Xuanqing built a snowman under the courtyard wall.
Every day when Jin Yan gets up to work, Xuan Qing gets up with him, while Zi Yue and the others are still sleeping in bed.
Zhu Xian followed Qin Luo to the depths of the Taoist temple.
Qin Luo found Xuan Qing, patted its head, and whispered, "Fairy Sister sent her to pick you up and take you to the capital."
Hua Ying had told Xuan Qing that she wanted him to become the guardian deity of the Great Xia Dynasty. Although she knew she would have to leave sooner or later, she was very reluctant to part with him when the time came.
Qin Luo said softly, "I'll go call Little Dumpling."
Xuanqing shook his head repeatedly, fighting back tears, and whispered, "No need! Let them rest well!"
"I'll listen to you."
Qin Luo escorted Xuan Qing to the outside of the Taoist temple.
After leaving the Taoist temple, Xuanqing suddenly hugged Qin Luo and burst into tears. Qin Luo gently patted Xuanqing's head and said softly, "If they treat you badly, come back."
Zhu Xian couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Don't worry, we'll enshrine Him. It'll definitely be better than keeping Him at the Dragon Tiger Temple."
"Big brother, thank you for taking care of me!"
Xuanqing said, his voice trembling with tears.
Qin Luo rubbed its head. "All good things must come to an end. This is the first step in growing up. I hope that when we meet again, you will be able to stand on your own!"
"Uh-huh!"
Xuan Qing nodded heavily.
Jin Yan also came to the outside of the Taoist temple to say goodbye to Xuan Qing. He patted Xuan Qing on the shoulder with a simple and honest smile, "Xuan Qing, I hid some monkey wine in the mountains. Little Tuanzi doesn't know. When you come back, we'll drink it together."
"Thank you, Brother Monkey!"
"We'll play rock-paper-scissors then."
Xuanqing wiped away his tears and said with a smile.
Golden Horn looked at Xuan Qing with reluctance in his eyes, after all, Xuan Qing had given him the Dragon Blood Stone and the Spirit Fruit.
Xuanqing originally wanted Qin Luo to pass on a message to Xiaotuanzi and the others, but not wanting to upset them, he ultimately couldn't speak and took off into the air with Zhu Xian.
Qin Luo and the others watched Xuan Qing leave.
Wu Xuantian said gratefully, "Thank you, Daoist Master."
"Old Wu, you'll have a lot of responsibility from now on."
"Please rest assured, Daoist Master."
Qin Luo was naturally trustworthy, after all, Wu Xuantian had previously guarded the Heavenly Gate of the Ancient Heavenly Court.
When Lin Jia'er woke up, she went to the yard and saw the snowman that Xuan Qing had built, but she couldn't find Xuan Qing. She thought he was playing hide-and-seek again.
Xiaodie was sweeping the snow in the yard.
Lin Jia'er ran around the Taoist temple but couldn't find Xuan Qing anywhere. She could only ask Qin Luo for help, "Uncle Qin, have you seen Brother Xuan Qing?"
"He went to the capital."
Upon hearing this, Lin Jia'er froze on the spot, pursed her lips, and asked, "When will He return?"
As the guardian deity of the Great Xia Dynasty, Xuanqing will only stay in the safest place, which is the capital of the Great Xia Dynasty. "When you grow up, you can go to the capital of the Great Xia Dynasty to see Him!"
Lin Jia'er covered her eyes with her arm, finding it hard to accept. Qin Luo reached out and rubbed her head.
When Xiao Tuanzi learned that Xuan Qing had left, she hugged Lin Jia'er, who had been heartbroken for a long time, and comforted her, "Jia'er, the Great Protector will always be with you. If you study hard at Jinghu Academy, you will have the opportunity to go to the capital of Daxia in the future. Zi Yue's younger brother is studying in the capital of Daxia."
"Really?"
"Of course it's true!"
"I will study hard!"
There was light in Lin Jia'er's eyes.
Qin Luo nodded with satisfaction. The little dumpling was always laughing and joking, but she was very sensible when it mattered.
...
The main hall of the Taoist temple.
Qin Luo looked at the Book of Songs.
Lin Jia'er sat next to him doing her homework.
The little girl sat under the table reading a comic book. When she came across something funny, she covered her mouth, afraid to laugh out loud and disturb Lin Jia'er while she was doing her homework.
Jin Yan and Cai Xia were reading Buddhist scriptures. Cai Xia was talking and Jin Yan was listening. Xiao Die was sweeping the snow outside. The little black cat was lying on the courtyard wall, covered in white snow, like a statue.
With the recent heavy snowfall, few people come to the Taoist temple to offer incense and pray for blessings, making the temple very quiet.
A boy carrying a sack walked into the Longhu Temple. Qin Luo looked outside the hall and saw Chen Youyu.
When Qin Luo and the others left the Chen family, they had refused Chen Youyu's offer to deliver grain. They never expected that he would carry grain to Longhu Temple on such a cold day.
It's freezing cold; it would take at least ten days to half a month to walk there, and even by horse-drawn carriage it would take two or three days.
Qin Luo immediately stood up, went into the courtyard, shook his head and sighed softly, "You must have had a long journey!"
"Immortal Master! I'm not tired!"
Chen Youyu had frostbite on his face. He blushed and said, "Immortal Master, I've come to offer incense and pray for blessings. I'd also like to donate a bag of grain to Longhu Temple."
"Let's rest in the hall first."
Jin Yan brought Chen Youyu a bowl of ginger soup.
"Please have a bowl of ginger soup first, benefactor."
"Thank you, Immortal Master!"
Chen Youyu placed the grain at the entrance of the main hall of the Taoist temple. He took the ginger soup, gulped it down, and felt much warmer. His previously tired body was able to relax.
Caixia brought him a stool.
"You should rest for a while."
"Thank you, little fairy!"
Lin Jia'er glanced at Chen Youyu, scratched her head, and then continued to do her homework diligently.
Chen Youyu sat in the hall to rest.
Qin Luo asked curiously, "How did you get here?"
Chen Youyu grinned and said, "There are caravans in the village that go to Jinyang City. I walked here from Jinyang City."
Qin Luo looked at his frostbitten face, which must have been exposed to the elements while sitting in the back of the truck with the cargo. "I'll go find you some medicine. Sit down for a while."
"Immortal Master, it's alright, it's just a minor issue."
Chen Youyu waved his hands repeatedly.
Qin Luo smiled and said, "It's a small matter for me."
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