The little apprentice sister is so fierce. She live broadcasted digging holes and setting up graves

Shen He was also drunk. Why was it so difficult to eat a swollen melon?

Although she didn't get to eat the melon she wanted, Shen He still sat aside obediently, eating the melon seeds and potato chips that she had prepared long ago, and drinking a cup of happy water.

When it comes to eating melons, we don’t distinguish between love, friendship, or family, as long as it’s enjoyable.

"Dad, I'm Qingyu! We haven't heard from you for so many years, we all thought..."

Madam Qingyu choked up and said, "My husband, in order to find out about you, he also left and never returned. And many seniors in Wuwang City have also been looking for your whereabouts over the years, but..."

Madam Qingyu didn't finish her words, but Shen He understood.

The person was not found, but one by one disappeared.

As the old saying goes, if you throw a meat bun at a dog, it will never come back. It's a rough saying, but the truth is there!

No wonder most of the people in Wuwang City are young people or elderly people with low cultivation.

original……

Shen He glanced at the sleeping Si Yuan. This guy was holding the male lead's script.

But he was unlucky enough to be written into a book with Shen Rongrong as the protagonist, and was destined to be a cannon fodder or a villain.

Uh!

It seems that Si Yuan is both a villain and a cannon fodder.

What an unlucky kid!

I can only feel heartache for a second, no more.

He traveled into the book to correct the plot and save Si Yuan, so he still has a chance to turn the tide and become the hero.

As for the thank-you gift, having an awesome brother is much more useful than spirit stones or something.

To put it modestly, Shen He is not short of money and treasures now.

However, you still need to do some operations to have an umbrella when you go out.

“Qingyu…”

The evil ghost seemed to finally react and called Madam Qingyu's name stiffly.

With just two words, Madam Qingyu burst into tears.

No matter how strong a woman is, she has her soft side.

I think Madam Qingyu’s weakness is her family.

"Dad, let's go home. It's good to go home."

Madam Qingyu was still rational. Seeing that her father-in-law was unable to speak normally, she stopped making things difficult for him and herself.

Wiping away her tears, Madam Qingyu turned to look at Shen He.

"Little girl, my father-in-law is like this, is there any way to help him?"

Madam Qingyu didn't know how to help, but her intuition told her that Shen He would definitely be able to help.

One favor is owed, and a bunch of favors are also owed.

Madam Qingyu swore in her heart that Wuwang City would belong to Shen He from now on, and no one could take it away.

But before the little girl grows up, she will guard Wuwang City for her and support her.

"Madam, what do you want to do? The simplest way is to send Senior to reincarnation. The second method is to use a corpse to revive him."

Shen He didn't mention the detailed operation.

No matter what Madam Qingyu chooses, she must nourish her soul first.

"Borrowing a dead body to bring back a soul?"

Madam Qingyu stared at Shen He in a daze. After a long while, she asked with a depressed look, "You're talking about taking over someone else's body, right?"

Shen He shook his head.

"We, as Xuan cultivators, cannot bring about karma. Taking over another's body is tantamount to killing someone. Even bad people have their own way of dying. It's all about cause and effect."

After a pause, Shen He continued, "To revive a soul, you need a dead body. It has to be fresh and warm, and it has to match the soul. That way, there won't be amnesia."

When talking about his profession, Shen He was unusually serious.

"I don't agree with taking over another body. Senior, your soul is incomplete now and needs to be slowly nurtured. There's no rush to find a suitable body. And it's best to first possess a puppet with your newly nurtured soul."

Thinking of the large group of relatives and friends in the purple gold coffin, Shen He was overwhelmed.

Being a puppet was the last thing she wanted to do; it was too troublesome.

But with so many people, choosing a suitable body would be as difficult as climbing to the sky!

"Of course, you can also take the path of ghost cultivation. My parents and some of our predecessors are also taking this path."

Shen He had no way to tell the bigwigs of Xuantian Sect that it was better not to publicize the secrets of the sect.

"Ghost cultivator?"

Madam Qingyu frowned, "You are talking about the path to Nirvana, right?"

Shen He nodded and looked at Madam Qingyu with sparkling eyes.

"Madam, do you know the path to Nirvana?"

Madam Qingyu sighed softly, as if she was lost in memories.

"Ten thousand years ago, the path to Nirvana was highly respected. Although it was difficult to cultivate, those who practiced it were all able to fly to the upper realms, and their bodies were indestructible. Their spiritual consciousness was even more powerful, able to cultivate space."

Madam Qingyu said this and sighed again.

"But when practicing the path of Nirvana, it's easy to go astray. This is especially true for many seniors who lost their physical bodies and were unable to further improve. This led to ghosts and monsters running rampant, and incidents of possession happening everywhere."

Shen He knew nothing about this period of history, not even a glimpse into it.

However, the big brothers in the sect never mentioned it. I don’t know whether they didn’t know or they just didn’t want to talk about it.

And the ghost parents should have never paid attention to these things, right?

"and after?"

Shen He could imagine how chaotic the world would be at that time.

It is even more terrifying than zombies in later generations.

After all, there are ghost hands trying to take your life in places you can't see.

There is no way to avoid it!

"Later, the Immortal Realm was alarmed, and peace was finally restored to the continent. However, the Nirvana Path is no longer allowed to be cultivated, and nothing related to it can be found."

That’s all Madam Qingyu knows.

Shen He: So, the promise I made to Ghost Parents was too big?

I feel a little guilty!

But since the elders didn't mention it, Shen He just pretended not to know.

There are always more solutions than problems, right?

"Then the ghost repair is done. Isn't there a ghost domain?"

Shen He suggested.

"It's not easy to go to the ghost realm. It requires great luck."

Madam Qingyu laughed and said frankly, "It's too early to say these things now. My father-in-law's fate is his own. Once he regains his divine power, he will make his own choice."

Shen He agreed with this very much and liked Madam Qingyu even more.

People should control their own destiny.

The same is true of the fate of ghosts.

"Since Madam has said so, I will take Senior away. You can discuss this again after his soul has recovered."

As Shen He said this, he threw Mr. Si's soul into a small coffin and gave him the treatment of a private household.

We are family, so of course we should live more comfortably.

Madam Qingyu: Are you sure it won’t be cramped to live in such a small box?

"Madam, don't underestimate the small size of this coffin. It's like a mountain, and you can have fun in it!"

Madam Qingyu: Father-in-law...is he a playboy?

This word is quite clear and unique.

"Thank you very much, little girl."

Madam Qingyu wiped the corners of her moist eyes and thanked him sincerely.

I thought I would die with regrets in this life, but now at least I have found the ghost of my father-in-law.

perhaps……

Is there still hope for my husband?

But saving Si Yuan was the most important thing right now, so Madam Qingyu did not speak, so as not to affect Shen He's rescue.

"Madam, please wait a moment."

Shen He had just settled Mr. Si down when he saw Madam Qingyu about to leave, so he quickly asked her to stay.

Shaking the demon tribe's communication talisman in his hand, Shen He said, "Madam, please stay and listen to the news from the demon tribe. There should be some big movement."