Chapter 18 18 “Very big, very big, very big.”
Fu Tingyun used the Soul Seal to transfer some assets to Su Xiaoyuan, and his slightly panicked mood calmed down.
It is estimated that it will take the shop about half a day to deal with it, so she will get the news before sunset, and everything will be back on track.
However, doing so would bring about a small trouble. His second senior brother, who was in charge of his money, would be able to see the movement of the funds, and his fellow disciples would discover his whereabouts in advance and would immediately send someone to find him.
In this way, he will return to Taiyan early.
After solving the big problem, Fu Tingyun regained his calm state and walked into the yard to meditate as usual.
After a moment, he felt something was wrong.
The red thread that usually entangled him whenever he meditated did not appear today.
He sneaked into the formation to look for it and found it huddled in a corner. Sensing his approach, it hid further away and also hid the thread ends.
This is a clear gesture of rejection and resistance.
Fu Tingyun frowned: "Come here."
Not only did the red silk not listen to him, but it also wrapped itself tightly around a pillar of the formation.
Fu Tingyun waited for a while, but Hongsi was determined not to pay any attention to him.
He closed his eyes and ignored it.
Until the dawn broke in the east, the red thread did not come near him again.
It’s better to go back early.
It was just an accident. He paid back what he owed her, and it was better for both of them to part ways.
When I came out of meditation and opened my eyes, I heard the sound of a girl getting up in the room.
He unconsciously took two steps forward, then stopped and turned to walk under the tree.
He could clearly hear the movements in the house and it was easy for him to imagine what she was doing.
Hearing the sound of her taking the basin from the shelf, he knew that she would be out fetching water the next moment.
Sure enough, the door opened.
The girl's eyelids were still a little swollen and the tip of her nose was slightly red. I wonder if she woke up and cried again.
But when she saw him, there was no resentment in her clear eyes, but some surprise and guilt: "Fu Tingyun, have you been standing in the yard all night?"
Fu Tingyun's still heart began to ripple again, with thousands of complex and indistinguishable feelings churning within it.
"No, sit down," he said.
Su Xiaoyuan: "I'm sorry, I accidentally fell asleep last night and forgot to call you in."
Fu Tingyun frowned: "I'm sorry."
The girl obviously misunderstood what he meant: "Sorry means you did something wrong and you want to apologize."
Fu Tingyun: "I'm sorry."
Su Xiaoyuan smiled. She was in no mood to teach the puppet etiquette today. "Go in. I'm about to go to class."
As she spoke, she carried the basin to the well, opened the cover, rolled up her sleeves, and began to draw water.
Her arms were as thin as flower stems, and it was difficult for her to carry a bucket of water.
She could have called for his help, but she didn't. She fetched some water and went back into the house to wash up.
The door was half open, as if to make it convenient for him to go back at any time.
But Fu Tingyun did not follow in.
He could see the change in the girl overnight.
Even though her appearance hasn't changed much and she looks very calm, she is like a flower pulled out of the soil. Even if it hasn't wilted yet, it has lost its vitality.
Not long after, her friend who always stuck with her came.
When passing by him, he looked at him in surprise.
"Little Yuanzi..."
She pushed the door open as usual and then cried out in surprise, "Mom! What happened here? Was there a thief?"
"Hahaha, what thief would be so blind as to steal from my house? I just asked the puppet to clean it up yesterday. Is it clean?"
Fu Tingyun thought she would complain to her friends, or even hug her friends and cry, but she pretended to be relaxed and tried her best to hide her loss.
"It's much cleaner, but I still prefer the old way. It's a bit deserted now."
The sound of a drawer being pulled.
"Where's my candy?! Where's my giant jar of orange candy?!"
Fu Tingyun frowned, that was not her candy.
Of course it's not his.
"Um...I accidentally ate it all. I'll make it for you when the oranges are ripe."
"I'll go pick oranges and help you. Don't get tired."
"Well...we're going to be late for school. Let's go."
Fu Tingyun heard her voice was muffled and knew that she was holding back tears.
He seemed to taste the sugar again on his tongue, but with only the bitterness of the orange peel.
The two men walked out one after the other.
"Little Yuanzi, why don't you lock the door?"
"No, the puppet is at home."
"Huh? Aren't you taking him to class today? Didn't you say yesterday that you would take time to practice after class?"
"I'd better not bring it...I'll practice it when I get back tonight."
Fu Tingyun watched their backs disappear at the end of the path, and their conversation drifted to his ears with the wind.
"Xiao Yuanzi, are you okay? Did anyone bully you?"
"No, no, how could someone bully me." Su Xiaoyuan's voice was very light.
"Then why are your eyelids swollen?"
"Maybe I drank a lot yesterday and didn't sleep well last night. Don't worry."
"Then tell me what you have to say. If anyone bullies you, I'll help you beat him up."
"Um."
Fu Tingyun could imagine her forcing a smile and nodding vigorously without even looking.
