Ascended to become a virtual idol

The proprietress nodded again and again, "Don't worry, I will take good care of A Yu."

She looked at the sleeping A Yu, "She died a terrible death, and was used by demons after her death. Now I have cleaned up almost everything on her body, but I can't take her with me at any time, I can only put her here , as soon as the demon is eliminated, the last link on her body will be completely disconnected, so that she can go to reincarnation with peace of mind."

The proprietress nodded first, and then became a little worried, "I, can I do it, I'm powerless..."

"Fan has spirit, you have devoted all your life to making so many fans, they will protect you, not to mention the fan I left behind will be with you."

Looking into Yan Qiao's eyes, the proprietress turned her head with surprise and understanding, "I'm not a human anymore, so it's not surprising what happened."

This is also one of the reasons why Yan Qiao chose her. She devoted her whole life to the fan, and what she gave would naturally be rewarded, so her embroidery shop was the only one in the whole town that stood out the most.

A spirit was born from the fan inside, guarding her and the shop.

The proprietress, who had regained her sobriety, clearly felt the difference in the embroidery shop. She raised her head unconsciously and saw someone secretly watching from outside the guest room.

Yan Qiao turned around and waved, "Come in, your master is already awake."

The door was opened a crack, and a three or four-year-old girl with braids came over cautiously. She hid behind Yan Qiao shyly and peeped over.

"She, she is..." The proprietress really stuttered now.

"This is the spirit born from your fan." Yan Qiao took the little girl by the hand, "Go, she is the one who created you, don't be afraid, don't you really want her to hug you too?"

The little girl plucked up the courage to look up, "I, I am Taozhi, the name you gave me."

"Peach branch," she murmured, her eyes widened suddenly, "You are, you are Taozhi," she was a little excited, "I always thought you lost it."

Taozhi is the most perfect round fan she made. At that time, the color of the embroidery thread was not enough, but it happened at a critical moment, so she dyed the embroidery thread with her own blood, and sewed it on it bit by bit. Unexpectedly...

Tao Zhi quickly shook her head, "No, I'm just afraid that you will be shocked when you see me."

The proprietress pulled her over, "You are my first fan and my last fan. You are the most perfect existence in this life. You are like my child. How could I be afraid of you."

Taozhi was held in her arms, and she pursed her lips happily, "I have been with you for too long, and then I gave birth to wisdom because of your love and belief, and I gave birth to a soul through your blood. Just when I was about to transform, something happened in Silang Town."

"Fortunately, fortunately I met you." She has no children, and the fan is her child in her heart, especially Taozhi is her sustenance and the destination of her heart.

Thinking of this, she immediately raised her head, and looked at Yan Qiao apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't remember that at the time, I promised to make you a fan but forgot that I had already made an oath..."

Yan Qiao laughed when she heard that, "Actually, that's also an excuse for me to get close to you, and I already have a fan that I like."

She raised her hand slightly, and the fan carefully kept in the box by the proprietress flew out and landed in her hand. Yan Qiao stroked the fan, "It is my partner, and I made it myself."

The landlady breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good," she patted Taozhi's head.

Yan Qiao glanced at the sky outside, "A Yu, please, I will let Jinghong stay here."

"Don't worry, I will protect Master and A Yu," Tao Zhi assured, patting his chest.

Jinghong floated in front of the two of them, as if telling Yan Qiao to rest assured.

When Yan Qiao went out from the embroidery shop, the rain seemed to be getting heavier. She stood under the eaves, holding an umbrella in her hand, and looked up at the dark sky.

Inside the homestay, the two of Xianniang were a little surprised when they saw the sudden heavy rain, "Si Lang still has such a heavy rain."

Li Xian stood by the window, "I don't know what happened to Senior Sister."

Cuiyun comforted her, "Master Uncle is so powerful that nothing will happen."

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Xianniang raised her head and glanced at the two of them, "There is nothing unusual about the places I went to, how about the two of you."

Cuiyun hurriedly said, "There is a strange well, but the smell there is too cold. We can't even get close to it. If it weren't for being a ghost cultivator with good eyesight, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to see clearly."

Xianniang frowned, "It seems that we can only talk about it when Yan Qiao comes back."

Li Xian withdrew her gaze, "That's the only way to go, otherwise, with the three of us, I'm afraid it won't be so easy."

"That well gave me a very unique feeling," Cuiyun expressed her feelings.

Xianniang immediately asked, "How do you feel?"

Cuiyun frowned, "Very flustered, very cold, very painful, and very hungry. When I looked at it, I always felt that I was going to be pulled in at any time. If Master was not with me at that time, I might really Desperate to be led over."

At this time, the tourists in Silang Town panicked, "Why is the rain getting heavier and heavier, let's play again tomorrow, I heard that tomorrow will be sunny."

Pedestrians hurried to avoid the sudden heavy rain, and the bean-sized raindrops fell on the ground. Yan Qiao walked in with an umbrella. Her pace was unhurried, which formed a sharp contrast with the panicked crowd.

When crossing the bridge, there was no one there. She walked down slowly, but suddenly stopped, and saw a young man in brocade clothes looking at her quietly.

Yan Qiao raised her head slightly, and was about to leave with her umbrella in hand, but saw the young man slowly approaching her, the raindrops did not fall on him at all.

Yan Qiao looked calm, "You are blocking the way."

The boy, Wan Han, looked at her and suddenly laughed, "It's really interesting, it's a pleasure to meet you."

The rain was dripping, and the two stood facing each other for a long time. Wan Han was the first to lose the battle, and slowly moved away, "Please."

Yan Qiao left without hesitation, and Wan Han looked at her back with a look of complexity in his eyes.

The rain and mist rose, and a figure slowly appeared, "Master, do you want to kill her?"

Wan Han turned around, "No, she doesn't need you to do it."

Although the figure was puzzled, he absolutely obeyed his master's orders, so he lowered his head and disappeared.

Wan Han turned around and glanced at the direction Yan Qiao left, and then slowly came to the bridge. He stared at the lake, watching the raindrops make ripples, and a smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the boatman on the lake had closed his booth, and he stretched out his hand to catch the falling raindrops, "Long time no see, Yan Qiao."