Nightfall

The sky was dark and gloomy, and the stars in the sky were shining brightly.

Yaoyao Meimei had dinner and went back to her room to pack her things. She waited for the moment when midnight and noon met and yin prevailed and yang declined. Then she opened the ghost gate and stepped into the underworld.

Walking along the familiar Soul-Guiding Road and Hometown-Looking Platform...

The first place Yaoyao came to was the City of the Dead. She had a jade card engraved with her identity on her, and she was soon received in the city.

"I am Cui Xuanyin, honored to meet you, the envoy!"

The person who came was a man in his thirties, an old ghost from the ancient dynasty. He followed the old etiquette, with his hair tied up and a hairpin and a crown. He was wearing a dark robe that was dusty, and his eyes were exceptionally bright and lively.

"Hello, Master Cui. They are all in this bottle. Please register and arrange for them to stay."

Yaoyao also politely returned the greeting and then handed the jade bottle to the other party. This was the proper procedure.

Nowadays, the population has exploded, and the pressure of the six realms of reincarnation is not small. After the living die, unless they have merits, the remaining souls have to queue up for reincarnation.

Before entering the underworld, he reported it through the jade tablet.

This Cui Xuanyin is the chief clerk of the City of Wrongful Death, responsible for recording the ghosts who are temporarily unable to reincarnate.

"Thank you for your trip. I will definitely take care of it." Cui Xuanyin took the bottle with a smile.

At the same time, he was secretly looking at the little kid in front of him. This was a special case that the adult had reported to the court against all odds.

As an underworld official, he is blessed with the Dharma seal and is able to see the spirits. The so-called spirits are the souls, which contain the past and future of the living and the dead.

He felt somewhat curious about this little adult, so he unconsciously used his abilities.

Then a light flashed in his eyes, and a hazy and misty spirit stood behind the doll in front of him.

After Cui Xuanji took a closer look, he was stunned, because this spiritual image was completely different from what he had seen before.

It is as dark as a black fog, with neither the past nor the future leaving any trace on it. Rather than being a phase, it is more like a whirlpool that swallows up the heavens and the earth.

As if sensing the surveillance, the vortex suddenly began to spin, and waves of soul-captivating power emerged.

"Not good!" Cui Xuanyin only felt that his soul body began to move at this moment, and he couldn't control himself and threw himself into the whirlpool, which made him very frightened.

Although he had no idea what the consequences would be after being absorbed, this spiritual vision was too strange and he did not want to find out the truth at all.

He quickly cut off his spiritual eye, and the backlash from the interruption of his magic made his already pale face even uglier.

And as the spiritual eye was cut off, the vortex-like spiritual image slowly dissipated.

"Fortunately, we're in time." Seeing this, Cui Xuanyin breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, he looked at the little baby with fear in his eyes unconsciously. It seemed that this new little adult had a big secret.

He immediately gave up his inquiring mind, and even his attitude became respectful unconsciously.

"Then I'll trouble you, Master Cui!" Yaoyao smiled sweetly.

Having done this, the task of sending the soul was considered complete. After packing up, Yaoyao couldn't wait to go to the Yanjiang Underworld.

Following the familiar route, Yaoyao soon arrived outside the small underworld. There was already a figure standing outside the underworld. He stretched his neck, looking forward to it, and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

This person was none other than Taoist Qinghan, who had received the news in advance and came out to pick up his disciple.

"Master!" Yaoyao's beautiful big eyes suddenly lit up.

Before she arrived, the voice came over, a crisp little tune, which made Qinghan, who was absorbed in the subject, feel a chill down his spine.

......

"What did you say? Huoyun Temple is reopened?"

Inside the small underworld palace, Qinghan was happily reminiscing about the past with his disciple, but as they were chatting, his beloved disciple suddenly mentioned the matter of the Taoist temple.

"Yes!" Yaoyao originally wanted to announce the good news, so she responded directly.

After learning that the mountain gate was reopened, he stood up excitedly.

