"Huh? Where are our spirit grasses?" Just then, a panicked voice came from not far away.
Huang Yi turned his head to look, and at that moment, the old man was staring blankly at the empty medicinal garden beside the thatched cottage, looking astonished.
The little medicinal garden had been turned upside down; all the spirit grasses had already been dug up by the little girl to feed to the Little Dragon, and she had been quite clever about it, having staged the scene beforehand.
Right then, the little girl was still holding the Little Dragon, and without a blush or a skip of her heartbeat, she said, "Master, just now that double-horned pig came to steal the spirit grass again. When we discovered it, it was already too late. Luckily, big brother came with this little one, and chased away that stupid pig, otherwise Cang Cang and I would have been killed by that double-horned pig."