The group, exhausted from their journey, finally arrived at Witch Mountain. Everyone's tightly wound nerves completely relaxed, and fatigue hit them all at once. Even Treasure Piggy, who usually woke up early, slept in until sun high in the sky.
A variety of bizarre sleeping poses played out, with drool soaking through a pillow.
"Achoo!"
Yu Zichuan sneezed and executed a Qinggong leap down from the rooftop.
Qing Shuang, who was guarding Bao Shu's door, said to him, "Why did you spend the night outside?"
Yu Zichuan replied, "Watching the fun, fell asleep. I'm going to catch up on sleep. Got anything to eat?"
Qing Shuang went inside and brought him four pieces of pastry.
Yu Zichuan always ate pastries in even numbers.
Elsewhere, Meng Qianqian also woke up.
"What time is it?"
She mumbled sleepily.
"Almost midday."
Lu Yuan's calm and alert voice sounded next to her.
Meng Qianqian jolted awake, sitting up in shock. "Did I sleep that long?"
