Although he didn't quite understand the true meaning of disciple, nor did he quite understand the full meaning of Yaya's words, he could feel the vitality of life from Yaya.

Moreover, when Yaya said she wanted to take him as her disciple, she stared at him with sparkling eyes.

Zhan Beichen knew that it was an emotion called expectation. His step-grandmother at home often looked at his uncle with that kind of expectant eyes, saying that his uncle was the best child in the world.

Many relatives liked my uncle and hoped that he would become a better person, but only my great-grandfather liked him, and he was the only adult who expected him to live.

But now... another child said that he also hoped that he would survive.

This is very strange and doesn't seem like something should happen. Normally, adults take care of children and hope for the best.

But...it seems possible to give it a try.

Zhan Beichen thought of what his uncle said, that no adult in the world would like him, and suddenly thought of how to face his uncle's ridicule in the future.

"Yaya." Zhan Beichen looked at Yaya, "I have one more kid named Yaya who likes me than him, right?"

“Yeah.” Yaya nodded and stretched out her little finger very seriously, “Yaya likes you. If you become Yaya’s disciple, Yaya will like you. If you don’t become her disciple, it doesn’t matter. Yaya can also like you~”

Zhan Beichen also laughed.

But instead of extending his little finger towards Yaya, he said, "I can't touch you."

Yaya stood on tiptoe and touched Zhan Beichen's little head: "Disciple, disciple, have you forgotten that your master was holding your hand just now?"

The little kid tried his best to imitate his former master and touched Zhan Beichen's head with a smile.

Zhan Beichen's black hair was very smooth and felt much more comfortable to touch than the hair of the animals on Mount Sanqing. Yaya felt very satisfied when she touched it, and imitated her master to touch her chin.

The two brothers of the Lu family, who were standing by, saw Yaya like this and a smile appeared in their eyes.

The little girl must be imitating her master, but she didn't know that her master touched his chin after touching his head because there was a beard on his chin. As a child, even if she learned her master's loving smile, she couldn't learn the beard on his chin.

After touching Zhan Beichen’s head, Yaya stretched out her little finger and made a pinky promise with Zhan Beichen.

Zhan Beichen made a pinky promise with Yaya very obediently, and then asked curiously: "The abbot of Anguo Temple said that there is no way to calculate where my lost soul is. Can you really find it?"

Yaya didn't expect that she would be questioned by her new disciple.

She raised her little face, put her hands behind her back, and repeated what her master had said: "How can a disciple question the master? The master has eaten more salt than you have eaten rice. Just watch and learn obediently, understand?"

After the little kid said this, he put his left hand on Zhan Beichen's head and kept practicing on his fingers with his right hand.

As she calculated, Yaya frowned.

Things are a little tricky, as half of Zhan Beichen's soul seems to be in the underworld.

If she were in the mortal world, she could still take the Heavenly Master Sword given by her master and give it a try. But now her soul is in the underworld, and things are different now.

The officials in the human world are the police and the government. Her Three Pure Ones are in the human world, so she must abide by the rules of the human world. The underworld is the official in the underworld. After she goes to the underworld, she must also respect the officials in the underworld.

Zhan Beichen saw Yaya frowning, and her little face looked gloomy again.

He wanted to live, but it seemed impossible.

"I've already told you not to doubt the Master." After teaching the disciple who didn't trust the Master a lesson, Yaya pointed at Zhan Beichen's body and said, "Yaya will send you into the body first, and then we'll talk about your soul."

Zhan Beichen nodded obediently, with a slight light in his eyes: "When I return to my body, can I not stay here and go with you?"

Yaya: "Of course, when you wake up from your body, you can go back with Yaya to worship the ancestor, and then Yaya will help you get your soul back!"

Grandpa Zhan could tell from his great-grandson's words how much he hated his biological grandfather's home, and he stared at Zhan You gloomily.

Zhan You didn’t have his Yin-Yang eyes, so he couldn’t hear Zhan Beichen talking at all. He could only know from Yaya’s words that Zhan Beichen was really going to be resurrected.

His heart was suddenly filled with resentment towards Yaya.

Zhan You certainly didn't dare to show his resentment on the surface, he could only curse Yaya quietly in his heart, but on the surface he was still smiling; "Dad, I didn't expect that you really found an expert to save Xiaochen. Your son is really happy."

"Very happy? Oh, are you kidding me, old man?"

Old Master Zhan was too lazy to expose his son and just glanced at Zhan You with a sneer.

Then, the old man stared at Yaya with anticipation.

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Yaya brought Zhan Beichen to his body and let him lie in her body. Then she stretched out her little hand and used her spiritual power to press down on the acupuncture points on Zhan Beichen's head.

With Yaya's help, Zhan Beichen's face began to turn red, and soon he opened his eyes.

Yaya took out a solid pill of Peiyuan.

Because Zhan Beichen was a child, she split the pill into two halves, gave one half to Zhan Beichen and the other half to Grandpa Zhan.

"Take this pill, old man. It's not good to hold back your internal injuries. Take it and heal them. It will help you live longer."

Zhan Beichen took the pill obediently, and his long-weak body suddenly regained strength.

He was full of surprise: "Grandpa Zeng, the pills given by the master are very powerful, Grandpa Zeng, you should take them too."

When Grandpa Zhan heard his great-grandson calling Yaya "Master", he felt no resistance at all. Instead, he showed a gratified smile.

He is 84 years old and will soon go to find his wife and grandson who left him before him.

In this world, the only thing that Mr. Zhan cares about is Zhan Beichen. Even if he leaves his inheritance to Zhan Beichen, it will be useless if Zhan Beichen doesn't grow up.

Now, with the abbot of Sanqing Temple and the little Taoist priest Yaya as the master of my great-grandson, my great-grandson will definitely grow up well.

Grandpa Zhan thought about this and handed the pill back to Yaya: "Little Master, I am an old man with one foot in the coffin, so I will not take such a good pill. Leave this half to my great-grandson."

Yaya knew that Grandpa Zhan was showing his love for Zhan Beichen, so she waved her hand and said, "No, no, Yaya, I have plenty of pills here, and what I give you is yours."

"Besides, Xiaochen is Yaya's apprentice, and Yaya doesn't want to see her apprentice sad because of the poor health of his relatives."

As soon as Yaya finished speaking, before Grandpa Zhan could react, Zhan You next to him suddenly reached out his hand towards the pill.

(End of this chapter)