I'm useless, but my apprentices are all gods who protect others.

I don’t know since when, Zhuang Yue’er likes to mention kindness when surrounded by people.

At first, everyone said that she was not as good as Sheng Yi, and some people complained about Sheng Yi - how could the sect founded by Jian Zun himself be taken over by a mortal with unknown origins.

As time went by, Zhuang Yue'er received less and less scrutiny and criticism, and those who admired kindness gradually became silent, grew old, and even died.

Times have changed, and the existence of good intentions has eventually become history.

When she first became the head of the Qingjian Sect, Zhuang Yue'er was very secretive about her kindness, and felt extremely unlucky when she mentioned it.

But now, Zhuang Yue'er will take the initiative to mention this name in her home stadium.

But except for sword cultivators, not many people remember who Sheng Yi is.

Even if I know her name, I have no feelings for her anymore.

Even if Shangyi once sacrificed his life, saved a city and guarded the entrance to Jiuzhou.

Zhuang Yue'er let out a sigh of joy.

Times have changed.

No matter how dazzling and outstanding it was at the beginning, it is now just a handful of history and a corpse on the frontier.

The crowd was crowded, but when she approached Zhuang Yue'er, she took the initiative to give up an open space. She held the moon in her arms, enjoying the praise and attention of everyone.

"Hey! Don't block the road!" Several monks heard that the head of the Qingjian Sect was there, and hurriedly squeezed towards the center, hoping to catch a glimpse of the head's face.

One of them pushed Sheng Yi's shoulder, and Sheng Yi stepped aside to let go. He stared at the crowd for a while, and finally sighed softly and said to the disciples: "Let's go."

People's hearts are the most fickle, and she doesn't force things.

She didn't pick up the sword just to be a hero.

But speaking of the matter, Sheng Yi and Zhuang Yue'er's account will naturally be settled after Sheng Yi finds out the ins and outs of the changes in Qingjian Sect over the years.

"Hey! Did I let you go?" Zhuang Xing'er paid attention to Cen Wanwan's movements and screamed when she saw the master and apprentice preparing to leave.

Unexpectedly, Cen Wanwan didn't even look back. Zhuang Xing'er was so angry that he picked up a stone and threw it at the back of Cen Wanwan's head.

What was shocking was that the stone paused in the air two or three meters away from Cen Wanwan. The handsome-looking young man in black clothes slowly caught the stone and was in front of Zhuang Xing'er in a blink of an eye.

There are so many people and noisy people here, no one cares.

"W-what are you doing?" Zhuang Xinger swallowed and blurted out, subconsciously taking a few steps back.

If she remembered correctly, this young man seemed to be the fourth among Cen Wanwan's apprentices. He was always cynical and carefree.

"Girl, don't be nervous, you lost something, I'll pay it back." Duan Yanyao spread out his knuckled hands, and on his palm was the stone that Zhuang Xing'er threw at Shengyi.

He didn't seem to know that the stone was used to hurt Cen Wanwan, and he had a harmless smile on his face.

He always has a smile on his face and seems easy to talk to.

Now Zhuang Xing'er looked at Duan Yanyao's slightly curved lips and felt cold all over for no reason.

"Go away! You poor man, don't come near me!" Zhuang Xing'er shouted and wanted to turn around and leave, but found that she couldn't move.

Zhuang Xinger's pupils shrank, this was already the second evil thing she had encountered today.

The occurrence of these evil things is all related to Cen Wanwan.

Duan Yanyao pretended to be sorry and said: "What's wrong? The girl threw this stone herself, but now she doesn't want it? You don't want it, but the person above you wants it very much."

Zhuang Xinger's pupils shrank: "What nonsense are you talking about! Is there someone above me?"

Duan Yanyao smiled and said, "Can't you see? I see a lotus-shaped birthmark on her face, her hair is wet, and the water is dripping on your neck."

Lotus birthmark? !
Zhuang Xing'er was horrified that her former personal maid looked like this.

The birthmark on this maid's face took up half of her face, and Zhuang Xing'er made fun of her.

One day, he said that he wanted to help her wash away the birthmark on her face, so he forced the maid into the water. The maid died soon after.

Zhuang Xing'er felt bored and took advantage of the situation to sink the person to the bottom of the pond to feed the fish.

