Under the gentle light of the moonlight on the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, with a slight cold wind, Xu Huaigu slowly fell asleep on the seat while tapping the beat he learned somewhere with his toes. It wasn't until the bell in the temple, which seemed to ring on time, gave a sign of the beginning of each day's life, that he was awakened.

It was a good night's sleep, and there was a sense of being separated between reality and dreams, but it was very relaxing.

Taking a breath of slightly cold air, Xu Huaigu glanced at the crumbling morning sun in the sky and slowly stood up.

He silently put the chair and the wine jug, as well as the ...... that Hui Cheng had given him last night.

Chapter 10 of "Huai Jian Xing": The Golden Buddha of the Small Temple is hitting with his hand, please wait a while,

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