Bab 113: Chapter 112 Five Pecks of Rice Sect

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Snow blanketed the mountains and rivers in silvery frost.

"Giddyup!"

The hooves trod through the thick snow, with the rider being a man clad in a straw raincoat and wearing a bamboo hat.

Beneath the straw raincoat, his clothes were thin, which seemed unusual in this freezing weather.

"Senior brother! Wait for me!"

A woman's voice, as clear as a silver bell, called from behind.

The two rode side by side.

From the sword cases on their backs, they were clearly people of the Martial Forest.

"No, this snow is getting heavier. We can't go on," Qi Qing stopped and looked up at the sky.

"I'll follow senior brother's lead."

"Let's scout ahead a bit more, and if we can't find a place to stay, we'll head back the way we came."

"All right!"

After traveling for about three miles and preparing to turn back as the sky darkened even further, they surprisingly found a temple ahead.

"There's a temple up ahead. Let's go in and take a look."