We are cannon fodder, and we are leading the way in cultivating immortals.

"Who are you!" Wen Xiangyi looked at her coldly, without even thinking, the mist just now must have been caused by her.

Jiang Shaobai looked her up and down, his beautiful brows furrowed, and his eyes were filled with suspicion. He sent a message into the secret passage, "This woman doesn't have a trace of life in her body, she is not a living person."

Ling Lan observed for a moment and confirmed, "It's a remnant soul."

The woman's face turned pale, and she was obviously very frightened. She clutched her heart and calmed down for a while, then slowly stood up and spoke cautiously, "This is my home... who are you?"

Her voice sounds soft and waxy, with a hint of Wu Nong's soft-spoken accent, making it easy for people to put down their guard.

"Uh..." Wen Xiangyi didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Seeing this, Jiang Shaobai stepped forward and made a sword-holding ceremony, "We are friends of fellow Taoist Qian Yuanzi. We have been rude a lot just now. Please don't be offended. What should we call us if we don't know?"

While introducing, he quietly pressed Wen Xiangyi's hand.

Wen Xiangyi slowly took a step back, leaving the court to Jiang Shaobai, looking at the beautiful woman curiously.

Ling Lan leaned a little closer and whispered, "Xiao Bai is really open to talking."

Wen Xiangyi turned him around and said, "This is called experience."

"Qian Yuanzi?" A trace of confusion flashed in the woman's eyes.

"Oh! Are you talking about Ayi?" She quickly reacted, with a hint of sadness in her beautiful eyes.

"He hasn't been back for a long time. I don't know where he went. Do you know where he is?"

The three of them were startled, and accidentally glanced at each other, with a strange look in their eyes, but said nothing.

Wen Xiangyi transmitted the message into the secret, "It seems like she doesn't know Qian Yuanzi is dead yet."

Jiang Shaobai shook his head, "Right now, she is just a remnant of her soul. Her memory of her life is not complete, maybe she has forgotten it."

Ling Lan's eyes flashed and he smiled lightly at her, "Fellow Taoist Qian Yuanzi was out training. He happened to encounter something and was temporarily unable to escape, so he entrusted us to come back to see you and tell you that you are safe."

Wen Xiangyi glanced at him and said secretly, "You just opened your mouth."

Ling Lan curled her lips.

"That's it." The woman nodded gently, without any sign of doubt.

She showed a faint smile and looked at the three of them, "I haven't introduced myself after talking for a long time. My name is Xie Wanyue, and I am Ayi's Taoist companion."

Wen Xiangyi couldn't help but ask, "Have you always lived here alone?"

Xie Wanyue shook her head and said with a smile, "Ah Qing Hongxiu and the others are accompanying me."

As she spoke, she looked around, with a look of confusion in her eyes, "Huh? Where are they?"

Wen Xiangyi smiled lightly, "Maybe he's tired and went to rest."

Xie Wanyue nodded as if she had a sudden realization, "Yes, they should go to rest."

As she spoke, she covered her lips and yawned, with a few tears showing at the end of her eyes.

"I'm a little tired too." Her cheeks were slightly red and she smiled sheepishly at the three of them.

Wen Xiangyi still smiled, "Just rest when you are tired."

Xie Wanyue looked at the sky outside through the window and said, "It's getting late now. If the three of you don't mind, just stay in the house for a while."

Ling Lan waved her hand, "Of course I don't mind!" Xie Wanyue smiled lightly and nodded, "You three, please help yourself."

She yawned again and walked towards the big bed made of carved yellow pear wood.

After walking two steps, she stopped again and said sternly, "By the way, don't go to Qinghuai Garden in the east. Ayi has set up a formation there, it's very dangerous."

After saying that, she nodded with a smile, lay down on the bed casually and put down the gauze curtain.

Another breeze blew by, and fog filled the room again. The three of them exchanged looks, said nothing, and silently retreated and closed the door.

After quickly leaving the courtyard, Wen Xiangyi spoke first, "It's so weird."

She had a strange feeling when she saw Xie Wanyue just now, but she couldn't tell why it was strange.

Jiang Shaobai looked back and said, "If the remnant soul falls into a deep sleep, it will not wake up for a while. We can use this time to look around to see if we can find the entrance to the Immortal Sword Tomb."

Ling Lan suddenly remembered what Xie Wanyue said just now and reminded, "She just told us not to get close to the Qinghuai Garden. Maybe that is the entrance to the Immortal Sword Tomb."

"Then let's go take a look." Wen Xiangyi released a spiritual paper crane and let it lead the way.

The paper crane floated in the air for a long time, and finally flew straight towards the east.

It was quiet along the way, and no other remnant souls were seen. The three of them thought of the two people Xie Yunyue mentioned, A Qing and Hongxiu, and all had some doubts in their hearts.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Qianzhihe stopped and arrived at Qinghuai Garden.

The terrain here is relatively remote, with only a winding path leading to the courtyard. Compared with the scenery they saw when they first came in, it can be said that the place is quite depressed and dilapidated, and it seems that no one has taken care of it for a long time.

The white walls were covered with moss and weeds, and there was some moss on the broken tiles, which looked dirty from a distance.

When they stood outside the low courtyard wall, they could see a tall locust tree when they looked up. Strings of white locust flowers fell among the green leaves, exuding a light fragrance, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

The three of them felt completely weird before they even stepped into the courtyard. A cold and cold breath hit their faces, but it was extremely uncomfortable.

To be on the safe side, they each took an antidote pill, closed their noses, and then walked inside.

However, after taking only two steps, a soft voice came from behind.

"Three fellow Taoists, why are you here?"

Looking back, Xie Wanyue was standing a few steps away, looking at them intently. There was a white mist behind her, and the hem of the lotus pink clothes moved without any wind, which was quite strange.

The three of them were caught on the spot and said nothing. They all looked at Xie Wanyue who was slowly walking over with great vigilance.

Xie Wanyue didn't seem to be angry because they didn't listen to her instructions. She still had a gentle smile on her face, "Are the three fellow Taoists lost?"

Wen Xiangyi loosened his grip on the sword, looked at her and smiled, "Yes, your yard is too big. We accidentally ended up here. I'm really sorry."

Xie Wanyue's face showed a look of shame, "You blame me. I should have arranged a guest room for the three of you before going to rest. It's my fault that I didn't think carefully. Don't blame the three fellow Taoists."

She stepped forward and took Wen Xiangyi's hand, "Fellow Taoist Wen and I hit it off right away. If you don't mind, you can come to my yard to rest."

Her hand was very soft, as soft as boneless, and also very cold, so cold that it hurt people, reaching to the bone marrow.

When Jiang Shaobai and Ling Lan saw this situation, they both clenched their swords and stared at Xie Wanyue closely.

Wen Xiangyi turned around and winked at them to reassure them, then looked at Xie Wanyue and said with a smile, "Of course."

(End of this chapter)