Jin Yan was honest and kind, and the people who came to Longhu Temple to offer incense and pray for blessings were not afraid of him.

Some people say he is a guardian beast of the mountain.

As news of the guardian beast spread, many people came to Longhu Temple to join in the excitement and see its true form.

Two weeks later.

A misty morning.

Jin Yan was sweeping the fallen leaves outside the Taoist temple.

Ziyue, carrying a bamboo basket on her back, smiled and said, "Junior brother, what would you like to eat? I'll buy it for you."

Since arriving at Longhu Temple, Jin Yan has been drinking porridge every day and has lost a lot of weight. "Senior sister, could you bring me a banana?"

"no problem."

Ziyue waved and left.

"Junior brother, the Taoist temple is now in your hands."

"Senior brother, I will take good care of the Taoist temple."

Jin Yan's eyes were filled with confidence.

Qin Luo was also relieved. Even if Jin Yan encountered trouble, Longhu Temple still had the gatekeepers and his master.

Longhu Temple has been very busy lately, and Ziyue hasn't been to town for a long time. She hummed a little tune and skipped along the way, like a bird that had escaped its cage.

"Chu mi!"

The little dumpling landed on Qin Luo's shoulder.

"Boss, that stupid eagle from White Peak is bullying my sister. Can you help me teach it a lesson?"

Baitou Peak is not far from Luoxia Peak.

Golden eagles live on the mountaintop, the most powerful birds of prey in the area. Qin Luo often sees them circling in the sky.

Qin Luo reached out and pinched the little ball of fur, then shook it in front of his eyes. "You're all not even enough to fill a golden eagle's teeth. I don't think it'll bother with you."

"Who said that? I'm quite plump." The little dumpling puffed out its round body, its eyes gleaming with cunning. "Boss, there's a spirit tree on White Head Peak that bears many spirit fruits. I'll take you there, and we'll split it fifty-fifty."

"Not interested."

Qin Luo dislikes seizing opportunities.

"You get seven, I get three."

"If you get bullied, I can help you, but if you cause trouble, I won't help you."

Qin Luo shook the little dumpling.

The little dumpling tilted its head, its tiny eyes full of confusion, "Big brother, I heard Grandma say that cultivating immortality is going against the heavens, fighting against the heavens, fighting against the earth, and fighting against people. How come you are indifferent to the world?"

"I am self-sufficient and do not need external help." Qin Luo dislikes fighting and killing and only wants to cultivate immortality in peace.

"Then I'll figure it out myself."

The little dumpling flapped its wings and flew away.

Qin Luo watched the little dumpling fly away and couldn't help but shake his head, "I hope this guy doesn't get beaten to death."

Baiyun Town.

Today is market day, the streets are bustling, and every household has door gods pasted on their doors.

"Boss, how much are the candied hawthorns?"

"Two strings for one coin, three strings for two coins."

"Give me three skewers then."

Okay.

After buying the candied hawthorns, Ziyue held up a skewer and said sweetly, "Senior brother, this skewer is for you."

"I won't eat it."

"Senior brother, then you should try a bite."

Looking at his junior sister's expectant eyes, Qin Luo picked a hawthorn fruit coated in sugar and put it in his mouth.

"Senior brother, is it delicious?"

"It doesn't taste good."

Ziyue was a little confused. She licked the candied hawthorn. It was clearly very sweet, so why did her senior brother say it didn't taste good?

Even the children on the roadside were practically drooling with envy.

There are free porridge stalls on the street.

Many people lined up in front of the porridge stall.

"Wow, there's so much rice in this porridge, and there's even meat, and it's free!" Zi Yue said with envy.

When Zhao Qing'er saw Zi Yue, she smiled and said, "Little fairy, if you want to drink porridge, I'll serve you some."

"Thank you for your kindness, Miss Zhao. I have money. My senior brother and I are going to have some mutton soup." Zi Yue grinned sweetly. She always remembered her senior brother's words: don't take advantage of others.

Zhao Qing'er covered her mouth and chuckled. She looked at Qin Luo and bowed, saying, "Immortal Master, if possible, I would like to move the free porridge stall to the vicinity of Longhu Temple. After all, giving away free porridge in town will affect other vendors' business."

"OK."

Qin Luo nodded in agreement.

The people in the mountains need help even more.

"Boss, two bowls of mutton soup, please."

Zi Yue spoke loudly; she was now the junior manager of Longhu Temple, and her pockets were full of money.

Qin Luo usually lived a life of seclusion, detached from worldly concerns. Since his junior sister had ordered him a bowl of mutton soup, he couldn't let it go to waste, so he picked up the bowl and started drinking.

"Senior brother, is it delicious?"

Ziyue's little face was adorned with a sweet smile.

"It really tastes good." Qin Luo couldn't help but praise it. It's the warmth of everyday life that soothes the soul.

The shopkeeper, with a simple smile on his face, brought over a plate of steamed buns. "Master, if this isn't enough, I'll get you more."

"That's enough, thank you, boss."

"You're welcome."

The shopkeeper was all smiles.

Every time Qin Luo and Zi Yue come to drink mutton soup, his restaurant gets more customers. After all, everyone feels proud to eat the same food as the immortal master.

The steaming white steamed buns, fresh from the oven, could be eaten directly or soaked in soup. Ziyue divided the buns in half, eating one half directly and soaking the other half in soup.

Ziyue originally planned to bring Jin Yan a bowl of mutton soup back, but remembering what her master had said—that eating meat was bad for cultivating immortality—she didn't want to harm her junior brother, so she didn't bring it.

After eating and drinking their fill, Qin Luo and Zi Yue continued shopping. They used to come to Baiyun Town mainly to buy goods, but this time they came to spend money. Now that Longhu Temple and Zhenbaoge are cooperating, Wu Qingliu delivers the incense and candles from Jinyang City to Longhu Temple.

Ziyue wandered around for a long time but only bought a bunch of bananas. Qin Luo thought that there was nothing she wanted. "Baiyun Town has too few things. Let's go shopping in Jinyang City next time."

"Senior brother, I feel like a lot of things are unnecessary." Zi Yue grinned foolishly. She didn't want to waste money and felt that apart from food and drink, nothing else mattered.

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