This maid has been dead for three years, why is this happening to her?
Zhuang Xinger stared at Duan Yanyao with horror.

She and Duan Yanyao had never known each other. It was impossible for Duan Yanyao to know what her personal maid looked like, let alone that she drowned. "Girl, are you scared now?" Duan Yanyao asked knowingly.

"I see there are many people behind the girl, the groom with a bruised nose and a swollen face, the old lady with half a hair... Hey, why are there even five-year-old children?" Duan Yanyao said slowly, probably thinking that Zhuang Xing'er's face was really wonderful. .

"Ah, go away, you are talking nonsense! I have only killed one person, Lian Hua, how could there be so many people behind me..." Zhuang Xing'er collapsed.

Duan Yanyao smiled brightly: "It was true that it wasn't there just now. When I finish speaking, it will be there of course."

As soon as he finished speaking, several resentful ghosts summoned by Duan Yanyao bowed to Duan Yanyao, and their appearance was no different from what he said.

The five-year-old infant spirit hugged Zhuang Xing'er's leg, and several resentful ghosts followed Zhuang Xing'er along with the drowned maid.

Duan Yanyao was quite satisfied when he saw this situation.

These ghosts have a lot of grievances, and if they are entangled, they will die or be disabled.

If you dare to provoke his master like this, you must pay some price.

"I'm sick!" Zhuang Xing'er felt cold for no reason, cursed and ran away.

Duan Yanyao shrugged and turned to look for Cen Wanwan, only to see that Ze Qi and Chu Xuanshang had left, only Cen Wanwan was waiting for him.

Duan Yanyao was slightly startled, with a strange feeling in his heart.

The last time someone was willing to wait for him was a thousand years ago.

"Where did you go?"

There were really many people, so he kindly asked Chu Xuanshang and Ze Qi to go to the restaurant first while he waited for Duan Yanyao there.

Duan Yanyao walked side by side with Sheng Yi, separating her from the crowded crowd, and said in a disappointed tone: "Someone lost something, and I returned it to its original owner, but she didn't appreciate it and even scolded me for being sick."

Duan Yanyao still had the stone in his hand that Zhuang Xing'er rejected.

He felt sorry for Zhuang Xinger, she should have picked up the stone.

Duan Yanyao always likes to play with his opponents. Slapping him will bring benefits, it depends on whether the opponent knows it or not.

He cast a spell on the stone. If Zhuang Xing'er took the stone he handed back, the mark on the stone would protect her from ghost torture for a day.

Although I can't escape the torture, I can at least save one day of pain.

Duan Yanyao thought of Zhuang Xing'er running away with a pale face and sighed regretfully.

Sheng Yi didn't know the truth, thinking that Duan Yanyao was scolded for doing good things, so he comforted him: "You know how to return things to their original owners, and you have done a good job. Don't take her scolding to heart, you are right."

Then Shenyi stuffed a candy into his hand: "Don't be unhappy."

Duan Yanyao took the candy and smiled sweetly: "Okay, Master."

……

Back at the inn, the rooms have been allocated.

Shenyi lives in a room by herself, the three apprentices live in separate rooms, and Little Snow Leopard lives with Ze Qi.

She didn't have any objection to this kindness, but the little Snow Leopard wanted to come to her midway, but Ze Qi caught her back with a smile.

After repairing himself, he covered his face with kindness, put on his night clothes and left the inn.

Time has passed, and Qingcheng is no longer what she remembered, it is newer and more prosperous.

It took a few rounds to find the location of the cave.

A cave is different from a mansion. A mansion is just an ordinary house, but a cave is infused with the owner's spiritual power, which is equivalent to an additional independent small secret realm.

In the previous life, during the Mahayana period, there were three mountains hidden in the cave. The mountains were full of precious medicinal materials, and it was impossible to collect them all.

Sheng Yi remembered that the entrance to her cave was hidden next to a stone tablet on the western outskirts of the city, and she could enter her cave by brushing it with spiritual power.

300 years have passed, and the suburbs have long since become the center of the city, but the stone monument is still there.

It was midnight at this time, and Shengyi moved lightly, brushing against the stone tablet as usual, but there was no movement.

Kindness:?Where is home?