Liu Wang took one look and nodded repeatedly: "This will work!"

"I also need a knife, for self-defense and also for cutting tree branches."

Shen Qingyu took a wood-chopping knife out of her basket: "Will this work?"

Liu Wang: "...It works."

"There's also some dry rations..." Before Liu Wang could finish speaking, Shen Qingyu took out several bags of food from her backpack: "Here's braised meat, dried meat, and glutinous rice..."

"We also need raincoats to protect ourselves from heavy rain..."

Shen Qingyu paused, then took out a bundle of oilcloth from her basket...

Finally, Liu Wang nodded in awe: "Then let's set off now."

Qi Yunxiao witnessed the whole process, and his eyes narrowed slightly: There's something strange about the basket on my wife's back!

He believed that the basket could hold all the things.

But it's not normal that she can immediately pull something out of her basket whenever Liu Wang asks her a question.

Even if she could fit all these things inside, it shouldn't be this easy for her.

Did she already know what Liu Wang was going to use, and even know what Liu Wang would say first and what he would say later?

This is not normal.

Unaware that she was already under suspicion, Shen Qingyu stuffed the items back into her basket (space storage) and strode after the hunter Liu Wang.

Erbao, don't be afraid, Mommy's here! Daddy's here too!

Erbao and the Mad Taoist, who had been expecting to be bound hand and foot, were now enjoying a good meal and drinks while riding in a carriage.

There was a stone ahead, and the carriage wheel lurched as it went over it. The coachman, who was actually a death squad member, quickly turned around to ask with concern, "Old sage, did you bump your head?"

The mad Taoist priest, with a sanctimonious expression, said, "It's alright, just be careful..."