footsteps behind him. "Wait! Boy, wait!" Bai Tang clenched the star scale alertly and looked back. I saw Lao Chatou limping after him, leaning on a crutch made of thick branches. The old cat was panting, but there was an eager look on his face. "Old Chatou? Why are you following me?" Bai Tang walked forward in surprise, "Didn't you agree to recuperate in the cave?" Lao Chatou waved his hands and took a few deep breaths before he managed to calm down: "I remembered... There is something I must tell you." He took out a shabby cloth bag from his arms and opened it tremblingly. Inside is a palm-sized bronze fragment, the edges have been worn smooth and there are vague lines carved on the surface. "This is..." Baitang asked doubtfully This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.