I courted death and then tried to escape, so the whole sect wants to get rid of me.

Fourth Brother's courtyard was clean and tidy, with not a speck of dust on the stone table floor.

Upon entering, all surrounding sounds seem to be blocked out, becoming much quieter.

Song Yao followed Xie Zhou inside, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of two faceless paper figures standing in the corner of the courtyard, which startled her.

No.

Why does this place feel so eerie?

It inexplicably reminded her of the parents of her fourth junior brother, whom she had unearthed.

I wonder how the two elders are doing now.

Seeing her reaction, Xie Zhou glanced at the other side indifferently: "They are responsible for sweeping the yard, there's no need to be afraid."

Song Yao's eyes lit up.

Fully automatic cleaning robot?

If she were to retire to the mountains in the future, wouldn't having these paper effigies help her farm, raise chickens and ducks?

If you run out of money, you can send paper effigies out to work.

Fourth Brother never brought out such a good thing in his previous life.

She clutched her bundle tightly, following closely behind Xie Zhou, craning her neck and asking expectantly, "How was this made?"

Xie Zhou pushed open the door to the side room and glanced at her: "Want to learn?"

Song Yao followed him inside, leaned close to him, and nodded: "I want to learn."

Those clear, cold eyes looked at him, and they really did reveal a bit of sincerity.

Xie Zhou looked away and walked inside: "Okay, pay the tuition."

Song Yao: "?"

Xie Zhou: "150,000."

Song Yao: "..."

Oops.

How did he pick up such a bad habit?

She held back her hand, which was itching to slap him on the head, constantly reminding herself to stay alert.

I'm not Song Yao now; I don't have that level of cultivation to fight people.

The fourth junior brother is no longer the cute, gentle, and sweet little bean he used to be; instead, he has turned into a dark version of himself.

He might kill her if he slaps her like that.

When Xie Zhou turned around, he saw Song Yao with her head down, looking frustrated and conflicted.

His throat felt slightly dry. He pursed his lips, took out two books from his storage bag, placed them on the table, and said, "Spirit control is a high-level talisman technique. There are no shortcuts. If you want to learn it, start with the basics."

Song Yao felt even more desperate.

It would be strange if she could concentrate on her studies.

I started to feel sleepy just looking at the cover.

Her greatest strength is her lack of attachment; she can give up decisively, throwing her burdens on the table and saying, "Forget it, I'm not learning anymore."

"..."

Xie Zhou paused, then said, "If you want something simpler, you can use other people to control these paper effigies with talismans."

Song Yao's interest was rekindled.

Does this mean that she can use her fourth junior brother's talisman to control his paper effigy?

She looked at Xie Zhou again with anticipation.

Unfortunately, the other party didn't seem to get her hint and changed the subject, saying, "I've lifted your restrictions; you can come and go in the courtyard freely."

He then turned to leave.

Song Yao had no choice but to temporarily put aside the matter of the fully automatic paper doll cleaning system. She called out to him, shaking the safety amulet in her hand, and reminded him, "Fourth Senior Brother, what about this?"

Xie Zhou seemed to just remember: "Come to Wanchun Tower to find me three days from now at 5 PM."

It's Wanchunlou again.

Fourth junior brother has really gone astray, spending all his time in places like this.

She temporarily put away the safety amulet, walked around the room twice, and wanted to see if there was anything that needed to be tidied up.

However, things took an unexpected turn.

The room was fully furnished, even the bed was already made up.

A thick mattress was meticulously covered with a soft silk blanket, and on top of that was a silk quilt woven with dark cloud patterns.

She couldn't help but click her tongue in admiration.

Fourth junior brother is still too rich.

Even the side room uses such high-quality bedding.

I should have known she would become a talisman cultivator too.

Speaking of becoming a talisman cultivator, the fourth junior brother hasn't taken away the two books on the table yet.

She walked over eagerly, and with a bit of wishful thinking, picked up the book and opened it.

What if?

