"Esteemed benefactor, are you here to offer incense and pray for blessings, or do you wish to have your fortune told?"

"I've come to offer incense and pray for blessings, and also to draw a fortune stick."

The middle-aged man in brocade robes looked rather unwell.

Jin Yan picked up the bamboo tube filled with bamboo sticks. "Benefactor, please draw a stick."

The middle-aged man in brocade robes drew out a stick, a broken bamboo stick. Jin Yan frowned slightly when he saw it. "Benefactor, this stick is very unlucky! You may encounter many misfortunes recently."

"What?!"

The middle-aged man in brocade robes was quite frightened.

Jin Yan remained calm. "The worst has not yet happened; there is still a chance to turn misfortune into fortune."

The middle-aged man in brocade robes clasped his hands in a respectful bow and pleaded, "Immortal Master, you must help me, I have money."

Jin Yan shook his head and said solemnly, "If you want to avoid disaster, you should do more good deeds."

Caixia took out three incense sticks. "Benefactor, here is your incense."

The middle-aged man in brocade robes frowned deeply. He nervously offered incense to the Taoist ancestor, praying for his protection.

Before leaving, the middle-aged man in brocade looked at Jin Yan, cupped his hands in a fist salute, and said, "Immortal Master, I have heard that the talismans of Longhu Temple can ward off evil and bring good fortune. I would like to request one of these talismans."

“Benefactor, the talisman wards off evil spirits and ferocious beasts. It won’t help you,” Qin Luo said solemnly as he sat at the long table against the wall.

Seeing Qin Luo's extraordinary and otherworldly appearance, the middle-aged man in brocade robes immediately knelt down before him and said respectfully, "Immortal Master, please save me."

"If you want to avoid disaster, you can only do as my junior brother says: do more good deeds. As for how many good deeds you should do, you know better than us."

"Thank you for your guidance, Immortal Master."

The middle-aged man in brocade donated money for incense offerings, looking apprehensive, and left the Longhu Temple with the help of a servant.

Qin Luo shook his head.

Only when disaster strikes do people realize the importance of praying for blessings.

A gentle breeze drifted into the main hall of the Taoist temple.

Qin Luo looked at Zi Yue, who had run into the Taoist temple, and asked with a smile, "Junior Sister, what brings you here?"

Zi Yue smiled and said, "Senior brother, I've come here to practice drawing talismans."

Qin Luo nodded, "Then you can't slack off."

"Yes, senior brother."

Zi Yue sat beside Qin Luo, picking up a brush and drawing talismans with fluid, graceful strokes.

Qin Luo watched Zi Yue draw talismans and nodded. His junior sister had extremely high attainments in the art of talismans.

Before you knew it, it was evening.

Qin Luo arrived at the backyard of the Taoist temple, and a peach blossom drifted into his hand, its petals depicting scenes from the Purple Cloud Mountains.

After gathering the flower petals, Qin Luo practiced his boxing against the backdrop of the sunset, and the rising pure energy condensed into two illusory figures beside him.

In an instant, Luoxia Peak appeared majestic.

Laughter and cheerful voices rang out outside the Taoist temple. Little Tuanzi and the others returned to the temple. Qin Luo looked at Lin Jia'er, who was covered in mud, and asked, "Jia'er, where did you go to play today?"

Lin Jia'er's face was covered in mud, but she smiled sweetly and said, "Uncle Qin, we'll go on a mountain patrol with the Great Protector, and then we'll help Grandpa Gao plow the fields with him."

"Good boy!"

Qin Luo gently rubbed Lin Jia'er's head.

Lin Jia'er proudly raised her head.

"Xiaodie, go boil some water. Junior sister, help Jia'er take a bath later."

"Yes, Master Dao."

"Okay, senior brother."

Qin Luo continued, "Have you eaten?"

Lin Jia'er nodded and said crisply, "We ate purple sweet potato porridge at Grandpa Gao's place. Grandpa Gao even invited us to eat noodles tomorrow. He's so kind."

"Jia'er, do you want to go home?"

"In no mood."

Lin Jia'er shook her head repeatedly.

Qin Luo said softly, "Go have some fun."

In front of the woodshed, the little dumpling took out a pair of golden scissors, and with a casual wave of her hand, the golden scissors split into two long blades.

Xuanqing caught a golden longsword, and he and the little dumpling began cutting the old bamboo they had just brought.

Lin Jia'er ran over and asked, "Great Protector, what are you doing?"

The little dumpling grinned and said, "We're making bamboo dragonflies, so everyone can play with them."

Can I help you?

“Xiao Xuanzi is shaving bamboo strips, and I am making bamboo handles. You can combine the bamboo strips and bamboo handles to make a bamboo dragonfly.”

"Uh-huh."

Qin Luo handed Lin Jia'er's bundle to Zi Yue, saying, "Junior Sister, Jia'er's clothes are inside."

Ziyue nodded with a smile, took the bundle, and called out with a smile, "Jia'er, your aunt will take you to take a bath."

"immediately!"

Lin Jia'er assembled the bamboo dragonfly parts in her hand, then smiled and came to Zi Yue's side.

Qin Luo came to the little dumpling's side and asked with a smile, "Did you give that purple fruit to Elder Dong?"

The little dumpling looked up, a look of surprise on its face, and asked, "Big brother, how did you know?"

Qin Luo smiled slightly, "I just happened to run into Elder Dong on the road, and he wanted to give me the purple fruit."

The little dumpling frowned slightly, her pretty face serious as she said, "Grandpa Dong is just being very polite. If he knew it was me who gave him the purple fruit, he would definitely catch a hundred bugs for me. Boss, you'd better not tell him."

"good."

Qin Luo squatted down and picked up the bamboo strips and handles to assemble them. Cai Xia and the others also ran over to help.

Ziyue gave Lin Jiaer a hot bath and changed her into a clean red dress. Lin Jiaer, with her hair down, ran to the backyard of the Taoist temple, her little face beaming with joy.

The little dumpling and his friends made a large number of bamboo dragonflies, and in the rosy light, a large number of bamboo dragonflies flew high into the sky.

The little dumpling called out in a clear voice, "Jia'er, come and play!"

Lin Jia'er ran to the table, picked up the newly made bamboo dragonfly, spun it vigorously with both hands, and the bamboo dragonfly flew high into the air.

The little dumpling and the others made over a hundred bamboo dragonflies. Ziyue saw Qin Luo playing with them and ran over to join him. Jin Yan and the others were also playing with bamboo dragonflies.

Just as the bamboo dragonflies were about to land, Xuanqing blew hard, and countless bamboo dragonflies flew high into the air again. Even the little black cat on the courtyard wall looked up at the bamboo dragonflies in the sky.

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