When Zhang Fulong saw Chu Peiran, he said with a smile, "I knew the stars had been off lately, it turns out the God of Literature has arrived."

"Master Zhang, you are truly amazing."

Chu Peiran's joy was palpable. He was not well-regarded at Daxia Academy, but after coming to Longhu Temple and gaining Zhang Fulong's approval, he regained his confidence.

Zhang Fulong handed the empty bowl of porridge to Jin Yan, looking at Chu Peiran with a nonchalant expression, "I guess you're here to ask for an auspicious date."

"As expected of Master Zhang!"

Chu Peiran bowed with his hands clasped.

Zi Yue looked at the little dumpling sitting not far away, legs crossed, eating melon seeds. It was she who had just woken Zhang Fulong up; they must have conspired beforehand.

"Master, Brother Chu and Miss Zhao are our good friends. Could you please do us a favor for free?"

"this……"

Zhang Fulong's carefully chosen words were instantly disrupted.

Chu Peiran smiled and waved his hand, "Master Zhang, I brought plenty of money with me to the Purple Cloud Mountains this time!"

Zhao Qing'er nodded in agreement, "That's right, Master Zhang, you should still charge the normal price."

Zhang Fulong felt a chill run down his spine under Zi Yue's gaze. He clenched his fist and coughed, "How about this, I'll just offer a token amount, only ninety-nine coins, for a long and lasting relationship."

"This has a good meaning!"

Chu Peiran nodded with a smile.

Zhang Fulong took out an old almanac, carefully looked through it, and said with a smile, "The 25th of the twelfth lunar month is an auspicious day for you two. It would be best to get married at the hour of You (5-7 PM)!"

"Thank you very much, Master Zhang!"

Chu Peiran took out ninety-nine copper coins.

Zhang Fulong put the copper coins into his pocket and said with a smile, "I'll go rest now, you two chat."

"Thank you, senior."

Chu Peiran and Zhao Qing'er bowed again.

The little dumpling followed Zhang Fulong away.

Chu Peiran looked at Qin Luo, "Brother Dao, Qing'er and I will return to Baiyun Town to visit my father-in-law first, so we'll take our leave now."

"Brother Chu, let me see you off."

Qin Luo escorted them to the outside of the Taoist temple.

Watching Chu Peiran and the others walk away, Qin Luo returned to the backyard of the Taoist temple, where he looked at the little dumpling counting copper coins.

Bang!

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"

The little dumpling covered its head.

"You can't do that again."

"knew."

The little dumpling looked aggrieved and muttered in a low voice, "The abbot is so stingy. He only gave me nine copper coins and a chestnut. I'm losing out big time. I'll never run errands for him again."

After Lin Jia'er finished her homework, she handed it to Qin Luo for inspection. "Uncle Qin, is everything alright?"

Qin Luo said with a smile, "The characters are written too tightly, a bit crowded. Next time, write them bigger and leave some space."

"Our master said we should save paper."

"Master is right. We should be economical. It's okay to write larger; even straw paper can be reused."

"I see."

Lin Jia'er put her homework into her white shoulder bag. "Great Protector, we can play now."

Xuanqing returned the Book of Poetry to Qin Luo and said happily, "Let's play a game of catching pebbles."

"OK!"

The little ones squatted on the ground playing jacks, a game that Xuanqing learned in Qinglian Village.

Caixia squatted down beside them, watching the commotion.

Qin Luo smiled as he practiced his fist techniques against the backdrop of the sunset, his body radiating a pure aura. Zi Yue sat cross-legged on the platform, cultivating, her body emitting a silver glow. Jin Yan sat cross-legged on the platform, meditating, his entire body enveloped in golden light.

...

late at night.

Qin Luo suddenly opened his eyes. He arrived at the backyard of the Taoist temple, where Zhang Fulong was also present.

Zhang Fulong's deep eyes gazed at the starry sky, and the darkness deep within the starry sky was torn open, revealing a streak of firelight.

...