Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

Before, when they were in the mountain gate, they practiced martial arts so hard, but they never saw Yin Yin cry. But today, they suddenly saw Yin Yin's tears, and Yi Ren quickly came to comfort her.

Yinyin shook her head, pointed to the two buckets that had just been put down, and whispered, "Auntie, don't forget our things."

Even while crying, she didn't forget the seafood she found?

Yi Ren realized what was happening, picked up the small bucket, and put on a worried expression, watching as Yin Yin took a few steps and seemed about to wipe away tears. But Yi Ren was close enough to see clearly that Yin Yin's hand hadn't actually touched her own eyes at all.

"Yinyin," she hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.

Yinyin glanced at her hands, then pointed to her small bucket, and silently uttered two words hidden under her sleeve—"Unwashed."

She had just gone to find so much seafood and shellfish. Although she washed her hands with seawater, she didn't use any kind of cleaning product like bath soap, so she felt it wasn't clean enough and dared not let her hands or clothes touch her eyes.

Who knows if there are any bacteria on my hands? It would be bad if I got an infection.

Yi Ren didn't quite understand what Yin Yin was thinking, but she knew Yin Yin was intelligent, so she didn't say anything and just subconsciously cooperated with her.

In fact, Yin Yin had already started analyzing what the three people were saying the moment she heard it.

Yinyin and her companion went out without making any special attempt to conceal their whereabouts, and quite a few people knew about it. Now that they've returned, they've heard people gossiping about Xuan Nu. What a coincidence!

The woman continued up the artificial hill at such a fast pace without seeing anyone, which further suggests that this was premeditated.

Just as she said, someone was trying to scheme against them.

The words he just spoke, which later even showed a hint of sympathy for Xuan Nu, revealed a lot of information.

For example, Xuan Nu's master must have done something that not only made him a villain in the eyes of Pengshan, but also implicated his entire lineage, especially Xuan Nu, his disciple.

Although the four envoys and elders all protected Xuan Nu, indicating that Xuan Nu was innocent in this matter, the people of Pengshan still hated Xuan Nu and may have subjected her to emotional abuse, which may be one of the reasons that led Xuan Nu to leave Pengshan.

The fact that the "that person" mentioned at the end of the conversation made all four envoys wary and could influence their attitude towards Xuan Nu indicates that this person is at least an elder, or even above an elder.

Of all the people Yin could guess, the Third Elder was definitely one of them. She genuinely cared for Xuan Nu, which fit the description. But if it was the Third Elder, wouldn't it be a bit strange for those people to refer to her as "that person"?

As Yin Yin walked absentmindedly, she thought that if that grandmaster were still alive, he might also meet this standard.

If it's the latter guess, Yin Yin thinks these people probably want to use her or Yi Ren's mouths to pass on some message to their master.

In fact, Yin Yin had considered going back and telling Xuan Nu about it, but when she thought about Xuan Nu's attitude towards the Third Elder and the other envoys, she gave up the idea.

If the latter guess is correct, then telling Master about this beforehand would definitely put her in a very difficult position.

Since Master likes Pengshan and the Third Elder so much, even when he accepted her and her sister as his personal disciples, he would hang a painting with the words "Pengshan" hidden behind them. He also promised the Third Elder a couple of days ago that he would come back more often. It's best to try not to have any misunderstandings with Pengshan.

In this way, the master can also visit the home in her heart more often.

The two walked along in a grand manner, and before long, they encountered Zhuque returning from outside.

"What's wrong? Why is your face being rubbed?"

Upon seeing that it was Zhuque, Yinyin obediently bowed and said, "Uncle-Master."

"Poor thing," in Zhuque's eyes, Yinyin had always been sweet, but now she suddenly pouted and looked dejected like a kitten that had fallen into the water, which made Zhuque feel very uncomfortable.

Zhuque bent down and picked up Yinyin: "Didn't you say you went beachcombing today? Did you not get anything?"

"Otherwise, when my senior uncle has some free time tomorrow, I'll take you there. I guarantee I can find you lots of good food."

Yinyin shook her head, hugged Zhuque with both hands, buried her face in Zhuque's shoulder, and didn't say anything.

With a forced smile, she spoke up at the opportune moment: "Lord Suzaku, we have obtained quite a lot of things today; the buckets are all full."

Zhuque peeked inside the bucket from the lid she had lifted: "Wow, there's quite a lot. Why is Yinyin still unhappy?"

