Lightning flashed on Sunset Peak.

Ordinary people could only appreciate the magnificent spectacle of the sea of ​​thunder, but the spirits in the mountains were afraid of being struck by the tribulation lightning, and many wandering ghosts lined up to report to the City God Temple.

There are still many spirits in the Purple Cloud Mountains who don't know how powerful the Dragon Tiger Temple is. Now, seeing the sea of ​​lightning summoned by Qin Luo, they are all trembling with fear and bowing down to the Sunset Peak in worship.

Qin Luo was just joining in the fun and making a commotion for the New Year; he didn't expect to scare them.

The sea of ​​lightning was a nightmare for these spirits. Even a Dao-Merging Saint would have a slim chance of survival if he encountered a lightning tribulation. However, Qin Luo controlled the sea of ​​lightning with his will.

Qin Luo waved his hand.

The golden sea of ​​lightning dissipated, and the dazzling starlight shone on Qin Luo. Wherever he was, there was always light.

"Happy New Year, Junior Brother!"

"Happy New Year, senior brother."

Jin Yan grinned widely. It was the first time he had spent the Lunar New Year in a Taoist temple, and it felt like home. This was a memory he would never forget.

"Junior brother, tomorrow is the first day of the lunar month. There should be many people coming to the Taoist temple to burn incense and pray for blessings. Get up early, and your senior brother will cook you some sweet dumplings!"

"Okay, senior brother."

Jin Yan returned to his room full of anticipation.

Qin Luo arrived outside the Taoist temple and bowed to Wu Xuantian, saying, "Old Wu, Happy New Year."

"Master Qin, you too."

Wu Xuantian returned the greeting by cupping his hands to Qin Luo.

Qin Luo returned to the backyard, and a peach blossom drifted down in front of him. He reached out and caught the bright red peach blossom.

"Thank you for your protection."

Qin Luo bowed to the old peach tree.

He knew that the old peach tree guarded the Dragon Tiger Temple.

Back in his room, Qin Luo placed the peach blossoms by his bedside. He looked at the message left by the flower shadows on the wall, smiled, and then lay down on the bed, not thinking about anything, just listening to his own breathing.

early morning.

It was still dark.

Qin Luo went to the kitchen.

Jin Yan followed closely behind and went to the kitchen to help.

Qin Luo prefers sesame dumplings, but the Taoist temple only has brown sugar, which was originally used to make ginger soup.

Jin Yan lit a fire to boil water. Once the water in the pot boiled, Qin Luo put the large glutinous rice balls wrapped in brown sugar into the pot one by one. After a while, he watched the glutinous rice balls float to the surface. "Junior Brother, go and call Master to come and eat glutinous rice balls."

"good!"

Jin Yan ran deep into the Taoist temple.

"Master, time to eat tangyuan!"

Hearing Jin Yan's call, Zhang Fulong opened his eyes. Upon hearing that there was food, he immediately got dressed.

"Your senior brother is the most sensible!"

They went to the kitchen, and Qin Luo scooped out the glutinous rice balls that he thought were cooked, then handed the bowl to Zhang Fulong, "Master, you've come at the right time, please taste them to see if they're cooked?"

Zhang Fulong picked up his chopsticks, poked a hole in the glutinous rice ball in the bowl, and brown sugar water spilled out. "It's definitely cooked."

"Junior brother, this bowl is yours."

"Thank you, senior brother."

Because it was a large glutinous rice ball, there was only one in each bowl. Qin Luo smiled and asked, "Master, if you like it, I'll cook you a few more large glutinous rice balls."

"These glutinous rice balls are delicious!"

"I can eat two...three more!"

"Junior brother, what about you?"

"I can still eat two!"

Qin Luo continued making glutinous rice balls in the kitchen.

Jin Yan looked at the glutinous rice balls and sighed, "The glutinous rice balls are so sweet. Junior Sister would definitely like them. It's a pity she's not here."

"I'm back!"

Ziyue's laughter rang out from outside the courtyard.

A gentle breeze swept into the courtyard, and Ziyue, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, ran into the backyard. "Master, you're all here!"

Zhang Fulong nodded with a smile, "You've come back just in time. Your senior brother is cooking glutinous rice balls."

Knowing that Ziyue had returned, Qin Luo immediately served her a bowl of glutinous rice balls, saying, "Junior Sister, this is for you."

"Thank you, senior brother. Luckily, I'm smart." Zi Yue smiled. She knew that the temple would be very busy during the first day of the Lunar New Year, so she rushed back to help. She didn't expect to be able to eat the glutinous rice balls made by her senior brother.

In the backyard of the Taoist temple, peach blossoms drifted in the wind, and the four masters and disciples sat together eating glutinous rice balls, filling the courtyard with the festive atmosphere of the New Year.

After finishing the glutinous rice balls, Jin Yan took out some candy wrapped in mulberry paper and handed it to Zi Yue. "Junior Sister, this was given to me by a female benefactor. I don't like candy."

"Hehe, thanks, junior brother!"

Ziyue put the candy into her pocket.

Spring has arrived.

It's that time of year again when everything comes back to life.

As dawn breaks, the mountains and forests are draped in a golden veil.

People have been coming to Longhu Temple to offer incense and pray for blessings. Since the City God Temple was built, Longhu Temple has not been this lively for a long time. Many people only come once a year.

Golden Horn stood outside the Taoist temple, its big eyes staring at every person who entered.

A little boy threw a hard-boiled egg to Golden Horn, which opened its mouth to catch it and ate it with relish.

After finishing his meal, Jinjiao stood up on his two feet and made a "Wishing you prosperity" gesture to the little boy.

Seeing how intelligent Jinjiao was, and with a middle-aged man tearing off a leg from the roasted chicken offered to the Taoist ancestor and throwing it to Jinjiao, Jinjiao ate the chicken leg in one bite and bowed to the middle-aged man.

"Hahaha!"

Laughter erupted outside the Taoist temple.

More and more people are feeding the golden horn.

Jin Yan spotted a familiar figure among the people entering the Taoist temple: Dong Jisheng, leaning on his cane, walked into the Longhu Temple. He was still hunched over, but he wasn't panting.

"Mr. Dong, please have a seat for a while."

Jin Yan brought Dong Jisheng a wooden stool.

"Thank you, Little Immortal Master!"

Dong Jisheng took a wooden stool and sat down in a corner of the Taoist temple. He didn't want to disturb the people who came to the temple to offer incense and pray for blessings.

Qin Luo and Zhang Fulong are very busy now, as many people come to them to draw lots and find out their fortune for the year.

It costs ten coins to draw a fortune stick, and ten coins to have it interpreted!

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