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The second time I arrived at the gate of Wen Mansion in Louguan Town, a vast expanse of white came into view.

"Gui Gui, why do they hang white flowers and strips of cloth on the gate? It looks so ugly."

"Master, white flowers mean that someone in this family has just passed away. All relatives and friends who know this family can go in to pay their respects."

Luo Yiyi looked up in confusion: "Dead? What does that mean?"

Qi Gui squatted down and looked at him at eye level: "It means leaving this world, and the soul goes to another place. It may be reincarnated, or reborn in another body, or it may dissipate between heaven and earth."

"Then can we still see the deceased again?"

"Unless it's a cultivator like us who can use evil magic like taking over another's body to continue staying in this world, it's impossible for ordinary people without cultivation to meet him again."

"So that's it."

Luo Yiyi nodded in understanding. It's not like she had never seen similar scenes in TV dramas before, but because she was too young, she didn't understand the meaning of death, not to mention that the actors and actresses would often die in one TV drama and then appear in another.

In addition, she watched almost all fairy tales, and many deaths were superficial, with the characters who died either having a big move or a conspiracy. So in her opinion, death is like sleeping, and waking up to be alive and kicking again.

She looked at the white gate again, feeling extremely satisfied that she had accepted a protagonist who could never be killed as her apprentice. Otherwise, it would have been too ugly to decorate the gate like this, which definitely did not conform to her aesthetic taste.

As for her master, Venerable Tianlu, the head of Tianyan Sect and other peak masters, they were already immortal in her eyes.

But the thought of her own death...

She frowned and told Qi Gui seriously: "Gui Gui, if I die in the future, you must not use white flowers and white cloth, you must use colorful flowers, the more beautiful the better, and you must also put candied haws in it!"

Qi Gui's gentle expression froze, the upturned corners of his mouth flattened in an instant, his face became expressionless, and his dark pupils became even darker, like a deep whirlpool.

"Master will never leave me, and I will not allow anyone to take Master away from me, not even the law of heaven."

Luo Yiyi looked at his strange expression and wanted to say that she would return to her own world sooner or later, but a sudden sense of crisis made her shut up and nod.

Seeing Qi Gui's expression return to his usual gentle self, she blinked and felt as if something in her heart seemed to have changed.

After a rather strange conversation, the master and disciple stepped into the open door.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the scene in the Wen Mansion seems to be more dilapidated than the last time I came. All the plants have lost their vitality, and there is an ominous atmosphere hanging over it.

When we arrived at the main hall, we saw white paper money scattered all over the ground. The main hall had been arranged into a mourning hall, with a large coffin parked in the center.

There was a copper basin at the foot of the coffin. Shen Die, dressed in mourning, was kneeling on a mat, putting paper money into the basin from time to time. Her eyes were red and her look was dull, and her expression was numb.

Luo Yiyi walked to Shen Die, watched her repeating the mechanical movements, then squatted down, reached out to help her throw paper into the copper basin.

Her action brought Shen Die back to her senses. When she turned to look at Luo Yiyi and Qi Gui, a look of surprise flashed across her face, but she quickly regained her composure.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing Shen Die's hoarse voice as if she hadn't spoken for a long time, Luo Yiyi answered without raising her head.

"Big sister, aren't you going to burn all these yellow papers one by one? Let me help you."

Shen Die was stunned at first, then a slight curve appeared at the corner of her mouth, but it disappeared as if she turned around.

"Thank you. But burning paper is just a formality. There will be a lot more after burning these."

Luo Yiyi then realized that she was ignorant, so she simply clapped her hands, stood up, and stopped trying to help.

"Big sister, Guigui and I found your child and handed him over to Taiyi Sect."

"……Thanks."

Shen Die didn't seem to intend to say anything. The aura she exuded could be summed up in four words: life is hopeless.

Luo Yiyi didn't understand why she was like this, so she just asked directly.

"Big sister, did you do all this?"

Shen Die was puzzled: "What?"

Luo Yiyi pointed at the big coffin and then pointed outside the door.

"Is this all, all these, all the weird things that happened, you did it?"

Unexpectedly, after hesitating for a while, Shen Die nodded slightly, which meant that she agreed with Luo Yiyi's statement.

She lowered her head, threw a few more banknotes into the basin, looked at the dancing flames in the basin, and fell into memories.

"Once there was a little girl who was born into a small family."

Luo Yiyi nodded, knowing that this kind of opening line meant that the protagonist of the story must be the storyteller.

"Although her family is small, it is harmonious. Her parents do not want power, but only hope to give their two children a stable life. Her brother studies hard, hoping to inherit his father's legacy as soon as possible, share his father's burden, and support his mother and sister."

Luo Yiyi thought about her parents who were far away and whose appearance she didn't know, and wondered if they were also struggling for her and her brother; she also wondered if her brother was also studying hard to help her make a living.

Her thoughts were interrupted by Qi Gui's big palm carefully touching the palm of her hand. She looked at the worry in his eyes strangely. Luo Yiyi, thinking that she doted on her apprentice very much, raised her hand and grabbed his fingers.

Sure enough, Qi Gui's worried expression turned into joy the next second. No one knew why he was so happy. Luo Yiyi just thought he was acting coquettishly.

"But all this was shattered when she was 7 years old. That day, a group of strangers came to her house, captured everyone, and forced her parents to hand over a family heirloom. When her parents refused, they killed the servants one by one, and finally only she and her brother were left."

Luo Yiyi was surprised. How valuable must it be that he still refused to hand over the treasure? Was it worth it?

"She was very scared at the time, and then she actually felt resentment towards her parents. Why didn't they hand over the treasure? Was it worth it to let family members die one by one for a dead object?"

Luo Yiyi nodded quickly, not caring whether Shen Die, who lowered her head, could see it, and expressed 100% that she agreed with her question.

"When the thief's knife was on my brother's neck, my parents finally compromised. But who would have thought that for the sake of the treasure, my brother would take the initiative to pass by the blade and die under the knife. Did you know that when he died, the expression on his face was actually smiling?"

Luo Yiyi shook her head to indicate that she didn't know, but she also began to wonder what the treasure was that was worth protecting with one's life.

"I don't know if the death of my brother touched my parents and made them determined. When the thief put the knife to my sister's neck, they just said sorry to her and then committed suicide."

Luo Yiyi was stunned. She felt that if it was a plot in a TV drama, she would inevitably complain that the parents were mentally ill. However, thinking that they were Shen Die's parents after all, she held back her complaints.

"My sister hated her parents so much that she even forgot her sadness and fear. She didn't feel the blade scratching her neck at all. Only the slowly flowing blood let her know that she would not live long. Then she fell down, looked at the bodies of her parents and brother, and slowly closed her eyes."