When the two returned to the temple, most of the monks had already gotten up. Some were sweeping the floor at the door, some were fetching water from the well, and some were busy preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

Although they are doing different things, they seem to be in order and not chaotic at all, and their movements are not slow at all. But when all the pictures are added together, it makes people feel that time has slowed down. Watching them for a long time can calm down the restless heart.

But the appearance of Yiwanporridge and the other two broke this beautiful and peaceful scene. It was really embarrassing to say the least...

Their purpose last night was to retrieve the magic weapon. They expected to go there unnoticed and then come back unnoticed, but they never expected to encounter the variable Liang Shaoyuan.

With his appearance, the plan began to deviate from expectations. Although the lie of digging the soil as a commemoration was bullshit, if they went early and came back early, who would know that they didn't dig?

Then I had to deal with this cenotaph, which dragged on until dawn. Just in case, I had to dig up the soil and bring it back. The result was...

They held the shovels filled with soil in the air and paraded them in front of the monks like fools, attracting their attention.

Their eyes looked so strange. Some were surprised, some were astonished, and some were stunned and grinning, looking at them like monkeys. Maybe it was because they had never seen passengers doing this kind of thing before.

Although Yiwanzhou and the other two lived under the spotlight, they still felt a little uneasy when being stared at by this group of people, so they tacitly quickened their pace and rushed straight to the temple behind.

But just as they turned the corner, they heard a familiar voice.