I slapped my head and thought, oh, why did I forget about the master? I also have someone to support me. The master is a water collector who is about to disappear. He must have a way.

"Then let's go back quickly." I said hurriedly after deciding to go find the master.

Xiao Chen tilted his head and said with a smile: "Brother Yang, why are you so anxious? You are rushing to Murong Zhen's courtyard."

"Huh?" Xiaochen looked behind us, "Ah, great. That man didn't catch up." Xiaochen said, stroking his chest.

Bell nodded and agreed: "He is still in the recovery stage and cannot be out of the river for too long, so he should not be able to catch up now."

"Very good, very good." I also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Look, isn't it here?" Xiaochen pointed to the front and said with a smile.

As soon as I heard what he said, I immediately stretched my neck and looked forward. Sure enough, while we were chatting, this giant shovel took us back to Murong Zhen's courtyard as if following a fixed route.

Murong Zhen himself was standing at the door of the courtyard, looking around, obviously to see if we were back.

The giant shovel stopped ten meters away from the entrance of the courtyard. Lingdang and I jumped off the shovel one after another. Xiaochen was the last one to jump off, and the moment he came down, the giant shovel also changed and slowly shrank back.

A piece the size of a mini shovel fell to the ground.

I walked up and patted Xiaochen, "Xiaochen, what's going on with this shovel? Why haven't I seen you use it before? It turns out this thing can fly."

Xiao Chen flipped his hair and said: "This is a Luoyang shovel with a tracking order. It can reach the fixed target as quickly as possible. Remember I asked you if you brought the gold-touching talisman?"

Uh-huh, I nodded.

"Just before I left the yard, I set the fixed target of this Luoyang shovel as my gold-touching talisman. But my gold-touching talisman was divided into two parts and gave you one. Just now I asked you to wear the gold-touching talisman.

I don’t have the golden talisman because I’m afraid that you put the other golden talisman somewhere else so that the Luoyang shovel wouldn’t be difficult to control.” Xiao Chen said with eight white teeth.

I finally understood. I didn't expect that the stolen door would have such an awesome tracker.

"Master," I happily ran to the entrance of the courtyard. As I ran, I waved to Murong Zhen at the door: "I have something to tell you."

Murong Zhen touched the stubble on his chin and said with a smile, "If you have anything to do, go into the room and talk about it."

When I returned to Murong Zhen's hut with Xiaochen and the others, I looked up at the clock in the house and realized that it was past seven o'clock in the evening before I knew it.

He hurriedly told Murong Zhen the general story of the matter. Murong Zhen also had a look of shock on his face and hurriedly opened his sister's coffin. When he looked inside, he was stunned on the spot.

I also took advantage of this moment of looking at the coffin and quickly ran to the coffin to take another look at my eldest sister.

The eldest sister still looks exactly the same as when she was alive. If you don't pay attention to the slightly swollen pale skin, she looks like she is asleep.

There were some tears in the corners of my eyes. It had only been a few days. My normally lively and cheerful eldest sister had turned into a corpse in a coffin.

After touching it, Murong Zhen covered the coffin. He also took out a thick pile of black cups from under the bed and covered it with the coffin.

"Okay, I finally understand. I didn't expect that your sister's soul was taken away." Murong Zhen's face that was a little cold just now suddenly turned into a smile, and he said: "But fortunately, she

His soul was taken away."

"How do you say this?" Xiaochen said, half leaning on the door frame.

Murong smiled mysteriously and said: "Xiaoyang's sister Duanmuqing heard this trickster say that she was the reincarnation of Peng Zu, and she would scream when being held tightly by Ao Tong. This means that Duanmuqing is still conscious and should not die.

She still has a chance to be resurrected."

Resurrection? When I heard these two words that I never dared to think of, my head exploded with laughter.

I said excitedly: "Master, according to what you say, can my sister really be resurrected?"

"When did master lie to you?" Murong Zhen said: "But there are prerequisites for resurrecting your sister. You just said you wanted me to help take back your sister's soul from Ao Tong. Regarding this, master

All I can say is that there is nothing I can do.”

My face suddenly collapsed after Murong Zhen's words.

"But I can introduce you to someone. He should be able to deal with Ao Tong, and he is also the key to resurrecting your sister. No, it should be said that your sister cannot survive without him."

Murong Zhen stretched out his hand and pinched my face and then said, "Although he didn't hit hard, it hurt me so much that I grinned."

I am now disfigured, and there is no intact skin on my entire face. His twisting may have twisted the flesh on my face together.

But at the same time it hurts, I am still very happy. "Master, who is that person you are talking about? How do we find him?"

Murong Zhen walked to the table, picked up the tea cup, took a sip and continued: "His name is Liu Zhi, he is the master of that Shen Tiao boy Hou Tao. He is also one of the top figures in the Shen Tiao sect."

"Eh? Hou Tao's master? Isn't his master that sick man?" Xiao Chen asked, picking his ears. He thought he heard wrongly.

I punched Xiaochen bluntly, "Who said we can't have two masters?"

Xiaochen rubbed his head and nodded, saying don't dare.

Murong Zhen took out a pen from his pocket, tore off a piece of paper from the notebook on the table, and scrawled something on it.

"Now, this is Liu Zhi's contact information. You can contact him yourself." Murong Zhen handed me the written piece of paper, then picked up the pile of classical Chinese documents on the table and stuffed them into my arms.

: "Master is going out for a while, you can read these books yourself first, and I will teach you some water harvesting techniques after I come back. My phone number is written on the first page of the first book, please contact me if you have any questions.

"

I was holding a tall pile of books and was about to follow the master's instructions and go home, but as soon as I stepped out of the door of the courtyard, I was stopped by the master again.

"Xiaoyang, please put your sister's body here with me first. I will find a way to protect her body. You have to do it as soon as possible. As for your parents"

"I understand, master."

I waved my hand and walked home along the Yellow River with Xiaochen Lingdang. Murong Zhen's personal little black dog was with us, and Murong Zhen said he was letting him escort us home.

Xiaochen turned on the lights on his sunglasses to illuminate the road ahead for us.

"Brother Yang, what kind of books are these? Do they contain many secrets of collecting water? Can you lend them to me to read?" Xiao Chen said shamelessly, pretending to read a book and flipping the pages in his arms.

The first book in his arms.

"If you can understand it, read it. It's all in classical Chinese." I rolled my eyes at him and said.

When Xiao Chen heard this, he immediately lowered his head, scanned the first page of the book, and twitched his lips twice.

"Well, let's forget it. Brother Yang, you also know that I don't like reading books the most."

Ling Ding grabbed the hem of my clothes and walked beside me and smiled: "Daddy and Uncle Xiaochen are so interesting."
Chapter completed!