Hearing this, Taozhi nodded.

"In the dead of winter, it gets dark early and lights up late. It's estimated that it will take another three hours for the day to light up. Everyone can take a rest."

"Hey, that's it. No matter what, let's eat and drink first. Anyway, I'll feel good first if my stomach is full and my body is warm."

There is also a stove in the inn. After all, it is winter, and ordinary people are already wearing coats and jackets. That is to say, martial arts people with martial arts skills, their ability to withstand the cold is much better than ordinary people.

The lobby of the inn was still brightly lit. Except for the ten male and female thieves from the Six Heroes of Shuangsha Taoshan, only the shopkeeper and the waiters were still awake. Apart from that, there was no one else in the lobby.

In addition, there were four people grilling around the charcoal fire in the wooden shed outside the inn.

At this time, there seemed to be some kind of peaceful sound coming from a distance. Not only the four people in the wooden shed heard it, but everyone in the inn also noticed it.

At first glance, it sounds like the sound of a wooden fish being struck.

The sound came from far to near, a little ethereal, and seemed a little lonely in the snowy sky.

The four people in the wooden shed looked up.

Only seen.

An old monk in gray-brown cassocks clasped his hands and walked slowly towards the inn. Behind the old monk, there were two young monks, wearing gray monk robes and shining bright heads.

The two young monks held wooden fish in their left hands and small wooden hammers in their right hands. The sounds they made were rhythmic, neither urgent nor slow, and the steps of the monks were neither arrogant nor impetuous.

"Monk?"

In the wooden shed, the scarred man's eyes narrowed and his thick eyebrows furrowed.

Although the three monks had not yet approached, the scarred man could already feel a vague aura, a Buddhist aura, coming from the old monk.
Chapter completed!