In July, the peak of summer. The clear blue sky was dominated by a sun resembling a fiery ball. It seemed as if the clouds were melted by the sun, vanishing without a trace.
Ma Chengteng was covered in sweat. If not for Yueyao's strong insistence, he really wouldn't have wished to endure this hardship! One could almost be roasted alive in such weather, "Let's take a break!" The group sought shade under a large tree.
Yueyao was sitting in the carriage, which had ice blocks to make it somewhat cooler. Yueyao had Xi Yu bring out chilled watermelon for Ma Chengteng to eat.
Ma Chengteng himself ate two slices of watermelon, and the rest he shared with his personal attendants. Just then, a breeze blew, the wind from the mountain fresh and cool, as if it could sweep away all the restlessness from one's body.
Once they had enough rest, they resumed their journey. By the time they reached Zhaohua Temple, it was nearing midday, and the temple was not as crowded as usual.
