The baby-making system is unreliable

After the autumn rain, the moisture in the bamboo forest permeated the soil, and the air was exceptionally fresh and pleasant. However, for Yun Airou who was in the bamboo forest, this freshness was accompanied by a hint of dampness and coolness.

Moisture permeates the air like a veil, silently soaking the soil underfoot and making the earth look wet.

In the early morning, the birds were singing, sometimes melodiously and gently, sometimes quickly and passionately, and Yun Xirou slowly opened her eyes amid the noisy birdsong.

She was originally immersed in a sweet dream, but the sound of birds' chirping, one after another, kept coming into her ears, and finally woke her up from her sleep.

Where is this?! Outside, she can go outside!? Finally she can come out of the bamboo, Yun Xirou feels a little magical when facing her true body.

She reached out her hand and stroked the green bamboo. It was the first time she saw a thousand-year-old bamboo. Yun Xirou couldn't help but sigh, "The soil by the water is really suitable for growing bamboo!"

"Don't forget what you promised me!" His originally clear and powerful voice now seemed to have been drained of all its strength, sounding so weak and powerless.

"Wang Chen?! Are you okay? I looked at your body and it seemed... a little strange?!" Yun Xirou's heart suddenly tightened, and the expression on his face at the last moment of last night instantly appeared in her mind.

On that handsome face, the eyes that were originally as bright as stars suddenly became dim, as if the spiritual power in his body was rapidly dissipating and could hardly support his body.

She couldn't help but feel a panic, and she clutched the spirit pen in her sleeve tightly with both hands, fearing that she would lose contact with him in the next second.

"Nothing, help me find the whereabouts of Han Yuzhu as soon as possible. I will recover in a moment."

After Wang Chen finished speaking, he fell silent, as if he was gathering his spiritual energy. The scroll behind Yun Xirou flashed a dark white light, and then there was no movement.

Yun Xirou didn't say much, but looked around to find the direction. She walked a few hundred steps along the bamboo path, and suddenly saw a bird flying over, and after landing, it turned into a human form.

"Xiao Zhu, you're okay, that's great! Grandpa Turtle didn't lie to me, you are really safe and sound." Along with an anxious and joyful shout, a figure came rushing over like the wind.

The person who came was Xiao Qian, and she appeared in front of Yun Xirou in a flash. At this moment, Xiao Qian transformed into a graceful and charming lady.

Her beautiful eyes were sparkling with excitement and concern, and her hands were tightly grasping Yun Xirou's fair and delicate hands, as if she was afraid that she would disappear if she let go.

Xiao Qian's eyes were like a scanner, carefully looking at Yun Xirou from top to bottom, not missing any details. From her hair to her face, to her limbs, every part was examined over and over again.

"You don't know, I don't have any relatives, so I had to look for my friends in the forest, but they didn't transform and didn't dare to come out to help. I also looked for the fox in the forest and the red-crowned crane by the lake, but one of them lost his child and the other was timid, so no one was willing to help!!"

Seeing that Yun Xirou was safe and sound, Xiao Qian finally felt relieved. A few tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, but she quickly forced herself to hold them back.

"I had no choice but to fly to Grandpa Turtle. Grandpa Turtle was very good at predicting things. He said you were fine and insisted on keeping me here to heal my wounds!! I... I'm sorry for wasting time. Fortunately, you are fine!!"

Xiao Qian wiped away her tears, because she knew that now was not the time to cry, but she should be happy. After all, she was lucky to be able to stand here safely.

Yun Xirou smiled and said, "I'm fine, aren't I? Okay, don't worry, go back and do what you need to do!! I still have things to deal with, so I'll leave first. See you later!!"

However, her eyes seemed unusually determined. She wiped away the tears on her face and said resolutely: "You saved my life, I want to follow you to repay you. Wherever you want to go, I will go!?"

Yun Yurou raised her eyebrows and smiled, not wanting to involve her, and asked seriously: "Xiao Qian, I want to go to Hanyue Temple to ask Granny Mei something, do you want to accompany me too!?"

