After becoming a Taoist partner with my senior sister, my master changed

"Crack!"

A cracking sound echoed, and the jade flute snapped in two. Li Yue was thrown backwards, covered in blood, before landing heavily on the side and passing out.

"Sister Li!"

"Sister Liyue!"

Lin Chuan and Jiang Wanying were very anxious.

Lin Chuan didn't care about his own injuries at this time. With the support of Jiang Wanying, he quickly came to Li Yue and fed her a Ten-Herbs Tonic Pill without caring whether it would work or not.

"madness."

The woman sitting in the bloody coffin looked at this scene and shook her head. In her opinion, in a critical moment, it is better to find a way to get herself out of danger first rather than protecting useless trash.

"However, no matter what choice you make, it cannot change the ending. Right, Qin Lang?" The woman muttered to herself with a gloomy expression.

The attack still did not stop, and those blood lines seemed to be able to regenerate, flying towards Lin Chuan and Jiang Wanying again.

"Achuan, this time it's my turn to protect you!"

There was a look of determination in Jiang Wanying's eyes, as if she had already made some decision.

Her hair began to turn white at a speed visible to the naked eye, the temperature around her began to rise sharply, and the space was distorted under this scorching heat.

"Feng Ling..."

Before the move was performed, the blood line arrived in front of Jiang Wanying in almost the blink of an eye.

"So fast?" Jiang Wanying's pupils shrank slightly. Just as she was about to resist, she suddenly felt a pair of strong hands hugging her, and then a familiar body pressed heavily in front of her.

"Achuan!"

Jiang Wanying exclaimed, tears streaming down her face. This time, it seemed she had failed to protect him again.

"Vajra is immortal!"

Lin Chuan knew that he could not resist, but he still opened up his defenses to the fullest, even coating the outermost part of his body with a layer of yin and yang energy.

"Pfft!"

Pain came, and the blood pierced through his defenses and entered his body. But Lin Chuan was surprised to find that he was still alive!

The blood that entered his body was being rapidly absorbed by the half of the black cyclone in his dantian, and then transformed into streams of pure energy, quickly repairing the wounds pierced by the blood.

"Yin Yang Avenue? Qin Lang, is that you? I knew you would come to see me!"

The woman in the coffin seemed to sense something and quickly raised her head, looking at Lin Chuan excitedly. But then, her expression immediately dimmed.

"You are not him." The woman said in a lost tone.

"Achuan is not your Qin Lang. Your Qin Lang probably already has someone else in his heart!"

Seeing that Lin Chuan was safe and sound, Jiang Wanying, with slightly red eyes and tear marks at the corners, pulled him back to her side and glared at him fiercely. Then, she turned around and taunted the woman in the coffin.

Since I can’t beat him or run away anyway, I might as well satisfy my urge to talk before I die.

"So, he is your Qin Lang?" The woman looked at Jiang Wanying with a faint tone.

"He is my Lin Lang!"

Jiang Wanying came to Lin Chuan and looked at him affectionately with her gentle eyes. Then, Jiang Wanying gently stood on tiptoe and pecked Lin Chuan on the lips.

"Sister..."

"Achuan..."

The two looked at each other lovingly, as if swearing their love to each other.

"Okay, very good, your Lin Lang, right? He won't be soon!" Looking at the two people showing their affection in front of her, the woman sneered.

"Sizzle-sizzle-la-la"

Suddenly, a shrill suona sound was heard in the yard. The sound came from far away and finally stopped outside the door of the ancient house.

"crunch~"

The courtyard door that was originally closed suddenly opened!

A group of expressionless, stiffly moving paper figures, holding white lanterns and clad in mourning, stood neatly on either side. Between them stood two strangely decorated sedan chairs, each exuding a chilling air.

"It's time for you two to get into the sedan chair!"

The paper people turned their heads strangely, their eyes fixed on Jiang Wanying and Li Yue, who was lying on the ground, her life or death uncertain.

Immediately afterwards, the paper people walked towards the two women with stiff steps, as if they wanted to take them away by force.

"Qiang!"

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. When doing things in the underworld, there are no taboos..."

"Qiang!"

Suddenly, in the dense fog outside the ancient house, a gong sounded. Without warning, the paper figurines and sedan chairs spontaneously combusted, turning to ash in the blink of an eye.

In the fog not far away, a black shadow holding a gong slowly walked towards Lin Chuan and the others.

"follow me."

The black shadow stood outside the ancient house and waved to Lin Chuan in the yard.

Lin Chuan looked back at the woman in the coffin behind him. The woman lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking. At this time, the door was open, and it seemed that this was indeed the best opportunity to escape.

"go!"

Lin Chuan and Jiang Wanying helped Li Yue up from the ground and ran out of the ancient house quickly.

The woman sitting in the coffin behind him just kept her head down, thinking about something, and ignored Lin Chuan's departure.

"Excuse me, senior, who are you?" Lin Chuan looked at the old man standing in front of him with vigilance.

The old man was hunched over, holding a gong, and remained silent. He was also looking at Lin Chuan carefully.

After a long silence, the old man shook his head, then turned around and said to Lin Chuan:

"Come with me."

Then, without caring whether Lin Chuan followed him or not, he walked into the fog on his own.

Seeing the old man's back becoming increasingly blurred in the mist, Lin Chuan and Jiang Wanying exchanged a quick glance, nodded in tacit understanding, and then supported Li Yue and followed without hesitation.

Half an hour later.

"crunch~"

The old man pushed open the door of a wooden house and waved to Lin Chuan and others who were coming behind him, indicating them to go in.

Lin Chuan and Jiang Wanying were not polite either. After entering the house, they first placed Li Yue in place, and then sat aside, staring at the old man with curious eyes.

After the old man closed the door, he also found a place to sit down. He got a pipe from somewhere and smoked it, completely ignoring Lin Chuan and the others and not speaking to them.

"May I ask who you are, senior?" Seeing that the old man remained silent, Lin Chuan couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

"What is your purpose in going to Qing Mansion?"

The old man did not answer Lin Chuan's question, but instead asked a rhetorical question.

"Qing Mansion?" Lin Chuan was confused at first, but then he realized that the old man might be talking about the old house.

"So the old house is called Qing Mansion," Lin Chuan thought to himself.

"We went there to look for someone. After she entered the ancient house, she disappeared. Do you know her whereabouts?" Seeing that the old man seemed to know a lot, Lin Chuan asked hurriedly.

"She must have been captured by Qingshu."

The old man stared at Lin Chuan's eyes and saw that he did not seem to be lying. After thinking for a moment, he slowly spoke.

"Qingshu?"

"That's the woman you saw sitting in the coffin."

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