Si Jiuyue quickly locked in the direction. Si Beixing and Si Beishu had already memorized the location in their minds, but Si Jiuyue still didn't feel at ease. As the saying goes, the faintest ink is better than the best memory, so she took out a handkerchief and sketched it out.
It was now a quarter past nine in the morning; by the time they reached the bandits, it would likely be dark.
The mountainside was covered in fallen trees and deep snow, which made the journey difficult for the three siblings. Much of the hail had mixed with the snow, turning into hard, icy patches.
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