On the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, the sky was overcast, and a fine, drizzling rain—the first of the new year—began to fall. The lingering snow on the snow ridges had not yet melted, and the fresh rain added to the biting chill of early spring.
Early in the morning, Fang Yi stepped out of his meditation room, full of energy, and headed straight for the Xiāngjī Kitchen to fetch water from Bibo Spring as usual. However, the plump monk Juewen intercepted him.
With a warm smile, Juewen said to Fang Yi, "You don't need to work today."
Chapter 119