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After the first spring rain, young bamboo shoots grew all over the bamboo forest on the back hill of Xiaoqingshan.
Yu Xiaoye got up early, and before dawn, he carried a bamboo basket on his back, picked up a short hoe, pushed open the mountain gate, and walked along the path to the back mountain.
He is eleven years old this year, with a tall and straight figure and still looks childish.
The mountains were shrouded in mist, and the sun was obscured. Yu Xiaoye looked up at the round sun in the distance, and suddenly kicked something.
He quickly took two steps back and looked down carefully.
A lump of green.
Yu Xiaoye rubbed his eyes.
Suddenly, a mountain breeze came, blowing away the mist and revealing the true appearance of the object.
It’s actually a child!
The little girl, who was no more than four or five years old, was dressed in green. She had a childish face, slightly red cheeks, and her eyes were tightly closed. It was unknown whether she was alive or dead.
Yu Xiaoye quickly put down the backpack and checked the girl's breathing.
Still breathing.
Looking closely, I saw that her eyelashes, like a comb, trembled slightly, and she occasionally mumbled in her sleep.
Yu Xiaoye couldn't hear clearly, so he simply carried the girl on his back and returned to the sect.
When he climbed up the stairs, the heavy mountain door that he had deliberately left a crack suddenly closed, scaring Yu Xiaoye.
The girl was sleeping soundly, not moving at all.
A chilling murderous intent was pressing against him.
Yu Xiaoye swallowed and said, "Big...Big Brother."
The man was dressed in a black robe, with a red satin band tied around his waist. His dark hair was loose, covering most of his face.
His neck tilted unnaturally to the right, his hair slid to his cheeks, revealing a pair of sinister eyes.
"What did you pick up?"
Yu Xiaoye didn't dare to lie: "I went to the back mountain to dig bamboo shoots, and I saw her fainted on the ground halfway."
The man frowned and said, "In that case, just leave it there."
Yu Xiaoye: "Big Brother, no one around here dares to go up to Xiaoqing Mountain. I'm worried that she's lost and her family is worried."
The man sneered at the words and said, "You are kind-hearted. The Jueqing Sect actually produced someone as sentimental as you."
Yu Xiaoye hesitated, "Big Brother, there are wild animals in the mountains. It would be bad if they hurt her. I think her family should come looking for her soon."
The man was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed. He pressed his forehead with his right palm, half of his face disappeared into the shadows, and clenched his teeth.
Yu Xiaoye's heart was beating fast, worried that he would disagree, "Big Brother...?"
After a while, he raised one scarlet eye and said, "Whatever you want."
Yu Xiaoye's hair stood on end when he saw this.
But after saying that, the man disappeared. Yu Xiaoye breathed a sigh of relief, climbed the stairs and pushed open the door.
"You're sleeping so soundly." He turned his head to look at the girl and muttered.
The sect was quiet, with only the mountain breeze and birdsong.
Yu Xiaoye was planning to carry the girl to the main hall. Just as he passed the hanging flower gate, a gust of cold wind blew into his body through his sleeves, making him sneeze.
Yu Xiaoye had a bad feeling.
The person he feared most appeared.
On the right, a man in white is leaning against a pillar.
Compared to the man in black, he had his hair tied up with a jade hairpin and a ring around his waist. He had a face as beautiful as jade and clear eyes.
No matter how you look at it, it's better to get along with than the former.
But upon closer inspection, his pale skin tinged with gray, and his chest remained motionless as he spoke. He looked like a dead man.
"Second, Second Brother." Yu Xiaoye didn't dare to look at him.
The man looked at the girl, his bright eyes suddenly dimmed, "I picked up a living thing, what a waste of joy."
Yu Xiaoye shrank his neck and said, "Second Brother, I think her parents will be here soon."
The man waved his hand, signaling him not to say anything more. "I just heard what you said to the eldest brother. Where are you taking her?"
Yu Xiaoye answered honestly: "The main hall."
The man's gaze swirled around, landing on the girl again. "How long do you plan to wait for someone to come find her?"
Why did he ask that?
Without waiting for his answer, the man smiled grimly, "If no one comes looking for her, how about killing her?"
Yu Xiaoye was very desperate: "Second Brother, the Jueqing Sect is not a demonic sect!"
The man didn't take it seriously, "After Master passed away, we have the final say. Becoming a demon... is not impossible."
Yu Xiaoye: "Second Brother, when she wakes up, she will tell us where she came from. Even if her family doesn't come, I will send her back."
