My junior sister sees everyone as a heretical cultivator.

Chapter 294 Perhaps this is just a custom of the immortals! We mortals wouldn't understand!

After thinking it over, she could only think of one suitable place. Anyway... her senior brother had already dismantled the guest room area into such a mess that there should be empty space besides that pillar, so it wouldn't make a difference to put another wooden box there.

Let's leave the body there for the autopsy first! Having made up her mind, Su Ling'er led everyone towards the guest room area.

……

The back garden of the Su family mansion was quiet and peaceful under the cover of night.

Just as the group was carrying wooden crates, holding their breath as they passed through a rockery, preparing to sneak into the guest room area—

Alarm bells rang in Su Ling'er's mind! Her divine sense had already detected the two all-too-familiar figures behind the moon gate not far away!
It's my parents!
Her mind went completely blank for a moment, and her first instinct was to find a place to hide. But there was only one path in the garden, and the path was open space in front and behind, leaving her nowhere to hide!
There's a fork in the road not far ahead, but if we go there now, we'll definitely get caught!

what to do? ! what to do? !

We...we went to fertilize the trees in the garden? This...this is the new prop that the wealthy senior apprentice bought? But we've only just left! And the stench of the corpse can't be completely masked, this...this...

"Ling'er?" A gentle voice sounded from behind the moon gate not far away.

Su Ling'er, Wang Xiedi, Mu Ling, and Li Chunfeng froze instantly. Su's parents, who were strolling hand in hand in the garden, were now looking at them with curiosity.

Su Ling'er was sweating profusely with anxiety. Oh no! She'd run into her parents carrying a corpse! If she couldn't explain this clearly, the Su family mansion would become a haunted house tomorrow!
"You...you're back from shopping so soon?" Su's mother asked with a hint of doubt. Her gaze fell on the large, long wooden box in the middle of the group. "Oh, you bought something? What is it?"

At the same time, a faint, strange smell drifted over on the night breeze, causing Mr. and Mrs. Su to unconsciously frown.

"I, I, I, I... what is this..." Su Ling'er's mind went blank for a moment, before she could come up with any plausible explanation.
Lin Qingfeng, standing to the side, spoke up enthusiastically, "Oh! That's how it is! Ling'er feels she's finally met a close friend, and they've been having a wonderful chat!"

"Well, we hit it off immediately. We felt that shopping outside was not as good as being close at home, so we decided to skip shopping and bring her back. We were planning to have a long talk by candlelight!"

Su Ling'er suddenly turned her head to look at her senior brother. Her... her best friend?!

She glanced at the box containing the corpse, then at her senior brother's sincere expression.

Senior Brother, is your thought process connected to the underworld?! This "best friend" is finished! You call this "having a pleasant conversation"? This is more like "talking nonsense"! And when did I become best friends with Miss An?! We're just acquaintances, okay?!
Before her parents could ask any questions, she quickly explained, "Ah...yes, yes! Dad, Mom! My best friends are...these are my friends! I thought about it and decided it would be better to chat at home more, so...so I brought them back again!"

Su's mother's eyes widened in confusion: "Best friends? Ling'er, aren't best friends usually girls? These guys...aren't they all boys..."

Before she could finish speaking, Su's father's gaze fell on Mu Ling, who had kept his head down the whole time and whose body was even trembling slightly.

Su Ling'er's heart was in her throat, and she quickly said, "Ah! This...this is also my friend! He...he's just a little introverted! Yes, introverted! Don't worry about him! He brought this box too!"

Mr. and Mrs. Su exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with strangeness and worry.

"Oh...oh, I see," Su's father coughed twice. "Then...then you two...do what you think is best. Don't, don't chat too late."

After saying that, he grabbed Su's mother and quickly turned to leave.

Although Su Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief, with her cultivation level, she could still clearly hear her parents' whispers carried on the wind.

Mother Su: "Master, our Ling'er...when did she make a 'male best friend'? This...this is a bit too close, isn't it? What will we do when she gets married?" Father Su: "What nonsense are you talking about! She's already cultivating immortality, why would she need to marry someone?!"

Mother Su: "But sir, I heard in storybooks that even immortals need to find a Daoist partner, don't they?"

Father Su: "Sigh! Maybe...maybe this is just the custom of the immortals! We mortals don't understand! Never mind, as long as Ling'er is happy, let's not meddle!"

Su Ling'er: "..."

Su Ling'er stood there, her pretty face so red it looked like it could bleed.

Although... my parents misunderstood, at least they didn't think about the corpse... Oh well, reputation is something that's already shattered in front of my senior brother. As long as the corpse isn't exposed, I'll accept it!

She took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Big...Big Brother! Your move was really...brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"

"But... next time, could we use a slightly... more respectable reason? I'm worried my parents' hearts won't be able to take it!"

"I'm not making this up!" Lin Qingfeng shrugged, looking completely self-righteous. "Look, isn't she your 'best friend'? Right now, aren't you going to take her back to the guest room to chat and listen to her vent her troubles? Where did I go wrong?"

"..."

Su Ling'er choked.

She glanced at the box, imagining herself "chatting" with the corpse later...

Okay, you know how to "chat." This is indeed a heart-to-heart conversation.

As he watched his parents disappear behind the moon gate, Mu Ling's taut nerve snapped.

He realized that he had not only almost exposed himself, but also made her seem to have a bad reputation in front of her parents because of him. He was overwhelmed by endless guilt and fear.

With a thud, he knelt down again, completely upright: "Fairy! It's...it's my fault! I've caused you so much trouble! It's all my fault, all my fault!"

As he spoke, he made to kowtow, but he still pleaded, "Please... please help me!"

"Mr. Mu, please get up! This is not the time to talk about this!" Su Ling'er was almost frantic. "I promised I would help you! Please don't be like this!"

She hurriedly helped Mu Ling up, then urged Wang Xiedi and Li Chunfeng, who were still in a daze, "Quick! Let's go while no one's around! Charge!"

The group lifted the wooden crates again and almost ran towards the guest room area. However, fate always seems to like to play tricks on people.

Just as they rounded a rockery and the outline of the guest room area came into view—

"elder sister!"

Two clear, childlike voices came from around the corner ahead.

(End of this chapter)