"Hanyue Temple?! Why are we going to Hanyue Temple? That place is incredible, it's full of Lingyu Sect masters! We are monsters!! This is simply like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth, courting death!!"

When Xiao Qian heard the news, her face turned pale instantly and her heart was filled with fear and anxiety.

She couldn't help but think of the hateful demon hunter who almost took her life last time, and that person was from the Lingyu Sect.

If she were to go to Hanyue Temple now, wouldn't that be like sending herself to the enemy? Wouldn't that be like pushing herself into a fire pit! ?

Thinking of this, Xiao Qian's body trembled involuntarily, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"So, you should just stay in these woods, or do you really plan to go to the mysterious ghost world? Well... but unfortunately, the Ghost Festival on July 15th this year has passed. If you want to go, you will have to wait until next year."

Yun Ai spoke these words in a gentle and patient voice, then she straightened her clothes and prepared to head towards Hanyue Temple.

At this moment, Xiao Qian was in an extreme struggle. She clutched the corner of her clothes tightly with both hands, and her eyes flickered from time to time, unable to conceal a little panic.

However, after thinking for a while, she finally mustered up her courage, raised her head abruptly, and shouted at Yun Xirou's receding back with all her might, "No!! I must go, because I once said that I would repay your kindness!"

His hoarse voice seemed to contain endless determination and firmness, which forced Yun Xirou to stop.

Yun Yurou turned around, looked at Xiao Qian calmly, and said softly: "You don't have to force yourself. I don't need your repayment."

Xiao Qian bit her lip and took a step forward. "I know this journey is full of dangers, but I have made up my mind. You saved my life, how can I not repay you?"

Yun Yirou frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and nodded, "Okay, since you insist, let's go together. But remember, follow me closely and don't run around."

The two of them stepped into the vicinity of Hanyue Temple together, and a solemn atmosphere overwhelmed them.

Hanyue Temple is very popular and has many pilgrims coming here, but due to a murder case that happened recently, the temple is much quieter than before.

A temple with a long history and exuding ancient charm stands quietly on the hillside like a shining pearl.

It seems to be integrated with the mountains and forests, yet also seems to be detached from the world, giving people a sense of solemnity.

Occasionally, a melodious and clear bell sound could be heard from the temple. The sound penetrated the layers of clouds and mist, and echoed among the mountains and forests.

Along with the sound of the bells, wisps of purple smoke slowly rose up and lingered around the temple like a veil.

The smoke is like a dream, sometimes thick as a sea of ​​clouds, sometimes thin as a cicada's wing.

Inside the temple, huge red pillars stand tall, supporting the weight of the entire building.

They are like loyal guards, silently guarding this sacred place.

The roof is covered with green tiles, which sparkle with a unique glow under the sunlight, like pieces of emerald green jade inlaid on it.

Every tile carries the traces of time and the devout prayers of countless believers, witnessing the passage of time and the changes in the world.

Xiao Qian looked around nervously, fearing that he might encounter some danger. It seemed that there were many more monster-catching formations around him than before.

Yun Xirou walked forward calmly, and according to what Grandma Mei said, she found a way to avoid the surrounding barriers and monks, and headed straight for the peach forest a hundred meters away from the temple wall.

"The real body of the charming old lady is right there. She seems to have rarely communicated with us through spiritual channels recently. Let's go take a look and find out what's going on."

Yun Xirou pointed at the forest and said, not far in front of her was a peach forest that bloomed all year round.

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Hanyue Temple is very popular and has many pilgrims coming here, but due to a murder case that happened recently, the temple is much quieter than before.

Under the solemn and dignified Buddhist temple with curling incense smoke, Master Wuyuan, wearing a cassock and a serious expression, led a group of monks in robes, as if they were performing a ritual to help Master Jingwu to be reborn.

They chanted something, and the sound of scriptures echoed in the air like a loud bell, giving people a feeling of tranquility and mystery.

