In the blink of an eye.
Half a month has passed.
A few days ago, the Taoist temple was bustling with activity, but recently it has returned to its usual quiet state. Whenever he has time, Qin Luo goes to the inner courtyard to cultivate, as he has already mastered the seventy-two spells in the book.
early morning.
The backyard of the Taoist temple.
Ziyue is drinking porridge.
Qin Luo is chopping wood.
Zhang Fulong, with his hands behind his back, said with a smile, "Disciple, Master Zhao wants to discuss the renovation of the Taoist temple with me today. You will go to Chenjiagou in my place."
Yesterday, Chen Xingzhou from Chenjiagou came to Longhu Temple and spent a lot of money to invite Zhang Fulong to perform a ritual to help the souls of the deceased pass on.
"Master, but I don't know how to perform rituals."
Qin Luo didn't know how to operate it.
"Performing rituals is very simple. With your current cultivation level, you can send the departed souls on their way. Who would dare disobey you?"
Zhang Fulong raised an eyebrow.
He wanted to trick Qin Luo into going to Chenjiagou.
Since his master acknowledged his cultivation level, Qin Luo no longer hesitated. "Alright, I'll go to Chenjiagou right now."
"Master, I want to go too."
Zi Yue looked at Zhang Fulong with anticipation.
What are you going to do?
"I'm going to the banquet."
Ziyue blinked her big eyes.
Zhang Fulong thought for a moment, and decided that if Ziyue went to the banquet, it would save food for the Taoist temple. "Listen to your senior brother on the way."
"Yes, Master!"
Zi Yue nodded repeatedly.
Her face was full of innocent smiles.
Chenjiagou is located deep in the mountains south of Luoxia Peak, far from here. Qin Luo and Ziyue went down the mountain early.
Leave the Taoist temple.
The purple moon is like a bird that has gained its freedom.
She skipped and hopped along the road, waving foxtail grass in her hand and humming a song, with the gentle breeze as her companion.
Seeing his junior sister so happy, Qin Luo was equally pleased. Children's world is always carefree. He continued to study the spells in the book, following behind at a leisurely pace.
It is near Chenjiagou.
There are cultivated fields in the mountains.
An old man carrying pig feed walked onto the road. He was dressed in coarse cloth, thin, and his face was wrinkled like the bark of a withered tree. "Are you two immortal masters?"
Zi Yue proudly raised her head and answered first, "That's right, we are from Longhu Temple, and he is my senior brother."
"Are they going to Chenjiagou?"
"My senior brother is going to perform a ritual to help the souls of the dead pass away."
"well!"
The old man sighed repeatedly.
"Old man, why are you sighing?"
Qin Luo noticed that he seemed to have something to say.
The old man couldn't help but sigh, "It's all the mountain god's fault, causing the death of Chen Xingzhou's son. What a pity for that child."
"Mountain God?"
Qin Luo frowned slightly.
He came to help the souls of the dead find peace.
Unexpectedly, this matter involved the mountain god.
"The mountain god is in the Black Mountain ahead." The old man pointed to the Black Mountain not far away, with Chenjiagou at its foot.
Zi Yue looked at Black Mountain, a chill running down her spine. She said weakly, "Senior brother, it looks so eerie there."
"Don't be afraid."
Qin Luo gently rubbed Zi Yue's head.
Upon arriving at Chenjiagou, the old man carried pig feed home. Qin Luo and Zi Yue arrived at Chen Xingzhou's house. A white cloth was hanging in front of the Chen family's house, and gongs and drums were being played in the courtyard.
Upon seeing Qin Luo dressed in a Taoist robe, Chen Xingzhou came out to greet him. His hair was white, and his eyes were swollen from crying. He frowned deeply and asked, "Why didn't Master Zhang come?"
Qin Luo bowed to express his apology, "Old man, my master had something to attend to, so he couldn't come to Chenjiagou."
"Immortal Master, do you know how to perform rituals?" Chen Xingzhou asked with doubt in his eyes, clearly not believing in Qin Luo's abilities.
Zi Yue raised her head proudly and said, "Grandpa, my senior brother is very powerful, so you can rest assured."
Qin Luo noticed a young man dressed as a scholar standing next to Chen Xingzhou. He immediately recognized him as a ghost and said calmly, "What grievances do you have? You can tell me."
Chen Xingzhou turned his head.
He saw nothing.
Zi Yue quickly hid behind Qin Luo, knowing that her senior brother must have seen something unclean.
The young scholar was equally shocked. He hadn't expected Qin Luo to be able to see him. He immediately cupped his hands in greeting and said, "Immortal Master, my name is Chen Chang'an. I was killed by the Mountain God."
Why did the mountain god harm you?
Qin Luo continued to ask.
Chen Xingzhou's eyes widened. Could it be that the young immortal master in front of him was talking to my son?
Chen Chang'an's eyes were filled with anger. "The people of Chenjiagou have worshipped the mountain god of Black Mountain for generations. Recently, the mountain god suddenly appeared and asked us to sacrifice a pair of children. If we do not sacrifice them, he will release a plague to punish us."
"The people of Chenjiagou dared not offend the mountain god. They wanted to choose two children by drawing lots. I didn't want to see this happen, so I took a hoe and went to Black Mountain, intending to fight the mountain god to the death. But I encountered a demonic wind on the way and rolled down the mountain, dying on the spot."
He died before achieving his goal.
Qin Luo could see Chen Chang'an's helplessness.
"Please, Immortal Master, save the children of Chenjiagou. In my next life, I am willing to be your ox or horse to repay your kindness." Chen Chang'an knelt before Qin Luo, this was the last thing he could do for his fellow villagers.
Qin Luo nodded.
He was willing to go into the mountains to take a look.
Chen Xingzhou was somewhat at a loss. "Immortal Master, may I ask who you are speaking to?"
"Chen Chang'an."
"What! That's my son!"
Chen Xingzhou was heartbroken. He touched the air around him, tears streaming down his face. "Chang'an! It's all my fault for not stopping you back then! It's all my fault!"
"Father, it is your unfilial son who has failed to take care of you in your old age." Chen Chang'an knelt down in front of Chen Xingzhou and kowtowed.
Chen Xingzhou couldn't hear or see anything; only Qin Luo could. He could only shake his head helplessly.
"Junior sister, wait for me here."
"Senior brother, where are you going?"
"Let's go to Montenegro and take a look."
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