Chapter 612: That’s Why He’s a Daoist Priest
“Flap flap flap...”
A flock of seabirds suddenly took flight from the reeds, their wings flapping heavily through the air, sounding panicked.
Lady Calico stopped in her tracks at once and turned to look. The string of fish slung over her shoulder swung halfway around with her.
The Daoist also halted and turned to look.
But all they saw was a stretch of blue sky, white clouds drifting like silk, and a few feathers fluttering gently down. Nothing else moved or made a sound.
The swallow flew over for a quick circle, but didn’t return with any warning or news.
“...”
Lady Calico craned her neck for a few more glances, then withdrew her gaze and resumed walking with her fish-laden stick.
The horse, now full from grazing, followed behind them.
“Do you want me to help carry the fish?”
“No!”
“We could put them on the horse.”