Chapter 55 Strange Wolf (1)_1
The cold wind whistled, all things withered, the road up the mountain was not difficult to walk, and during the deep winter season, there was no need to worry about snakes, insects, mice, or ants scurrying out to scare people.
Mo Yan gazed upon the swathes of withered yellow. Apart from the easily-identifiable pine and cypress trees that remained lush and green, the other trees were leafless, leaving only bare trunks and branches, which made it impossible to determine whether they were fruit trees or not.
It seemed that if she wanted to transplant fruit trees from the mountain to the Space, she would have to wait until next spring.
After wandering around for the better part of the day to no avail, Mo Yan was not in a hurry to descend the mountain. Taking advantage of the easy path, she decided to scout ahead to make future ascents easier.