beginning of winter.
In November, it snowed all night in Shengjing City.
Chi Bosen pushed open the door. There was a layer of fallen snow in the yard. The roof and rubble of the temple were covered with snow. There were icicles hanging on the eaves, dripping down into tiny droplets of water. The branches of the pine, cypress and ginkgo trees in the yard were also covered with snow. With a slight shake, a light snow fell in the heavy snow.
Chi Bosen walked to the door of Luna Collins's meditation room and knocked politely, but he did not hear the familiar voice. He could only hear the sound of snow falling gently in the silence.
He lowered his head and followed the footprints in the snow, walking towards the back door of Hanqing Temple.
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