Qin Luo traveled to a world of cultivation where demons ran rampant. To protect himself, he came to the Dragon and Tiger Monastery to learn from a master, only to find out that his master was a swi...
The hunched old man shook his head and sighed softly, “My name is Dong Jisheng. My parents had me late in life and hoped that I could continue the Dong family line. However, now I am the only one left in the Dong family.”
Qin Luo chuckled and joked, "Old Dong, you'd better live well, otherwise you won't be able to explain yourself when you go down there."
"Hahaha."
"I will definitely live well."
Dong Jisheng laughed heartily. He knew Qin Luo was joking; it had been a long time since anyone had joked with him like that.
"Elder Dong, I'm going back to Longhu Temple now."
"Immortal Master, please wait!"
Dong Jisheng watched Qin Luo walk away, then returned to his room. He sat on the kang (a heated brick bed) and began to focus on his breathing.
...
At the foot of Luoxia Peak.
Zhang Fulong was drinking porridge at the porridge shop.
Qin Luo arrived at the porridge shop, somewhat puzzled, "Master, it's so late, why are you still drinking porridge?"
Zhang Fulong coughed while clenching his fist, "In a couple of days, Zhao is going back to Baiyun Town for the New Year. She plans to throw away the leftover meat porridge, but I can't stand seeing it go to waste."
"Master Qin, would you like some porridge?"
Zhao Qing'er smiled sweetly.
“I won’t drink it. If you can’t finish it, Miss Zhao can shout for Golden Horn and it will come to help.”
"Uh-huh."
Longhu Temple.
Golden Horn lay inside the small wooden house.
“Golden Horn, if Miss Zhao at the foot of the mountain calls you, go to her place for some porridge.”
"Okay, boss."
Golden Horn wagged its tail happily.
I hope to receive a summons from Miss Zhao.
Qin Luo walked into the Taoist temple and saw Jin Yan sweeping the floor. "Junior Brother, is there anywhere you'd like to go?"
Jin Yan shook his head and said seriously, "Senior brother, I just want to stay at Longhu Temple. It feels like home here."
Qin Luo nodded with a smile.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
Tomorrow is the new year.
At noon, Qin Luo was meditating on the platform when he suddenly opened his eyes. He felt that the New Year was coming and he wanted to have a festive atmosphere. "Junior brother, come with me to the town for a stroll."
"OK!"
Jin Yan nodded with a smile.
He has never been to town.
Qin Luo went to Zi Yue's room and found a whole box of copper coins she had hidden under the bed.