"Deer Lady, do you think this stupid human will die?"

"It shouldn't be... right? We have all picked the cold grass."

"It's hard to say. I heard that wind-chill is a very serious disease!"

"What a fool, not reassuring at all..."

"Get well soon."

"Get well, get well!"

In Jiang Nao's eyes now, a bunch of monsters were surrounding him, shouting non-stop. The tall monk was sitting alone in front of the stone steps, quietly reading the scriptures in his hands, with a smile on his lips.

The sun is just right.

She looked back frequently.

After leaving the temple, there were many tourists outside, especially in front of the marriage tree.

Jiang Nao seemed to be in a good mood.

"Mom, look! That big brother just 'flyed' to the top of the tree to hang a wooden sign!" A child pointed at her and said.
Chapter completed!