A gentle breeze emerged from her sleeve, lifting the heavy bamboo basket. Ziyue named this breeze Little Whirlwind, and only asked Little Whirlwind for help when she was very tired.

Zi Yue walked briskly up the mountain, while Qin Luo followed at a leisurely pace, still reading the book in his hand.

...

"Master, we're back."

Ziyue walked into the Dragon Tiger Temple with a smile.

Zhang Fulong walked out of the main hall, yawning and stretching lazily. "The Red Moon Festival is in two days. The temple will be quiet these days, so you can rest for a couple of days."

Red Moon Festival is on the 15th of July each year, when the moon in the sky appears blood-red.

Around the time of the Red Moon Festival, every household will worship their ancestors, and during this period, the incense at the Taoist temple will be very quiet.

"Master, may I go home for a visit?"

“Your home is far from Longhu Temple, and it’s not safe to travel there. You should stay at the temple to cultivate and go back for the New Year.”

Zi Yue said earnestly, "Master, I'm not afraid. I have a talisman drawn by my senior brother."

Zhang Fulong thought for a moment, "Qin Luo, if you're free, why don't you accompany your junior sister home to visit her family?"

"OK."

Qin Luo nodded with a smile.

He just happened to have nothing to do.

"Thank you, senior brother."

Ziyue let out a silvery laugh.

Zhang Fulong nodded in satisfaction. This way, the Taoist temple could save a lot of food. "Remember to go back to the Taoist temple to cultivate as soon as possible."

"knew."

Ziyue put the basket into the warehouse, then went back to her room to pack her clothes. She was wearing a loose blue Taoist robe, carrying a tattered bundle, and her face was beaming with joy.

"Senior brother, are you ready?"

Qin Luo sat in the courtyard reading a book. He nodded slightly, having brought nothing but the True Explanation of Daoist Techniques.