"And then?"
Yu Xuzi raised his arm and gently waved, causing a stream to burst forth in the middle of the river, flowing along the village path all the way to the end of the village.
Li Zhiyuan pursed his lips; he indeed hadn't been able to detect the existence of this stream beforehand because it wasn't situated in reality.
It was more like a guideline drawn with special paint, which would only reveal itself when illuminated by a lamp; on normal days, there were no traces to follow.
Following this line, Li Zhiyuan began to inspect the ground nearby. The village path was a dirt road, quite soft. Along this line, Li Zhiyuan quickly found several fish-tail patterns.
It must have been fish that followed this "stream," or, in fact, followed the guidance of this line, flapping their way along the ground.
It seems that the fish faced by the three families, Xue, Zheng, Zeng, in Min'an Town were dispatched from here in this manner.
