C174 Candle in the Wind

"What the f * ck is this?" San Mao said as he blankly stared at the cluster of milky-white object that seemed to be floating in the air like a ghost.

"A big balloon …" The monkey swallowed and murmured.

We were in desperate straits, there was nothing at the end of the white tower, it was a great hollow tower, as if it had been built only to hold the white balloon that was now floating above us