Jin Yan was honest and honest, and the people who came to Longhu Temple to offer incense and pray for blessings were not afraid when they saw him.
Some people say that he is the sacred beast that protects the mountain.
As the news about the mountain-protecting mythical beast spread, many people came to Longhu Temple to join in the fun and want to see their true appearance.
Half a month later.
A misty morning.
Jin Yan is cleaning the fallen leaves outside the Taoist temple.
Ziyue was carrying a bamboo basket with a smile on her face, "Junior brother, what do you want to eat? Senior sister will buy it for you."
Since coming to Longhu Temple, Jin Yan has been eating porridge every day and has lost a lot of weight. "Sister, can you bring me a banana?"
"no problem."
Ziyue waved and left.
"Junior brother, the Taoist temple is entrusted to you."
"Senior brother, I will take a good look at the Taoist temple."
Jin Yan's eyes were filled with confidence.
Qin Luo was also reassured that even if Jin Yan was in trouble, the door god and master would still be there at Longhu Temple.
Longhu Temple has been very busy recently, and Ziyue hasn't been shopping in the town for a long time. She hummed a little tune and jumped all the way, like a bird leaving its cage.
"Chewmi!"
The small dumpling fell on Qin Luo's shoulders.
"Boss, the stupid eagle from Baektu Peak is bullying my sister. Can you help me teach it a lesson?"
Baitou Peak is not far from Luoxia Peak.
There lives a golden eagle on the top of the mountain, which is the most powerful bird in the vicinity. Qin Luo often sees golden eagles circling in the sky.
Qin Luo stretched out his hand and pinched Xiaotuanzi's dull hair, raised it in front of his eyes and shook it, "You are not golden enough to fill the gap between your teeth. I think it is not interested in talking to you."
"Who said that, I am very meaty." Xiaotuanzi bulged out his round body, with a cunning light in his eyes, "Boss, there is a spiritual tree on Baitou Peak with many spiritual fruits on it. I will take you there. Go, it’ll be fifty-fifty by then.”
"Not interested in."
Qin Luo doesn't like to snatch good luck.
"You seven and I three."
"If you are bullied, I can help you. If you take the initiative to cause trouble, I will not help you."
Qin Luo shook the little dumpling.
Xiaotuanzi tilted his head, his small eyes full of doubts, "Boss, I heard from my grandma that cultivating immortals is going against heaven, fighting with heaven, earth, and people. How can you be indifferent to the world?"
"My nature is self-sufficient and I don't ask for anything from outside." Qin Luo doesn't like fighting and killing, he just wants to cultivate immortality quietly.
"Then I'll figure it out myself."
The little dumpling flapped its wings and left.
Qin Luo watched the little dumpling fly away and couldn't help but shake his head, "I hope this guy won't be beaten to death."
Baiyun Town.
Today is market day, the streets are very lively, and every house has a door god posted on its door.
"Boss, how do you sell candied haws on a stick?"
"Two strings for one penny, three strings for two penny."
"Then give me three skewers."
"Okay."
After buying the candied haws, Ziyue held up a bunch and said with a sweet smile: "Brother, this bunch is for you."
"I will not eat."
"Brother, take a bite."
Qin Luo looked at his junior sister's expectant eyes. He picked off a sugar-coated hawthorn fruit and put it into his mouth.
"Senior brother, is it delicious?"
"Unappetizing."
Ziyue was a little confused. She licked the candied haws. It was obviously very sweet. Why did her senior brother say it was not delicious?
Even the children on the roadside were almost crying.
There are free porridge shops on the street.
Many people lined up in front of the porridge shop.
"Wow, this porridge has so much rice and meat, and it's free." Ziyue looked envious.
When Zhao Qing'er saw Ziyue, she smiled and said, "Xiangu, if you want some porridge, I'll serve it to you."
"Thank you Miss Zhao for your kindness. I have money. Senior brother and I are going to have mutton soup." Ziyue grinned sweetly. She always remembered her senior brother's words and could not take advantage.
Zhao Qing'er covered her mouth and chuckled. She looked at Qin Luo and bowed: "Master Xian, if possible, I would like to move the free porridge shop to the vicinity of Longhu Temple. After all, free porridge in the town will affect other vendors' business. .”
"OK."
Qin Luo nodded in agreement.
