There aren't many mountains here, so at this time it should be sunny, but now the sky has darkened.
Gu Qiaoqiao was lying on a recliner, lost in thought for a while, then she noticed the weather growing increasingly gloomy, and the distant wind brought a damp scent. The sky to the west, originally with light clouds, was becoming heavier, and the wind was getting stronger. Gu Qiaoqiao quickly stood up from the recliner and called to Xiao Bai and the Sika Deer, "Get up quickly, it looks like a storm is coming."
The weather in this season changes rapidly; one moment it's clear skies, the next it's overcast, so without hesitation, Gu Qiaoqiao hurried toward the gate of the Ancient Castle with Xiao Bai and the Sika Deer.
