Chapter 138: This Cat is Really Stubborn
The night rain fell silently, nourishing all things in the world.
Who could have known?
In Changjing, a stray cat was walking on the roof of a courtyard wall at night. The rain touched its fur, and feeling the chill, it quickly increased its pace and sought a place to shelter from the rain. Even if it couldn’t find food tonight, it was more concerned about finding a place to lie down for the night and wait for the rain to stop.
But after a few steps, it suddenly stopped again, looking up at the sky with some confusion. A shivering wild dog huddled in the wall’s corner noticed the rain outside, and its every breath was filled with spiritual energy and vitality.
Night patrol officers marched in teams on the street, their footsteps and the clinking of their armor echoing through the alleys. Upon feeling the rain, they unconsciously quickened their pace to don their raincoats. However, as they walked, someone couldn’t help but exclaim that the rain felt so comfortable.
The sentinels on the city wall dared not leave their posts. They felt the rain hitting their helmets, trickling down to their eyes, and the raindrops stuck to their faces with the wind. Yet, they still looked up to glance at the sky.
In the Stargazing Tower, with the wind and rain beating against the windows, the middle-aged Daoist lit an oil lamp. He opened the window and gazed intently at the rain of the night, lost in thought for a long time.
Behind the Hexian Pavilion, a woman was making incense and painting. Suddenly, she took a deep breath and looked outside. She knew the Guyu season was a time of vitality, yet she was surprised by the unexpected abundance of the vitality this year in Changjing.
In the Tianhai Temple, countless monks rose in the middle of the night to observe the rain. In the City God Temple, the god statue also opened its eyes.