章節 242: The Deviant Wind and Fine Drizzle of Taichang Temple

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Most parts of Chaotian were enjoying the warm spring, and the winter had finally left White Town.

Guo Dong returned to the old temple as pear blossoms began to form throughout town.

The huge beam-like broadsword was still as soundless as before, and the golden Buddha statue was still as smiley as ever as it looked at the world outside the temple and the distant snowland.

She ambled to the front of the Buddha statue, taking a bite out of fruit that she picked up from the table. Afterwards, she went back to the doorsill and sat down, looking at the snowland that had already seen the lifting of the fog.

"Looking at the same scenery day in and day out; don't you find it boring?" she asked.

"I wish this world would be boring like this all the time; but the actions are one after another recently in many places of Chaotian. This sort of excitement makes me uneasy."