Lu Yang turned his head and saw a horse-drawn carriage approaching him. There was no driver on the carriage, and the old horse seemed to know the way, needing no one to guide it.,Meng Jingzhou didn't think much of it: "Maybe I have a magical treasure on me that can keep me dry. That's pretty common in the mortal world.",To choose to ignore it would mean watching five people be run over with your own eyes. Logically, it might make sense, but it would weigh heavily on my conscience.。