Like a setting, the chief deposited the fan on her, let it fulfill a wish she had before she died, and then slipped away.

The main function of the treasure fan is to cultivate Taoism and alchemy, and letting it fulfill the wishes of mortals is a serious illegal operation, which is extremely harmful to the aura.

- This is exactly the purpose of the Xuan Ming Dao Chief.

At the moment when she died, the energy of the fan cast a spell to turn the tide and bring her back to life. For this reason, the spiritual power of the fan is almost completely lost, and the karmic connection with the previous owner who is far away on the other side is completely severed.

From now on, he can't find it, and it can't find him.

Not only did he make the fan half-crippled, but he also took away all the books about Taoism inside~. There are only some basic exercises for exercising physical fitness, and irrelevant books such as alchemy and incense making for her reference.

Oh, he had left a few recovery pills and other pills in the ancient building on the top of the mountain. Including a few extinct herb seeds, it can be regarded as a meeting gift left by his master to her cheap and stupid apprentice.

There are also things that have nothing to do with Taoism, and she can enter the Taoist temple at any time to get them.

Love or not, love refined, he is benevolent and righteous~.

Leaving behind a thin figure with his back to his apprentice, he waved his hand freely and disappeared at the end of a piece of brilliance.

The fate gathers and the fate is scattered, and there will be no time after that, and it slipped away.

Luo Qingyu: "......"

When the images in her mind were gone, and she was sure that no more information was coming, she opened her eyes and was silent for a moment, then knelt down in the direction of the ancient building at the top of the hill and kowtowed a few times.

"Thank you, Master. ”

No matter what the other party's mentality is and what intentions it is, she has the opportunity to be reborn to make up for the regrets of her previous life, and this kindness is better than all treasures.

Even if he didn't leave anything, she was grateful and didn't dare to complain.

Money and other things, relatives are alive.

However, those recovery pills are really good things, and I will have the opportunity to go up the mountain to see them in the future.

Not today, she has been in for a long time, the time inside and outside is synchronized, and there is no sound from the outside world here, so she has to go out and take a look.

If you want to get out, you have to step out of the tall archway. When she reached the half-cut outside, she could use the fan to get in and out.

The things of the immortals, the sense of ritual is really different.

After a while, Luo Qingyu stood cautiously outside the archway with a fan in his hand, and looked at the rotating earth again.

This big guy is real, and so is that Danlu Mountain.

The Tao is mysterious, and it is difficult for mortals to imagine.

Alas, it's a pity that there are no Taoist books, and she is a waste of firewood...... Waste firewood is good, waste firewood is stress-free.

After comforting himself, Luo Qingyu held the fan and said silently: Go back.

As soon as the thought came out, the light in front of her eyes shone brightly, she quickly closed her eyes, and heard the sound of the wind whistling in her ears, and then a fart fell on the hard floor.

Oh mom, it hurts.

Open your eyes at the moment you land, look left and right, well, no one around, safe. Looking up at the time again, the ancient wooden clock hanging on the wall showed 11:03.

Listen closely, there is no movement in my mother's room.

Whew, it's okay......

In the living room, Luo Qingyu looked left and right with a fan in his hand, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

The scorching cloud fan means that the fire power of the fan can even burn the clouds clean.

In addition to this, it has another meaning.

The word "scorching clouds" is engraved on one side, and she knows the usage and function by heart. The fan with the word "burning" represents burning, and there is a distinction between civil and military fire; the side of the word cloud represents a sunny turn to cloudy, and there is also a distinction between civil and military, which means extinguishing fire.

Although it is half-crippled, it is still a rare treasure for ordinary people.

On the contrary, she is a disaster in the fan, and she will never get rid of it.

Alas, there is no way, who made her a Taoist wastewood. The Taoist also emptied all the books on Taoism, and she couldn't even think that the stupid bird would fly first.

Of course, she doesn't care, she can be reborn and has earned it, but it's a pity that the fan.

You must know that its first owner majored in Taoism, supplemented by alchemy, the second was mainly based on alchemy, supplemented by Taoism, and the third was her, and she couldn't do anything about waste wood.

