Slowly, I came to a small stream that I don't know which horn it was, and the water of the stream was crystal clear, and I rummaged along the bank of the stream.

I touched the surface of the water with my fingers, hoping to startle the frogs.

However, as the minutes ticked by, no clues were found.

The sky is getting dark, and the afterglow of the setting sun is sprinkled on the ground, reflecting a golden yellow.

I......

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