Master, She Just Wants To Be Salted Fish

When Lu Li saw Yun Qingzhi's clear eyes staring at him, his face was filled with joy, and his heart trembled a little.

"It chose you, take it with you." Lu Li shook his head.

Yun Qingzhi's smile faded a little: "But Tu'er also wants to give Master something."

Lu Li stretched out her hand and scraped her nose: "The master is not lacking. You can give it to the master after the apprentice becomes better, okay?"

Yun Qingzhi thought for a while, then nodded: "Master is so kind."

"Tui'er has now built the top of the foundation, it's time to go out and practice." Lu Li said warmly.

Yun Qingzhi looked at Master, reluctant to say what Master said for the first time, she didn't want to go down the mountain to practice.

Lu Li looked at Yun Qingzhi biting her lower lip and lowering her head, and sighed low.

"The disciple knows that Master has already crossed the peak of the catastrophe. If one day Master is soaring through the catastrophe, or if he fails to cross the catastrophe, Master hopes that Disciple can protect herself." Her words are half-truth, Du Jie is an excuse, I hope Yun Qingzhi's improvement in strength is true.

"The world is so varied. Only by seeing it for yourself can the disciple understand. What others say is what others see. Can disciple understand?"

Yun Qingzhi nodded obediently after Lu Li's words. Master was right. She was too weak. So what would she do to catch Master? Only by practicing hard, can you ascend to the upper realm like the master in the future.

"Master will not fail." Yun Qingzhi said confidently.

Lu Li smiled silently.

After coming out of the secret realm, Yun Qingzhi repaired for half a month, and then went down the mountain with Zhu Qin and others.

Before leaving, Lu Li still gave her a lot of things, more than what he had prepared for a trial in the secret realm.

"This jade pendant can block a blow from the peak of Huashen." Lu Li hung a jade pendant on Yun Qingzhi's waist.

Yun Qingzhi's ink eyes looked at Lu Li, "Thank you, Master."

Lu Li gave her two more refined vestments, one red and one black.

"If it breaks, there is a replacement."

443 read the poem lazily in Lu Li's mind: "The thread in the hand of the loving mother, the top of the wandering man. Before leaving, I am afraid to return late~"

"Why don't you worry about it?" Lu Li replied lightly.

"Xu, why not?" 443 is happy to see that the host will worry about people, so that it will be popular.

"Teacher understands, Master has bothered." Yun Qingzhi rushed into Lu Li's arms: "Master, Master is reluctant to bear it."

It was the first time that Lu Li heard the little disciple expressing her feelings so bluntly, and she felt a little relieved. She didn't want to develop her apprentice into the cold protagonist in the novel.

"Hey, it's not that you won't come back." Lu Li smiled lightly, patted her back gently: "Go, Master is waiting for you to come back."

"Good~"

Yun Qingzhi came out of Lu Li's arms and nodded gently: "Tui'er will work hard."

"Host, why haven't you two finished talking, let your apprentice go out." 443 couldn't help but vomit.

"You have a lot of control." Lu Li said flatly in her unhurried voice.

"The disciples are leaving first."

After Yun Qingzhi had left, Lu Li turned back to Mei Lin.

"Host, aren't you afraid that your little disciple will go out to experience something wrong?"

"How can I see Hong Chen through Hong Chen? She is a true **** after all." Lu Li said lazily, and then turned out his wine jar.

443 feels that the host is different from the host it has encountered before. Those hosts have their own hearts or are ambitious, and they all want nothing.

"Host, do you really have nothing to want?" 443 couldn't help asking again.

"I beg you to die." Lu Li chuckled, "What do you think of the kind of soul flying away?"

"Not very good, you still drink your bar." 443 felt that this day was chatting to death again.

Yun Qingzhi, Zuo Ling, Zhu Qin, and Liu Fan left the sect together, and first went to Chishui City, the city at the foot of Xuan Yuezong.

Chishui City is still prosperous, with mortals and monks, bustling and bustling.

"Ah, I'm going shopping first!" Liu Fan ran out like a wild horse.

The others were the same. Yun Qingzhi followed them. Although not as exaggerated as that, but the eyes were also curious.

After shopping for a day, given that Miss Liu, the mobile spiritual stone library, several people bought a bunch of things.

I found an inn to stay in the evening, and discussed that I would go to find the task card to pick up some tasks tomorrow.

Generally, some cities and towns will have places dedicated to promulgating tasks, and monks will pick them up. As long as the tasks are completed, they will get a lot of rewards, which can be considered a source of income.

For mortals, it is the best of both worlds to make money and eliminate disasters, and be protected by monks, and for monks to make money and experience.

A few people didn't have a particular place to go, so they all just follow the fate. In Zhu Qin's words, it doesn't matter where they go.

Anyway, they have never been to Xuan Yuezong every day.

"Then it's settled!" Zuo Ling clapped her hands, her excitement has not passed.

Yun Qingzhi nodded and went back to the room to meditate.

Sitting on the bed, Yun Qingzhi couldn't help touching the jade pendant hanging around her waist, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

Then she closed her mind and started to meditate seriously. She still had to work hard to practice. She wanted to catch up with the master, and wanted to stand beside him.

