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

With Master Daochen Tian leading the way, Shen He's journey out of Qingyu Sect was very smooth. He met a few people who wanted to cause trouble on the way, but he didn't dare to approach them. Shen He even arrogantly raised his middle finger at them.

Mudd!

Those scum who bullied the original owner, just wait for this fairy to come back and take revenge!

"Is there any place you want to go, little girl?"

When they arrived outside the Qingyu Sect's gate, Taoist Master Daochen asked very kindly.

Shen He hesitated for a moment, touched the ancient storage ring on his finger, and made a decision in his heart.

"If you are not busy, could you please take me back home to burn some incense for my family?"

Shen He tilted his head back, his face clear of sadness as he said, "The cause and effect between Shen Rongrong and I should be disclosed to the elders in the afterlife, to avoid any lingering grudges that might affect my Daoist aspirations in the future."

Taoist Chen Tianshi nodded, without expressing any opinion, and summoned his own natal sword.

When flying with a sword, one uses one's own natal sword, especially when there is a sword spirit, so the master does not need to expend any energy.

"Come up."

Taoist Master Daochen enlarged his natal sword and stretched out his hand towards Shen He.

Although he had the original owner's memories, it was Shen He's first time experiencing it and he was so surprised that he kept shouting "Wow".

There's no way around it. Shen He has lived through so many lives that she can't even remember what she's learned, but that doesn't stop her from seeking novelty and excitement.

Even when Daochen Tianshi forgot to pinch his fingers and let her experience the gust of wind, he had no complaints.

As for why Taoist Master Daochen didn't have a flying magic weapon, Shen He wisely didn't mention it. However, the book said that the Xuantian Sect's poor flying vehicles were all covered in dust.

why?

I can’t afford to burn spirit stones.

After flying for about five days, the two finally stopped. Shen He had become a little gray man with a big afro, and his breathing was covered with dust. His clothes, which were already new, could no longer be seen in their original color.

"Um, I forgot to pinch the wind-proof technique, little girl, are you okay?"

After the two landed, Daochen Tianshi discovered that he had an extra bag on his body.

After Shen He's face was blown beyond recognition by the wind, she simply pressed her face against Daochen Tianshi's back. After all, she was still young, and in the world of immortal cultivation, people of hundreds of years old would be beaten to death at any time, so there was no need to avoid suspicion for the time being.

Fortunately, Shen He is not a reserved person, so he was not blown up by the wind.

forget?

This is a ridiculous excuse, no one would believe it.

"I have something to do."

Shen He looked at Daochen Tianshi with resentment and blew a mouthful of dust at him.

Taoist Chen Tianshi looked up at the sky and then down at the ground, refusing to look at Shen He. However, he still had a conscience and performed a cleaning technique to save Shen He's image a little.

"If you want to share the spoils, you can just tell me directly. After all, I'm just a useless little loser in the early stages of Qi Refining. I definitely don't have the courage to compete with you, don't you think?"

Shen He, feeling refreshed, was in the mood to confront Master Daochen.

Taoist Tianshi Daochen's face turned red, and he was obviously confessing something.

This is so embarrassing. He forgot that the little girl is not a disciple of Xuantian Sect yet, so she doesn't need to pay tribute to the sect if she has any gains.

But I can't admit such an embarrassing thing, how can I make up for it?

"Ha! I guessed it right. Master, you are hundreds of years older than me. Can't you just say what you want to say? Do I, Shen He, look like the kind of villain who forgets his principles and is greedy for money?"

Shen He put his hands on his hips, looking indignant.

Although he was only eight years old, Shen He was very thin and had no flesh on his face because he had a hard time in Qingyu Sect. He looked so angry and stubborn that it was really heartbreaking.

Taoist Tianshi Daochen couldn't help himself and took out ten high-grade spirit stones from his storage ring and handed them to Shen He with a painful look on his face.

"Don't be angry. I was just thinking about not having enough time to sell the remaining spots, so I forgot to do the magic! I'm a grown man, how could I care about a little girl like you?"

