The banks of this river were extremely low, and trees grew in the river itself.
This river was, when all was said and done, seemingly no more than a depression in the terrain. Such depressions were everywhere in this forest.
Only when it rained would this river appear before the eyes of the world.
The two men added, "Besides, we've only heard it in rumors..."
"When rain reveals mountains and rivers where clouds entwine, where waters turn and mist clears, Eternal Life appears!"
"To find this Great Tomb, we can only get a chance to see this river when it rains."
The two men looked utterly helpless as well. They disliked this rain and these rivers too...
With that, they all fell silent, looking thoroughly conflicted.
After a long silence, a figure in red suddenly swept her gaze over everyone. "So? We've found this river from 'water reveals mountains and rivers where clouds entwine,' but where is 'waters turn and mist clears'?"
The two men made calculations on their fingers, then raised their heads and pointed downstream, seemingly not entirely certain. "Maybe..."
"...over there!"
The most burly man among them listened to their conversation, leaned lazily against an ancient tree, yawned, and closed his eyes.
"Maybe?" The red-clad woman looked indignant, her eyes flickering as she looked at the two men.
Her gaze was filled with disbelief.
Little Girl, standing to one side, shook her head too. "Fourth Senior Brother and Fifth Senior Brother are unreliable even when they say 'definitely.' Now that they're saying 'maybe,' they must be wrong."
"I think we should go upstream..."
The red-clad woman nodded in agreement. "Let's vote by a show of hands!"
"Raise your hands if you think we should go downstream!"
The two women's remarks made the two men sharing an umbrella