In the next three days and nights, Zhao Rui could imagine how big bumps he would encounter along the way.
However, he had already promised Murong Chunyu after all. If he had inquired about this matter first, there would still be room for relaxation.
A man's words are hard to follow, not to mention that this matter is so important to Murong Chunyu, how can Zhao Rui refuse?
It was better to choose the day than to catch it. Since this matter was urgent, Zhao Ruidang followed Murong Chunyu to the entrance of Mawang Village, hired a sedan, and went to the Shaolin Temple.
Before leaving, Qin Xingyun, Zheng Yuanshan, and Yao Qingqing said goodbye together.
Zhao Rui and Murong Chunyu had already boarded the sedan. Zhao Rui said to the three of them: "I will definitely come back within a week. Anyway, my sister-in-law still needs to recuperate. After the recuperation is completed, we will leave the Maurya Dynasty completely.
Return to Dashang."
Qin Xingyun and Zheng Yuanshan suddenly clasped their fists, nodded and said, "Brother, take care of yourself along the way!"
Zhao Rui cupped his hands and was about to speak, but the sedan suddenly sped away. He was so frightened that Zhao Rui's expression changed, and he suddenly collapsed at Murong Chunyu's feet with an "ouch".
Everyone was laughing so hard.
Murong Chunyu helped Zhao Rui stand up. After Zhao Rui sat firmly, he saw that Qin Xingyun, Zheng Yuanshan and Yao Qingqing were already very far away from him.
Zhao Rui sat upright and looked at the Yuqing City. He was determined not to know what would happen next. Anyway, the Shaolin Temple has been an important place in the country for hundreds of years.
The Maurya Dynasty was different from Dashang. Almost all the people in the Maurya Dynasty believed in Buddhism and took Buddhism very seriously.
Just like the hired bearers of this sedan, when they learned that their employer wanted to go to the Shaolin Temple, they immediately stood in awe.
With lots of walking and stopping along the way, it took us three days and three nights to reach the Shaolin Temple.
There were a total of 18 Shaolin temples in the Mauryan Dynasty, and this Shaolin temple was just one of them, and its size and population were not necessarily the best among them.
Three days and three nights later, when Murong Chunyu and Zhao Rui arrived at the foot of the mountain, Zhao Rui took out the silver from his arms and handed it to several bearers.
Holding Murong Chunyu's hand, he walked straight up the mountain road.
Due to the difference in the distribution of the land of the Maurya Dynasty, the area around Yuqing City is clearly covered with snow. No matter where you look, it looks like a snow country.
This Shaolin Temple is completely different. Snow has just fallen here, and there are still yellowed leaves and charred ground exposed on the ground.
It happened to be early in the morning at this time, the mountain fog was drifting, and the air was cold.
Zhao Rui and Murong Chunyu tightened their clothes. Murong Chunyu patted his arms and said with a smile: "This is the letter our ancestor asked me to give to this master."
Zhao Rui asked casually: "Since I went to your Tianquan Sect, I have heard you talk about the founder of your Tianquan Sect many times, but you still don't know the surname of your Tianquan Sect's founder?"
Murong Chunyu said seriously: "The name of the founder of our Tianquan Sect is Sun Biqing."
Zhao Rui's eyes suddenly lit up, and he walked side by side with Murong Chunyu all the way up, frowning and saying: "Sun Biqing...Sun Biqing..."
Zhao Rui tasted the name Pin and found that it was elegant and delicate, clearly the name of a woman.