Something is wrong with my junior sister after her spiritual veins were destroyed

"No, the cabbages I planted before have never grown so big. It must be because of the magic that Senior Sister cast on me that day. These should be given to Senior Sister. I can't take so much." Wang Lin shook his head frantically, and the corners of his eyes were red. "And if Senior Sister didn't help me, I wouldn't be able to take so much to sell at once. If Senior Sister doesn't want it, how can I ask Senior Sister for help next time? Senior Sister, just keep it, or do you... not want to help me anymore in the future..."

Hearing that Wang Lin was crying at the end, Su Zi was a little at a loss.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute. Let me take one spirit stone, and we can use the one hundred taels to buy seeds together. We can buy a few more kinds. The owner of this restaurant is a good person. When the time comes, we can plant the seeds in the fields. Whether we sell them to the town or to the sect's dining room, it will be a way to earn spirit stones."

Agreeing with Su Zi's suggestion, the little guy gave her all the spirit stones and silver notes for safekeeping, and then carried a bag of fifty taels of silver on his body.

"Senior sister, I just want to go see my grandparents..."

"It's okay, go ahead, I'll go with you. Should we buy seeds first or go to your grandparents' house first?"

Su Zi knew that the little guy had grandparents and uncle in his hometown. The last time he went home was when his parents passed away. Along the way, they could see barren and cracked land. No one knew how long the drought had lasted. The little guy must be worried that his family would lack food under such circumstances.

In this world of immortal cultivation, there is no rule that one must sever ties with family members once one begins practicing, and some towns still have immortal cultivation families.

Su Zi took the little guy to buy various vegetable seeds and some ordinary rice and wheat seeds, and went to the pharmacy to buy some medicinal seeds. Su Zi planned to interplant them in the spiritual field.

The little guy used the fifty taels of silver he had on him to buy wheat and rice, all of which he wanted to bring to his grandparents.

After leaving Anting County, it was still more than ten miles outside the city to reach Wangjia Village, so the two of them rented a carriage directly at the city gate, which only cost ten cents per trip.

The carriage wobbled for an hour before arriving at Wangjia Village. There was a dried-up river in front of the village. There were only a dozen households in the village. Wang Lin's grandparents' home was near the entrance of the village.

"Grandpa, grandma!" Wang Lin got off the carriage and ran to a house and knocked on the door. Su Zi paid the money and walked over.

Soon two elderly men in their sixties came out, and Wang Lin dived into their arms like a child.

"Lin'er, why are you here?" Wang Lin's grandfather seemed to have some problems with his legs and feet, and he had been supported by his grandmother.

"By the way, grandpa and grandma, this is my senior sister." Wang Lin turned around and introduced Su Zi to the two elderly people.

Su Zi nodded to the two of them as a greeting.

"Immortal, please come in..." The two men knew Su Zi's identity, and hurriedly pulled Wang Lin to make way for Su Zi and invited Su Zi into the house.

I was a little confused by the old man's call of "immortal".

I worked at the bottom of society for so many years in my previous life, but Haidilao’s attitude was never this good.

"Old man, there's no need to do this." Su Zi took two steps forward and went into the house with the old man. Although the body she was reborn into was a cultivator with spiritual veins, the one living in this body now was Su Zi, who was born in a flower-growing family and raised under the red flag. Deep down, she couldn't bear to see the elders treat a junior like this.

After entering the house, Su Zi took out the things the little guy wanted to bring to his grandparents from the storage bag, including the two cabbages that had not been sold.

Su Zi felt something strange when he saw the two old men, but he didn't know what was strange.

It was not until the old man brought two cups of somewhat turbid water that Su Zi finally understood.

Lack of water.

This village is extremely short of water, and the two elderly people look pale, having suffered from a long-term lack of water and food.

When I entered the house, I saw the food on the ground and couldn't even hold the bowl in my hand.

"Lin'er, where did you get these foods?" Grandpa Wang Lin held the little guy's hand tremblingly, his eyes red.

"Grandpa, we grow cabbages in the clan. We came here to sell them and use the money to buy these rice grains."

