Yin Xiu and Ma Xiaoyu sat opposite Ma Lan in the ancestral hall for most of the , the truth behind history, the future of Kyushu and personal destiny have been analyzed or speculated. So Ma Lan nodded and said, "I understand. When will you return to Jiuzhou?" Ma Xiaoyu said happily: "Maybe in these few days, or anytime is fine." "Of course you can do it anytime." Ma Lan glanced at Yin Xiu, "Anyway, it was you who came up with the idea, wasn't it?" Yin Xiu smiled embarrassedly, "I have to wait and see about this matter. I can't be too anxious. After all, I haven't received any news from Jiuzhou yet. If Xiandu is still looking for me at this time, then wouldn't it be a trap for me to go back?" "Wind?" Ma Lan shook her head and said, “I think you’re overthinking it. There may not be a single person from Kyushu here all year round, let alone the so-called news from Kyushu. In the past few years, some people came here with their families to escape the war, and all they talked about was war, floods, famine, etc., which was no different from the past.

As for the Taoists, or Taoist priests, Yin Xiu, you are the first one in recent years." "Then I don't know if this is an honor for me." Yin Xiu scratched his head. "I don't know if Uncle Ming and the others will write to me. I gave them the address here." Ma Xiaoyu said seriously: "Even if they have the address, it may be difficult to send a letter. The fact that the immortals can find this place means that this is not a safe place." "Hmph, Xiandu?" Ma Lan didn't care. "Even if they knew, they still couldn't do anything here at the Ma family. Because neither the Imperial Observatory nor Xiandu wanted to conflict with the Ma family. They can only give a warning and let you know." Yin Xiu knew that this was also the reason why the Ma family acted as if nothing had happened even though two visitors from Xiandu had arrived. Just because the Ma family is different from the Mao family. Up to now, only Uncle Ming is left in the Mao family, so Xiandu is unwilling to provoke him because he is a lone wolf, all alone, and can overturn the table with Xiandu at any time without any burden. As for the Ma family, because of their wealth and large number of people, Xiandu was unwilling to come into conflict with them. It sounds quite contradictory, but Xiandu is such an organization that seems to be "afraid of both soft and hard". When Yin Xiu was thinking about Xiandu’s next plan, he suddenly felt a burning sensation in his chest. Soon after, Ma Xiaoyu also noticed that something was wrong with him. Yin Xiu reached into his chest pocket and took out two burning paper figures. Of course, those were not his and Ma Xiaoyu’s. These two paper figures represented Liu Banxian and Ren Qi respectively. Yin Xiu looked at the two paper figures with a frown on his face, not caring at all that the flames had already burned his fingers. It was only when Ma Xiaoyu gently released his hand that Yin Xiucai came back to his senses. “It’s not good.”

Of course Ma Lan knew what these two paper figures were. Written on them are the birth dates of Liu Banxian and Ren Qi, which are to some extent connected to their fates. When something happens to the owner of that person's birth chart, it will be reflected on the connected paper figures as a comparison. Ma Lan took the paper man from Yin Xiu's hand, threw it into the basin of water on the side, and began to chant a spell. Yin Xiu and Ma Xiaoyu stared at her movements closely and couldn't help but feel nervous. After finishing the recitation, Ma Lan had a few more copper coins in her hand. She placed the coins on the table, arranging and fiddling with them. After completing the arrangement, Ma Lan looked at the hexagram formed by the copper coins with a solemn expression. "Your friend is in trouble, but..." She swiped the coin to the other side and said, "According to the hexagram, it seems that there is no danger to life for the time being." At last, Yin Xiu breathed a sigh of relief. "It's not a big deal if I'm not dead." Then he asked, "So what happened to them?" "This is not something that my Plum Blossom Divination can calculate." Ma Lan put the copper coins away. "It's probably not a war, but a fire or water. It could also be a robbery, or being bullied by bad guys... or a very serious bullying." Her voice became lower and lower, and she gradually felt embarrassed. Ma Xiaoyu reminded quietly: "Those two are men." "Oh, that's good," Ma Lan breathed a sigh of relief, "In this case, they will just be chopped." Yin Xiu was not feeling fortunate at this time, because he knew that the one who could force Ren Qi into such a desperate situation was either an even more powerful master or countless powerful enemies. No matter which one it is, it will be troublesome as long as he is still with Liu Banxian. Neither of these two can die. So Yin Xiu made up his mind. "We have to go back tomorrow. We can't delay any longer. We have to take the earliest boat." "Going back to Hong Kong Island?" Ma Xiaoyu asked. "No, they went to Southern Xinjiang. Ren Qi and Liu Banxian went to Southern Xinjiang to look for the whereabouts of the Black Emperor, so they could only have gotten into trouble in Southern Xinjiang." Ma Lan was stunned for a moment when she heard their mission, and then she said quietly: "If you want to go to Southern Xinjiang, you can only go halfway by boat, and the rest is by land. I know a man there named Ma Wangsun, who is a member of a horse gang. Maybe he can help you. Because I saved his life before, so you can just call him that." Yin Xiu nodded and said, "Thank you." "We are all family, why are you being polite?" Ma Lan blurted out, and then realized that what she said was a bit inappropriate, so she waved her hand and said, “You go back and rest first, I will ask someone to pick you up at the dock tomorrow, we are also familiar with the boatmen here, don’t worry.”

