"This humble monk wishes to beg for alms."
"Hahaha."
When Zhou Qing arrived at the bamboo house, he saw that Qin Luo and the others had already woken up. He said warmly, "Three seniors, my master made some scallion pancakes and would like to invite you to try them."
"OK."
The three spoke in unison.
Qin Luo and his group arrived in the courtyard, where Fuyun Jushi came over with a large plate of scallion pancakes, his face full of smiles. "My three young friends, I haven't made scallion pancakes in a long time. Please forgive me if they are not very tasty."
"You flatter me, senior. Just smelling it makes my mouth water." Qin Luo picked up a scallion pancake and ate it in big bites. The pancake was soft and had the aroma of scallions and firewood.
Chu Peiran chewed on a scallion pancake and praised, "After eating and sleeping in the open for so long, this is the best food I've ever had."
Gui Chen nodded, "This cake is delicious. From now on, this humble monk will eat this or wild vegetable dumplings when begging for alms."
Qin Luo handed Zhou Qing a scallion pancake, "Let's eat together, we won't stand on ceremony."
"Uh-huh."
Zhou Qing accepted the scallion pancake with both hands.
The sound of a pig squealing came from the courtyard. Zhou Qing looked in the direction of the sound and saw a pig in the golden bowl. He couldn't help but exclaim, "There's actually a pig in here!"
Chu Peiran chuckled and joked, "This pig demon did something bad and is still undergoing reformation."
"The mage is truly amazing!"
Zhou Qing's eyes were filled with admiration.
Gui Chen divided the scallion pancake in his hand in half, and threw one half into the golden bowl to feed the pig demon.
The hermit of floating clouds said with a smile, "There's more in the kitchen. If you can't finish it, take it with you on the road."
"good!"
Qin Luo nodded with a smile.
As the clouds and mist dissipated, the fiery red morning sun shone into the courtyard. Chu Peiran carried his book box, Gui Chen held a golden alms bowl and a monk's staff, and Qin Luo held a scallion pancake in his hand.
Qin Luo and his companions waved goodbye to the Hermit of Floating Clouds and strolled leisurely toward Jiangling City.
Watching them walk away, Zhou Qing asked with some confusion, "Master, why were they walking?"
The Hermit of Floating Clouds chuckled and said, "Perhaps it's for cultivation, or to appreciate the scenery along the way. When I was young, I also wanted to travel all over the country, but it took me a lifetime to get here from Jiangling City. You can go out and travel in the future."
"Uh-huh."
Zhou Qing nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.
Fuyun Jushi picked up his fishing rod and left Yangxinzhai. When Zhou Qing was cleaning the room, he found the three books that Qin Luo and the others had given him on the most conspicuous table. He knew the value of these three books, but he did not look at them.
......
night.
Jiangling City was brightly lit.
Large boats adorned with lanterns were moored on the river.
Qin Luo and his group entered Jiangling City, where the streets were bustling with noise. "I didn't expect Jiangling City to be so lively at night."
Chu Peiran looked around and said, “Brother Dao, I’ve encountered a ghost market in the north. It was even more lively there, with demons dancing wildly.”
Gui Chen's ears twitched, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he smiled and said, "Brother Chu, weren't you going to invite us to listen to a piece of music?"
Chu Peiran saw the lively and bustling Qingyue Tower ahead and smiled. "Come on, I'll show you around."
Qin Luo and Gui Chen followed Chu Peiran into Qingyue Tower. A very tall stage was set up in the middle of the tower, where a fairy in red was dancing gracefully. Every smile and gesture was charming and captivating, and some audience members below the stage were drooling.
When the fairy in red saw Qin Luo and the others, her face immediately turned ugly, and fear filled the depths of her eyes.
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