In addition to the monks, there were also disciples of the Lingyu Sect standing at the bottom of the steps. These young practitioners were all heroic and had firm gazes.

They stood quietly by, watching the scene before them.

There is a faint scent of sandalwood around the temple, and the sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled shadows, making the whole scene look particularly peaceful.

A solemn ritual finally came to an end. On the vast and boundless steps that seemed to lead to the sky, three elders from the Lingyu Sect stood quietly.

They are like three towering mountains, standing firmly on the steps.

The leader was wearing a Taoist robe that shone as blue as a gem. His snow-white hair fluttered gently in the wind, making him look like an immortal who had descended to earth.

He held a whisk tightly in his hand, as if the whisk carried the endless wisdom and power of heaven and earth.

At this time, the leader slowly opened his mouth. His voice was low and magnetic, resounding throughout the space like a huge bell.

"Amitabha! Master Jingwu unfortunately met with a disaster and died. This was caused by that cruel and evil monster! However, as disciples of the Lingyu Sect, we must defeat the monster and eliminate the evil without hesitation!!"

His passionate and powerful words caused waves of emotion in the hearts of everyone present, and their emotions became excited.

Everyone clenched their fists, their eyes revealing determination and resoluteness.

"Master Brother is absolutely right. We should do our utmost to help! However, we must not rush into it. We must find the culprit to avoid hurting innocent people!"

The speaker was the white-haired female Taoist priest standing on the right.

She had a kind face and her eyes were full of kindness. She was wearing a blue Taoist robe that fluttered gently in the wind, as if she was one with the world.

"Senior Sister Lianyue is right. Master Jingwu's lifelong wish is to protect the lives of people in this area. Don't hurt innocent people in this way to be worthy of him!!"

The other slightly younger Taoist priest on the left, holding a scroll of bamboo slips in his hand, nodded in agreement with his senior sister's remarks, and his words were more concerned about Master Jingwu.

"You two Taoist priests are so kind-hearted. You may not know that I am Jikong, the disciple of Master Jingwu. A black cat demon often appears in the mountain behind my temple. At first, my master often went to see him and said that the cat demon was even cute."

Master Wuyuan remained silent, stood quietly with his eyes closed, seemingly sad and upset, and did not want to mention what happened that day.

Instead, a young monk named Jikong appeared behind him. Jikong spoke with certainty. It was said that he had always been by the master's side and was the master's favorite disciple.

"He has always been at peace with us, and no one has ever thought that he would attack Master. Although I didn't see it with my own eyes that night, I did hear Master mention him. That night I also heard... a cat's meow!!"

Jikong claimed to be an eyewitness that day. He heard the cat calling people and that the master had mentioned him. He even shed tears as he spoke.

"And... and it was accompanied by a strange male voice, as if saying that if you want something, you must get a certain bead. But I have never heard the master mention this. I... maybe I am still young, so the master never told me."

Ji Kong spoke out everything he knew, touched his empty head, and foolishly said nothing at all.

"In that case, young master, you can relax. We will do our best to find the evil cat demon and seek justice for you!"

The head of the Lingyu Sect sighed heavily, his eyes gleaming with determination. He knew that this matter was of great importance, and he must not let the cat demon continue to do evil.

So, he sent out his most trusted and proud student again without hesitation.

The headmaster stared at the group of high-spirited disciples with a sharp gaze, and said loudly: "All disciples, listen up! Today's matter is of great importance. We must go all out and not miss any clues."

"Tang Chao, quickly go to the back mountain and investigate carefully to see if you can find any trace of the cat demon. Remember, don't take it lightly. If you find any abnormal situation, report it immediately!"

Tang Chao, who was named, bowed and accepted the order with determination in his eyes. He left and rushed towards the back mountain. His figure disappeared from everyone's sight as quickly as an arrow.

The other disciples were also gearing up, ready to follow the master's orders at any time and join in the fierce battle.

For a moment, the entire temple was filled with a tense and solemn atmosphere, and no one dared to take it lightly.