C1189 Beat You Until You Can't Take Care of Yourself

The temple hall glowed yellow in the middle of the night.

The kerosene lamp in the corner was burning silently, and the incense as thick as a finger was still burning silently.

The eleven faces of Guanyin were shining with golden light, just like it was during the day.

Yao Nan stared at the compass to see if the needle was moving. Until now, the compass had not moved at all