“My master is very powerful, but I don’t know what kind of person he is.” Hua Ying did not make any casual comments.

"It seems you two, master and disciple, are quite unfamiliar with each other."

"I feel the same way."

Qin Luo was just joking, but he noticed Hua Ying's downcast expression. "You are exceptionally talented, and you will definitely be his favorite disciple. He will come to Longhu Temple to pick you up soon."

"I hope so."

Hua Ying tried to catch the falling peach blossoms, but they slipped through her fingers.

Qin Luo thought of the Dragon Girl of Mirror Lake, "Do you know the water god of the Luo River?"

Hua Ying nodded. "I've heard that many years ago, the water god of the Luo River committed many evils, and my master killed him. Why are you asking about this?"

"nothing."

Qin Luo wanted to know whether the Water God was good or evil. If he was a good god, he shouldn't have been killed by the Imperial Advisor. If he was an evil god, then the Imperial Advisor was acting on behalf of Heaven.

"Senior brother, I'm back!"

Ziyue's joyful laughter came from outside the courtyard.

Qin Luo looked at the large bass that Zi Yue was carrying; it weighed five or six pounds. No wonder she came back so quickly.

Who arrested him?

"It was the little cutie who caught it."

Zi Yue handed the large sea bass to Qin Luo, her face beaming with joy. "Senior brother, I want to eat grilled fish."

"Okay, I'll bake it for you, senior brother!"

Qin Luo nodded with a smile.

Hua Ying looked at Zi Yue with envy.

While Qin Luo was preparing the large bass, Zi Yue carried firewood to the yard and lit a bonfire.

A moment later.

The courtyard was filled with the aroma of grilled fish.

Deep inside the Taoist temple, Zhang Fulong lay on the bed, his face pale. He smelled the aroma of grilled fish and kept swallowing, trying to sit up, but his whole body ached terribly.

Zhang Fulong only remembered that some girls lacked sportsmanship, refused to pay for fortune telling, and even physically assaulted him. "That was too cruel!"

Smelling the aroma of grilled fish, Zhang Fulong was unable to get up, suffering both physical and mental torment.

In the backyard, the little dumpling drooled and said sweetly, "Big brother, I want to eat, I want to eat."

"Junior brother, come and eat some fish."

Okay.

Jin Yan squatted down beside Zi Yue.

Ziyue looked back into the depths of the Taoist temple and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her master had not come.

"You can each have half."

Qin Luo cut the grilled fish in half, skewered them with thin wooden sticks, and handed one to Zi Yue and the other to Jin Yan. Little Tuanzi didn't get any; this was its punishment.

"Senior brother, why aren't you eating?"

"Your senior brother likes to watch you eat, so hurry up and eat. If you dawdle any longer, Master will be here."

Upon hearing "Master," Ziyue devoured the fish. Huaying watched them eat with relish and couldn't help but purse her lips. Although cultivators practiced abstaining from grains, they still had their appetites.

"It smells so good!"

Ziyue sucked on her finger.

"yes!"

Jin Yan nodded in agreement.

Only the little dumpling was drooling.

After finishing the fish, Ziyue put the fish bones in a bowl, then carried the bowl to the outside of the Taoist temple, smiling sweetly, "Golden Horn, look what this is."

A golden horn emerged from the small wooden house.

Ziyue placed the bowl in the snow.

Upon seeing a bowl of fish bones, the joy on Golden Horn's face diminished by half, but he still wagged his tail and buried his head in eating the fish bones.

Zi Yue gently stroked Jin Jiao's back, her bright eyes filled with joy, and said with a sweet laugh, "Jin Jiao, you eat slowly, I'm going back to cultivate now."