The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

Beautiful mountains and clear waters, pastoral scenery.

Although she had never been here before, Yu Mian always felt it was very familiar, as if she had grown up here since childhood.

She remembered every valley, every stream, and every household.

Yu Mian's gaze fell on a dilapidated ruin in the village. It felt so familiar. Perhaps it was the body's memory, she thought.

So, where did the owner of the body go?

If the other party's soul was squeezed out when he came here, the four immortals present at the time could not have failed to notice it, or maybe she was still in his body?

Thinking of this, Yu Mian dared not think any more and only felt like bugs were crawling on his body.

But Shengqing had sorted out her meridians before, so if it was on her body, there was no way she wouldn't have discovered it, right?

She had to find a way to find the original owner...

"Master, that's my home."

Yu Mian pointed to the house below and found that Sheng Qing didn't move. She turned around and found that Sheng Qing was holding her wrist. She looked around the mountains and fields with a cold gaze. A flash of murderous intent flashed in her eyes. She curled her red lips, and there was a long-lost interest in her eyes.

There is evil spirit, and she hasn't done anything for a long time.

Following Yu Mian's instructions, the two of them landed on the ground in an instant. There was turbid dust under their feet, the air was full of heat, and the dilapidated house in front of them looked like no one had lived in it for some time.

The gate, the bluestone walls, and the furniture inside were all moved away, leaving only some useless straw and half-broken clay.

Yu Mian looked at the small house in front of her, feeling a little sad. That emotion came from her own body. She could feel that her original body seemed to be alone, just like her.

Alone.

They live in different time and space, but they share the same emotions at this moment, and they are all lonely souls.

Sheng Qing touched Yu Mian's head and rarely said anything hurtful. He just twitched his nose slightly, pursuing every bit of evil in the village, and the slit pupils in his eyes showed some uncontrollable excitement.

"Who are you?!" A rough male voice sounded from behind. His tone was filled with vigilance and suspicion, and his hand tightly gripped the hoe on his shoulder.

When the two turned around, the vigilance in his eyes instantly disappeared, and a hint of greed appeared.

Oh my goodness, where did this fairy come from?

He stared for a long time, and finally his eyes fell on Yu Mian. He frowned several times and finally exclaimed: "Ghost! Ghost! Are you...are you here to take my life?!"

He rolled and crawled to run away, but found that he was still running in the same place, and his body felt unusually light, just like the carefree days of his childhood when he had not been drained of alcohol and sex.

He turned around and saw his own body lying on the ground in the dust!!!

"Ah! I'm dead? I'm dead?!"

"You are here to take my life!"

"Sure enough it is!"

He scared himself and nearly scared the soul away, but Sheng Qing caught him and pulled him in front of him for questioning.

"Tell me, why is Mian'er a ghost?" Sheng Qing's eyes fell on Yu Mian and he found that her reaction was actually mediocre, not even as good as that of a villager here. His eyes moved.

The man's soul no longer dared to have any thoughts about the two people in front of him. He only dared to honestly explain the whole story. The threat his soul felt was a hundred times stronger than in his body.

"She...she was married to Sanyin Jun, so she is naturally a ghost!"

For a moment, Sheng Qing nearly crushed the soul in front of her with one claw. She found the breath among the mixed breaths almost instantly, but she still lacked the exact location. It hid quite well. She wanted to see what the so-called "Sanyin Jun" was!

The man was so frightened that his soul fainted, but Sheng Qing managed to calm him down. She tightened her claws sinisterly, stared at the man in front of her and said, "Tell me everything clearly!"

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you!" He glanced at Yu Mian and then said.

"We are in Nanshan Village. Shanyin Jun has been our mountain guardian for generations. He must marry a wife every ten years to protect our village from bad weather or disaster. This year is the tenth year."

"Yu girl is... a child picked up by grandma Yu. When she was eleven years old, grandma Yu passed away. She grew up eating at various families in the village. We watched her grow up and couldn't bear to let her go!"

"But Lord Shanyin is angry, the river is surging, and there's nothing we can do!"

"We really have no choice!" As he was a spirit, he could only howl without shedding tears, which made him look somewhat funny.

Sheng Qing turned around and asked Yu Mian, "Can you believe this?"

Yu Mian looked at the sincere expression of this person, then looked at Sheng Qing, and thought of what she had taught him today, and said, "I don't believe it all."

She was kind, not stupid, and perhaps the villagers did have some sympathy and kindness towards her, but the fact that less than two months after she left, only the ruins of the house behind her were left showed that they didn't care whether she existed or not.

Perhaps, the reason why she was raised was simply because he anticipated that a woman would be needed as a sacrifice many years later.

Raising her is like raising a pig that can be slaughtered when it reaches a certain age.

But why could she come to the Wangxian Sect to become a disciple?

The Immortal Sect was looking for talents with immortal fate outside, and they would at least start from the town. The original body must have planned to escape on his own, but this was ancient times, and transportation was congested. In such a village in the valley, some people could never escape in their entire lives.

Maybe someone helped her...

After coming here, she always had a strong feeling that she needed to help someone or something do something...

But she was not her original body and had no memories, and this feeling made her very uncomfortable.

Hearing Yu Mian's answer, Sheng Qing nodded slightly, and then used a small soul-searching technique to ask him to answer the question again.

This time, the sacrifice to the mountain god was almost the same, except that what they were asking for was not good weather. Everyone in this village had extra money, and they lived on the small river that flowed through the village. There was gold sand in the river, and occasionally some valuable items would be deposited in the sand.

As long as they offer sacrifices, they can have a steady stream of money flowing into their pockets, so they are reluctant to give up such a treasure pot.

As a result, the entire village kept silent about the secret for hundreds of years, and many women were killed during this period.

Yu Mian was shocked. She thought he could at least have a little kindness, but it turned out he had none at all?

When Shengqing saw that the other party had finished speaking, he directly crushed his soul and made him never be reborn.

Some of the merits that were overflowing from her body were deducted, and she shook her fingertips nonchalantly, looking a little disgusted.

Only Yu Mian was left standing there.

"Master, didn't you say that we shouldn't harm mortals at will? The laws of nature are unpredictable. It's not good for us cultivators to interfere in the affairs of the mortal world, right?" Yu Mian frowned, worried that Sheng Qing would be punished by the laws of nature because of this.

Sheng Qing hugged Yu Mian and prepared to go find Shan Yin Jun. When they came to the river, he put his fingertips into the water to instantly locate the other party's position. Then he stood up and took out a handkerchief, suppressed the excitement between his brows, wiped his hands and said slowly:

"How do you know that it wasn't God's will that I killed him today? Maybe it was just by chance that his life span had come to an end, so he met you and me today, at this time and in this place, and I killed him because of the resentment he had."

"And he should confess all his crimes and report it to the heavens and the earth. This will be his final disaster." Sheng Qing said this without any psychological burden. She wiped her hands with a handkerchief in a ritualistic manner, put the handkerchief away, and then took Yu Mian upstream towards the source of the water.