relief

"I've never seen the girl before. Do you know me?" He looked puzzled and asked incredulously, "No, what did you mean when you said I could talk to An Li? Is she still alive?"

"Won't you invite us in?"

Yu Anhui hesitated for a moment before opening the door, pursing his lips and whispering, "Come in, both of you. Just be quiet."

He led them to an empty courtyard. Seeing the decoration in the courtyard, it was not difficult to guess that this should be where Yu Anli lived during his lifetime.

Yu Heyi was not polite and found a chair to sit down.

Wan Qi Si, who was standing beside her, threw the Yu Zhu Sword in his hand onto the round table and squinted at her: "You treat it like your own home. You're really not polite."

Yu Anhui couldn't wait to ask, "This girl, my sister..."

"Dead." Wanqi Si interrupted him.

A look of disappointment quickly emerged in Yu Anhui's eyes. Yu Heyi glared at Wanqi Si and immediately explained:

"Although Yu Anli is dead, she still has a little spirit left in this world. If you have anything to say to her, you might as well say it, otherwise she will always think that you don't want her anymore."

"Sister... can you hear me?" He clenched his fists, thinking of the past, and his eyes gradually turned red. "I'm sorry for you. As a brother, I failed to protect you and let you get bullied..."

All the things she knew and didn't know were heard by her own ears at this moment.

Her childhood sweetheart Lu Jin, after learning of her death, stood at the gate of Yu Mansion every day, for the entire day.

He regretted it deeply. If he had been braver, his beloved girl would not have ended up like this. He wanted to protect her silently behind her. As long as she was happy, he would accept it even if the person she loved was not him.

But such a coward that he didn't even see Yu Anli for the last time.

When Lu Jin learned that the Yu family was planning to marry the Lu family, his hands were shaking and he was so happy that he almost went crazy.

That was the girl he had liked since childhood.

He was timid and self-deprecating, and dared not tell anyone about his love, so he could only hide it in his heart.

Whenever he saw Yu Anli smile, his heart would also become happy.

Until he saw the look in Yu Anli's eyes when he looked at Yuan Yuan, which he had never seen before.

A look that contains tenderness, happiness and admiration.

After Yu Anli's death, Lu Jin became depressed and died of starvation.

When her father heard the news of her death, his hair turned white overnight.

Her father always stared blankly at the place she loved to go when she was a child. Even though Yu Anli liked him so much as a father when she was a child, she always stuck to him and took her out to play.

Since when did the rift between father and daughter begin?

It seemed as if she had stepped into the Yu Mansion one day and declared that she would not marry anyone except a boy from the Yuan family.

He couldn't eat, sleep or sleep well, and he felt listless every day.

Her brother knelt in the ancestral hall for three days and three nights, blaming himself for not protecting his sister as an older brother.

He is not good at expressing himself, but he always prepares surprises for her secretly. His father always says that his sister is naughty, but he never thinks so. His sister is still young and will naturally become sensible when she grows up.

I clearly spoke to my sister the night before she disappeared.

My sister said that she wanted to meet Yu Zhujian.

If he had accompanied her at that time, would his sister not have disappeared?

They knew that Yuan Yuan was not a good person, but they did not protect Yu Anli.

Whether it was his father, Yu Anhui or Lu Jin, they all fell into deep self-blame.

"Dad is just angry. I can see how upset he is. He said that because he's afraid the Yuan family will cause trouble for me." Yu Anhui was already sobbing. "Dad and I have always hoped that Anli can grow up safely and happily marry someone worthy of her trust."

"I've searched all over Yandong these days. I saw Yu Zhujian on the hill behind Yong'an Temple, but I didn't see my sister.

It was Yu Zhujian who killed my sister. I didn't want to bring Yu Zhujian back to the Yu family, so I left him to die in the wooden house."

It turned out that he had been to the cabin and found Yu Zhu Sword, but because of these grudges, he did not take the sword with him.

By some strange coincidence, his life was saved.

Yu Heyi patted his back gently and was about to speak to comfort him when a voice interrupted him.

“Woo woo—”

"sorry……"

The compassionate cry came from the only remaining soul of Yu Anli, the soul that was not completely devoured by the sword spirit.

Wanqi Si said: "She has been punishing herself in the most painful way."

"Persuade her to stop torturing herself and let her be free."

"Sister, if you can hear me, please let yourself go, okay? None of this is your fault. It's your brother who failed to protect you and made you suffer."

Yu Anhui wiped the tears from his face.

Yu Zhu's sword hummed, and his body trembled.

Yu Heyi whispered, "She heard it."

As if sensing that Yu Anli's obsession and unwillingness were quickly dissipating, the sword spirit began to stir.

An aura filled with murderous intent burst out from Yu Zhu Sword.

"Brother, be careful!"

Wanqi Si raised his wrist to block the murderous aura, looked at Yu Zhujian coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Still restless!"

Yu Heyi tapped his fingertips lightly, muttered something, and covered Yu Zhujian with soft spiritual power.

