Wang Chongming headed towards Yanbei City.

A gust of cold wind blew in his face, and snowflakes drifted down from the sky. Wang Chongming reached out and touched the snowflakes, saying softly, "This year's snow came later than usual."

"I wish we had met sooner!"

Wang Chongming turned to look in the direction Qin Luo had left, and only when snow covered his shoulders did he finally leave.

...

Yanbei City, Chicken Tail Alley.

Lu Xiaobao held two copper coins in his hand. "Sister, smell them! These two copper coins smell so good!"

Lu Ajiao's eyes gleamed. "These must be copper coins given by the Taoist priest. We should keep them safe."

"Uh-huh."

Lü Xiaobao nodded emphatically.

The siblings each put away a copper coin.

...

Flying Goose Escort Agency.

Song Xiao put 100 jin of beef jerky into the box. "Uncle Chen, when you go to Jinyang City, please deliver this box of beef jerky to Longhu Temple for me."

"no problem."

...

On the official road.

There were many horse-drawn carriages coming and going.

Qin Luo and Jin Jiao walked along the roadside.

People on the street would take a second look at the young Taoist priest, and occasionally some would even greet him.

Qin Luo holds a bamboo flute.

He admired the scenery along the way.

A dark-skinned, skinny donkey pulled a wooden cart, on which sat a rugged-looking middle-aged man. He saw Qin Luo by the roadside and laughed loudly, "Daoist Master, where are you going?"

"Go to Jinyang City."

Qin Luo answered with a smile.

The middle-aged man was somewhat surprised. "Jinyang City is not an ordinary place. It will take many days to get there. I need to pick up goods in Longshi Town. I can give you a ride on the way."

"Need not!"

Qin Luo shook his head.

The middle-aged man said enthusiastically, "Taoist priest, I won't charge you any money. It's just on my way anyway."

Qin Luo glanced at the skinny donkey with its crooked mouth. "Thank you for your kindness, benefactor, but I prefer walking."

The middle-aged man shook his head, drove the donkey cart away, and muttered, "That Taoist priest really doesn't know what's good for him."

Qin Luo didn't pay any attention.

He knew the strong man meant well.

"Stop! Stop!"

The middle-aged man suddenly shouted.

The donkey cart, acting out of control, rushed into the wasteland.

Not far away, a ferocious beast appeared in the middle of the road, and the surrounding people quickly made way for it. The beast was larger than an ordinary horse, and all four of its feet were on fire.

A strange beast pulled a purple-gold carriage.

It runs like the wind.

Two female cultivators sat on the upper level of the carriage, enjoying the scenery along the way.

Qin Luo looked at the cultivators in the carriage. He recognized the woman with the high ponytail; she was Tang Yao from the Imperial Observatory.

Tang Yao was almost killed by the evil cultivator.

Qin Luo saved her.

Beside Tang Yao was a girl wearing a light purple dress with long purple sleeves that swayed in the wind, and her long, light purple hair flowed like a waterfall in the wind.

The girl in the purple dress noticed Qin Luo by the roadside, her pale purple eyes looking at him with a deep gaze.

Qin Luo also looked at the girl in the purple dress. Her skin was like jade, her eyes were like stars, and she had a delicate nose and small mouth. She was very charming.

"Are you tempted?"

The voice of the purple-haired fairy rang in my ears.

Qin Luo smiled slightly and replied with his divine sense, "Senior, you can't possibly eavesdrop on my thoughts, can you?"

"It was you who fell in love."

The purple-haired fairy's eyes were filled with a smile.

Qin Luo didn't hide anything and answered with a smile, "I just think it looks good. Everyone has a love for beauty."

"I feel that she has the shadow of her predecessors."

"You have good taste."

Qin Luo wasn't sure if this counted as a compliment.

The strange beast pulled the purple-gold carriage past at high speed.

The donkey cart got stuck in the wasteland. Some of the passersby watched the commotion, while others jumped down to help. Qin Luo saw this and gave it a hand, and the donkey cart quickly got back on the road.

"Thank you all for your help."

The middle-aged, burly man clasped his hands in a fist salute to everyone.

"fine."

"It was just a small favor."

...

On the train, the girl in the purple dress raised an eyebrow. "Yaoyao, which Taoist temple did that young Taoist priest belong to?"

Tang Yao replied respectfully, "It should be from Bailu Temple."

The girl in the purple dress narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly and murmured softly, "White Deer Temple, I never imagined there were such unfathomable cultivators there. Let's go to White Deer Temple sometime."

"OK."

Tang Yao lied on purpose.

She was afraid of causing trouble for Qin Luo.

...

evening.

Qin Luo arrived in Longshi Town.

It was getting late, and the streets were deserted.

"Fragrant and sweet roasted chestnuts."

"Taoist priest, please buy some."

The hunched old woman looked at Qin Luo.

"How much?"

"One coin for one tael."

"Give them all to me."

There weren't many chestnuts left in the pot, so Qin Luo bought them all. This way, the old lady who ran the stall could go home earlier. It just so happened that his junior sister liked sweets, so he could take them back as a gift for her.

The old woman packed the chestnuts and placed them on the scale to weigh them, her eyes smiling. "Taoist priest, look, it's one jin and two liang, let's just call it one jin."

"Whatever the price is, is the price."

Qin Luo handed the old woman twelve copper coins.

The old woman smiled happily and handed the chestnuts in the paper bag to Qin Luo, saying, "Taoist Master, please take care."

"You should go home early too."

As Qin Luo walked along the road, he took out a chestnut with a slit in the middle and covered in sugar frosting. He peeled it open, put it in his mouth, and chewed it. "Not bad, Junior Sister should like it."

"Golden Horn, here, have two."

"Thank you, boss."

Qin Luo tossed out two chestnuts, and Golden Horn jumped up and caught them. It chewed them up, shell and all, and wagged its tail happily. "They taste better than the chestnuts from the mountains."

at night.

Under the bright moonlight.

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