The people in the mountains need help even more.
"Boss, please have two bowls of mutton soup."
Ziyue spoke loudly. She is now the housekeeper of Longhu Temple, and her pockets are full of money.
Qin Luo usually eats and drinks the dew, but does not eat the fireworks of the world. Since the junior sister ordered him a bowl of mutton soup, he couldn't waste it. He picked up the mutton soup and drank it.
"Senior brother, does it taste good?"
Ziyue's little face had a sweet smile.
"It tastes really good." Qin Luo couldn't help but praise, it is the smoke and fire in the world that most comforts the hearts of mortals.
With a simple smile on his face, the shopkeeper brought a plate of white buns and said, "Master Xian, if it's not enough, I'll give it to you again."
"That's enough, thank you boss."
"You're welcome."
The store owner smiled happily.
Every time Qin Luo and Ziyue come to drink mutton soup, the number of customers here will increase. After all, they can eat the same thing as the immortal master, and everyone feels that it is a good thing.
The steamed buns were steaming and had just been taken out of the stove. They could be eaten directly or soaked in the soup. Ziyue divided the steamed buns into two halves, eating half directly and soaking the other half in the soup.
Originally, Ziyue was planning to bring a bowl of mutton soup back to Jin Yan, but after thinking about what her master had said, eating meat was not good for cultivating immortals, and she didn't want to harm her junior brother, she didn't bring it.
After eating and drinking, Qin Luo and Ziyue continued shopping. They used to come to Baiyun Town mainly to purchase goods, but this time they came for consumption. Now Longhu Temple cooperates with Zhenbao Pavilion, and Wu Qingliu delivers incense and candles to Longhu from Jinyang City. View.
Ziyue shopped for a long time, but only bought a bunch of bananas. Qin Luo thought there was nothing she wanted, "There are too few things in Baiyun Town. We will go shopping in Jinyang City next time."
"Senior brother, I feel that many things are unnecessary." Ziyue grinned stupidly. She didn't want to spend money randomly and felt that except for food and drink, nothing else was important.
Qin Luo smiled and nodded.
He can rest assured that his junior sister is in charge of money.
At the end of the shopping trip, Ziyue bought a box of needlework and thread for a penny, planning to go back and mend old clothes.
Finished shopping.
Qin Luo and Ziyue returned to Longhu Temple. There were not many things in their backpacks, but Ziyue felt very happy.
Halfway through the road, the sound of gongs and drums came from behind, "The county magistrate is on his way out, people waiting for him should get out of the way."
Zhou Dapeng was lying leisurely with his back on a bamboo chair. Two strong men were carrying the bamboo chair. In front of him, there was a government servant who played a gong to clear the way, and in the middle there was a government servant holding a parasol.
The road in the mountains was already very narrow, so Qin Luo and Ziyue could only stand in other people's fields to avoid it.
Ziyue looked at the fat county magistrate weighing more than three hundred pounds on the bamboo chair, and couldn't help but feel sorry for the two strong men responsible for carrying the bamboo chair.
Cao Mang saw that it was Qin Luo and quickly reminded him: "Sir, those two are immortal masters from Longhu Temple."
Zhou Dapeng woke up suddenly.
"Stop, stop, stop!"
The bamboo chair fell to the ground, and Zhou Dapeng straightened his clothes. He quickly stepped forward to apologize, "Two immortal masters, my subordinates are ignorant and have offended me. Please forgive me."
The government officials who sounded the gong to clear the way were frightened. They were actually immortal cultivators. What was even more outrageous was that the two immortal masters really gave way to them. Who would believe it?
"It doesn't matter."
Qin Luo didn't mind.
Zhou Dapeng was a little curious, "Two immortal masters, why are you walking?"
in his impression.
Powerful immortal cultivators can fly, and even ordinary ones can fly with swords without having to walk on their feet.
Qin Luo looked indifferent, "Master tells us to keep our feet on the ground. Walking is considered practice."
"I see."
Zhou Dapeng thought they couldn't fly, "I am the county magistrate of Jinyang City, and I am about to go to Longhu Temple to visit Master Zhang. I wonder if I can go with the two immortal masters?"
"sure."
Qin Luo had no reason to refuse.
He and Ziyue continued to move forward.
