in the evening, the sunset is falling in the West

a light rain stopped for two hours. Towards the west mountain, a colorful neon leaped over the mountain, and the beautiful sunlight was emitted from the mountains

"Hey, Lao Lin, tomorrow I can enter the flood land. I will wait for you. How long do you need to defend the city?" At the gate of the West City, he was still the two monks guarding the city, talking to each other bored.

friar Lin was originally a loose friar, but recently joined the organization of xianmeng and was entrusted with the post of city guarding. For one month in a...