Xiangyang Village, Chen Family.

Chen Youyu's house was an earthen house without a courtyard wall. In front of the house was a relatively flat open space paved with stone slabs. Under the eaves were a stone mill and a bamboo millstone similar to the stone mill.

Farm tools and dried herbs hung outside the earthen wall. Qin Luo saw the portrait pasted on the door, holding a broadsword, tall and mighty, which was Wu Xuantian, the door god of Longhu Temple!

This place is quite far from Longhu Temple, but I never expected that the door gods of Longhu Temple would be posted here.

Chen Youyu put down the bag of rice he was carrying on his shoulder in the yard. He was panting heavily and didn't have time to rest. He immediately went inside to serve tea to Qin Luo and the others.

Qin Luo and the others neatly placed bags of rice in the yard. Chen Youyu came out carrying a teacup. When he saw the neatly stacked rice, his eyes widened in shock. He was drenched in sweat, but when he looked at Xuan Qing and Xiao Die, they weren't sweating at all. A bad feeling welled up inside him.

"Big brother, you guys aren't monsters, are you?"

Chen Youyu realized what was happening too late and backed away in fright.

Qin Luo smiled and said, "Don't be afraid. Your house has guardian deities, so monsters won't dare to come near."

Upon hearing this, Chen Youyu dared not be careless. He didn't know if the door gods were effective, but he knew that these people in front of him were not simple. He asked with doubt in his eyes, "Then are you immortal masters?"

"I come from Longhuguan."

"You're Master Qin from Longhu Temple?!"

The boy was both surprised and delighted.

Qin Luo chuckled and said, "You know me?"

Chen Youyu nodded heavily, his expression excited. "I've heard the stories of Master Qin and the Great Protector of Longhu Temple. You were chivalrous, punished evil and promoted good, and were invincible, killing gods and demons alike."

Qin Luo smiled lightly, "The Grand Protector of Longhu Temple isn't that powerful, and neither am I."

"Anyway, they're much stronger than us."

Chen Youyu handed the teacup to Qin Luo, who said respectfully, "Immortal Master, please have some tea."

The tea mug was large, containing tea leaves and some cooling herbs. Qin Luo took a sip; it had little tea flavor, only a faint sweetness from the herbs. This was overnight tea, probably brewed more than twice.

Qin Luo took two sips and then handed the tea to Hua Ying. Hua Ying took a sip and handed it to Xiao Die. Xiao Die took a sip and handed it to Xuan Qing, who then gulped down the tea.

"That feels so good!"

Xuanqing grinned foolishly.

Chen Youyu opened the bag containing rice, took out a large basin of rice from the wooden tub, poured the rice into the bamboo huller, and turned the bamboo huller like pushing a stone mill.

Qin Luo saw Chen Youyu milling rice and asked with some confusion, "Doesn't rice need to be dried in the sun?"

"Master, rice doesn't spoil easily if it's dried for two days. The rice we eat now doesn't need to be dried."

Chen Youyu looked respectful.

"Then we'll help you dry the rice."

"Immortal Master, I can't accept this."

"It's alright, you can grind the rice."

Chen Youyu's eyes were filled with gratitude.

Qin Luo and the others poured out the rice and leveled it. The sunlight was perfect, and the yard looked as if it were covered with a layer of gold.

After removing the husks from the rice, Chen Youyu obtained brown rice, and then carefully sifted it with a winnowing basket to obtain snow-white polished rice.

Qin Luo knew that Chen Youyu's grandfather was bedridden. "Little Chen, take me to see your grandfather first."

Chen Youyu had been thinking about arranging a sumptuous lunch for Qin Luo and the others, and had forgotten about his grandfather. He put the selected fine rice aside and said, "Immortal Master, please follow me."

When Qin Luo entered the house, he bowed to Wu Xuantian with a smile and said softly, "Old Wu, don't tell them I'm back yet."

"Yes, Master Dao."

Wu Xuantian smiled and bowed in return.

Seeing the door god images come to life, Chen Youyu was shocked. He realized that door gods really existed, and he quickly bowed in respect.

Qin Luo followed Chen Youyu into the house.

Huaying carried the selected rice to the kitchen, and Xiaodie followed her to help.

Xuanqing was playing with a bamboo dragonfly in the yard.

Chen Youyu's grandfather was lying in a dimly lit room. When Qin Luo entered the room, he smelled a strong medicinal odor.

"Grandpa, this is a celestial master from Longhu Temple. He not only helped our family harvest rice, but he also wants to come and see you!"

The old man was pale and emaciated. He called out to the immortal master in a weak voice, but it was difficult for him to get up.

Qin Luo reached out his hand, and a wisp of pure energy landed on the old man, helping him to unblock his meridians.

Not long after.

The old man's complexion gradually became rosy.

"grandfather."

Chen Youyu was overjoyed.

This is his only living relative.

"I am Chen Guan, and I thank you, Immortal Master, for saving my life!" Chen Youyu helped his grandfather sit up.

Qin Luo gently reminded him, "Your health has deteriorated due to overwork. If you continue to work at such a high intensity, you will fall ill again. You should rest more in the future."

“The Immortal Master is right.”

"I won't be farming that much land next year."

Chen Guan waved his hand. After returning from the brink of death, he had figured out many things and there was no need to risk his life anymore.

Chen Youyu helped his grandfather out of bed, and they went to the courtyard. Looking at the golden rice covering the ground, Chen Guan said gratefully, "Immortal Master, how can we ever repay you!"

Qin Luo chuckled and said, "Don't worry, we've already arranged with Xiao Chen to come over for a meal at your house."

Chen Youyu remembered cooking and prepared to go to the kitchen to cook, but then he saw smoke billowing from the roof.

Qin Luo smiled and said softly, "My friend likes to cook, please don't mind."

"Immortal Master, I'm so sorry, I should be the one cooking for you," Chen Youyu said, feeling guilty.

Qin Luo patted Chen Youyu on the shoulder, "Don't worry about it, we're all eating your family's rice anyway."

Chen Youyu looked at Chen Guan and said, "Grandpa, I knew our family couldn't be unlucky forever."

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