The man sneered when he heard this, "Oh, Wenren is right, you are indeed a lover, boring."
After saying this, the man in white waved his sleeves and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Yu Xiaoye wiped the thin layer of sweat from his forehead.
When passing through the second hanging flower gate, Yu Xiaoye was particularly cautious. He first stuck his head out to take a look to make sure that no one had entered.
A voice came from above, "Picking up another piece of trash."
Yu Xiaoye froze in place, slowly looking up, "Third, Third Brother..."
The man was dressed in a black suit, his long hair meticulously tied in a white jade crown. A round glass mirror dangled from his right ear, and in his hand he held a nearly finished book.
No matter how you look at him, he looks like a righteous person.
But Yu Xiaoye knew it was an illusion.
The man frowned at the girl. "Judging from her clothes, she doesn't look like she's from the village down the mountain. She looks more like the daughter of an aristocratic family. If she grows up, she'll be nothing more than a canary, dependent on others, ignorant, chaotic and sad. It would be better for her to die now to avoid suffering in the future."
Seeing the man about to attack the girl, Yu Xiaoye hurriedly said, "Third Brother, don't forget, the Sect Leader said you are not allowed to kill in the sect!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the man stopped.
He sneered, "You're becoming more and more capable. Even though you haven't become my disciple, you dare to use my master as your own."
Yu Xiaoye lowered his head: "That's not what I meant..."
The man changed the subject, "How foolish! You'll die one day anyway."
"Third Brother—" Yu Xiaoye looked up, only to see the beams were empty. The man had already left.
Yu Xiaoye finally carried the girl into the hall.
Sitting on the altar is a clay statue of the founder of the Jueqing Sect, and below it are the tablets of the leaders of all generations.
Yu Xiaoye first put the girl down and let her lie on the mat to rest.
Then he walked to the altar, respectfully lit three incense sticks, closed his eyes and silently chanted: "Master, please bless this disciple so that he can attain enlightenment as soon as possible and officially enter the supreme realm..."
The word "love" was replaced by a scream.
Yu Xiaoye showed an expression of despair.
He walked around to the back of the clay sculpture with ease and saw a disheveled woman combing her hair with cardamom-red nails.
At her feet lay a man with his eyes open. After he died, his soul floated away and was crushed by an invisible hand.
Yu Xiaoye screamed "Ah" and hurriedly covered his eyes with his hands.
The woman pulled the drooping clothes up to her shoulders, "Xiao Ye, it's not the first time you've seen it, why are you covering your eyes?"
Yu Xiaoye stammered, "Fourth Senior Sister, you, you killed someone again!"
"A heartless man who sells his wife to a brothel is not even a human being." The woman laughed, as sweet as the first song of a yellow oriole, melodious and moving. "You picked up something again, and this time you picked up a living person. I heard what Gong Ziyu said. If no one comes to look for her, she will be killed. So you have to help her find her family as soon as possible. Otherwise..."
This is what Yu Xiaoye was afraid of. "Fourth Senior Sister, can you persuade Second Senior Brother not to kill her?"
The woman suddenly stopped smiling, her eyes cold and seductive, "Why don't you go and persuade Su Yuhan? He wants everyone to disappear, including himself."
A voice drifted in: "Ning Guanyin, who do you think you are?"
Knowing it was just a voice transmission, the woman looked contemptuous, "Then you're going to kill me too? Oh, I forgot, Master doesn't allow the four of us to kill each other. That would be troublesome. After you kill everyone in the world, the three of us are still alive. Wouldn't that be an eyesore to you?"
After saying that, he looked at Yu Xiaoye, his eyes curved into crescents, "Xiaoye, you must quickly enter the Dao, otherwise you will not be able to be our fifth junior brother. As long as you are not from the same sect, we can kill you."
Yu Xiaoye was in tears.
Don't say such terrible things in such a gentle tone!
“Hmm…”
The woman raised an eyebrow, "She's awake now. You picked her up, so you can handle it yourself."
After saying that, he grabbed the dead man by the collar and rushed out of the hall.
Yu Xiaoye wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, walked to the altar, and saw that the girl had woken up.
The girl was sleepy and it took her a while to come back to her senses. She looked at Yu Xiaoye in confusion.
Yu Xiaoye cleared his throat and said, "Little sister, where are you from? Why are you lying on the mountain road? Where are your family members?"
The girl remained silent, her almond-shaped eyes rolling around.
Yu Xiaoye was born in the countryside and was brought back by the leader when he went down the mountain to buy food.