Yin Xiu and Ma Xiaoyu walked out of the ancestral hall together and retreated. After leaving the ancestral hall, the two of them just exchanged a few words and returned to their respective rooms to rest. They both knew that what was to come was very important and they could not afford any hesitation or delay. Yin Xiu lay in bed, tossing and turning, thinking about his next strategy. The aftereffects of the sweet potato wine slowly took effect, and he fell asleep without realizing it. After an unknown amount of time, he seemed to be awakened by something. Yin Xiu opened his eyes and saw himself standing under a peach tree, surrounded by green grass. Ma Xiaoyu was standing on the other side of the tree, wearing an elegant and simple long dress, a grass wreath on her head, and a sword on her back. Yin Xiu was about to step forward, but amid the falling peach blossoms, he discovered that the person was not Ma Xiaoyu. Suddenly, he remembered the painting he had seen in the ancestral hall. This is the ancestor of the Ma family, Ma Linger. Yin Xiu looked at Ma Ling'er with awe, and didn't know what to say for a moment. However, Ma Ling'er did not say anything, but just looked at him quietly, like a goddess standing gracefully on the water. After a long time, Yin Xiu was startled by a knock on the door. He was still dreaming at this time, but the knock on the door had clearly reached his ears. "I have to go back." Yoon-su pointed in the direction of the voice, "She's waiting for me." Ma Ling'er still didn't say anything, and it seemed that she didn't even hear what Yin Xiu said. Yin Xiu felt more and more that this didn't seem to be a dream from Ma Ling'er, but just an illusion of his own. The so-called dream within a dream, that's all. Because in this dream, Ma Ling'er did not speak, there was no other change in herself, and she was still very clear-headed. It was obvious that this was just a dream she had woven. In this case, he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. After all, the chances of meeting the ancestors are always rare. Although he can borrow magic, as the heir of the Mao family, he can never borrow the magic of the ancestor of the Ma family. It can be said that there is no intersection between the two. knock!knock! The knocking on the door started again. Yin Xiu suddenly opened his eyes and saw Ma Xinyi had impatiently opened the door. Yin Xiu first pulled the quilt and took a look inside, then heaved a sigh of relief and said to her, "Senior sister, even though you are an adult, I still have to say that you should knock on the door before entering someone else's room." "What does it mean?" Ma Xinyi was careless, she put her hands on her hips and glanced at him, "You didn't sleep well, right?" "Well, I had a strange dream that made me very tired." Yin Xiu covered her mouth with her hand and yawned, "It would be nice if I had a cup of iced Yuanyang to drink and a sandwich to wake me up." "You want to!"