Yun Qingzhi was the first to wake up the next day, until half an hour later, other talents started to wake up one after another.

Liu Fan was on the second floor looking at Yun Qingzhi, who was sitting on the first floor slowly drinking tea: "Little Master, morning."

"Morning." Yun Qingzhi looked at her and nodded faintly.

"Little Master, you are so cold." Liu Fan started to do it again.

"Otherwise? Smiling at you like a flower?" Yun Qingzhi said disgustingly.

"also."

"Nephew Liu hasn't woken up yet?" Yun Qingzhi asked her teasingly.

After Liu Fan slumped, he snorted, "Little Master, you are not cute anymore."

"Next time Little Shishu saves you once, you can shamelessly say that Little Shishu is the cutest in the world." Zuo Ling also came out, just hearing Liu Fan's words, couldn't help but frustrated her.

"You can shut up." Liu Fan's face flushed.

"Oh, it was originally." Zuo Ling glanced at her disgustingly and went downstairs.

Zhu Qin became lazy after everyone else started.

"Uncle Zhu Qin, the sun is basking." Zuo Ling sat beside Yun Qingzhi, looked at Zhu Qin who was yawning, and curled his lips.

"Have you eaten it? After finishing this and that?" Zuo Ling and Liu Fan just heard each other and didn't want to worry about it.

"Should you not be stunned?" Zuo Ling felt that he was right.

"You can get it, I didn't get up too early."

"That's earlier than you."

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Yun Qingzhi held Xiaobai to her ears and stood up: "Go, it will be dark if you don't leave."

"Little Junior Sister, you are even too much!" Zhu Qin said aggrievedly.

"Go and see what tasks are there." Yun Qing didn't want to take care of these three-year-olds.

A few people went to the task card and looked at the task. Yun Qingzhi saw a task to help the villagers expel ghosts and looked at other people and asked their opinions: "Would you like to try this first? It seems not so much better than the others. Tricky."

"I have no opinion." Zhu Qin nodded, and the other two agreed.

So Yun Qingzhi went to get the task card, and the four set out to the Weeping Willow Village that the task pointed out.

After arriving in the village, a few people found it weird. The huge village smelled of death everywhere, and people wearing linen and filial piety could be seen everywhere, and the air was full of paper money.

"This old man, dare to ask if this is Weeping Willow Village?" Liu Fan walked along, seeing a numb look, and no one cared about them from outsiders, so he could only take the initiative to ask.

The old man took a look at them, and his gray eyes carefully looked at Yun Qingzhi and the others, and saw that they were very well-dressed, and their chapped lips moved: "How many have taken the task to expel ghosts?"

Liu Fan nodded: "Exactly."

"Dare to ask the old man, these people who have died are all caused by ghosts?" Liu Fan asked again.

The old man nodded: "Exactly, a few fairies will leave before it's dark. They won't be able to leave when it's dark. All the fairies who came to get rid of ghosts are buried here."

Yun Qingzhi and Zhu Qin looked at each other: "The old man said that a lot of cultivators had come to eliminate ghosts before, but they never returned?"

"Exactly."

Zuo Ling frowned, "Old man, if you can go out during the day, why don't the people in this village move out?"

The old man smiled bitterly: "They are all cursed people, who can't get out, and can't get out."

Liu Fan wanted to ask anything else, but the old man stopped paying attention to them: "The fairies are still young, hurry up, the old man said it all."

Seeing nothing to ask, Liu Fan could only retreat, and a few people went around the village again.

"What do you think?" Zhu Qin asked them.

"Do you want to check it again? You can't just give up on the first task, right? And can't you really help them?" Zuo Ling looked at a little boy not far away crying because of the death of his parents, and felt uncomfortable.

Yun Qingzhi pursed her lips and walked over to the little boy, with an extra piece of candy in her hand.

She squatted in front of the little boy and gave him the candy. The little boy's dark eyes looked at Yun Qingzhi with alert.

Yun Qingzhi didn't say much, just put the candy in his hand, turned and left, she would not comfort anyone.

"Let's check it, maybe it's not that exaggerated." Zhu Qin saw Yun Qingzhi walking back and continued.

"What do you think of Uncle Xiao?" Zuo Ling asked Yun Qingzhi again.

"I have no opinion." Yun Qingzhi whispered while holding a long sword in her hand.

"Then shall we go to the villagers to ask about the specific situation separately?" Liu Fan said.

"Good." Yun Qingzhi nodded.

Yun Qingzhi walked to the east of the village. There were not many people in this village. After walking all the way, Yun Qingzhi finally saw a young woman outside. The woman looked sad and had many scars on her body.

"Girl." Yun Qingzhi went over to salute her.

Seeing Yun Qingzhi, the woman got up with some trepidation: "I have seen a fairy."

"Can you ask the girl something?" Yun Qingzhi asked softly.

"The fairy wants to ask about this village, right?" The woman was not surprised.

"Exactly, I wonder if the girl can tell one or two, what are the ghosts in this village?" Yun Qingzhi asked sincerely.

"It's a female ghost, a female ghost drowned."