Two treasure maps

When Master Qingyue saw Guo Lin and his family, he did not say a word and directly used his exquisite formation to teleport them back to their original valley.

When everyone stepped into the valley again, they were all shocked by the scene before them. The silver-masked men who had wielded the butcher knives had disappeared, leaving only the corpses of wild wolves and the corpses of various demon cultivators, Buddhist cultivators, and Taoist cultivators. These corpses lay there quietly, their blood dyed the ground red, and the air was filled with a thick smell of blood, making it almost impossible to breathe.

Guo Lin looked at the tragic scene in front of him, feeling so heavy that he could hardly express it in words. He thought that if they had not been teleported out in time, they would have become one of the people here, living with these corpses.

Guo Meili, the youngest, had not witnessed the disaster because she had been in a coma. When she suddenly saw the bloody scene in front of her, she burst into tears. Zhao Ying quickly held her in her arms and gently comforted her. She was heartbroken. Lingli was missing. If something happened to Meili again, she really couldn't bear it.

Hua Xiangu was originally ordered to hand over the silver doll to Guo Lingli, but they delayed for seven days, and when they found them again, Guo Lingli had disappeared. It was said that she was taken away by a crane. Although Qingyue Tianshi, Hong Hu and her had some guesses in their hearts, they did not say it clearly. After all, in the valley, Taoist Shanlan had offered his crane robe, so it was an indisputable fact that Guo Lingli was taken away by Taoist Shanlan. Those mortals did not know, but they all knew it tacitly.

Guo Meili's cry echoed in the empty valley, as if she was crying for the lives that had passed away. No one tried to stop her, because everyone's heart was filled with sadness and fear. Especially the young Guo Fengli, she leaned tightly in Zhao Ying's arms, tears welling up in her eyes. In her heart, Zhao Ying was her biological mother, and she wanted to cry loudly to vent her inner fear and anxiety.

Upon seeing this, Guo Liuli and Guo Yangli quickly hugged Guo Fengli in their arms, and with red eyes, they comforted her: "Fengli, cry if you want to." In fact, their hearts were also filled with fear and sadness, but they just forced themselves to hold it back and not show it.

Yangli was the oldest girl here, only seventeen years old, and Liuli was only twelve years old. They had never experienced such a life-and-death catastrophe, and their fear and helplessness at the moment could be imagined.

Guo Feipeng, the eldest son of Guo Lin, stood up at this time. He stepped forward and said, "It's not safe here. If you want to cry, you can go home and cry. Let's leave here quickly." Although his voice was trembling, his tone was very firm.

But Master Guo Fei, a ten-year-old boy, did not show any fear. He looked at the corpses and blood around him curiously, as if all this was a new experience for him. He wanted to become stronger to face future challenges.

Guo Feimo tightly grasped the silver grass seed in his hand, his heart filled with desire. He wanted to plant this seed and let the silver grass become a beautiful legend like the silver doll.

Guo Lin, along with his family of seven, Guo Yangli and Master Guo Fei, bowed deeply to Master Qingyue and the two contracted guardians, Hua Xiangu and Hong Hu. They thanked these immortal cultivators for saving them and allowing them to escape this disaster.

Together, they left the valley filled with blood and gradually moved away from the frightening past. As the sky gradually darkened, they found a flat place with water and decided to stay there temporarily to spend the night.

Master Qingyue was agile and took Guo Lin and Guo Feipeng to hunt. They hoped to catch some prey and add some meat to tonight's dinner. Guo Feimo and Master Guo Fei were responsible for fetching water. They held kettles and walked carefully to the water source, fearing to disturb the creatures by the water. Guo Yangli, Guo Liuli and Guo Fengli went to pick up firewood for the fire. They shuttled between the bushes, looking for dry and flammable branches and dead leaves.

Zhao Ying was busy trying to comfort the frightened Guo Meili. She tried to coax the little girl out of her fear by speaking softly. Hong Hu was silently guarding this habitat, his eyes alert, always paying attention to the surrounding movements.

When only Zhao Ying and the not-so-sensible Guo Meili were left in the habitat, Hua Xiangu took out the silver doll that sealed the demon cultivator Chang Tianshuo from her arms. She walked up to Zhao Ying and handed the silver doll to her. Zhao Ying looked at the silver doll in front of her, and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.

"Fairy, what does this mean?" Zhao Ying asked.

Flower Fairy replied vaguely: "Someone asked me to give it to your family. I heard that you once used the legend of the silver doll to help your family survive a crisis. Now that you have the real silver doll, I hope you can make good use of it."

Zhao Ying was grateful and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, Fairy."

Hua Xiangu looked at Zhao Ying and asked again, "What are your plans?"

Zhao Ying sighed and said sadly: "Let's find a way to find Lingli."

Fairy Flower smiled and said, "You don't have to worry too much about Lingli. She has her own path to take."

Zhao Ying keenly sensed the deep meaning behind Hua Xiangu's words, and she asked, "What do you know?"

Fairy Flower hesitated for a moment and said, "She has great aptitude and understanding for cultivating immortals. If she stays on this continent, it will be buried instead."

Zhao Ying's heart tightened, and he asked tentatively, "Was he taken away by the immortal?"

Flower Fairy nodded and said, "That should be it."

Zhao Ying was silent for a moment. She didn't really want her daughter to become an immortal, nor did she think an immortal cultivator had the right to take her daughter away without even asking. She just wanted her daughter to be safe and happy.

She stroked the silver doll in her hand and smiled bitterly. Is this the compensation from the immortal cultivator? If so, she would rather choose to keep her daughter by her side. However, since her daughter has left, she must keep the silver doll. Maybe she can get her daughter back in the future.

She put the silver doll into her bag, then looked at Flower Fairy and asked, "How do I use this silver doll?"

Flower Fairy thought for a moment and said, "This silver doll should be covered with red cloth and never exposed to the sun for too long. If you need money urgently, you can cut its ears once an hour; if you don't need money urgently, you can cut it once a day."

Chang Tianshuo, who was trapped in the silver doll, heard this and cursed Fairy Hua. He complained, "You let me cut off one ear every hour? You know, it's very tiring to grow two ears in one hour! I'll be a monster without ears in a day!"

Fairy Flower sent back a disdainful message: "You are a snake demon, why do you pay so much attention to your outer ears?"

Chang Tianshuo retorted unconvincedly: "What snake demon? I can transform into a human form a long time ago! I am handsome and elegant, and I don't know how many women in the world are crazy about me."

Fairy Flower continued to transmit sarcastically, "Are you sure they are sincere? Didn't you use some tricks to confuse them?"

Chang Tianshuo saw that he couldn't win the argument with Hua Xiangu, so he had to sternly say: "When I see my big brother Chang Tianlong, I will definitely teach you a lesson!"

Fairy Flower sneered and said in a voice transmission: "Even if he sees your elder brother Chang Tianlong, will he dare to let you out? Don't forget, it was his master who sealed you in this foot-tall silver doll."

Chang Tianshuo was choked by Hua Xiangu's words. He was angry and helpless. He knew that he could not break free from the shackles of the silver doll now, and could only hope to have a chance to regain his freedom in the future.