Deep in the starry sky.

The starry sea seemed to be ignited.

Stars were constantly being pierced by that beam of fire.

Qin Luo frowned slightly as he gazed into the depths of the starry sky and said softly, "That's a burning spear!"

Zhang Fulong's eyes were deep and his expression was solemn. He held a sword-finger gesture with a peach petal between his fingertips.

Just as Zhang Fulong was about to make his move, a sword light rose from the ground in the distance, illuminating the entire world, and the spear deep in the starry sky was obliterated by the sword light.

Qin Luo looked in the direction of the Great Xia capital, knowing that the sword light came from Hua Ying.

The depths of the starry sky returned to tranquility.

The little black cat on the courtyard wall continued to gaze at the starry sky, its expression tense and its eyes wary.

The peach blossom between Zhang Fulong's fingers drifted away in the wind. He said solemnly, "A great calamity is coming. You must make plans as soon as possible!"

"Master, you don't need to worry about them."

"And what about you?"

"I don't care."

Qin Luo said calmly.

Zhang Fulong looked at Qin Luo, his deep eyes shining, and he suddenly smiled, despite his previously serious expression.

"You should get some rest."

"Yes, Master."

Qin Luo turned and went back to his room.

Zhang Fulong remained standing in the backyard of the Taoist temple, gazing up into the depths of the starry sky. The spear he wielded came from the Chaos Sea, and even the Buddha and the Confucian patriarch could not withstand all the threats.

"It's snowing!"

Zhang Fulong murmured softly.

After returning to his room, Qin Luo lay on his bed and listened to the sound of falling snow all night.

The next day, early morning.

Lin Jia'er pushed open the door and saw that the yard was covered with white snow. She excitedly jumped into the snow.

It's snowing!

Lin Jia'er was jumping and skipping around in the yard.

"Jia'er, this is for you."

"Thank you, Uncle Qin."

Qin Luo handed Jia'er a red tiger-head hat, which he made in his spare time.

"Xiaodie, this is yours."

"Thank you, Master Dao."

Xiaodie was both surprised and delighted. Although she wasn't afraid of the cold, she didn't expect Qin Luo to prepare a tiger-head hat for her. Her smile was evident as she played in the snow with Lin Jia'er.

"Little dumpling, wake up."

"No, I want to sleep a little longer."

The little dumpling curled up in bed and refused to get up. Ziyue couldn't pull her up, so she had to give up.

The wind and snow were heavy outside, and it was just getting light. Qin Luo said softly, "Let's go to Jinghu Academy for some porridge."

Let's go!

Lin Jia'er, wearing a red tiger-head hat and carrying a white shoulder bag, ran ahead with a joyful expression.

Xiaodie stayed by her side.

The area outside Longhu Temple was very clean. Jinjiao knew that Lin Jiaer was going to school, so he specially cleared the snow from the mountains.

After seeing Qin Luo and the others walk away, Jin Jiao returned to his "doghouse" and went back to sleep.

On the way to Jinghu Academy, Lin Jia'er saw Zhao Qing'er and Chu Peiran sitting on an oxcart.

Chu Peiran waved to her.

Lin Jia'er turned to look at Qin Luo.

Qin Luo smiled and said, "Please sit if you wish."

Lin Jia'er nodded excitedly and ran towards the oxcart. Chu Peiran reached out and pulled her up.

"Good morning, Dean Zhao and Mr. Chu!"

"Yes, everything is fine!"

Chu Peiran and the others nodded with smiles.

Lin Jia'er sat on the oxcart with her knees drawn up to her chest, smiling brightly as she said, "Sister Xiaodie, come on up too!"

"Uh-huh!"

Xiaodie jumped onto the oxcart.

Only Qin Luo followed behind the oxcart.

Qin Luo suddenly looked back. All he saw was a vast expanse of white. Their footprints were growing fainter and fainter in the wind and snow. Perhaps one day, all traces of their existence would be erased.

"Uncle Qin, what are you looking at?"

Lin Jia'er shouted loudly.

Qin Luo chuckled and said, "Look at the snow covering the path we came from."

At Jinghu Academy, Chu Peiran jumped off the oxcart, cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, and said, "Old ox, we'll come to offer incense to you another day!"

"Thank you, Mr. Chu!"

Niu Mang pulled the oxcart away.

At Jinghu Academy, some juniors were having a snowball fight in the training ground. Lin Jia'er wanted to run over and play, but Qin Luo smiled and reminded her, "Jia'er, they live in the academy and have already eaten. You haven't eaten yet, so let's go eat first."

"Yes!"

Lin Jia'er followed Qin Luo to the cafeteria.

A bowl of hot porridge, two eggs, and four fried dumplings—this was Lin Jia'er and Xiao Die's breakfast.

Qin Luo drank a bowl of hot porridge.

Zhao Qing'er and Chu Peiran ate clear soup noodles.

Outside, snow was falling heavily, but inside the canteen it was warm and cozy, with children chatting and laughing, creating a vibrant scene.

The melodious chimes broke the morning's tranquility. Qin Luo walked into the classroom with a smile. The classroom was warm, with a charcoal fire at the front and back, and the doors and windows were open.

Qin Luo reminded, "When burning charcoal, the room cannot be closed tightly; it must be kept well-ventilated."

The younger generation nodded, and Li Guannan said crisply, "Teacher Linglong told us about it."

"You should tell your parents when you get back."

"knew."

Qin Luo wasn't going to be careless about safety, and was willing to waste time explaining it several times. He picked up the chalk and wrote as he read, "A gentleman of noble character, as precious as gold and tin, as fine as jade and precious stone. Does anyone know the meaning of this poem?"

"I...I...I..."

More and more children raised their hands, and Qin Luo chose to let the younger children who had not answered questions before answer them. He hoped that by the end of the semester, every child would be able to raise their hand to answer questions and have the opportunity to do so.

......

In the blink of an eye.

Half a month has passed.

When Jinghu Academy has a monthly break, it dismisses students half a day early. After lunch, the children can go home. The area outside the academy is very lively, with many parents waiting for their children.

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