"Guoguo has yet to return?" Song Shuhang asked after entering the room. There were no traces of the small monk.
Yu Jiaojiao replied, "He should still be chanting his morning buddhist scriptures. Being a buddhist is slightly troublesome, but their willpower will turn out to be very strong in the future."
"So that's how it was." Song Shuhang nodded.
Afterward, he wore the golden chain once more and said, "Jiaojiao, I've discovered the secret of this chain. Now, I'll try to sink into the illusion on my own. Can you give me a hand if something unexpected happens?"
Yu Jiaojiao replied, "Sure, leave it to me."
Song Shuhang raised the golden chain to his eye level, and when the sunlight shooting through the window shone on it, something about the chain changed again.
The thirty-three animal pictures on the chain started emitting a gentle radiance, and the lines the animals were made of started to sway from side to side like waves.