Qin Family
"Doctor Li, Qin Jiaxuan's house is just ahead. Turn right at the end, walk another fifty meters, and there's an alley slanting inward. Walk two houses in, and that's theirs. There's a pond there with a huge shed over it, so it's easy to recognize. Watch your step—there's goose droppings on the ground. With so many geese, the sanitation conditions are bound to be a little worse, but our village still pays close attention to hygiene."
The Village Chief of Liannan Village chattered on as he led Li Bai ahead.
He held a flashlight, specifically using it to illuminate the road beneath Li Bai's feet.
"It's fine. I can see clearly."
Even in total darkness, Li Bai's Glazed Heart could project everything within three feet around him without the slightest error. Let alone goose droppings—even a grain of sand couldn't escape his spiritual perception.
The dirt road beneath their feet gradually turned into a gravel path. Perhaps nourished by years of accumulated goose droppings, all kinds of weeds grew wildly: dandelions, purslane, foxtail grass, plantain, and crabgrass were tangled together in a rampant mess.
Although flocks of geese passed by every day, they never touched the weeds growing right beside the road. Perhaps it was because "rabbits don't eat the grass beside their burrows." Or perhaps they were too busy "marching" to spare time for snacking. They might also have preferred fresher aquatic plants or tastier feed and looked down on these wild-growing plants.
The roadside, especially in places that were rarely stepped on, was completely covered. If snakes, frogs, mice, or anything else were hiding in there, they would be impossible to spot.
"Don't mention it. I know the village roads like the back of my hand. I could find my way with my eyes closed. Look,