"Your master may be very powerful. Even the Dao Ancestor suffered a great calamity when he was conferred the title of God. How could he be stronger than the Dao Ancestor?"
"Thank you for the reminder, senior."
Qin Luo knew that the purple-haired fairy was doing it for his own good, and that if there was any trouble, he would ask his master for help.
...
Qin Luo left the mountaintop.
Today is the Red Moon Festival, when every household worships their ancestors. Qin Luo encountered a family worshipping their ancestors at the foot of the mountain. The middle-aged man in brocade robes was burning paper money in front of the grave with his children.
Qin Luo happened to be passing by.
"Immortal Master!"
The middle-aged man in brocade robes greeted him warmly.
Qin Luo nodded with a smile.
"Immortal Master, do you have a moment?"
Qin Luo had plenty of time, so he asked with a smile, "Is there something you need?"
The middle-aged man in brocade robes said respectfully, "Immortal Master, my name is Zheng Yuan, and I am the owner of Xiangmanlou Restaurant in Jinyang City. May I ask how the feng shui is here?"
"The feng shui here is not bad," Qin Luo replied with a smile, thinking the other party had something very important to say.
Zheng Yuan was puzzled. He said with a face full of doubt, "This year, Xiangmanlou's business is not good. I went to Longhu Temple to have my fortune told, but Master Zhang said that the feng shui of my family's ancestral graves is not good."
Qin Luo carefully observed the feng shui of this place. He felt that the feng shui here was not bad. With his master's strength, he should not have made a mistake. "Perhaps this is not your family's ancestral grave."
"How could that be? This is my own father."
Qin Luo said seriously, "Good feng shui can enhance the fortune of future generations, but the effect is limited. If business is not good, you should look for the reasons in the management of the restaurant."
"Thank you for your trouble, Immortal Master."
The middle-aged man in brocade robes had a dark expression.
Qin Luo shook his head and continued walking forward.
Zheng Yuan continued burning paper money, the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. "Father, could it be that I really was someone you picked up?"
...
Shuanghe Village.
Ziyue had just hung up the washed clothes to dry when Dahuang lay in the yard, and Zifeng was tugging at Dahuang's tail.
The scene in the courtyard was particularly heartwarming.
Zi Mu and Su Rong went to town to buy things, leaving only the siblings at home. As soon as Qin Luo approached the yard, Zi Yue noticed his arrival and said, "Senior brother, you're here."
A gentle breeze swept over me.
Ziyue excitedly ran over.
Qin Luo opened his Qiankun bag, took out the peaches inside, smiled, and said softly, "These are peaches I picked in the mountains. I brought them for you to try."
"Thank you, senior brother."
Zi Yue beamed with joy. She carried the peaches into the house to wash them, then brought out a stool and a table, her little face full of sweet smiles. "Senior brother, please sit down."
Qin Luo sat on a bench.
"Senior...Senior Brother."
Zifeng came closer, grinning foolishly.
"Zifeng, don't disturb your senior brother." Ziyue's face was serious, and Zifeng nodded obediently, like a chick pecking at rice.
Qin Luo reached out and gently pinched Zi Feng's cheek. "Little Feng, do you want to cultivate immortality at the Dragon Tiger Temple in the future?"
"Does cultivating immortality involve eating meat?"
"No."
"My mom said I can eat meat when I go to school."
"Then you must study hard."
"Uh-huh."
Zi Feng wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth.
"Senior brother, please have some tea. This is tea from our family's tea plantation." Ziyue brought Qin Luo a cup of freshly brewed tea.
Qin Luo picked up the teacup and tasted it. The tea had a light, refreshing fragrance, but it was very pleasant to drink. "This tea is good."
Zi Yue's face was full of pride as she smiled sweetly and said, "Senior brother, when we return to the Taoist temple, I will make you tea every day."
"OK."
Qin Luo smiled and agreed.
Ziyue put the washed peaches into a basket, and Zifeng followed behind her, wanting to eat the peaches.
"Senior brother, the peaches are washed clean."
Qin Luo smiled slightly and said softly, "Junior Sister, I've eaten a lot, you guys eat."
Upon hearing this, Ziyue handed the basket to Zifeng, who took the big, red peaches with a simple, honest smile. "Hehe, thank you, sister, thank you, senior brother."
"Remember, don't waste it."
"Okay."
There were still many peaches in the basket. Ziyue noticed a small, golden fruit in the basket. It looked unremarkable. She picked it up and examined it carefully, thinking that it was a fruit picked by her senior brother and must be edible.
Qin Luo hadn't noticed that he had placed this golden spiritual fruit with the peach, intending it for Zi Yue. It was just a coincidence that Zi Yue found it.
Zi Yue put the golden spirit fruit in her mouth, chewed it, and then swallowed it. "The taste is so strange!"
Right after eating the spiritual fruit, Zi Yue felt unwell, as if her internal organs were on fire. Afraid of worrying her senior brother, she endured the pain without making a sound.
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