I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

Yan Xiu's purpose this time was to go to other states for investigation.

See if those men in black robes have really infiltrated every corner of the Yuan Dynasty quietly as he expected.

If this is true, then the power and conspiracy involved behind it are so huge that we cannot ignore it easily.

"When I'm not around, let this little rattle be Brother Yan's substitute and play with you, okay?"

As Yan Xiu spoke, he took out a brightly colored rattle from his arms and gently placed it in Ali's hand.

As soon as Ali took it and waved her little hand, the rattle immediately started singing a cheerful song.

The crisp voice seemed to run directly into her heart, making her mouth corners couldn't help but rise and her eyes curved into crescents.

"If you really miss Brother Yan, just come closer and whisper to him."

Yan Xiu half squatted down, blinked at A Li, and smiled like the warm spring sunshine.

"This way, Brother Yan can also hear it in his heart."

There was a magical warmth in Yan Xiu's words, which softened the atmosphere of parting.

Ali blinked her bright eyes and nodded vigorously.

She raised her little hand, full of childish seriousness: "Brother Yan, let's make a pinky promise that you must come back to find me!"

Yan Xiu gently hooked Ah Li's soft little fingers.

At this moment, the gentle touch of the big hand and the small hand formed an agreement.

a few days later.

As promised, Shen Zhi set out for Mo Yun Academy.

At the same time, Yan Xiu used his supernatural power to create millions of clones.

Countless clones took advantage of the breeze and rushed silently to the hundreds of states of the Yuan Dynasty.

After Yan Xiu left, Ali and her grandfather's days continued quietly along the established trajectory.

At the break of dawn, the grandfather and grandson began their daily routine.

As usual, they set up stalls in the morning light and awaken the sleepy streets with the familiar hawking sounds.

But in her free time, Ali would squat in the corner alone, staring blankly at the rattle that Yan Xiu gave her, shaking it from time to time, making a "dong dong" sound.

When Mr. Chu saw this scene, he sighed repeatedly.

...

Time flies by half a month.

"Hey, that's strange, why didn't I see Old Man Chu setting up a stall today? I was still thinking about the snacks made by Ah Li."

Sometimes customers who frequent the stall run by the grandparents and grandchildren would suddenly make a surprising discovery.

The stall that always stays open was rarely open today.

For a while, many people were speculating.

At the same time, Mr. Chu was walking hurriedly on the street, his face full of anxiety.

He hurried to the famous clinic in Lingchuan Prefecture and knelt down as soon as he entered.

"Godly doctor, please save my granddaughter!"

Mr. Chu's voice was trembling and pleading.

The doctor who was seeing patients in the store came over immediately upon seeing this.

He helped Mr. Chu up and asked with a frown.

"What happened to Mr. Chu? Why are you so anxious?"

Old Master Chu said with tears in his eyes: "It's my Ah Li, she...she is ill."

The doctor was surprised when he heard this.

He knew Ali's situation very well.

After all, he had been entrusted by Mr. Chu to take Ali's pulse and treat her illness.

But this doctor, like everyone else, was helpless about Ali's condition and came to the same conclusion.

That means not surviving the age of seven.

The doctor thought quickly and spoke doubtfully.

"No, there are still at least a few months before Ali turns seven. Why did she suddenly fall ill?"

Old Master Chu was also confused and just shook his head and sighed.

"I am also confused. I can only beg you, the doctor, to show mercy and save my poor granddaughter!"

After saying this, he kowtowed heavily once again.

Although the doctor is fully aware of his own limitations, out of compassion, he cannot just sit back and watch.

He quickly picked up the medical box and hurried out with Old Man Chu to the Chu family.

When I arrived at the Chu family, I saw Ah Li lying weakly on the bed, her face as pale as paper and her breath was weak.

"Ali, the miracle doctor is here!"

When the little girl heard her grandfather's voice, she opened her heavy eyelids with difficulty.

The doctor did not dare to delay upon seeing this, and hurried forward to perform some measures, which slightly improved Ali's discomfort.