"Won't there be drought in the immortal's sect? How can they grow such big cabbages..."

The old man wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, then squatted down and touched the cabbage carefully.

"Old man, how long has this drought lasted?" Su Zi helped the old man sit down on the stool.

"It hasn't rained in half a year!" The old man patted his knees, his face full of heartache.

"Has this ever happened in previous years?"

"Yes, but not that serious. I remember when I was in my twenties, there was no rain for three or four months, but it was in winter..." As the old man said this, he seemed to have thought of something and stood up to kowtow to Su Zi. "Immortal, you are an immortal, can you help us? The last well in our village is almost dry... Immortal..."

"Old man, please get up first and let me ask you something."

After helping the old man sit down, Su Zi took out the communication card from the storage bag.

Su Zi searched the communication board and finally found something similar to a message in a bottle. Sect disciples can post the problems they encounter on the communication board. If someone can answer the question, they can reply to the questioner through the communication board.

Without thinking, Su Zi posted what happened on the communication board.

"Question: I'm passing by a mortal village. The drought here is severe. Is there any way to solve it?"

This question-asking function does not have any identity information, and neither the questioner nor the respondent knows who the other is.

Not long after Su Zi sent the question, her communication card lit up. She quickly opened it and saw several more answers below her question on the screen.

"Hey, are you the new junior brothers and sisters? Why are there people asking such strange questions?"

"This fellow Taoist is really interested. He even cares about the affairs of ordinary people. What realm are you in? Do you have enough spirit stones to spend? Have you cleared the secret realm?"

"What's that fatal triple combo upstairs? It hurts my heart. I'm going to find a secret realm to brush up on now."

"My fellow Taoist, if you are not afraid of being contaminated by karma, you can help me by performing a few rain-making spells or drawing a few rain-making talismans."

"Fellow Daoist, please stop worrying. Many mortal villages are suffering from drought this year. Do you have to help everywhere? Can you handle it? If some great senior is joking, just ignore what I said."

"..."

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Su Zi was scratching his head, as if the novel also said that cultivating immortals is indeed about cause and effect.

After only a moment of hesitation, Su Zi decisively chose to help.

Although this would affect her karma, Su Zi couldn't let these people fend for themselves, even though she had the ability to do so.

When Su Zi thought of this, she felt her body lighten, as if something pressing on her had disappeared.

Su Zi didn't think much about it, but told the two old men his decision.

Ask the elderly to place all the items in their homes that can store water in the yard, including pots, pans, basins, buckets, and anything that can hold water. Place them neatly in the yard.

Su Zi's magic of bringing rain was cast, and in addition to the yard, the road outside the yard was also within the range of rainfall.

Soon, dark clouds gathered over the yard and drizzles of rain slowly fell.

The two old men beside Su Zi saw the rain and couldn't control their tears, and they knelt down in the yard tremblingly.

"We are saved! We are saved! Thank you so much, Immortal! Thank you so much, Immortal!"

Su Zi felt that he was not a saint. Although in his previous life he had been lazy because he always heard people say "the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility", Su Zi had always done everything within his ability.

As an orphan in her previous life, she had received a lot of kindness, but she had also experienced a lot of malice.

Su Zi, who was instilled with the idea that everyone is equal and received a good nine-year compulsory education since childhood, is very glad that she did not go astray because of the malicious intent, nor did she become a better person because of the kindness.

It has only been three days since Su Zi was reborn here, but he seems to have put himself in a shackle of "the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility".

Shaking her head, Su Zi stopped herself from thinking any further. The answers on the communication card kept popping up for no reason, but she reflexively felt resistance to those answers.

Maybe Su Zi will have a chance to go to the sect's library to see if there are any relevant books.

"Junior Brother Wang Lin, go talk to the village chief and gather all the families in the village who need water. I will bring rain to everyone."

He waved his hand to stop the spell. All the utensils in the yard were filled with water. Wang Lin was busy moving the containers full of water into the house. When he heard Su Zi's words, he responded and ran out.