After converting to Qingqing Dao, my little junior sister went crazy

Chapter 33

"Sit down." The old woman asked Shu Jue and Yan Beizhou to sit down, then turned around and went into the room and took out a box.

"This is something Zhenniang left behind." The old woman didn't ask Shujue about their relationship with Zhenniang. After giving the box to them, it seemed like she was throwing away some trouble, and sighed. "Zhenniang has been gone for many years. You should just take your things and leave."

"This mother-in-law, where is Zhenniang buried?" Seeing that she was getting impatient and driving people away, Yan Beizhou quickly asked her.

"Where is she buried? How do I know this? In the wasteland in the north of the city, any of those graves may be hers. You can find it yourself. Come on, let's go!"

The door closed and Shu Jue stared at the wooden box in Yan Beizhou's hand.

What should we do now?You can't really search for it one by one, right?Besides, everyone has been buried. How can I find them? I dig them all up and ask if the bones underneath are those of Li Zhenniang?
So the two returned to the county government office.

The county government office has prepared a room for the two of them.

Shujue closed the door, released Ayan from the Moon-Yearing Sword, and then opened the box.

There is a red headband lying in the box. Maybe it has faded because it has been left there for a long time.

"This is..." Ayan picked up the headband, and the small bell on the headband made a dull sound as she moved.

My thoughts went back to that time when my mother asked her what she wanted as a birthday gift, and she said she wanted a red headband.

Ayan's eyes were sore, but she couldn't shed a single tear.

She calmly tied up her long hair with the headband, shook her head, and the bell rang.

It was like going back many years ago, when the woman combing her hair stood behind her. When the bun was tied, she would habitually shake her head and listen to the sound of the bell.

I give you a bell that rings every step of the way.

Ayan is also thinking step by step in Zhenniang's heart.

The thoughts hidden in the small wooden box were finally released on this day, but unfortunately things have changed.

Ayan lowered her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking. Shujue and Yan Beizhou stood beside her without disturbing her.

"Sister Immortal, I want to go back to the village." It's not Linshui Village, but the place where she grew up, but turned into her nightmare.

"it is good."

Yuehe Village is right next to Linshui Village, so when the massacre occurred in Linshui Village, most people moved with their families and never came back.

Now the village, like Linshui Village, has been abandoned.

Ayan's home used to be the most elegant one in the village. Now it stands alone in the ruins. The beams have long since rotted and it looks like it is crumbling.

Shu Jue released A Yan, and she led them into the house with familiarity, but saw an unexpected person in the yard.

No, it would be more appropriate to say a ghost than a human being.

A woman with gray hair on her temples was sitting by the well. She was in ragged clothes and covered in wounds. Her unfocused eyes were staring in a certain direction.

The bell on Ayan's head rang softly as she walked, and the woman suddenly turned back——

"Ayan? Is Ayan going home to see her mother?"

She groped towards the direction of the people, but passed straight through Ayan's body.

Ying Yue's sigh sounded in Shu Jue's ears: "Zhen Niang's soul has been almost worn away in these days. I'm afraid it won't be long before..."

She didn't say the next words, but Shujue understood.

Unlike Ayan, a powerful ghost that can create realms, Zhenniang is just a remnant soul. She has no chance of reincarnation and can only dissipate between heaven and earth.

Perhaps it was because I was still thinking about my daughter at the last moment of my life that a trace of her soul remains to this day.

But...it's just for today.

The moment she heard the bell ringing, Zhenniang's remaining soul became noticeably lighter.

She could no longer see anything with her eyes, and could no longer feel anything by touch. Even so, she was able to identify her daughter's location immediately by the sound of the bell. "Mom..." Ayan raised her hand and gently placed her hand under Zhenniang's hand, making it look like she was supporting Zhenniang.

She still looks as childish as before, but Zhenniang has lost her once beautiful face in years of pain.

The moment she heard Ayan calling her, Zhenniang's remaining soul trembled and grew darker.

