Chapter 3 Jialuo Don't Go Down the Mountain

"Lolo, it's time to go down the mountain!" Wen Heng's words were like a blockbuster bomb, exploding in Wen Zhi's heart.

Wen Zhi's pupils shrank slightly and his body shook slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.

He knew that this day would come sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

"Why so fast?" Wen Zhi's voice was still calm, but his heart was filled with shock and fear.

Wen Heng sighed, his eyes filled with helplessness: "Recently, I have understood some things. Luo Luo is already three years old, and I can no longer see her fate clearly. Only by letting Luo Luo return to her original path, go through the trials that belong to her, and accumulate enough merits and good karma, can she live a peaceful life."

Wen Heng spoke slowly, and every word hit Wen Zhi's heart like a heavy hammer.

"Master knows that you were the one who brought her home and you've taken care of her the most since she was a child! But, for Lolo's own good, we have to do this!" Wen Heng's voice was firm.

Wen Zhi nodded, his voice a little hoarse: "I still remember when I brought her back, she was so small, I thought she would not survive, who knew she was so strong, and later the master accepted her as his apprentice..."

Wen Zhi's eyes were slightly red as he recalled and spoke. He seemed to see the little baby curled up in his arms, helpless but strong.

Wen Zhi took a deep breath, feeling mixed emotions. He knew his master was right.

"Xiao Zhi, Lolo's departure is a new beginning." After saying that, he patted Wen Zhi's shoulder and left.

Wen Zhi lowered his head and said softly, "I know, Master!"

The night grew deeper, and Wen Zhi was still sitting in the yard. His figure looked particularly lonely under the starlight.

The next morning, when Jia Luo woke up, Wen Zhi and Wen Heng were sitting in the yard, both with solemn looks on their faces.

Jia Luo had an ominous premonition in her heart. She trotted over and asked in a low voice, "Father Xi, Junior Brother, what happened to you?"

Wen Zhi turned around and looked at Jia Luo. There was deep reluctance in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

He squatted down, gently stroked Jialuo's hair, and said softly: "Luluo, Father Xi and I have something to tell you."

Jia Luo looked at them with a smile and said in a baby voice, "Father Xi, what's the matter? Luo Luo didn't make any mistakes today!"

Wen Heng took a deep breath, gently touched Jia Luo's head, and then slowly said: "Lolo, it's time for you to go down the mountain!"

Hearing Wen Heng's words, the smile on Jia Luo's face froze instantly, and he asked in confusion: "Go down the mountain, no, Father Xi, Jia Luo, don't go down the mountain! Father Xi, Junior Brother, don't you want me anymore?"

There was a hint of fear and uneasiness in her voice, and her little hands tightly grasped the corner of Wen Heng's clothes.

Wen Heng felt a sharp pain in his heart. He gently held Jia Luo's hand, and said softly but firmly, "Lolo, it's not that we don't want you, but you need to return to your family, to gain experience, to accumulate merit. Luo Luo, Taohua Temple will always be your home, you can come back anytime, understand?"

Jia Luo couldn't hold back her tears any longer, she started crying: "Father Xi, Junior Brother, please don't rush Luo Luo down the mountain, Luo Luo should accumulate merits, Luo Luo should be obedient in the future, please don't abandon Luo Luo!"

Her crying was filled with endless grievance and reluctance, and her little body was trembling, as if she had been abandoned by the whole world.

Wen Heng and Wen Zhi were filled with reluctance, but Luo Luo had to go down the mountain.

Wen Heng hugged Jialuo gently, his voice choking with sobs: "Luluo, Master doesn't abandon you. You will always be our Luoluo. It's just that you need to go through training and accumulate merits. Master knows that this is a bit far for you, but this is the only way for you, understand? Master will always be waiting for you at Taohua Temple!"

Wen Zhi also hugged Jia Luo: "Lolo, do you still remember how you came to Taohua Temple? Now that the disaster in your life has passed, go back to your family and grow up well. You can come back to see your master and brothers anytime!"

"I'll go see you when my senior brother is on vacation, okay?"

Jia Luo's crying gradually subsided. She raised her head and looked at Wen Zhi and Wen Heng. Her eyes were filled with confusion and fear, but she knew that she had to be brave.

She nodded, her voice trembling but firm: "Father Xi, Junior Brother, Luo Luo understands. Luo Luo will listen to you!"

"But, will they like Luo Luo? They threw Luo Luo away and didn't come to look for her!"

Wen Zhi and Wen Heng smiled at each other, and Wen Heng spoke slowly: "Our Luo Luo is so nice and cute, who wouldn't like her? Look, those uncles and aunts who come to the theater, don't they all like you!"

"Also, according to Master's divination, your abandonment was not caused by your parents. When you return home, all these things will have a result!"

"If they treat you badly, Master will definitely take you back!"

Jia Luo nodded, but he was still in a bad mood.

In the afternoon, Wen Zhi took Jia Luo to the back mountain, and they picked herbs together. Jia Luo's little hand tightly grasped Wen Zhi's hand, and her eyes were full of reluctance.

Wen Zhi taught her how to identify herbs and told her some knowledge about herbs. Jia Luo listened attentively while holding Dahua.

"Junior brother, when I come down the mountain, you must remember to think of me! When you have a holiday, you must remember to come and see me!" Jia Luo said sullenly.

Wen Zhi squatted down, touched Jia Luo's soft hair, and said softly: "Don't worry, Luo Luo, Senior Brother will definitely miss you. When you find your family, remember to use the instant talisman to send a message to Senior Brother, or you can call Senior Brother!"

"Don't tell the eldest, second, third, and fourth brothers about you going down the mountain yet!"

Jia Luo asked doubtfully: "Why can't you tell them?"

Wen Zhi looked towards the main hall of the Taoist temple not far away and said slowly, "I'm afraid that my master and I will be beaten to death by them!"

Jia Luo stared with his dark eyes and nodded with a smile.

As the sun set, they returned to Taohua Temple and Wen Heng had already prepared dinner.

The dining table was filled with Jialuo's favorite dishes. Wen Zhi and Wen Heng kept picking up food for Jialuo, and Jialuo's bowl was piled as high as a small mountain.

The three of them all worked silently on their meals; no one spoke, as if the impending separation between them did not exist.

As night fell, Carol lay in bed, her eyes fixed on the ceiling, unable to fall asleep.

Jia Luo turned over and lay on her side, her eyes fixed on the window.

At this moment, the door was gently pushed open and Wen Zhi walked in. He sat beside Jia Luo's bed and said softly, "Lolo, are you still awake?"

Jia Luo turned his head and looked at Wen Zhi: "Little Senior Brother, I'm scared."

Wen Zhi gently stroked Jialuo's hair, his voice gentle but firm: "Luluo, don't be afraid. Everyone has to face a new beginning, this is part of your growth. The separation is only temporary, believe me, we will see each other soon."

Jia Luo nodded, her voice trembling a little: "Yeah."

"Go to sleep!" Wen Zhi patted her back gently until she fell asleep.