He didn't like her becoming like this.
Fortunately, it won't be long before she receives the money.
Soon everything will be back on track.
Will it?
Of course, Fu Tingyun suppressed the doubt that suddenly arose in his heart without hesitation.
…
The top of Dragon's Back Peak.
The five peak masters of Taiyan Sect surrounded the two bodies lying motionless on the black ice, at a loss as to what to do.
On the third day of their protection, they finally discovered something strange. After checking the two bodies, they found that the junior brother's soul was missing.
Third Senior Sister: "Could it be that something went wrong with the soul transfer technique?"
Senior Sister: "Junior Brother himself did it. You have watched him grow up. Have you ever seen him make a mistake?"
My junior brother started learning at the age of three and a half. From childhood to adulthood, he has never missed a single scripture, copied a single talisman, or performed a single magic formula, and his sword moves are even more superb.
Immortal Ling Yue is as flawless as his face.
The four of them looked at that face and shook their heads in unison: "Impossible, how is it possible?"
The eldest sister stroked her chin and said, "Since Junior Brother wouldn't make a mistake, then there must be something else wrong..."
Everyone looked at the puppet that was so exquisitely crafted and lifelike.
Fourth Senior Brother: "Could it be that there is something wrong with this puppet?"
"But wasn't this puppet made by the Yanshi Sect's leader himself?" Fifth Senior Brother asked, "Who would dare to neglect the instructions of this young ancestor?"
Senior Sister: "It's no use guessing here. Send a message to the Yanshi Sect and ask someone to come and take a look."
"No need to send a message!" Third Senior Sister blurted out.
Everyone looked at her in confusion.
The third senior sister touched her nose and said, "Ahem, we already have a member of the Yanshi Sect in our sect..."
Everyone: “!”
The third senior sister made a hand gesture and quickly sent a message. In less than a quarter of an hour, a spirit crane arrived carrying a handsome young man.
It was the young disciple of Yanshi Sect who came to deliver the goods that day.
Everyone: “!!!”
The young disciple looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a fair face so tender that water could be pinched out of it, and a pair of watery, innocent eyes blinking.
He looked at the "highly respected" peak masters around him, his cheeks gradually turned red, and he bowed respectfully and introduced himself.
"No need to be so polite, no need to be so polite..." The eldest sister cleared her throat.
The second brother lowered his voice and said, "You are here... not forced by others, right?"
The young disciple's face flushed instantly, and he said righteously, "Peak Master, please don't misunderstand me. This junior and Mingxin Yuanjun are in love with each other!"
The Third Senior Sister was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, terrified: "Don't talk nonsense, who is in love with you?! We agreed that it was just a fleeting romance..."
The eldest sister pinched her brows and said: "We can discuss these matters later, let's deal with the important matters first!"
After hearing her description, the young disciple frowned, "That shouldn't be the case... Could you please allow me to inspect the magic formation within Immortal Venerable Ling Yue's body?"
"Go ahead." The eldest sister pointed towards the black ice bed.
The young disciple walked straight towards one of the bodies.
"You're wrong, you're wrong," the fourth brother stopped him, "that's my real body, the one next to him is the puppet."
The young disciple was surprised: "May Yuanshi Tianzun bless you!"
The eldest sister was so tired that she almost created a semi-permanent wrinkle between her eyebrows: "Junior brother, you look a little cold, please check it out!"
Young disciple: "..." This is called coldness. This person looks more like a puppet than a puppet.
He didn't dare to delay and hurriedly walked to the puppet body, concentrating and holding his breath, making hand gestures and casting a spell.
After a moment, a golden light emerged from the puppet's eyebrows, gradually spreading and turning into a complex magic circle.
The young disciple carefully examined it for a long while and muttered to himself, "Strange, this soul beam formation is fine, there is nothing wrong with it..."
Senior Sister: "Are you serious? You can't make a mistake?"
The young disciple clenched his fists, his eyes determined: "I am willing to swear by my marriage with Mingxin Yuanjun that this formation is absolutely correct!"
Third Senior Sister: “…” That’s not necessary.
"That's strange. Has your sect ever encountered such a situation? The magic circle is fine, the soul-transferring technique is fine, but the soul is gone..." the eldest sister asked again.
"If the technique is correct... unless another soul-binding formation has been used before, and that soul-binding formation has not been released," the young disciple pondered, "has Immortal Venerable Ling Yue ever used another substitute body?"
Fourth Senior Brother: "By the way, didn't Junior Brother have an old puppet before?"
"Oh! I remember now!" Third Senior Sister said, "He had to destroy it after he finished using it. I thought it was a shame... Who was guarding the Molten Abyss back then? Do you remember?"
Before she could finish her words, Fifth Brother's expression suddenly changed: "Ah!"
"What's wrong?" Everyone looked at him.
Fifth Senior Brother's face turned pale and blue: "How...how...is there still a magic circle tied to that puppet?"
