Their Heads Look Like Flowers

About a mile behind Lin Qiao's vehicles, a dark figure flashed across the forest from time to time. It was a huge, long-haired dog, nimbly leaping through the trees and following behind Lin Qiao and her friends. Further away on the mountain, a large, red figure was seen from time to time.

Lin Qiao sat in the car, holding Teng; she could sense the vibes of the two beasts. Strangely, neither of them showed any intent of launching an attack. For that reason, she didn't do anything to them but kept observing them. She had no idea why the two followed her.

"I want to get into the space to see my uncle." Teng spent quite a while crawling on the backseat from side to side. He had no interest in the deserted view outside the window at all.

"He has no time for you. He's busy," Lin Qiao looked at the boy.