"Chapter 824
Anyway, every month, some ignorant people would be sent here for punishment to sweep. She had long since gotten used to it.
Before her eyes laid a broad road made of bluestone bricks, around six meters wide, it meandered and extended infinitely into the distance with no end in sight.
On both sides were simulated towering cliffs, with plentiful dangerous bends carved out of the cliffs, leaving many irregular gaps; probably, these were the results of past people conducting their grading tasks.
She picked up the broom and moved forward slowly.
The place wasn't very dirty; she would only sweep if she saw obvious filth.
Back then in the temple, sweeping the ground was a compulsory task after waking up. Thus, for her, it was not so much a punishment, but rather an opportunity to calm her mind.
The farther she went, the smaller the sky overhead became.
As the evening darkened, street lamps lit up one by one.
The surroundings were quiet, without a soul in sight.
