However, Jiang Ling and his group had prepared tents and did not have to worry about sleeping in the wild.
If the weather is good, they would rather sleep outdoors.
The earth is the bed and the starry sky is the quilt.
However, they were lucky this time.
As it was getting dark, a dilapidated temple appeared in front of us, standing alone in the snow.
However, looking at the smoke floating above the temple, it turned out that it was still a temple with people living in it.
That's quite difficult.
The ground is covered with snow, and it's still quite cold even with a tent.
Everyone's eyes lit up when they were able to live in a clean and warm room.
Driving the carriage at a steady speed.
A quarter of an hour later, they arrived at the temple gate. The vermilion door had peeling paint and was mottled, and the door knocker was rusty.
Liu Bin jumped off the carriage, walked up a few steps, went to the gate and knocked.
After a while, someone inside opened the door.
A thin monk looked at them nervously.
"Amitabha, may I ask what may I do for you, benefactor?"
Liu Bin quickly bowed to the thin monk.
"Young Master, the road to your temple is difficult to travel in the dark. I would like to rest in your temple for one night and leave tomorrow morning."
The thin monk glanced at Liu Bin, then looked at the group of people behind him and nodded.
"This temple is simple and may not be able to provide food to donors and others. Please find the food yourself."
Liu Bin nodded quickly, "Of course, you don't have to worry about the food, little chef, we just need to borrow the kitchen."
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