As soon as Shu Yaoyao, Liang Chufeng and his group walked out of the cave, they saw a little girl arguing with a monk with a dagger in her hand.

"I don't care. I just want my father's body back."

The little girl holding a dagger and threatening everyone was none other than Juan Shu.

Little Juanshu's eyes were red, his body was trembling slightly, but his tone was very fierce.

"Uncle Master." The monk next to him saluted towards Shu Yaoyao.

Shu Yaoyao rubbed his aching forehead and said in an irritable tone: "If she wants to take the bodies of her family back, let her take them back."

Yun Su, who was standing beside him, also said, "Master is right. Ordinary people believe in returning to their roots. Let her take it back! You can also help look for it."

The monk next to him looked embarrassed, and finally explained: "The little girl actually found her father."

"And then?" Yun Su asked again.

"His father was made into a puppet. Just now, the uncle-master and the head of the Liang family have issued orders that ordinary corpses should be buried on the spot. The corpses made into puppets must be burned." The disciple explained honestly.

Shu Yaoyao rubbed her forehead, feeling even more upset, and totally unable to hear what he said.

Yun Su came out to coax the little girl and said, "Little girl, your father has already been made into a puppet. If the puppet is not burned, the evil spirit on it will harm more ordinary people. You look so kind, how can you bear to let your father continue to harm people?"

Sure enough, after hearing this, Juanshu's expression changed again and again.

Just when Juanshu was in a daze, her stepmother ran out from somewhere.

Without saying a word, he pulled Juanshu and left.

The little Juanshu struggled hard, but he didn't dare to hurt anyone with the dagger in his hand.

Although she hated her stepmother, she was so beautiful that it hurt.

"I don't know you, let me go." Juan Shu yelled angrily.

The woman hit her on the back again and again, seemingly trying to persuade her, but in fact she was insulting her: "You stupid girl, you are still being stubborn. Your name is Li Daya, and your father is still waiting for you to come back to Lijia Village. You are embarrassing me here. What father are you looking for..."

Juanshu kept struggling, and kept explaining: "You don't want me anymore, I'm not your daughter, let me go."

The woman seemed to have a purpose. From the moment she pulled Juanshu, her hands had been groping around her body randomly.

Just as the two were struggling, a purse was snatched out of Juanshu's arms.

Just as the two were fighting over the purse, the purse rolled down and fell at Shu Yaoyao's feet.

Shu Yaoyao was looking at the familiar objects at her feet, still not coming back to her senses.

The woman had already pushed Juanshu away and reached out to pick up the purse.

"Wait a moment." Shu Yaoyao's voice was a little cold.

The old woman acted as if she didn't hear anything and pretended to be deaf and dumb as she picked up the purse on the ground.

"This bell made of gold can definitely be exchanged for a lot of money. It will provide Xiaobao with the money to marry a wife in the future." The woman took the purse in her hand and looked at it over and over again.

She was totally unaware of the hateful gaze of Juanshu who slashed the woman's arm with a dagger the next second.

The purse also fell to the ground as the woman felt pain.

Juanshu picked up the purse on the ground and carefully put it in her arms.

He stepped directly on the woman's palm, and his tone was vicious in a way that was not suitable for her age.

"I told you this is not yours. I am not an object. I am not something you can throw away whenever you want or pick up whenever you want." Juanshu was breathing heavily, with beads of sweat on his cheeks.

Yun Su stared at the little girl who suddenly became fierce, and said kindly: "She is your mother after all, there is no need for you to be so cruel."

Juanshu's eyes turned red, and she looked like a trapped animal: "I am cruel. When she asked me to go fishing in the winter, why didn't anyone say she was cruel? When she would rather throw the leftover food to the pigs. You didn't give me a cent when I was hungry for two days. Why don't you say she is cruel."

"She was in the dungeon and wanted to push me out to be eaten by the demons several times. Why didn't you say she was cruel? She is not my mother, so why can't I be cruel?"

At this moment, Juanshu looked like a mad little wolf cub.

Just as Juanshu was speaking, the woman ran away in shame, holding her injured hand.

At this time, Liang Chufeng walked up to Juanshu and stretched out his hand to ask for it: "Let me see the purse that just fell out of your pocket."

Liang Chufeng had also seen the purse just now. Ji Yu had been using that purse for almost ten years, so how could he not know about it?

Juanshu covered his pocket, as if afraid that the person was going to steal his things, and refused to give him anything stubbornly.

Liang San, who was standing next to her, advised: "Don't be afraid, little girl. We are cultivators from the Liang family and we won't steal your things. It's just that the thing in your pocket looks very similar to our young master's belongings. Our family just wants to confirm it."

Juanshu didn't hear the rest of the words clearly, she only accurately caught the two words "Liang family".

Juan Shu pointed at Liang Chufeng and asked, "Are you from the Liang family?"

Liang Chufeng nodded. If he wasn't afraid of hurting the little girl, he would have rushed over to snatch it away.

Juanshu looked at the man with a little suspicion until she saw the jade pendant on his waist.

She grew up in the countryside and didn't know many words, but she was diligent and studious, and when she had nothing to do, she always liked to eavesdrop in the village private school.

After a while, although she didn't recognize many characters, she still recognized the "liang" in "gaoliang".

Juanshu carefully took out the purse from her bosom. Worried that the other party might find it dirty, she wiped it again and again before handing it over.

Liang Chufeng took the purse and recognized it as Ji Yu's at a glance. Shu Yaoyao next to him also recognized it.

It was a few days before the wedding. Shu Yaoyao was unable to practice because she was destroyed that day. Out of boredom, she thought of imitating other ordinary brides and embroidering a wedding dress by herself.

But in the end, the time was too short and she didn't even learn how to embroider a purse. She embroidered two half-finished purses, and her father and Ji Yu each took one.

She thought Ji Yu said it was beautiful to make her happy. But... that fool actually hid it secretly for so many years.

"Where did you get this purse?" Shu Yaoyao's voice was not gentle.

Juanshu liked the fairy in front of him a little, but at this moment he was very afraid of her.

"This is a gift from my father."

Hearing her words, Liang Chufeng also roared: "You are lying, this is obviously Xiaoyu's thing. How did it become your family heirloom?"

Juanshu was not flustered and quickly explained everything that had happened from the time he met Ji Yu until today.

By the way, I also informed them that there were items in my purse that needed to be handed over to them.

Liang Chufeng opened his purse with half belief and half doubt, and a sound recording stone inside suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Juanshu felt that the people in front of him might know his father, so he knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "Please, help me bring my father's body back. Don't burn it."

Hearing this, Liang Chufeng and Shu Yaoyao felt like the sky was falling.

He quickly pulled Juanshu and flew towards the place where the puppets were being burned.