Under Zhuque's questioning gaze, Yiren moved her lips with a troubled expression, but ultimately made no sound and looked away.

Zhuque frowned, but she couldn't very well ask someone who wasn't her maid to explain, so she could only comfort Yinyin, "Yinyin, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

“No,” Yin Yin blinked, a tear, still warm from its fall, landed on Zhu Que’s neck. “Uncle-Master, someone wants to harm Master.”

"What?" Zhuque became serious, gently patted her, glanced around, and carried her to his study. "Yinyin, what do you know? Tell your master, okay?"

Yin Yin fell silent again, leaving Zhu Que with no choice but to look at her once more.

This time, in Zhuque's study, Yiren recounted everything in detail, even mimicking the tone of those people's voices perfectly.

Zhuque's face darkened upon hearing this, and she gritted her teeth, saying, "You said you went to check immediately and didn't see anyone?"

She nodded.

Yinyin stirred: "Uncle-Master, Aunt Yiren and I just went out, and someone said such things on the road we had to take. Master, Master's side... I'm a little worried."

After Yinyin finished speaking, she muttered softly, "If these people often talk nonsense in front of Master, then I understand why Master misses you so much, but doesn't dare to come back."

"Is she constantly thinking about us outside?" Zhuque asked, momentarily forgetting about those other people.

Yinyin nodded and whispered in her ear as if she were telling a big secret: "There has always been a painting hanging in Master's room. I used to think it was just a landscape or flowers. But when Master accepted us as his personal disciples, he said that the painting had the words 'Pengshan' written on it."

"She hangs it in her room and looks at it every day."

A look of emotion flashed in Zhuque's eyes. He picked up Yinyin, called to Yiren, and walked out, saying, "Your master's face is ruined and his mouth is sealed shut. He won't say a word."

She gritted her teeth and said, "I think even her hand was broken. People still know to write letters to let others know they're safe. What does she know?"

Zhuque arrived at Xuan Nu's residence in a menacing manner, put Yin Yin down in the courtyard, asked where Xuan Nu was, and then went in, slamming the door shut.

Lin Jingjing, who was practicing in the yard, was startled and Hongyao came out to see what was going on.

When the two asked, Yiren simply said she didn't know, while Yinyin said somewhat guiltily, "Isn't there a painting of Pengshan hanging in Master's room? I let it slip."

"My master is angry that he is thinking of Pengshan, but he doesn't send any news back."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jingjing turned around and went back to practice martial arts.

Hongyao sighed, said nothing more, looked at the things Yiren had brought back, and pulled her along to pack them.

Xuan Nu and Zhu Que were both skilled in martial arts. Yin Yin dawdled for a long time before finally reaching the door, only to find it slightly ajar. She was then pulled inside.

Yinyin was dragged through the door without daring to move. She immediately noticed her master's slightly red eyes, while Zhuque, who had just put her down, seemed to be in a good mood.

"Good Yinyin, I've already made an agreement with your master that you must write a letter back every two months."

“Your master is prone to procrastination in these matters, so I’ll have to trouble you to keep an eye on her for your master’s sister from now on.”

“As long as you don’t miss a single letter from your master, I will give you a generous reward every year when your master brings you and your sisters back for a short stay.”

Yinyin didn't dare to agree immediately, but first looked at her master.

Zhuque said, "Why are you looking at her? She's my junior sister, so she has to listen to me now."

Under the threatening gaze of the Vermilion Bird, the Mystic Maiden's eyes held a mixture of helplessness and gentle smile as she nodded slightly to Yin Yin.

This time, with her master's permission, Yin Yin agreed without any pressure.

Zhuque was satisfied. He patted Yinyin, said goodbye to Xuan Nu, and then went out.

Only she and Xuan Nu remained. Yin Yin immediately seized the opportunity to admit her mistake to her master, explaining clearly what had happened on her way back and what she had done on the road: "Master, I was wrong."

Xuan Nu stroked her hair, without blaming her, but said, "In the future, you must not act on your own when it comes to matters concerning Pengshan."

After Yin Yin nodded cautiously, Xuan Nu said again, "But this time, Master wants to thank you, otherwise Master really couldn't say these things out loud."

“Master,” Yin Yin saw the wistfulness in her eyes and asked cautiously, “Who is that person they’re talking about?”

“It was your grandmaster,” Xuan Nu sighed, “Your grandmaster… was a genius even more powerful than you and me.”

"Sometimes, a wrong step can be taken in the blink of an eye."

