"Fairy sister, I was wrong."
"You are a true dragon!"
Hua Ying was somewhat speechless.
The Vulcan mask exuded an aura of dominance and contained immense power, yet Qin Luo handed the mask to Jiang Li.
Jiang Nanxi's eyes widened, and even Jiang Li was stunned. She frowned and said, "Master Qin, since the Fire God Mask has chosen you, this mask belongs to you."
Qin Luo smiled and said, "I don't like wearing masks, so I'll return them to you."
The Vulcan Mask is a treasure that can revitalize a religion, but Qin Luo, after obtaining it, was willing to return it to the Witch Clan.
Jiang Nanxi's eyes were filled with admiration. No wonder her sister often mentioned Master Qin; he was truly a good person.
"Master Qin, thank you."
Jiang Li held out both hands, cradling the Vulcan mask.
Jiang Nanxi reached out to take it, but was glared at by Jiang Li, who said coldly, "Didn't I tell you? The mask of the gods cannot be touched lightly."
"oh oh."
Jiang Nanxi pouted.
"Master Qin, we've finally found you."
Zhu Guangming ran into the temple, "Master Qin, the whole roasted lamb is ready, we're just waiting for you."
Hearing that there was food, Xuan Qing's eyes lit up, and Qin Luo smiled and nodded, "Let's go."
When Zhu Guangming saw the Vulcan mask in Jiang Li's hand, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
After Qin Luo and the others left the temple, Jiang Nanxi remained inside. She bowed to the gods in the temple, but no one responded. Finally, she snorted and left dejectedly.
A bonfire was burning in the village.
When Qin Luo entered the village, it felt very deserted. Although the villagers in the mountains went to bed early, it was still unusually quiet. It was probably because the clan chief had ordered them to stay inside their houses and not come out.
Beside the campfire was a whole roasted lamb, its aroma filling the air. Around the lamb were plates with knives and chopsticks on either side, and plenty of fruit to cleanse the palate.
"Elder Chief!"
"Master Qin!"
Qin Luo and Zhu Yan greeted each other with smiles.
Holding the mask of the Fire God in his hands, Jiang Li said respectfully, "Grandpa Clan Chief, this is the mask that the Fire God dropped."
Zhu Yan was shocked. His Zhu family had worshipped the Fire God for so many years, but they had never gained the Fire God's approval. Now, however, the Fire God's mask was in Jiang Li's hands. He took the Fire God's mask with trembling hands and asked, "Ah Li, what's going on?"
Jiang Li answered truthfully, "Grandpa Clan Chief, this Fire God Mask was obtained by Daoist Qin. Daoist Qin didn't want it; he returned the Fire God Mask to us."
Zhu Yan was even more shocked. Even if only half of the Fire God Mask remained, it was still a treasure coveted by countless immortals.
"Master Qin, the God of Fire chose you. We won't mind if you take the God of Fire mask."
"Elder Chief, I have no use for the Fire God Mask. I hope you can make good use of it."
"Master Qin..."
Zhu Yan didn't know how to express her gratitude.
"Elder Chief, let's begin the feast." Qin Luo saw Xuan Qing wiping his drool and couldn't help but recall his junior sister's famous scene.
"Okay, okay!"
"Master Qin, please have a seat."
Zhu Yan wrapped the Vulcan mask in a cloth. "Guangming, you can keep this mask for now."
Zhu Guangming took the wrapped-up Vulcan mask, his hands trembling as he carefully tucked it into his pocket.
The Wu tribe's banquet involved sitting on the ground around a whole roasted lamb. Under the starry night, Hua Ying sat down next to Qin Luo, while Xuan Qing and Xiao Die sat cross-legged beside them.
Smelling the aroma of roasted mutton, Xuan Qing couldn't help but swallow. Qin Luo asked with a smile, "You read Buddhist scriptures every day, how come you still like to eat meat?"
Xuanqing scratched his head and said seriously, "Brother, the Buddhist scriptures don't say that you can't eat meat."
"Too."
Qin Luo smiled and nodded.
Zhu Yan personally bent down and cut the mutton. He placed a large piece of mutton leg on Qin Luo's plate, and then placed another piece of mutton leg on Hua Ying's plate. He said enthusiastically, "Master Qin, please have a taste."
Qin Luo picked up the small knife used for cutting meat, cut off a small piece to taste, and found the mutton to be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with juice still inside. "Elder Chief, this is the best roasted whole lamb I have ever eaten."
Zhu Yan was cutting meat for Xuan Qing when he asked with a smile, "Master Qin, have you ever eaten roasted whole lamb before?"
"No."
"Ha ha ha ha."
Xuanqing grabbed the ribs from the roasted whole lamb with his hands and started gnawing on them, even chewing the bones. Xiaodie, using a knife and chopsticks, also ate with great relish.
The flower shadows were savored slowly.
Jiang Li still wore a veil when she ate the whole roasted lamb. She lifted a piece of the veil and ate the chopped roasted lamb.
After hiding the fire god mask, Zhu Guangming returned to the campfire and sat down next to Jiang Li.
Zhu Yan raised a bowl of wine and said, "Master Qin, thank you for your help to the Wu Clan. This bowl of wine is a toast to you."
After saying that, Zhu Yan picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
Qin Luo also picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
Xuanqing was about to pick up a bowl of wine when Qin Luo reminded him, "Children shouldn't drink alcohol."
"hey-hey."
Xuanqing obediently put down the bowl.
"I'll serve you some soup."
Zhu Guangming brought Xuanqing a bowl of mutton soup.
"Thanks."
Xuanqing was very polite.
Jiang Li picked up a bowl of wine and said, "Master Qin, thank you for visiting Wushan. I toast you."
Qin Luo picked up a bowl of wine in response.
Xuanqing and Xiaodie picked up their bowls of mutton soup, but Huaying didn't pick up her bowl. She quietly ate her roasted mutton. Jiang Li and the others didn't dare to look directly at Huaying, let alone speak to her.
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