Ma Xinyi said, "We only have soy milk and steamed buns here. If you really want a drink, I can steal some herbal tea from next door and mix it with soy milk for you." "No, no, no." Yin Xiu refused again and again, "Such a good thing, you should keep it for someone else. What do you want from me?" "I'm not looking for you." Ma Xinyi leaned against the door frame and pointed outside, "It's your aunt who's looking for you. Your sister was called over early in the morning." "Then you didn't tell me earlier!" Yoon Soo stood up suddenly and threw the quilt aside. "what!" Ma Xinyi quickly covered her eyes. "Didn't you say it doesn't matter?" "When a girl says it doesn't matter, do you really take it as a matter of fact?" Ma Xinyi looked through the gaps between her fingers and found that although Yin Xiuquan's clothes were not thick, they were not cool at all, so she couldn't help but said disappointedly: "It's so hot at night, how can you wear a full set to sleep?" "It's convenient for running away." Yin Xiu picked up his coat and urged Ma Xinyi to lead the way towards Ma Xiaoyu. Ma Lan still decided on the ancestral hall as the venue, which was already surrounded by members of the Ma family. As soon as Yin Xiu arrived here, everyone turned their eyes to him. Unlike in the past, she didn't treat him as a guest, but more of a complex emotion, as if she was treating him as a family member and comrade-in-arms. Yin Xiu was a little confused, but Ma Xinyi still urged him to go inside. In front of the door of the inner hall, Yin Xiu stood as usual, waiting in the courtyard for Ma Xiaoyu and Ma Lan to come out. At this time they were spreading the Fa. Ma Xiaoyu was kneeling on a cushion, with a portrait of her ancestor Ma Ling'er in front of her. Ma Lan stood beside her holding a whisk, wearing a Taoist robe and her hair neatly tied in a crown. The Dharma is not to be passed on to third ears, so there is no third person present at the scene at this time. The two men looked serious. After they bowed three times respectfully to the portrait of their ancestor, Ma Lan took out a plate with three pieces of talisman paper in it. They were all white and had no patterns on them. These looked like three pieces of white paper, which puzzled Ma Xiaoyu. Ma Lan said slowly: “The Ma family’s celestial master of each generation is naturally the one who is most familiar with and best at Ma family exorcism magic. However, for the Ma family's Taoist priest, the most important thing is to pass down his own methods and leave his own mark in the long history and inheritance of the Ma family. I don't have such talent, so I can't become a master.

My sister had such talent and such determination, but she was not destined to succeed and died young. That's why you need to take over the burden early. Today, on behalf of the ancestors of the Ma family, I am passing these three talismans to you in the hope that you can leave your own mark in the history of the Ma family, just like the Ma family's heavenly masters in the past. You are the one who uses the exorcism techniques of your predecessors, and you will eventually be the one who passes down the exorcism techniques from your successors. When you took over the Heavenly Master's Festival, were you ready for this?" Her voice struck Ma Xiaoyu's heart deeply, telling her not to hesitate or even think. Ma Xiaoyu respectfully took the three blank talisman papers and felt a heavy feeling in her hands. She understood that these three pieces of talisman paper were blank at the moment, but one day in the future, they would definitely be imprinted with her own marks. At that time, she was no longer just a little ghost following the predecessors in performing exorcisms, but one of the people who filled and expanded the Ma family's exorcism magic. "Disciple understands!" Ma Xiaoyu said in a deep voice. "it is good!" Ma Lan's eyes sparkled, "You must remember this day. Today is the day you will carry forward the exorcism of the Ma family." “Keep it in mind!” The two of them finished the ceremony and when they opened the door, Ma Xinyi and Yin Xiu were standing in the patio waiting for them. "Awaited." Ma Lan nodded to Yin Xiu, "I have already notified the boatman, they should be on their way to pick you up now. Besides, if there is anything else you need my help with, you can also tell me." “A lot has been done.” Yin Xiu expressed his sincere gratitude and said, "You have already given us a lot of help. We have to walk the rest of the way on our own." "Well," Ma Lan nodded, "All I can do is wish you success." Ma Xinyi suddenly clasped her hands towards Yin Xiu and said, "We'll see you again in the martial arts world!" Yin Xiu was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to respond with a fist or a sword gesture. After a pause, he touched Ma Xinyi's head. "Thanks to you for taking care of me during this period, Senior Sister. When you go to Hong Kong Island or somewhere else next time, remember to come find us." Ma Xinyi had no sorrow of parting at all, she was just looking forward to seeing them again next time. She nodded vigorously. "Don't worry. Sooner or later, I will go out and fight monsters. The next time we meet, I will probably be a better fighter than you." Yin Xiu smiled, "Then I will have to rely on you to protect me, Senior Sister." "Sure!" Ma Xinyi was full of confidence. After hearing someone outside report that the coachman had arrived, Yin Xiu and Ma Xiaoyu set off.

Under the gaze of the Ma family, the two walked out of the ancestral hall side by side. At this time, it was not yet bright, and the moon was looming in the sky. What awaits them is the mysterious and wild southern Xinjiang. (End of this chapter)