Xuan Nu thought for a moment before continuing, "Pengshan originally had five branches, each with its own responsibilities, but they were never allowed to leave the island for their entire lives."

“Your grandmaster has always been dissatisfied with this rule, so he came up with a way to completely get rid of this responsibility.”

"He's halfway there."

"Half?" Yin Yin didn't understand.

The goddess's eyes were filled with unspeakable sorrow: "He did indeed bring freedom to our lineage, but... the price was divine punishment that followed, which took the lives of almost half the people on the island."

"Divine punishment?" Yin Yin's eyes widened in disbelief. "What is divine punishment?"

"Lightning splits mountains, seas overflow, and hurricanes come with earth-shattering power." As a top expert, Xuan Nu should not have been afraid, but at this moment, her eyes were indeed filled with indelible fear. "Human power is so insignificant in the face of heaven and earth, like an ant trying to shake a tree. Even if we try our best, we cannot find the right way."

This……

It sounds a lot like a typhoon is passing through.

Yinyin hesitated and asked, "Master, these celestial phenomena sound like they're what hurricanes bring, so how can they be divine punishment?"

“Because Pengshan has never experienced a hurricane before,” Xuan Nu lowered her eyelids, “even if there is a huge hurricane outside, it will detour around Pengshan. Therefore, Pengshan has always been like spring all year round, peaceful and tranquil.”

"Later... after the elders escorted your grandmaster back to his position, the hurricane really stopped abruptly."

Are Pengshan and other sects in the same world?

Yinyin felt like her brain was about to explode.

Once the Grandmaster returns to his position, will everything stop?

Is there really no cultivation in this world besides martial arts?

“From then on, the public was told that your grandmaster had been executed, but in fact, he was imprisoned,” Xuan Nu pursed her lips. “What you heard was actually spread by your grandmaster.”

"The elders know about these things, and your senior uncles and the others may also know some of them."

"The fact that our master passed on these words means he still wants to come out, right?" Yin Yin thought for a moment.

“Yes,” Xuan Nu affirmed her thoughts, “It’s a pity I’m an unfilial son, I can’t and dare not fulfill his expectations. That’s why these voices are appearing around you now.”

Even while locked up, he still possesses such great abilities. This master is truly amazing!

Just as Yin Yin was about to speak, she suddenly remembered something: "Master, has Grandmaster used this kind of behavior many times before? Not just towards you, right?"

Xuan Nu was surprised that Yin Yin had thought of this, and in her daze, she missed the first opportunity to reply.

Therefore, there was no need for her to answer anything further; Yin Yin understood.

The grandmaster truly wanted freedom, and he also wished he could help his disciple!

With such methods, by guiding people in inconspicuous corners, behind trees, or among crowds, how many of the Pengshan people, half of whom lost their loved ones due to "natural disasters," could not be guided to direct their hatred towards Xuan Nu?

After all, in their eyes, their grandmaster was dead, and the only one left alive in this lineage was Xuan Nu.

If I don't hate her, who else can I hate?

But how old was Xuan Nu back then? Judging from what she just said, she probably hadn't been a disciple for very long.

Even with the protection of elders and senior disciples who know the truth, the malice from others can truly crush a child.

At this moment, Yin Yin really felt a lump in her throat and wanted to cry.

She held Xuan Nu and couldn't stop crying.

Xuan Nu picked her up in a panic: "Why are you crying?"

Xuan Nu reached out to wipe away her tears, but the more she wiped, the more she couldn't get them clean, turning Yin Yin into a little kitten.

“Master,” Yin Yin said, choking back tears, “Grandmaster is bad, but your disciple is good. With Yin Yin and my sister by your side, we will always be good to each other.”

The goddess slowed her hand from wiping her face, and then suddenly pulled her into her arms.

At the end of the day, Yin Yin, whose face was covered in smears, insisted on not going out. It was only after Xuan Nu personally wrung out a handkerchief to wipe her face that she was allowed to come out for a meal.

After the meal, Yin Yin refused to go back and insisted on sleeping next to Xuan Nu. Xuan Nu had no choice but to agree.

Lin Jingjing didn't know why her younger sister suddenly had such an idea, but that didn't stop her from following her sister's wishes and also asking to be next to her master and sister.

In the end, Hongyao enjoyed the east wing alone, while three people crowded into the main room.

Although it was a bit crowded, Xuan Nu felt very comfortable lying on the pillow.