"Don't worry, when you recover your spiritual power and want to leave, I will definitely not stop you. Luo Qingyu touched the fan and said to himself, "If you can recover automatically......"

If it recovers on its own, she can't stop it.

Of course, that kind of probability is extremely low, and from the information, it is known that the spiritual power growth of the treasure is determined by the master's cultivation. Its own innate spiritual power was given to it by the first master, and it was exhausted and disabled by the Xuanming Dao Chief.

The acquired spiritual power must be strong by the owner, and it will be strong.

In short, with her, its future is worrying.

"Qingqing, who are you talking to?"

Gu Ning in the house heard the movement in the living room, woke up immediately, and hurriedly came out in his pajamas to look left and right, but he didn't see anything. In the living room, only her girl sat on the floor, looking at her mother, who had a keen sense of hearing, with a cute face.

Luo Qingyu, who had empty hands, pointed to the floor next to the coffee table smartly, "Ants." "The fan has long been hidden.

Gu Ning looked at the living room suspiciously, saw that one side of the curtain was closed, and couldn't help but go over and open it suspiciously:

"Qingqing, has Dad been back?"

"Nope. Luo Qingyu shook his head and explained calmly, "There was a mosquito in the window just now, I'll play with it." So I closed the curtains.

Who would have thought that a three-year-old child would lie to him? In the eyes of parents, their children are definitely the most well-behaved in the world.

Gu Ning was relieved, took out the ingredients from the refrigerator and started to make lunch.

And Luo Qingyu was idle and bored, and staggered out a small box and a comic book from the eldest brother's room. Inside the box is flying chess, and a drawing with a colorful grid is a chessboard, which is the eldest brother's favorite educational toy.

This kid is a serious collector, as long as he likes it, he will hide it and not allow others to touch it.

Especially she......

Hehe, it's a small sample, if she can't turn it out, she loses. She can't study, and it's quite greasy to find things~. Even the liquor hidden by her father was secretly drunk by her, of course, that was in the previous life.

Now she is still too young to drink, so she can only harm her brother's books, chess, brushes and toys.

Whenever he sees something hidden in the living room, the always calm and arrogant scholar often returns to the wall of the room in anger, muttering to himself or facing the window to reverently reverently:

"I don't have a sister, I don't have a sister......"

When the anger is gone, then there is motivation to review your homework.

He is not a sister control, in fact, he may see at a glance that his little sister will be a scumbag in the future, and he is particularly impatient with her, and even dislikes her every day.

Maybe it's the rebellious period, alas......

Thinking of this, Luo Qingyu silently spread his hands and shook his head, indicating that he did not understand the young man's mind. Look at the time, the old brother is coming back, busy setting up the chess pieces and waiting to see his stinky face.

But there was something unusual today, it was almost twelve o'clock at noon, and before lunch was ready, he came back.

"Mom, I'm back. As soon as the cold young man entered the door, he threw his backpack onto the wooden sofa, bent over, stretched his hands under the little sister's ribs, and lifted her up, "Mom, I'll take Qingqing out for a while, and I'll be back soon." ”

Glimpsing the chess paper and cartoons on the small coffee table, he silently thought in his heart: he can't see it, he can't see anything......

"Hey, Xiaoyou, where are you taking your sister?" Gu Ning came out of the kitchen and asked in amazement.

"Take pictures," Luo Tianyou looked back at his mother, holding the short girl in both hands like carrying an adult cat, "Xiao Nian wants to recognize her as a sister and wants to see her photos." ”

Xiao Nian is his pen pal, from Xiangjiang, 9 years old this year, and has a very good relationship with Luo Tianyou. Knowing that he was bored with his sister, the other party was so envious that he liked it, and asked Xiaoyou to send him a photo of his sister.

The two teenagers have known each other for more than half a year, and they are also top students, and they have to compete to see who is more powerful in every test. And he made a big ambition, one to be the most outstanding scientist, and the other to be an all-round professor.

The former is Luo Tianyou's volunteer, and his family likes to see it.