It was sunny on campus, and Aning held my arm and said the weather was really nice. Wu Xie came quickly from a distance, with a solemn expression on his face, he pulled me to the shade of a tree, unfolded the yellowed drawings and lowered his voice: Qixing Lu Palace. I saw his fingertips touching those strange lines, the lines were simple and sinister. He looked up at me: We are short of manpower this time, come with me. I looked back at Aning, she was standing in the sunshine looking over here. I turned back to look at Wu Xie: When are you leaving? He received the drawings: tomorrow. I patted his shoulder: OK, I'll go tell Aning. He was startled for a moment: Are you really going? I smiled: When did you see me letting you go to a place like this alone?
