Meng Chuan and the other three returned to the Small Mountain Village. Su Wanwan had finished washing clothes by the river and gone home.
They asked the villagers where Su Wanwan lived. They could have found out with a single thought, but leaving a little unknown in everyday life always brought surprises.
A kind villager gave them directions and asked what they had come for. Then the villager followed them over.
Meng Chuan laughed to himself. It seemed Su Wanwan was well liked in the village.
They knocked on Su Wanwan's door. After someone answered, they waited for her to open it.
While they waited, Meng Chuan took in their surroundings.
The Small Mountain Village was remote, nestled against the hills beside a river. Life here was fairly simple.
Perhaps the villagers' greatest daily amusement was visiting the Dao Realm in their spare time to see what was new.
Creak.
The door opened. Su Wanwan was pleasantly surprised to see them.
"Big brother! Big sisters! It's you!"
Seeing this, the villager who had followed them relaxed a little. These really were people Wanwan knew.
"Wanwan," Meng Chuan greeted her with a smile. Beside him, Ji Lianxing kept sending them voice transmissions: She looks so alike. Too alike. They're practically identical!
"Did you come to see me?" Su Wanwan glanced at the villager behind them, gave a small nod, and invited them in.
It was plain that Su Wanwan did not live well. Her home was small and sparsely furnished.
Meng Chuan also noticed that she seemed to live there alone.
Five people stood in the courtyard. Four of them looked at Su Wanwan, and not one said a word.
Puzzled, Su Wanwan touched her face. Was there something on it?
"She really looks exactly like her!" Ji Lianxing was still