Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

Xiaosheng took them back home and saw Grandpa Lu waiting anxiously in the yard.

It turned out that when Ji Hongxi and others came over, they found that Xiaosheng had disappeared, and then relied on Huanhuan to find out that she had gone up the mountain.

And then there's what happened.

Xiaosheng picked some and talked to Grandpa Lu, and then she comforted the old man and sent him to the house to rest.

In the yard, several people looked at each other with uncontrollable joy on their faces.

"Is this where my junior sister has been staying these past few years?"

Yun Shuiqing looked around with curiosity in his eyes.

They subconsciously maintained a cautious attitude towards the little junior sister who had been lost and found.

In fact, the conversation between the two people in the room was not a secret to them and they could hear it clearly.

It was Xiaosheng who was talking about her identity, and Grandpa Lu persuaded Xiaosheng to go back. Xiaosheng wanted to take Grandpa Lu with him, but was rejected.

Grandpa Lu likes it here.

Of course he envied those gods, but he also knew that as an old man whose body was half buried in the ground, he had long since lost the possibility of practicing cultivation, so he didn't bother.

"This courtyard is full of spiritual energy."

Wen Ruyu looked around and said softly. Compared with other places they saw in the town, the aura here was comparable to some places in the Hidden Sword Sect.

Spiritual energy nourishes people, so although Grandpa Lu is old, he is in good health.

The existence of the Blessed Land and Cave Heaven can bless a place, not a single small courtyard.

Wen Ruyu looked at the structure of the yard, especially the plants, and suddenly there was surprise in her eyes.

"It's the spirit gathering array."

As soon as these words came out, the smiles on several people's faces faded.

It is impossible for a monk to arrange the spirit gathering array.

And the grandfather and grandson are just mortals.

Whose handiwork is that?

"Looking at the formation, it has been in the world for a short time, almost... five years." This number is very subtle.

Several people looked at each other with deep eyes.

"Don't you think it went too smoothly?" Meng Lin pointed out the key point.

Yes, from the time I got the news to when I came here, before I even looked for it, my little junior sister appeared in front of me, and then we met today.

Everything went so smoothly, with no setbacks at all.

It’s not like they’ve been abused for a long time.

They are all practitioners. After ruling out emotional reactions, the reason why several people can have the same idea is that something is wrong.

"What happen to you guys?"

The door was pushed open and Xiaosheng came out.

She looked at the few people with longing and tenderness in her eyes.

In her memory, this is her family and friends.

"I plan to go back to see Master and the others first, and then come back here to accompany Grandpa Lu."

For cultivators, a mortal's hundred years are fleeting. Even if a young person stays here for decades, nothing will be wasted.

"Not in a hurry."

Baiyao looked at Xiaosheng and said with a smile.

"We also want to stay here for a few more days and see where you grew up over the years."

Baiyao emphasized the word "grow up", but did not see any inappropriate reaction from the other party.

"Okay, I can show you around when the time comes."

Today was a happy reunion for everyone. Xiaosheng was very happy. She was a little excited until she fell asleep at night.

That night, she dreamed again.

The memories in the dream were so vivid that her blood boiled just looking at them.

The only unhappy thing is that there is a girl who looks very similar to her and says she wants to replace her and become her.

After opening my eyes, the dream disappeared.

These days, several people have been living together, and Xiaosheng is still adapting. She has not noticed that the eyes of those people are looking at her with scrutiny.

"Not her."

The night was dark, and after Xiaosheng fell asleep again, several people came into the room, and the one who spoke was Baiyao.

In the past few days, the behavior of each other was the same as that of the junior sister, but it was still different.

The most obvious thing is that he Baiyao, except for the excitement of the day when they met, can no longer be as comfortable with her as before.

It's like there's a layer of separation.

It's like looking at flowers in the fog, hazy, not knowing whether it is true or false.

For powerful monks like them, sometimes they don't just use their eyes to see people.

"I think so."

Ji Hongxi's face was cold. He looked at the person on the bed and his tone was cold.

"So, where is...little junior sister?"

This question is silencing.

"Let me give it a try." Wen Ruyu walked to the bedside, pointed his finger on Xiaosheng's eyebrows, closed his eyes, and lost his spiritual consciousness.

He practices formations and sees everything from a different angle than others.

In his eyes, Xiaosheng is like the exquisite porcelain, which has an empty appearance but never understands its true meaning.

In this case, you often only need to break the outer layer of porcelain to know what is sealed inside.

It’s still that dream.

Xiaosheng stared at the person in front of him, a little irritated.

The man had the same face as he remembered, and his expression was indifferent, as if he was born to be in a high position.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Xiaosheng asked, she didn't like this dream very much and always felt that she would be replaced.

"You haven't given up yet?"

Facing Xiaosheng's question, the man just answered like this.

"Giving up what?"

Xiaosheng doesn't understand.

“Quit being me.”

"Xiaosheng, although you were born because of me, you are not me after all, and you don't need to be me. In the past few years, you have only been a Xiaosheng. Aren't you happy?"

The girl came over and looked at her age. She was older than Xiaosheng. There was a light smile on her beautiful face.

"Who are you?" Xiaosheng asked angrily.

"Who am I? You have the answer in your mind, don't you?"

she sighed.

"Do you still remember the agreement between you and me?"

"We have made an agreement. If we meet again and they fail to distinguish you from me, you can replace me. But if they do, you should let me go."

"Actually... you also hope that they can recognize who you are, don't you?"

Otherwise, why would she create the spirit gathering array to help Grandpa Lu recuperate his body?

She told the story, recalling the lightning that day. Under the thunderous thunder, it was Xiaosheng who made a deal with her.

She let Xiaosheng become her, and then waited to meet her old friend again.

She is gambling, gambling on the bond with her old friend.

Simply, they did not disappoint themselves.

"They came to pick me up," she said.

When Wen Ruyu's power invaded, the dream was shattered.

In the room, Xiaosheng opened her eyes. She looked at the people in front of her and smiled.

"Am I so unlike her?"

She obviously gave all her memories to herself, but she did the same thing.

"Because you are not her."

So no matter how you pretend, you can't be her.

"It's really annoying." Xiaosheng muttered.

"No matter what, I prefer to stay with Grandpa Lu than the Hidden Sword Sect."

She didn't like plotting, plotting, and killing. She could clearly get out of the no-man's land, but she still stayed there voluntarily.

And now, it's the same.

She likes it here.

Xiaosheng pressed her finger on her heart, and a ball of fluorescence was pulled out by her. It was the fragment of "life".

"She's here, take her back."

She returned Lu Yun to them, and from today on, she is just a niche student, and she will only be a niche student.

After all...it's fun to be a niche student.

"Thank you." Several people's voices were choked.

In this ball of light, they felt the familiar aura of the spirit. On the window sill, the cat-sized Huanhuan called out to her master.

This is their... little junior sister.

"She is very weak now. My strength has been keeping her up all these years. You must rush back as soon as possible."

"It will take a long time to get her back to where she once was."

"It doesn't matter." Baiyao spit out these words: "I'm here."

As long as he is here, he will let his little junior sister come back as soon as possible.

Besides, it took them five years to find a hope. Even if they wait another five years, ten years or a hundred years, it doesn't matter.

"Little junior sister, we are taking you home."

The air was filled with dullness and dust was flying, and a woman's clear response was vaguely heard.

Lu Yun said: "Okay."

She is finally going home. (End of chapter)