Zi Yue waved her hand and said seriously, "Senior brother said that children can't drink alcohol."

"Little Purple Moon, don't be afraid. The boss isn't at Dragon Tiger Temple. If we don't tell him, he won't know."

"no."

Zi Yue shook her head repeatedly.

"Jin Yan, you should try it."

Me too.

Jin Yan also did not drink alcohol.

Chu Qingcheng smiled gently. She knew that Jin Yan and Zi Yue were so obedient thanks to Qin Luo.

"If you won't drink, I will."

The little dumpling gulped down its wine.

"Grandpa, have a sip too."

The little dumpling handed the wine gourd to Lao Gao.

"OK."

Lao Gao didn't stand on ceremony.

Zi Yue asked with a smile, "Little dumpling, can you tell us what the capital of the Great Xia Dynasty is like?"

The little dumpling's eyes lit up. "The walls of the Great Xia capital are higher than mountains, and there are countless houses inside, but it's still not as fun as our Ziyun Mountains."

While they were chatting, Chu Qingcheng went to the backyard of the Taoist temple alone. She came to the old peach tree and whispered, "I hope you can bless my junior brother with safety."

A gentle breeze blew by.

The peach blossoms, scattered across the sky, drifted away on the wind.

When Zhang Fulong smelled the fragrance, he thought it was a tribute from someone and was about to go to the main hall to take a look when he saw Chu Qingcheng standing near the peach tree in the backyard.

"Qingcheng?"

Zhang Fulong rubbed his eyes.

When Chu Qingcheng saw Zhang Fulong, she looked somewhat displeased. "Master, you know that the capital is dangerous, so why did you still send Junior Brother to the capital?"

"Have you met Qin Luo?"

Zhang Fulong looked at Chu Qingcheng with some confusion.

Chu Qingcheng looked at the old peach tree and said, "Junior Brother is so foolish. If only you hadn't sent him to the capital."

What happened to Qin Luo?

"Junior Brother may not be coming back."

Zhang Fulong was stunned on the spot. His eyes welled up with tears. Finally, he sighed softly and turned to leave the backyard.

Outside the Taoist temple.

Golden Horn sized up the little black cat, then puffed out its chest and said, "Little Blackie, Dragon Tiger Temple is under my protection. From now on, follow me. If I have food to eat, you'll have food to eat too."

The little black cat lay on the ground and ignored it.

Golden Horn reached out and touched the little black cat's head. Suddenly, the little black cat stood up and pressed Golden Horn to the ground with one paw.

The terrifying power rendered Golden Horn unable to move.

"Master Wu, help me!"

"Lord Youying, stop teasing it."

The little black cat loosened its grip on Golden Horn's head.

Jinjiao thought that Longhu Temple had finally found an easy target, but he didn't expect that even a novice like him was stronger.

When the little dumpling learned that Stone was in Black Mountain, she grinned and said, "Grandpa, I'll take you to Mirror Lake Academy first, and then we'll go see Stone and bring him some food."

"OK."

Old Gao nodded with a smile.

After leaving the backyard, Chu Qingcheng found Ziyue and Jin Yan and said gently, "Senior sister still has many things to deal with. I'll come to see you again when I have time."

"Goodbye, Senior Sister Chu!"

Ziyue waved goodbye with some reluctance.

She wanted Chu Qingcheng to stay for a while longer.

The death of the crown prince of the Great Zhen Dynasty in the capital of the Great Xia Dynasty will certainly not be tolerated by the Great Zhen Dynasty. The State of Chu, situated between the two states, is very likely to bear the wrath of the Great Zhen Dynasty.

Chu Qingcheng must go back and make preparations as soon as possible.

After Chu Qingcheng and Xiao Tuanzi left, Longhu Temple became quiet. Ziyue placed the cleanly gnawed duck bones outside the temple and said, "Jinjiao, you can share them."

Golden Horn looked at the little black cat.

The little black cat jumped onto the courtyard wall and sat there. Only after the golden horn saw it leave did it dare to gnaw on the bone.

Donghai County.

Two children were collecting seashells by the river.

"Brother Ga, look what's that?"

"It looks like a person."

The older child slowly approached and saw Qin Luo lying by the riverbank, his face completely pale. A gust of cold wind swept over him, making the boy's legs tremble. "A ghost!"

"Brother Ga, wait for me."

The two children crawled away on their knees.

P.S.: Thank you Wu Kang for the expert certification, and thank you everyone for the gifts. Good night!