Brother Shen carried food and drinks on his back, and eating and drinking could help him lighten the burden a little.
Yan Bao hadn't seen such a beautiful sunrise for a long time. He ate fried dough sticks, pancakes, steamed buns, drank soy milk, and watched the sun rise little by little, like a sunflower.
Looking back at the mountain road they had walked, they realized they had gone a bit far.
Looking back at the road ahead, Yan Bao felt dizzy.
Sure enough, the copy talisman is not easy to get!
The red house in front looks not far away, but it will take about an hour to climb up!
Yan Bao was full and satisfied, so he clenched his fist and said, "Yan Bao, go!"
As the climbing time prolonged, the climbers became more and more exhausted. This was the case with Yan Bao. After daybreak, he climbed for another hour. Not only were his calves as soft as noodles, but his whole body looked like he had been fished out of the water.
The exhausted Second Brother Shen tried to carry her on his back several times, but was rejected every time.
[We've finally climbed this far, so we can't give up halfway. We're almost at the top, and the red house is right up ahead. Come on, Yanbao!]
The Thirteenth Prince and his men were also very tired, but they were still persevering.
When they climbed to the red house in one go, Yan Bao was still wondering where the ticket office was when he saw the words "Nantianmen" written on it, and his head started buzzing.
It seems, seems, maybe, that this location is the ticket office later?
In other words, she only came to the ticket office when her life was almost gone?
Yan Bao's eyes went dark, and he nearly fainted: [I don't need the copy talisman or anything like that. Actually, it doesn't matter if I don't have space, as long as I'm alive!]
Yan Bao leaned against a tender little body, and the Thirteenth Prince's concerned and anxious voice was in his ears: "Yan Bao, are you okay? Yan Bao, don't scare me, Imperial Physician..."
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