C582 Falling into the Water

The elderly man clung to Zhou Pu like a lifeline, following him in haste.

They walked about a hundred meters to reach the base of an ancient cinnamon tree, its expansive canopy resembling a vast parasol covering dozens of square meters. The tree was adorned with various wooden plaques and red ropes. Its trunk was so thick that it would take three or four people holding hands to encircle it