After Descending the Mountain, Seven Big Brothers Spoil Me - Chapter 560

Chapter 560: Quite Sudden
Upon hearing the voice, Zhouzhou turned his head and, upon seeing the person approaching, his eyes lit up instantly. “Chu Xun!”

Chu Xun strode forward, respectfully bowing. “Temple Master.”

He was a disciple of Baiyun Temple. When Zhouzhou took over Baiyun Temple, he was the first to come forward and acknowledge Zhouzhou’s identity. Baiyun Temple is now under his management.

Zhouzhou exclaimed with delight, “What brings you here?”

Xuanzhen Temple isn’t in Jing City, so seeing him here surprised Zhouzhou a bit.

Chu Xun explained, “There’s a Taoist exchange nearby, so I came to listen. Baiyun Temple and Xuanzhen Temple have some relations. Hearing that the temple master of Xuanzhen Temple is unwell, I came to visit. I didn’t expect to encounter you here. What brings you here, Temple Master?”

Upon hearing this, Zhouzhou said, “I came to see their temple master too.”

Pointing with his chubby paw, Zhouzhou complained unabashedly, “He wouldn’t let us in.”

Chu Xun’s face fell upon hearing this.

Although Zhouzhou was young, Chu Xun had witnessed his abilities firsthand. In Chu Xun’s mind, his temple master was the most formidable person.

He asked solemnly, “Is Xuanzhen Temple intends to turn against Sanqing Temple and Baiyun Temple?”

Upon hearing this, Shouren’s eyes widened.

He knew that Baiyun Temple’s temple master was still a child, but he hadn’t expected it to be Zhouzhou, and alongside Luo Jin.

Baiyun Temple was one thing, but the trouble was that she was also a disciple of Sanqing Temple.

And those from Sanqing Temple were fiercely protective of their own. If they were to find out…

Cold sweat beaded on his forehead as he immediately bowed, “It’s a misunderstanding. I didn’t recognize you as the temple master just now. My apologies.”

“My master is inside. Allow me to escort you in.”

“However, …” His gaze fell on Luo Jin, feigning hesitation. “However, he’s someone who was expelled from our Xuanzhen Temple. If my master sees him, it might worsen his condition.”

Anticipating his response, Luo Jin retrieved something from his pocket and tossed it to him.

It was just a piece of paper, but upon seeing its contents, Shouren’s expression changed drastically.

It was a handwritten letter from the master, summoning him back.

Since it was the master’s request, as his successor, he couldn’t defy it.

Lowering his eyelids to conceal his reluctance, Shouren smiled, “Very well, I’ll lead you in.”

With that, he turned and led the way, but as he glanced back, his expression darkened, and he clenched his fists tightly at his side.

That old coot was clearly biased!

Watching his retreating figure, Zhouzhou furrowed his brow.

Monastics were supposed to be calm and detached, but this person exuded hostility, lacking any grace. It left a bad impression on her.

Most importantly…

Zhouzhou’s gaze subtly swept over the faintly visible extra aura around him, her lips pressing into a thin line, a hint of ferocity flashing in her eyes.

She hadn’t expected to find such dubious practices within the Taoist community, apart from those of the demonic sects. It was an insult to their tradition!

The young girl was seething, but Luo Jin seemed accustomed to it, patting Zhouzhou’s head to pacify her.

After all, he had been expelled because of a Luck Change Talisman.

With their own thoughts, they silently arrived at a courtyard.

Shouren turned and said, “The master is here.”

With that, he pushed open the door, and a strong medicinal scent wafted out, bitter to the core.

Zhouzhou glanced at Luo Jin subconsciously, seeing him suppress a grimace, then suddenly reached for his hand.

As their hands touched, Luo Jin looked down to meet the young girl’s gaze. He patted her lightly on the back, indicating that she need not fear, he would support her.

Luo Jin couldn’t help but smirk at the sight of the girl about to utter “dad.” However, his smile vanished instantly as he swiftly covered her mouth, pushing the word back in.

She needed to stay quiet!

His head ached a bit as he looked at Zhouzhou, who was insistent on finding him a father.

He wasn’t lacking in love, really.

Zhouzhou blinked innocently at him.

There’s a kind of fatherhood that Zhouzhou thinks he needs.

Luo Jin shifted his gaze away, his aura emanating, making him seem formidable, hoping to deter the girl from thinking he’s weak.

Sure enough, seeing him like this, Zhouzhou felt reassured, no longer mentioning finding him a father. She simply took his hand and stepped over the threshold, heading inside.

Chu Xun hurriedly opened the door.

As Zhouzhou entered, he turned and looked straight toward the bed.

At this moment, with the curtains drawn, the person on the bed was clearly visible.

Emaciated, skeletal, with a heavy aura of death between his brows, it seemed he wouldn’t live much longer.

That was Zhouzhou’s first impression.

Luo Jin naturally noticed it too.

He looked at his former master, remembering the last time they met, when he was still vigorous, wielding his whip with force, causing much pain.

Now, even breathing seemed difficult for him.

Memories flooded Luo Jin’s mind—joy, sorrow, the scenes of his master holding him as a child, teaching him, and the cold-hearted expulsion from the sect.

Like a revolving lantern, they flashed before him. Luo Jin took a deep breath, but his emotions remained unsettled.

As if sensing the movement, the person on the bed slowly opened his eyes. Upon seeing Luo Jin, his eyes brightened, and his emaciated hand reached out to him, calling his name with difficulty.

Seeing this, Luo Jin’s gaze became complicated. After a few seconds, he approached, squatting in front of him. However, he didn’t extend his hand, merely gazing silently at him.

Seeing his disciple, who he had raised, the old man knew full well that resentment still lingered in his heart.

He sighed deeply, forcing himself to say, “Seeing that you’ve been repentant and become a better person, I can rest assured.”

Upon hearing this, Luo Jin’s pupils dilated slightly. The next moment, he smirked sarcastically, stood up directly, and walked away without looking back.

So, until today, he still thought he was the one who did it!

He knew he shouldn’t have come back today!

He walked away quickly, Zhouzhou tried to catch up with a few steps, but then turned back to the bed, staring at the old man for a while.

Seeing him still looking puzzled, she shook her head gently, with a hint of helplessness.

That expression was just like the one her master had when he caught her stealing buns in the middle of the night!

However, at this moment, Zhouzhou didn’t feel touched. On the contrary, she was a little angry.

Brother Fox didn’t do anything wrong.

Why did he say that?

He’s not her master, just her great-grandson. Zhouzhou wasn’t going to indulge him either, she said directly, “Silly grandson, why are you still misunderstanding Brother Fox? That talisman wasn’t drawn by him at all.”

Upon hearing this, the old man was stunned. “Who are you?”

Zhouzhou patted her chest and said, “I’m Qin Caicai, the temple master of Baiyun Temple and a member of Sanqing Temple. According to seniority, you should call me grandmother.”

After some thought, Zhouzhou added, “Brother Fox is my brother. Since you’ve kicked him out, you should call him grandfather now.”

“In the future, be polite to your grandfather and don’t wrong him again. Remember?”

The old man, who could have a banquet as soon as he turned eighty, was utterly confused: “???”

How did he suddenly become younger?