At this time, the doctor led Mr. Chu out of the door and spoke slowly in a heavy voice.

"Mr. Chu, you know about Ah Li's illness. The best I can do is to make her feel better. There is no way to make her better. Please... prepare for her death as soon as possible."

After saying this, he sighed heavily, unable to bear witness to the old man's grief, bowed and left silently.

When Mr. Chu heard this, he was shocked.

"grandfather...."

Ali's faint call touched the old man's heart.

Old Master Chu quickly wiped away the tears from his cheeks, suppressed his sadness, and walked into the room.

"Don't be afraid, A-Li. Grandpa is here."

He sat on the edge of the bed and gently stroked Ali's forehead.

The little girl's gaze passed over the old man's shoulder and rested on the rattle lying quietly on the table not far away.

She opened her mouth with great effort, but the pain that spread throughout her body had drained away all her strength, and she could no longer utter a word.

Mr. Chu understood and quickly handed the rattle to Ali.

She used up her last bit of strength to gently shake the rattle.

Then she tremblingly took out three wooden figures from her delicate little purse.

They were made by the old carpenter next door.

The two rough ones symbolize her parents whom she has never met, and their blurred faces hide endless imagination and nostalgia.

The third one was carved so lifelike that it was exactly Yan Xiu's appearance.

The little girl weakly pressed her pale face against the three wooden figures and murmured softly, bidding them her final farewell.

"Goodbye, Daddy."

"Goodbye, mother."

"Goodbye, Brother Yan."

Finally, Ali raised her head and gave the old man a pale smile.

"Goodbye Grandpa."

...

Yuzhou.

Yan Xiu, who was trying to figure out the situation, suddenly frowned.

"Ali..."

He heard Ali's gentle call through the trace of spiritual power attached to the rattle.

Yan Xiu suddenly thought of something and stopped hesitating.

His body trembled, leaving a clone in Yuzhou to continue exploring.

The main body used golden light to fly across the earth, like a meteor cutting through the sky, and flew towards Lingchuan Mansion at the speed of light.

In just a moment, Yan Xiu traveled thousands of miles and appeared at the door of the Chu family.

When Ali saw the figure she missed day and night, a glimmer of hope suddenly flashed in her eyes.

"Brother Yan, is it really you?"

Ali's voice trembled slightly, full of disbelief.

Even Mr. Chu looked surprised.

He didn't expect that Ali just called out and Yan Xiu appeared in front of them.

Yan Xiu took two steps at a time and quickly came to Ah Li's bedside. With just one glance, he realized her precarious situation.

He knew about Ali's condition, but he didn't expect it to deteriorate so quickly.

Yan Xiu grabbed the void.

A pill emitting a strong medicinal aroma appeared between his fingers.

Yan Xiu then handed it to Ah Li's mouth and said softly, "Ah Li, be good, take the pill and your illness will be cured."

Ali shook her head slightly, her face pale but extremely determined, because she already knew that she was suffering from an incurable disease.

"A-Li knows what disease she has, so Brother Yan doesn't need to worry about it."

She gave a pale smile and spoke weakly.

Even though Mr. Chu tried to persuade her earnestly, Ali still shook her head and refused.

At this moment, Yan Xiu suddenly changed the subject.

"Didn't Ali say she wanted to be a female warrior?"

“If Brother Yan told you that as long as you take this pill, you can become a female warrior known by all the warriors in the world, would you believe it?”

When Ah Li heard Yan Xiu mention his dream, a spark of hope instantly ignited in her eyes.

"Really, Brother Yan?"

Seeing that Ah Li no longer refused, Yan Xiu gently fed her the pill.

"Brother Yan promises you that in seven days at most, you will become the world-famous Chu Heroine!"

...

...

Beijing.

Fuzhenguan.

Qing'er, who was practicing hard, seemed to sense something.

When she opened her eyes, a paper crane appeared on her desk.

Qing'er immediately stood up and opened the paper crane.

After just one glance, Qing'er felt her heart tremble.