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back...Ayan, mother knows that she can wait for you..."

The sunset glowed red in the sky, and the dilapidated mountain village was actually dyed a bit crimson at this time. Zhenniang's voice became smaller and smaller.

She turned into dots of starlight and dispersed with the evening breeze under the setting sun.

Ayan looked at the drifting light numbly. She could no longer shed tears, but she felt something overflowing from her eyes and sliding down her cheeks.

From Yuehe Village back to the home of the magistrate of Fengnan County, Shujue was thinking about how to resettle Ayan.

Let her go to the world of cultivation, those old people may not be able to tolerate her; let her go to the world of mortals... It's too unrealistic.

Finally, Yin Yue suggested that she simply let her live in Yin Yue Sword temporarily, and she could also teach her to practice.

When Shu Jue heard this, she became more energetic. Yin Yue actually taught ghosts how to practice?
【Isn’t that possible?When Linshuang and I traveled around, the world was still divided into six realms. What strange things didn’t I know? 】

Six realms?Shu Jue grasped the key point in one sentence: [The human world, the demon world, what else are there? 】

[Those are not important.] Yin Yue’s voice rarely contained schadenfreude: [Back then, when the human race was in great catastrophe, the other four realms pretended not to know about it. After so many years, they were all wiped out by the demon clan, right? 】

When he mentioned this, Yin Yue seemed to have started talking.

At one moment he said that the fairy world was hypocritical, at another he sneered at the divine world for being self-righteous, at another he scolded the ghost world for being a den of snakes and rats with the demon clan, and at the next he spurned the underworld clan for their greed for life and fear of death.

[You cultivators will go to the fairy world after ascending, but now I suspect that the fairy world is either gone, or that group of hypocritical people have cut off the passage to heaven, so that mortals cannot ascend. 】

Since Linshuang's era, there have been very few people who can ascend, almost none.

Not to mention now.

Shu Jue couldn't close her mouth after hearing this. She stood behind Yan Beizhou and sat down on Shunfengjian and was given a mouthful of cold wind.

Just... quite explosive.

But she had never heard of the six realms in the world.

She tugged Yan Beizhou's sleeve a few times: "Third Senior Brother, have you heard about the Six Realms?"

Yan Beizhou didn't look back, "What six realms? Are you confused? I only know the human race and the demon race."

Shu Jue fell into deep thought.

The senior brothers and sisters hurried back to the sect day and night, and as soon as they saw Jian Shujue, they went straight to the library.

There were some ancient books in the library that she had never read. She might be able to find some clues if she rummaged through them.

As soon as she heard that the junior sister was back, Lin Nianjiao happily went to find her with the newly refined elixir, but was told that the junior sister went directly to the library as soon as she came back. She could only go back with the elixir in disappointment.

After Yan Beizhou came back, he also plunged into the courtyard to practice and study the talisman and seal formations. The brother and sister had returned to the sect, but usually there was no one around.

The disciples burst into tears.

It’s okay for Senior Brother Yan to open the scroll. After all, he is one of the recognized scroll kings in the sect. He goes everywhere to practice formations, talismans, and seals. He practices 360 and 360 days out of [-] five days a year.

But, who can tell them, when did the little junior sister become like this?
In the past, I could occasionally see her in the sect's cafeteria. It was good to come back this time. I heard that she wanted to lay a floor in the library but was rejected by the elder in charge of the library, so she simply used a talisman to sneak into the library late at night. Unexpectedly, she was When he found out, he was almost caught and interrogated as a thief.

The junior sisters who used to only know how to run behind the senior brother are working so hard, so what reason do they have to be lazy?
Roll them all up and roll them into death.

For a time, the cultivation atmosphere in Hongzong of the Qing Dynasty was unprecedentedly strong, and his old father Pei Xingmo expressed his satisfaction
　Due to some reasons, I will update one chapter today. The remaining chapter may be made up during the weekend.

　　
　
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