Qin Luoluo lived in a daze for over ten years. Then came the drought, and mountain bandits attacked the village...
Qin Luo, a newly admitted college student, experienced the apocalypse. Her p...
Qin Luo understood his difficulties, and seeing that he was unhappy, she still acted as before.
I gave him a handful of milk candy and chocolate.
"A few days are good too. You will eventually grow up and break free from your constraints..."
But these past few days have flown by.
He hadn't had enough fun with Wu Hua yet, nor had he finished talking with Qin Luo about his days in the Marquis's mansion.
He hadn't even learned the chanting that Jingming had taught him! Then he received a letter from his grandmother urging him to return home as soon as possible.
He now even suspects that the letter was written the moment he left.
Qin Luo and the others could do nothing but comfort it.
"Perhaps the old lady is too worried about you and your safety outside, which is why she was urging you a bit..."
Mu Xiuyu understood his grandmother's worries, but he simply wanted to spend a few more days playing with his friends...
Finally, reluctantly, they said goodbye to everyone. As always, Qin Luo prepared plenty of food and medicine for the three of them.
The next morning, as dawn broke, a light drizzle began to fall.
Mu Xiuyu, accompanied by Mu Feng and Mu Xiao, tearfully embarked on the journey back to the capital.
Before leaving, Qin Luo handed the crystal core of the two souls to Mu Feng, asking him to help put it back in Qiugui County!
Mu Feng would readily agree to do anything for his daughter.
Fan Xing and Xia Beinian also received substantial rewards from this trip.
Not only will he later establish an altar at Fuhua Temple to accumulate merit, but he will also receive a great deal of energy from Qin Luo and Wu Hua.
But she was still a little reluctant to leave, and chattered on and on to Qin Luo for a long time.
Then came Mu Feng and Mu Xiuyu, and finally Mu Xiao; the atmosphere grew increasingly sorrowful.
Qin Luo could no longer hold back and shoved the crystal core into Mu Feng's arms.
With tears in her eyes, she said, "Take care!"
Watching their departing figures, she felt a pang of sadness, as if each of them was carrying a shackle.
Mu Xiuyu is clearly a lively and carefree person, yet he is trapped in the capital city he hates for more than ten years, or even decades.
Mu Feng, whose heart is set on his own daughter, is forced to separate from her due to gratitude and duty.
Mu Xiao's mind was filled with the thought of visiting her father on her way back.
But his master's time was limited, and even a glance from him became a luxury.
Needless to say, the two souls will likely remain in Qiugui County for the next several thousand years.
Even Jingming and the others had to bear the weight of Fuhua Temple's rise and fall for their entire lives.
Life is full of disappointments and regrets!
In the golden autumn of October, the area around Chiling Mountain gradually became more popular.
Thanks to Wu Hua's blessing, the moment Jingming returned, the entire mountain began to slowly revive.
Today, Chiling Mountain is full of life, and the number of small animals in the mountain is gradually increasing.
More and more farmers are moving down the mountain, most of them having moved back specifically for this purpose.
Perhaps they couldn't bear to leave their homeland, or perhaps they had heard about the deeds of Fuhua Temple!
Qin Luo couldn't help but admire the temple as it neared completion.
"As expected of the craftsmen from the capital, I thought it would take about six months to complete the project, but they came and finished it in no time, and it's almost ready to open for business!"
Wu Hua pointed to the place where the tower was built
"They've been so focused on building the temple that they haven't touched the pagoda at all!"
Qin Luo looked at it, its face showing the innocent look of a child.
"They were all sent by the Fu family. They must have been instructed before they left to build the temple first, so they could start collecting incense offerings and make a living for Jingming and the others! Besides, it will probably take several years or even more than ten years to build a complete glazed pagoda. We can't rush it..."
Wu Hua stared at her in shock.
"That long? What do we do then? Are we just going to wait?"
Qin Luo shook her head firmly this time.
"I can't wait any longer. I'll say a proper goodbye to Titi tonight, and move it out as soon as the sun rises tomorrow!"
Wu Hua was still a little unaccustomed to such a sudden decisiveness. She kept saying she wanted to leave, but in her heart she was hesitant and wavering.
"How about we stay a few more days?"
Qin Luo decisively refused: "I can't play around anymore. If I'm too comfortable for too long, I'll lose the motivation to travel far..."
"Oh well!"
After Wu Hua finished speaking, she returned to her spatial dimension, while Qin Luo went to find Jingming and told him about the tree transplanting to be done the next day.
Upon hearing this, Jingming knew she was leaving, and neither stopped her nor tried to dissuade her.
He simply asked her what style she liked for her meditation room so he could start decorating.
"Keep it simple! I don't care about these things!"
"If that's the case, then I'll keep an eye on it. If, if I ever pass through Crimson Spirit Mountain in the future, elder sister, don't forget to come back and visit!"
"good!"
Then Qin Luo waved his hand towards the open space, and more than a dozen large boxes appeared.
Some of it contains gold, while others contain ancient books, paintings, and antiques.
"With these things, it doesn't matter if there are fewer worshippers now; there's no need to live such a frugal life!"
Jingming's tears, which were already on the verge of falling, finally burst forth.
"Sister, I must have suffered for ten lifetimes before Buddha allowed me to meet you!"
Qin Luo scoffed, "What nonsense are you talking about? It's not like I'm that hard to meet. Alright, you're a grown man, why are you still crying!"
Jingming shyly wiped away her tears, looking at her with red eyes.
"When will we meet again? I hope it won't be until I'm as old as the temple keeper!"
Qin Luo didn't dare to answer him directly.
"I'm not sure either, but I believe we will meet again eventually!"
Jingming didn't ask any further questions, only nodded slightly.
"Okay, I hope we'll meet again!"
Qin Luo was also a little saddened by what he said, so she made up an excuse and left the hall.
Jingming watched her retreating figure, a strange feeling stirring within him.
I want to hold on, but I know deep down that I can't!
He muttered to himself, "Buddha's disciple, ha! You deserve to have all your relatives severed from you!"
The temple keeper outside the gate sighed deeply when he saw that Jingming hadn't moved after Qin Luo came out.
"The most precious and unforgettable thing in the world is affection—family affection, friendship, or perhaps..."
He shook his head and left before he could finish speaking.
After Qin Luo left, he found a secluded spot and entered an empty room. Upon entering, he saw Wu Hua hugging the trunk of a Bodhi tree.
The Bodhi tree trembled incessantly, while the vines stood to the side, wanting to offer words of comfort but not daring to.
Qin Luo approached and discovered that Wu Hua was holding a scalpel.
He was carving words on the tree trunk! She quickly stepped forward to stop him.
"Son, who taught you to do that? Was it Fan Xingxing? It hurts so much to lift you like that!"
Wu Hua was caught doing bad things but didn't back down.
"Fan Xing said that if you love it, you should engrave it in your heart, in your blood, and in every part of your body! I asked Titi, and it said it loves me!"
Titi: I didn't know you were such a pervert, otherwise I would never have said I loved you...
Qin Luo grabbed its little ears
"How many times have I told you to stay away from Fan Xingxing? Look at what you've learned!"
After disciplining Wu Hua, she went to treat the Bodhi tree.
I thought he had only carved the two characters "Wu Hua" in front of me, but after looking around the tree trunk, I almost fainted from anger.
The back of the bottle not only had his and Tengteng's names engraved on it, but also Erhun and Su Junli's names.
Even the Cloth Bag Squad and the elders of the Qin family were not left out.
What's most baffling is that it included the temple keeper, Jingming, and his fellow disciples...