C932 Strange Beast

His thoughts were in disarray as he looked at the pond in front of him. Mu Xinshu did not know why, but the thoughts in his head, after seven or eight twists and turns, had once again returned to the matter concerning the mysteries of the Bright Moon Market contained in the eighteen jade murals.

Shaking his head, Mu Xinshu turned around and stared at the blue pond that appeared in front of him