It's not his fault for losing his composure. It's really because the Taoist temple was closed. This has always been a thorn in his heart.

In particular, after his beloved disciple no longer had to worry about food and drink, reopening the mountain gate became his last obsession.

He thought to himself, it must be a few years later, who knew his apprentice would be so efficient, how long has it been since he passed away? Less than half a year!

"Yaoyao...did you sneak back to the top of the mountain?"

"You are so confused!"

Qinghan came back to his senses and the joy on his face disappeared instantly.

The first thing that came to his mind was that his beloved disciple was no longer staying at his adoptive parents' home. Otherwise, how would he reopen the mountain gate?

You know, this is a big taboo. She has only been in the Gu family for a short time and hasn't developed a good relationship with her parents. If she suddenly goes back, who can guarantee what the Gu family will think?

If the other party has any grudges in his heart, then this meal ticket of his precious apprentice will be over.

By then, not only would his wish to reopen the mountain gate not be fulfilled, but he would also have to worry about whether his disciples could have enough to eat.

"Master, you misunderstood. Stop getting excited and listen to me!"

When Yaoyao saw the old Taoist priest’s expression as if he had eaten a dead mouse, she knew that he had misunderstood and quickly pulled him back with her little hands.

Then, under the other party's questioning and angry gaze, he quickly explained.

After a while, Qinghan's expression became more and more strange as he listened, and finally he could not hold it in any longer.

"You mean, it was your elder brother from the Gu family who helped you to make the Taoist temple famous, so you reopened the gate?"

"He also suggested using some kind of live broadcast to attract tourists to burn incense and fulfill their vows? He... is so nice to you?"

After listening to the explanation of his beloved disciple, Qinghan felt unrealistically elated. According to his disciple, this person was more reliable than his own brother!

But I've just entered the Gu family. The relationships in wealthy families are complicated. How can it be so easy to get along with them?

But if you think about it carefully, my beloved disciple has so many tricks up his sleeve, no matter how well the other party pretends, it will be useless, he can see through it at a glance.

Therefore, Qinghan couldn't help but take a breath, and suddenly had a profound understanding of the charm of his apprentice.

"Hehe, Master, you don't know how powerful Brother Seven is. Just sit back and wait for our Huoyun Temple to become prosperous!"

When Yaoyao saw the old Taoist priest’s shocked look, she couldn’t help showing off.

"Okay, okay, now I can finally live up to my ancestors."

Qinghan clapped his hands excitedly, his wrinkled old face full of joy. According to the description just now, the situation of incense burning was so intense that even the founder of the sect could not compare with it.

How could he, as a master, not be proud of himself when his apprentice achieved such a great feat?

Perhaps it was because a huge stone in his heart had fallen from his chest that Qinghan's words became more verbose, but they were all just asking people to treat the Gu family well.

"For those of us who practice Taoism, the most important thing is cause and effect. If you get something good, you must return it. If the Gu family is in trouble, you must not sit idly by and do nothing."

Qinghan gave a heartfelt explanation.

Although he knew that his disciple had cultivated to a level that even he had to look up to, and that he could definitely see the law of cause and effect more clearly than he did, there were still some things he had to say.

"Yes, Master, don't worry. Yaoyao will protect Dad, Mom, and my brothers."

Yaoyao didn't feel annoyed by the old Taoist priest's nagging. Instead, she felt warm inside because he really cared about her.

"Good, good, you are really sensible now." Qinghan was very pleased to see that his apprentice was now well-behaved and obedient.

This also saved him the trouble of nagging, and the two of them stayed together happily for a long time before Yaoyao left.

This time, neither of them felt reluctant to leave, and it can be said that they parted happily.

Yaoyao followed the road back to the world of the living, but when she stepped out of the Naihe Bridge, she saw two figures, one black and one white, standing on the bridge.

Among them, the figure in white saw her, smiled, and then waved at her with his hand.

Yaoyao was stunned. It was obvious that judging from their expressions, they were waiting for her.