Sister and Brother Reunited

Even Granny Gu no longer mattered?

And to think Xie An had been so wary of that wretched old woman just moments ago.

Xie Yu led Xie An into Li Family Village.

Xie Yu had delivered all 314 resentful souls, and the three old Daoists who had performed the ritual beneath the old locust tree at the village entrance had turned to dry bones. Only Zhu Youcai, the tax collector who had come to demand grain, remained standing there in a daze.

Xie Yu reached out and patted Zhu Youcai lightly on the head. "The villagers have all gone down the river. There's no one left here. What tax are you collecting? It's time to wake up."

Zhu Youcai stared blankly at Xie An, then at Xie Yu beside him. Suddenly, he let out a grief-stricken cry.

Clang!

After one last strike of his bronze gong, Zhu Youcai crumbled to ash. A gust of wind scattered him into the air.

Xie Yu tucked her hands into her sleeves and regarded the rows of porridge stalls ahead with a solemn expression. "Young Master Mingxi announced that we'd serve porridge for ten days straight. That was a good idea. Uncle Shui and Chen Lu Tang can keep order here. Young Master Mingxi, pick the helper you trust most and come with me."

Xie An had been in this world for less than two months and had only three trusted aides.

Zhou Ji, Li Dao, and Chen Mo.

All three had spent a long time at Xie An's side, and he was used to relying on them.

"Only one?"

Xie Yu nodded. "Yes."

Xie An asked no more questions. He summoned a Xie Household Guard. "Go get Chen Mo. Tell her to pack everything she needs and come with me."

Before long, Chen