"Brother, guess what curse this is?"

"Spring Birth Curse."

The Spring Revitalization Spell, as the name suggests, is a spell that brings vitality to the spring.

This spell required very little spiritual power and was of little use. Almost no disciples in the sect were willing to learn it. It was only after Yu Heyi found it in a book that she specifically asked Qi Shouchu to teach her.

Because she likes spring and vitality.

Evil spirit is the product of the suffering of all living beings, but vitality can purify the evil spirit and at least restrain it for a while.

After the evil energy around Yu Zhu Sword dissipated, the sword body became clean and bright, no longer emitting a terrifying aura.

Yu Anli's inner demons dissipated, and her obsession and unwillingness all turned into a faint cloud of smoke in that cry.

With a wave of his hand, they dispersed.

The souls of those who were innocently killed and imprisoned in the sword were all freed as the evil spirit dissipated.

Yu Heyi secretly cast a spell and drove the souls of Yuan Yuan and others into the animal realm.

Since you can do such things worse than pigs and dogs, you should be reborn as an animal.

Without the protection of demonic energy and resentment, and with the vitality of the Spring Curse affecting the evil spirit, the evil sword spirit was like a turtle without its shell.

Wanqi Si took a step forward and crushed it easily.

From then on, all the grudges and grievances in Yu Zhujian's past were turned into smoke and clouds. Yu Zhujian was no longer a fierce sword, but an ordinary sword.

Yu Anhui looked at Yu Zhujian on the table in a trance. When he came to his senses, the two people in the yard had already left.

"Yu Heyi, why didn't you tell him what Yu Anli experienced in the illusion?"

She shrugged. "Why would I tell you? Yu Anli is already dead. What does it matter if he knows about this? It only adds to my pain and self-blame."

"Are you so kind?"

Wanqi Si raised his hand to stop him and stood in front of her ruthlessly.

"What? Is there something dirty on my face?"

"You haven't told me why Yu Zhujian chose you to enter the illusion. Why did the illusion reject me but accept you?"

"...Of course, it's because you, Senior Brother, have such strong spiritual power that you were excluded. As for someone with such limited spiritual power, I certainly won't be excluded as much as you. There are only the two of us and Taoist Jingxu here. If they don't choose me to go in, will they choose someone who is asleep?"

"Let's go, Second Brother is still waiting for us, let's go back quickly."

She made up an excuse and pushed and dragged him away.

A ray of sunlight penetrated the clouds, illuminating the outside of Yong'an Temple, reflecting a colorful halo.

"Master Anchan, how is my second senior brother?"

"Don't worry, my two benefactors. Your companion is fine. He just woke up, though a little weak, and is still lying in my room. I'm grateful to you for this time. If you need my help in the future, please let me know." Taoist An Chan said enthusiastically, "That... vicious sword should no longer be in danger, right?"

"The evil and murderous aura on the sword has dissipated."

"I'm really curious about who the sword's owner is. How could someone create such a sword?"

Yu Heyi smiled and said, "It's the sword of the Yu family in Yandong. It has been returned to its original owner. But you can rest assured, Taoist Anchan. Yong'an Temple will no longer be in danger."

Taoist An Chan nodded thoughtfully.

"Where is the other monk? Has he woken up?" Wanqi Si suddenly spoke.

"You mean Jingxu? He hasn't woken up yet, but his pulse is steady. He should wake up soon."

"Mi Xiu, let's go." Wanqi Si lazily pushed open the door and pulled out Mi Xiu who was lying on the couch.

Mi Xiu said aggrievedly: "Brother, I am injured after all. How can you treat the injured so rudely?"

"Isn't it embarrassing to have to rest on someone else's couch for such a minor injury?"

"Don't bully my second senior brother." Yu Heyi trotted over to them and pushed away Wanqi Si's hand that was grabbing him.

As soon as he loosened his grip, Mi Xiu fell to the ground.

"Thank you, Junior Sister..."

The trouble at Yong'an Temple was resolved, and the three were ready to leave. Taoist Master Anchan waved goodbye to them.

"Amitabha, we welcome the three donors to come to Yong'an Temple again in the future. Praying at Yong'an Temple is very effective! Next time you come, make a wish before you leave!"

After everyone left, the smile on Taoist An Chan's face gradually faded, replaced by a puzzled expression.

He slowly raised his eyes and looked at the Yong'an Temple, which had been completely destroyed by the evil sword.

How can the immortals, who possess spiritual power, ignore the demonic energy carried by the sword?

Although the spiritual power fluctuations of the girl were very small, she was not an ordinary mortal. Moreover, he was also a mortal, and would still be repelled by the evil energy attached to Yu Zhu's sword.

If that's the case, then there's something wrong with her.

After collecting his thoughts, he leaned on his crutches and slowly walked towards the room where Taoist Jingxu was resting.

After an unknown amount of time, he came out of the house and stood outside Yong'an Temple, chanting "Amitabha" one after another, welcoming every tourist who came to Yong'an Temple to pray for blessings.