The headmaster told the four that this was their fifth junior apprentice. The four had different personalities, their moods changing as they pleased, and they simply listened to him without objecting.
But he didn't expect that before he could complete the ceremony of becoming a disciple, the master passed away at the age of old age.
Without a disciple, one is not considered a disciple of the Jueqing Sect. None of the four wanted to be the leader, nor were they too lazy to drive Yu Xiaoye away.
After a few sarcastic remarks, Ning Guanyin finally told Yu Xiaoye that he could stay in the Jueqing Sect, but since he hadn't yet completed the apprenticeship ceremony, he was no longer their junior apprentice. However, since the master was interested in accepting him as a disciple, he could make an exception. As long as he successfully entered the Dao, he would become their fifth junior apprentice.
Yu Xiaoye stayed there.
He was responsible for the sect's trivial matters, such as sweeping, offering incense, and purchasing. Xiaoqing Mountain was remote, and the Jueqing Sect was low-key. In the two years he had been there, he had not seen any other cultivators besides these four.
Yu Xiaoye's thoughts returned to the girl.
She was dressed elegantly and remained calm in the face of danger, unlike anyone from an ordinary family. Perhaps she was indeed the lost daughter of some aristocratic family.
Second Brother comes from a big family, maybe asking him can give us some clues?
Yu Xiaoye shuddered when he thought of Gong Ziyu's residence which was like an ice cellar.
Apart from delivering meals, he never approached the residences of his four senior brothers and sisters.
Each of the four people has his or her own quirks, but the same thing is that the courtyard door is closed and their whereabouts are vague.
Yu Xiaoye was curious only once and glanced into Gong Ziyu's courtyard through the crack in the door.
That glance almost scared him to death: there was a hanged man hanging on the crooked tree in the yard.
"elder brother."
Yu Xiaoye subconsciously responded with an "eh" and asked in surprise, "You can talk?"
The girl nodded and said, "Brother, I'm hungry. Is there anything to eat?"
Yu Xiaoye walked to the altar, bowed respectfully, and gave the fruits on the offering plate to the girl.
After feeding the girl a few slices of orange flesh, Yu Xiaoye began to ask, "Little sister, what's your name?"
"Zhao Zhao."
Yu Xiaoye: "What's your last name?"
"Ruan."
What a rare surname. Yu Xiaoye didn't know how to write "Ruan".
"Zhao Zhao..." He thought back to the Taoist scriptures he had memorized yesterday. "Is it the 'Zhao' in 'The Dao is brilliant but not the Dao, the words are eloquent but not sufficient'?"
Ruan Zhaozhao opened his eyes wide, stuffed the orange flesh into his cheeks, pulled Yu Xiaoye's hand over, and wrote on his palm, "This is Zhao."
The girl's fingers were soft, not at all like those used for rough work.
Yu Xiaoye: "It is indeed this 'Zhao', Zhao Zhao. Brother knows very few characters and can't even write Ruan."
Fortunately, the master taught him a Taoist scripture before he passed away.
Yu Xiaoye recited the mantra silently every day, hoping to "enter the mysterious realm" as the headmaster said and achieve enlightenment as soon as possible.
Ruan Zhaozhao then also wrote the word "Ruan".
Yu Xiaoye copied these three words in his mind, "My name is Yu Xiaoye. Yu as in "Shi Yu", Ye as in "Shan Ye". Zhao Zhao, how did you get to Xiaoqingshan?"
Ruan Zhaozhao struggled to chew the orange flesh filling his cheeks, glancing upwards. "I got separated from my family."
Sure enough. Yu Xiaoye guessed correctly, "Are you a lady from a noble family?"
Ruan Zhaozhao was soured by the orange assassin, and her face wrinkled, "What is a noble family?"
Thinking that it was normal for her to not know these things at her young age, Yu Xiaoye changed the question: "Do you have a lot of family members?"
Ruan Zhaozhao nodded: "Yes."
Yu Xiaoye: "You have good food and clothing, and a lot of servants?"
Ruan Zhaozhao tilted his head and thought for a moment, "Why is it not good?"
This question stumped Yu Xiaoye.
I think she grew up in the back house and has never seen the outside world, so she can't tell the difference between good and bad.
Ruan Zhaozhao called out for daddy in her heart.
In the past, as long as she thought about it, her father would appear immediately.
But there was no response today.
Suddenly, a voice echoed in my mind:
"Hello host, congratulations on binding to the 'Villain Rescue System'! Please complete the mission - 'Convert Four Future Villains'."
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