The junior disciple of the Yanshi Sect said, "Peak Masters, please rest assured. Once the substitute body is destroyed, the magic circle will naturally dissipate."
"Actually... it wasn't destroyed..." Fifth Brother whispered.
"What?!" the Third Senior Sister cried out, "Old Fifth, seeing your thick eyebrows and big eyes, I thought you were an honest man, but I didn't expect you to be stealing from your employer!"
"I didn't!" Fifth Brother cried, "I'm innocent! Senior Sister, please understand! That day, I took the puppet with me, intending to destroy it, but I ran into Grandmaster on the way..."
The other four peak masters were silent upon hearing this.
"You all know about our great master..." said the fifth senior brother. "When he learned I was going to destroy the puppet, he immediately jumped up, yelling 'Waste of God', and snatched it away without a word..."
The eldest sister rubbed her brows furiously. "Master lived through hundreds of years of hardship when he was young, so he was a bit too frugal... Why didn't you stop him?"
The fifth brother looked aggrieved: "How could I stop him? I can't beat him! He's always picking up scraps, and I don't see you, Senior Sister, trying to stop him!"
"Okay, okay!" The eldest sister said hurriedly, she didn't notice any outsiders were around!
She turned to the young disciple and gave him a fake smile: "Thank you for your help, young Taoist friend. The matter has basically been clarified."
Without waiting for the young disciple to say anything, the third senior sister picked him up, placed him on the spiritual crane and sent him away.
The second brother reprimanded: "He's still just a child!"
The eldest sister glared at the third sister and said, "I'll settle the score with you later!"
The third senior sister quickly changed the subject: "The old puppet is probably in the Grandmaster's Palace."
Fourth Brother: "There's no time to lose, go find him and ask him."
The eldest sister nodded and immediately performed a shadow transmission technique.
A mist emerged from her palm, quickly condensing into a blurry human figure, and then gradually solidified into a translucent handsome face.
"What's wrong? What do you want to see me about?" Their master, Master Wuxuan Daozu, was over a thousand years old. He looked like a young man of twenty-five or twenty-six, and was extraordinarily handsome.
But there was an unspeakable air of poverty between his brows, probably because he did not catch up with the good times when he was young. At that time, sword cultivators were still so poor that they had to sell their pants to buy swords.
In addition, when he was going through the Mahayana Tribulation a hundred years ago, he was probably struck by a thunderbolt and his brain was damaged. Since then, he has been a little confused, often forgetting things, and loves to pick up scraps everywhere.
The eldest sister bowed and said straight to the point, "Is the old puppet used by my junior brother in Master's palace?"
"An old puppet?" Daozu Wuxuan scratched his head. "I have quite a few puppets here. Which one are you talking about?"
Third Senior Sister: "His eyebrows and eyes are a bit like Junior Brother's, but not as good-looking as his."
Fifth Senior Brother also interjected, "It was originally going to be destroyed in the Molten Abyss, but was snatched away by the Grandmaster halfway."
"What do you mean by robbing? That's such a harsh word," Daozu Wuxuan corrected him. "I've told you countless times, can a sword cultivator's robbing be called robbing? It's called keeping it for you!"
"Right, right, right, everything you said is correct," said the eldest sister, her eyebrows twitching. "Where is the puppet that Master kept for us now?"
“Well…” Daozu Wuxuan said indifferently, “I sold him out.”
"That's not right," Fourth Senior Brother discovered the problem, "Master hasn't left the sect in the past few years, how could he sell it?"
"Oh, that barter bag I'm keeping for you. Just set a price, put your things in it, and when someone buys it, spirit stones will pop out. It's so convenient..."
Fourth Brother cried out, "That's not a barter bag. It's a magical tool seized from an evil cultivator, used to sell stolen goods! I was wondering where that thing went!"
Taoist Master Wu Xuan said confidently: "What if I sell it all? At worst, I'll just compensate you with one. I'm old and useless now, and I'm starting to be despised by the younger generation..."
"How could that be? Don't think too much about it, Master." The eldest sister hurriedly said a few words to comfort him and cut off the Shadow Transmission Technique.
"The most urgent thing is to find out where that little ancestor is now." The eldest sister sighed, "If we tear down his mountain, paying the money is a small matter, but where will our Taiyan face be put?"
After a pause, he said, "The only solution now is to ask the head of the Qiankun sect to help tell my fortune."
"Maybe... there's no need to calculate it." Second Brother suddenly said.
Everyone looked at him: "Why?"
"Junior brother just used the Soul Seal to transfer some assets to someone." said the second senior brother.
Senior Sister: "Who did you transfer it to?"
"I haven't seen it before. It looks like a woman's name. But the shop where we're transferring... is in the territory of the Yunyu Sect."
Everyone fell silent.
After a long while, the eldest sister said, "Even you have been informed. Is it a large sum of money?"
The second brother looked strange: "Very big, very big, very big."
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This chapter is actually for tomorrow.
These days, it's normal to update daily
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