Ziyue carried a bamboo basket and picked wild flowers along the roadside, and her clear laughter echoed in the mountains.
Zhou Dapeng followed, panting after walking a few miles, and was finally carried into Longhu Temple.
"Junior brother, these are for you."
Ziyue gave two bunches of candied haws to Jin Yan and bought him a bunch of bananas.
"Thank you, senior sister."
This was the first time Jin Yan ate candied haws on a stick. He used to see the children in the village eating candied haws, and he was very envious at that time.
Qin Luo came to the depths of the Taoist temple and stood outside the door, "Master, County Magistrate Zhou came to Longhu Temple and wants to see you."
Zhang Fulong was sleeping soundly. When he heard that the county magistrate was coming, he was frightened. He didn't know what the magistrate was doing here. He was afraid of showing his flaws. He said in a deep voice: "Disciple, at the critical moment when you are practicing as a master, you can't be distracted." , the Taoist temple is in your charge, don’t be afraid of the county magistrate, and fight for the master if something happens."
"Disciple understands."
Qin Luo turned and left.
In the room, Zhang Fulong has packed his bags. There is a secret passage in his room that allows him to leave Longhu Temple.
Zhou Dapeng was sitting in the pavilion, thinking about how to negotiate with Zhang Fulong. Cao Mang stood beside him.
Ziyue brought them a cup of tea.
Zhou Dapeng was flattered. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He enjoyed it very much and felt as if he was in a state of ecstasy. "Xiao Xiangu, most people can't drink this tea, right?"
"Drink whatever you want."
"That bucket is full of tea."
Ziyue pointed to the wooden barrel placed in the corner of the Taoist temple. They would boil a large barrel of tea every day for the people who offered incense and prayed for blessings. At this time, the government officials were drinking tea nearby.
Zhou Dapeng's face was twitching. He thought the county magistrate would get preferential treatment, but he didn't expect it to be the same as ordinary people.
Qin Luo came to the pavilion. He sat directly opposite Zhou Dapeng, with a calm expression on his face, "County Magistrate Zhou, my master is in retreat. If you have anything, you can tell me."
Zhou Dapeng invited Zhang Fulong to the county government, but Zhang Fulong didn't have time. Now he came to visit Longhu Temple in person, but Zhang Fulong still didn't have time. It seemed that he didn't take him seriously at all.
He can only talk to Qin Luo now.
"Immortal Master, it is forbidden to confer gods in Daxia. The Daxia Dynasty does not interfere with the Immortal Sect on the mountain. Likewise, the Immortal Sect cannot affect the people below the mountain. This is a rule that everyone has abided by for thousands of years. Can the door god of Longhu Temple be abolished? Lose."
Usually the earth god is in the mountains and there are not many people worshiping it, so the court will not care. But the door gods of Longhu Temple are all over Jinyang City and there are many believers. If the court and Si Tianjian know about it, Zhou Dapeng, who is the county magistrate, will definitely be punished. .
Qin Luo had heard about it, and he had nothing to fear. Anyway, he had his master in charge, "I am the door god, and I will bear all the consequences. If anyone disagrees, come to me."
Zhou Dapeng said in a deep voice: "Master Immortal, there are many immortal sects in Daxia, but no one dares to challenge the imperial power of Daxia."
Qin Luo looked calm, with a sharp light in his eyes, "We at Longhu Temple are different from them."
This is what Zhang Fulong said to Qin Luo.
Zhou Dapeng swallowed his saliva, the immortal cultivators from Longhu Temple actually dared to challenge the Daxia Dynasty.
"Master Immortal, if Si Tianjian knows that the people of Jinyang City believe in the mountain god of Longhu Temple, they will definitely massacre the city, and then everyone will definitely be devastated."
Zhou Dapeng sighed.
Even Cao Mang looked shocked after hearing this.
In the depths of Qin Luo's eyes, the yin and yang energy flowed, as if it could swallow all things. "If the city is to be slaughtered because of faith, I think there is no need for the Daxia Dynasty to exist."
Cao Mang's scalp went numb after hearing this.
It's even more exaggerated than Si Tianjian's massacre of the city.
Zhou Dapeng was so scared that he dared not speak. The Daxia Dynasty was the most powerful dynasty in the East. Even the old monsters from the top immortal sect did not say this.