Master Daochen was afraid that the young disciple he didn't get would be angry and leave, otherwise he would definitely nod in agreement.

What's the big deal about losing face?

You'll get used to it, he's quite thick-skinned!

It hurts when you lose the inside!

My body and soul were in great pain! The storage ring was even more painful!

Shen He: ...

Ten high-grade spirit stones, don’t you feel embarrassed to take them out as the dignified sect leader?

At least it would sound better if we could change it to lower quality ones, and just mention the quantity instead of the grade, right?

By the way, do you really want to go to such a poor sect?

It seems that the disciples' wealth is shared by the sect. Shen He said that she cannot accept this at all!

Shen He was quite conflicted, and even ten high-grade spirit stones didn't seem to be very appealing anymore.

"Little girl, our sect is a little poor, but we have the most talismans among the five major sects, so we can use them at will. I didn't bring many with me this time, so why don't you come with me to get some?"

When Taoist Master Daochen saw that Shen He didn't accept it, he thought she was disgusted and started to make big promises.

Shen He: This pie in the sky is so big that it can choke a person to death.

"I want to pay homage to my ancestors first. If the Taoist priest is busy, you can..." go and do it yourself.

After so many lifetimes, Shen He knows too well that money makes the world go round, and she doesn't want to be poor.

"Don't worry, don't worry. You are just a little girl and it's easy for bad guys to target you. Having this Sect Master accompany you can avoid trouble. Besides, Xuantian Sect is the only place with Xuanmen practitioners. Don't you want to go and take a look?"

Shen He, who was walking towards the Shen family according to the original owner's memory, looked up at Master Daochen who had a flattering smile on his face.

This is like the Big Bad Wolf. Does he think I am Little Red Riding Hood?

If I were really eight years old, I might have been fooled by you.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Master Tian."

Shen He was not one to abandon his master after his deeds had done their work, so he led the way.

Taoist Master Daochen: There is no need to face forward, no need to face backward, this little girl is born to be a member of my Xuantian Sect!

The two walked slowly, and when they arrived at the Shen family ruins, it was already dark.

Shen He pushed open the half-open door, his face covered with dust. Before he even stepped in, he could feel the resentment and ghostly aura coming towards him.

"Little girl, be careful!"

Taoist Master Daochen hurriedly dragged Shen He out of the door, holding the talisman in his hand and wanting to throw it out.

Shen He hurriedly grabbed Daochen Tianshi's sleeve, and the talisman fell lightly to the ground without taking any effect.

Taking a deep breath, Shen He could feel the remaining sadness of the original owner.

This is the original owner's home, and all of the original owner's true happiness comes from here.

But even in the original novel, the original owner was never able to return to this place that she dared not even dream of, and never returned to her home.

With her small hand on her chest, Shen He communicated silently with the original owner.

[Don't be afraid, I will send you home, and I will also pray for your family members so that they can rest in peace. Rest in peace too.]

Noticing that his heartbeat was returning to normal, Shen He slowly exhaled.

"Tianshi, I know there are many ghosts in the house, many wronged souls and evil spirits. There are my family members, relatives and servants of the Shen family, and also the souls of the enemies who wiped out the family."

Shen He spoke crisply, her tone calm, lacking her usual playfulness and sadness.

Taoist Master Daochen sighed softly, raised his hand and rubbed Shen He's head, and understood what she meant.

"There is a formation here that can prevent ghosts from escaping. You have just started to cultivate your Qi and are young, so it is not suitable for you to go in. If you trust me, the sect master, I will summon my fellow disciples to come and pray for their souls, okay?"

Looking at the dilapidated courtyard surrounded by ghostly aura, Taoist Chen Tianshi said with heartache.

If he hadn't come here, Daochen Tianshi would never have thought that this cunning little girl had experienced such a tragic life.

Shen He shook his head slightly.

"Tianshi, please wait for me here. This formation was set up by my mother. I have her blood and will be protected. There are some things I want to understand, and I miss my parents too."

After saying that, Shen He stepped into the haunted house, not giving Daochen Tianshi another chance to persuade her.