What if the book on talisman cultivation isn't so easy to read?

She might be able to change careers.

When Song Yao turned to the first page and saw a bunch of messy scribbles, her head sank and her vision went black.

not good.

This is even more dangerous than studying medicine.

-

Song Yao slept for a full day and night.

I don't know if it was because I was sleeping in my fourth junior brother's courtyard, but the scene of seeing him in my dream appeared.

At that time, she had just transmigrated, and the plot happened to be that she became the master of the hall and came to the Nine Saints Hall.

The fourth junior brother arrived a few days earlier than her, so he should be the third.

But she disliked the name "fourth" and didn't want to be the youngest, so she cried and insisted on being the senior.

The master was at a loss and sought Xie Zhou's opinion.

At that time, Xie Zhou was taciturn, thin and small, and dared not speak to people, only lowering his head and saying okay.

Song Yao kept her mission in mind and was determined to be a villain to the very end.

As soon as her master left, she rushed forward, grabbed his collar menacingly, and threatened him: "I am the third senior sister, and you have to listen to me from now on."

"You do whatever I tell you to do. If I tell you to go east, you're not allowed to go west."

"You have to be my little follower. Wherever I go, you go. If you don't obey, I'll throw you off a cliff."

Xiao Xie stared at her, his dark eyes unblinking.

They didn't dare to utter a single word in rebuttal, only nodding and agreeing.

Song Yao had never seen such an obedient and timid child before, who would do whatever she was asked to do.

There were no lights in the cultivation world at night, and she was a little scared, so she forced Xie Zhou to sleep on a makeshift bed on the floor in her room. He came over without saying a word, carrying a blanket.

Occasionally, when the yard needed sweeping or homework needed to be completed, she would sternly point at him with a stern face, and he would obediently do all of her share as well.

Later, she heard that there was a kind of fruit on Caiyun Peak that was particularly delicious, so she grabbed Xie Zhou to pick it, only to encounter a high-level demon guarding the fruit.

She was chased and fell off the mountain, bleeding profusely. Her fourth junior brother was bitten on the calf, but fortunately, he was saved by the Third Elder.

Although it hurt, she also found it fun, and cheerfully pulled her fourth junior brother, saying that she would go again next time. Her fourth junior brother, perhaps out of fear, shed two tears.

The Third Elder scolded her severely and warned her that if she took her Fourth Junior Brother to do such dangerous things again, she would be punished.

She had no choice but to restrain herself a bit. After her injuries healed a little, she practiced swordsmanship for a few days, then, forgetting all about the lessons learned, she went off to pick fruit by herself.

Unsurprisingly, they encountered that high-level demon again.

This time it ended in a draw, with both sides ending up bruised and battered and in a sorry state.

With a sense of accomplishment, she forced the demon to shake hands and make peace with her, then returned to the main peak covered in blood, clutching the fruit.

The fourth junior brother stood dejectedly outside her courtyard. When he saw her appearance, he turned pale with fright and hurriedly ran to the clinic to get medicine. He then pressed her shoulder and insisted on treating her injuries.

After his wounds were treated, he clutched her clothes and tears streamed down his face, utterly aggrieved: "Third Senior Sister, why didn't you take me with you?"

"Didn't you say I'd go wherever you went?"

"Don't you want me anymore?"

At that time, her fourth junior brother was already taller than her, but he kept his head down, like an abandoned puppy.

He was eager to show her, so he took out all the talismans: "I will protect you. My master said I learn faster than others. I am no worse than sword cultivators or spiritual cultivators."

"Wherever you go, whatever fruit you pick, please take me with you, okay?"

"I've already explained to the Third Elder that it wasn't you who bullied me by taking me there; I wanted to go on my own."

Song Yao had never heard her fourth junior brother say so much.

She blinked, unsure how to respond.

Finally, with her eyes crinkling into a smile, she popped a fruit into his mouth, then skipped and hopped into the yard: "No way, I'm not playing with you anymore."