C877 Everything Was a Mystery

Yun Buhui did not just stand there idly. He continued to carve all kinds of birds on the stone beams. It could be said that all the places in the hall that had stones had been carved into all kinds of patterns by Yun Buhui. After he was done, Yun Buhui grabbed the little fatty's hand and said, "Let's go."

The little fatty looked at Yun Buhui