"Woof?"
Xiaohei scratched his head, looking at Xiang Beifei with confusion and waved his Small Water Gun. He was ready to throw the bubbles over, but the sudden change in the tree people caught Xiaohei by surprise.
The bullets were loaded, but were they not going to shoot after all?
"I wonder if it's the water guns in our hands that scared them off."
Xiang Beifei examined his Breath Soil Gun. The tree people's reluctance to approach the mountain they had just been near was very likely due to the eerie creek water on it. They had brought along many waters from the creek earlier, thinking it might also restrain the tree people.
Was it the scent of the creek water that shook them, or was it the piece of black wood at the top of the mountain?
"Or could it be something from the Dou Constellation?"
Xiang Beifei stared at the calling tree people.