Under these circumstances, tracking was difficult, but he still found a few drops of blood on the leaves and a small tuft of hair rubbed against the trunk.,He leaned back, lying down on the soft couch with half-closed eyes. The middle-aged man waved away the attendants around him before asking in a low voice, "Those nightmares again",He couldn't say for sure. He just remembered lingering around the entrance of the restaurant for two or three circles that day, and in the end, he kindly went to help out the small stall at the corner. After all, on a cold winter day, it wasn't easy doing business exposed to the wind and frost.。