The night was gloomy, and the moon was half hidden in the clouds and mist, revealing only a vague outline.

The monkey garden was dark and silent, and there were several street lamps hanging like mosquito lamps, with a lighting range of no more than two meters. Instead of bringing light, it added a bit of eerieness.

Zhang Yuanqing, who heard the monkey speak, couldn't move anymore.

Palace Master Zhisha and Princess Yinyao in front also stopped, looked at Zhang Yuanqing, and then at the monkey.

At this time, the rockery

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