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

Lin Chuan looked at the old man smoking a pipe with a puzzled look in his eyes and asked, "Senior, you seem to be very familiar with this place?"

The old man raised his eyes slightly and exhaled a puff of smoke. In the curling smoke, his expression seemed to be filled with reminiscence.

He tapped his pipe gently and said slowly, "This place is indeed familiar to me. Once upon a time, every blade of grass and every tree here has witnessed my past."

Lin Chuan waited quietly for the old man to continue, his curiosity growing stronger. The old man narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance, as if lost in distant memories.

"When I was young, I rose to prominence here. Back then, the northern border was turbulent, and I, with a fearless demeanor, overcame all obstacles and ascended to the upper realm..."

"Ahem, let's get to the point." Lin Chuan listened for a long time, and seeing that he was getting further and further off topic, he couldn't help but interrupt.

"After arriving in the Immortal Realm, I journeyed two thousand years before becoming an inner sect elder of the Xianming Sect. However, a thousand years ago, due to the possession of the precious Yin-Yang Samsara Mirror, the Xianming Sect was besieged by the various major immortal clans. Forced to do so, Sect Master Qing You sealed his daughter Qing Shu along with the Imperial Treasure within the Soul-Nourishing Coffin, using a secret technique to send her here at the cost of her life. I, however, was chosen to be the coffin bearer and was transported along with her."

"But, judging from your aura, you are not at the Immortal Realm. However, the woman in the coffin is indeed at the Immortal Realm."

Jiang Wanying looked at the old man with suspicion, obviously not believing what he had just said.

"It is extremely difficult for the immortals to come to the lower world, not to mention that a thousand years ago, the rules of the lower world changed. The sect leader paid with his life to allow the two of us to come to the lower world smoothly. Qingshu has the protection of the Soul-Nourishing Coffin and the Yin-Yang Reincarnation Mirror, so her strength was preserved. I don't have any treasures on me, so naturally my cultivation level is only one tenth of what it was before." The old man explained patiently.

"Then why did Qingshu arrest people? Where did she take them?" Lin Chuan continued to express his doubts.

"I don't know why she captures people, but I know that all those she captures will be put into the Yin-Yang Reincarnation Mirror." The old man said slowly.

"Then, senior, do you know any way to rescue him?!" Lin Chuan looked at the old man with anticipation.

The old man looked at Lin Chuan's face, pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "You really look like someone."

"Senior, are you talking about the Qin Lang that woman mentioned?" Lin Chuan looked helpless.

The old man didn't say anything, but just nodded slowly.

After a moment of silence.

The old man slowly continued, "You can pretend to be Qin... Qin Lang, approach her first, and then find a chance to bring back the Yin-Yang Samsara Mirror. I will naturally find a way to release your companions."

After saying that, the old man didn't care whether Lin Chuantong agreed or not, but slowly stood up, took the last puff of his cigarette, and left the room.

"You are not allowed to go!"

Lin Chuan hadn't spoken yet, he just turned his head and glanced at Jiang Wanying, but was ruthlessly rejected by her.

"This old fellow rarely speaks the truth. He just wants to trick you into stealing that treasure!"

In Jiang Wanying's opinion, the old man's words were too obvious to be true. He might have been targeting Lin Chuan from the beginning.

"Of course I know that the old man has bad intentions, but Master must be saved." Lin Chuan still insisted.

"But……"

Seeing Lin Chuan mention his master, Jiang Wanying hesitated at this moment.

"I'll go with you!" Jiang Wanying stated her conditions.

"No, Senior Sister still has to stay and take care of Sister Li."

Lin Chuan looked down at Li Yue who was lying beside him. Her breathing seemed to have stabilized and her face had regained color. She should wake up soon.

"But...but..." Jiang Wanying was still a little reluctant.

"Besides, how can I act this out if my senior sister is by my side?"

Seeing that Jiang Wanying's attitude was a little relaxed, Lin Chuan quickly struck while the iron was hot.

"Okay then, Achuan, be careful on your journey and don't try to be stubborn! If it doesn't work, we'll think of other ways. I... I can't live without you!" Jiang Wanying hugged Lin Chuan and choked with sobs.

"Know it."

Lin Chuan patted Jiang Wanying's back gently and comforted her with a gentle look on his face.

After spending some time with Jiang Wanying, Lin Chuan walked out the door. Sure enough, the old man was waiting for him outside.

"Have you considered it?"

"Ah."

"Then come with me, I will take you to Qing Mansion."

After saying that, the old man walked forward on his own, and Lin Chuan followed closely behind him.

Half an hour later, Lin Chuan returned to the door of the ancient house.

The door to the old house remained open, as if awaiting his return. The black coffin in the center of the courtyard, its lid, once open, had somehow returned to its original shape, tightly fitting shut.

"Hold this wooden sign. Once you get the Yin-Yang Samsara Mirror, crush the sign and I will come to pick you up."

The old man handed a worn wooden sign to Lin Chuan, then turned around and left.

Lin Chuan put away the wooden sign and looked at the ancient house in front of him. His legs began to shake uncontrollably.

"You know what, it's really creepy coming here alone."

Lin Chuan smiled bitterly, then mustered up his courage and stepped into the yard.

"Bang!"

The moment Lin Chuan entered the yard, the gate closed automatically.

"No, come again?"

Lin Chuan walked towards the black coffin helplessly. Don't care about life or death, just fight if you don't agree!

"Ahem." Lin Chuan came to the black coffin, cleared his throat, and said to it in a gentle and trembling voice:

"Qingshu, I'm back to see you."

……

"Qingshu, why don't you speak?"

……

"Qingshu?"

……

The only response he got was dead silence, no one answered at all.

Just when Lin Chuan wanted to open the coffin to see what was going on, a gust of cold wind gently blew across the back of his neck.

"Could it be..." Lin Chuan gritted his teeth and looked back suddenly.

"Qingshu?"

Lin Chuan heaved a sigh of relief. He had expected to be confronted by something hideous. Qing Shu was also scary, but at least she wasn't frightening!

"Qin Lang, you finally decided to come back to see me..." Tears flashed in the corners of Qing Shu's eyes.

"Uh..., sorry... I kept you waiting for so long." Lin Chuan also looked at Qing Shu affectionately, but cold sweat ran down his back.

"Qin Lang, now that you've come back, do you still remember the agreement we made?"

Qingshu blushed, lowered her head, and watched Lin Chuan's reaction out of the corner of her eye.

"Uh……"

This question really stumped Lin Chuan. "Damn it! I'm not your Qin Lang, how would I know what kind of agreement we have?" Lin Chuan complained furiously in his heart.

"Why isn't Qin Lang talking? Did he forget?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold wind blew in the old house, and the candlelight in the red lantern flickered.

"Of course I remember." Lin Chuan said stiffly.

"Oh? Then tell me, what is our agreement?"

Qing Shu raised her head, and there was endless madness in her eyes.

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