Chapter 398 Don’t Fight
The man who hit and killed Chen Ran had business dealings with the Chen family. For the sake of their own business, the Chen family only asked for a symbolic compensation.

No one in the entire Chen family, including Chen Ran’s mother, felt sad about his death, and he was cremated hastily.

Fan Qingyu and the others were not able to see Chen Ran for the last time. They only heard that when the child died, he had something tightly clenched in his hand, which he was unable to remove, so it was burned along with the body.

So as soon as Fan Qingyu saw the mooncake, she knew it was the mooncake Chen Ran made for Zhou You.

The room was very quiet, so quiet that only the sound of Fan Qingyu sobbing as she blamed herself could be heard. "It's all my fault. I should have gone out earlier that day to look for Ranran..."

Every time Zhou You got angry and lost control of his emotions this year, she regretted it. If she had listened to her children and gone to find Chen Ran that day, would he not have died?

Zhou Pengfei hugged her distressedly and comforted her, "How can this be your fault? It's all the fault of the driver who caused the accident!"

Old Mrs. Peng turned her head away and wiped her tears secretly.

Listening to Fan Qingyu's suppressed crying, everyone felt uncomfortable.

Xiao Lin, who was a person with few tears, also couldn't stop crying. When she rummaged through her bag to get tissues, she found Qiao Ci'an with her head down. There was a small mark on her clothes on her chest. Crystal tears were still rolling down her face and her body was shaking slightly.

Xiao Lin's tears flowed even harder. Taoist Master Qiao was so sad, so it must be obvious that Chen Ran's child was so miserable.

Yang Fan's heart didn't have much emotional fluctuation, and her expression didn't change. She glanced at Qiao Ci'an, then quickly looked back at Lian Rong with cold eyes.

"This is definitely not your fault," she said, pointing at Lian Rong who was about to faint from the pain, "Chen Ran's death was also caused by him."

Lian Rong's body trembled unconsciously.

Fan Qingyu raised her head from Zhou Pengfei's arms, her face full of surprise. She couldn't believe that Chen Ran's death was also related to Lian Rong!

The others also had shocked expressions on their faces. This old man even killed that innocent child. He was too vicious!

"Let me tell you this," Yang Fan crossed his arms and said slowly, "The soul that Zhou You lost is in Chen Ran's body."

boom!
The Zhou family members' minds went blank and they stared at Zhou You in a daze. There was only a small piece of the mooncake left in his hand.

"Once Chen Ran dies, Zhou You's last soul will never be able to return to its place, so it will naturally be the best puppet."

Hearing this, Qiao Ci'an could no longer suppress her emotions and rushed up to Lian Rong, punching and kicking him, beating him to death.

The whole room was filled with Lian Rong's wails and the sound of fists hitting flesh.

The Zhou family also wanted to go up and beat Lian Rong to vent their anger, but seeing Qiao Ci'an's gesture as if he wanted to beat him to death, they did not dare to go forward.

When Xiao Lin, Xu Mao, Duan Yunlan, Duan Qinghua and others saw Qiao Ci'an like this, they looked at Yang Fan who was sitting there without any help, with worry on their faces, fearing that Qiao Ci'an would beat Lian Rong to death.

Although Lian Rong deserved to die, beating someone to death like this would have consequences and would affect Qiao Ci'an's spiritual path. Why didn't the Grandmaster stop her?

Now Qiao Ci'an didn't care about the cause and effect of killing. She had only one thought in her mind, which was to kill the murderer.

Suddenly she felt someone gently pulling her clothes from behind. Qiao Ci'an was stunned for a moment, stopped moving her hands, and turned around stiffly.

"Don't fight. Fighting is not good."

The little boy’s bright eyes reflected Qiao Ci’an’s image, and he said, “Don’t fight.”

The three members of the Zhou family looked at Zhou You in shock and confusion. Wasn't he here just now? When did he go there?

……

"Qiao Ci'an, didn't the master tell you not to fight casually?"

A familiar yet distant voice suddenly rang in Qiao Ci'an's ears, and the small figure in front of her gradually overlapped with the figure in her memory.

Time went back madly, back to that evening, the sunset was gorgeous, the young girl was stubborn and unconvinced, and refuted the middle-aged man in front of her, the Taoist robe on the middle-aged man was washed white. "Master, they were the ones who bullied me first! They called me a bastard that no one wanted!"

"I couldn't help but hit them, I was right!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man felt distressed, but thinking of the children who were beaten into the hospital and the huge medical bills to be paid, his heart hurt even more. He sighed and squatted down.

"They are all ordinary people. Didn't the master teach you that the fists of cultivators are not used against ordinary people, but to exorcise demons and monsters?"

The little girl felt wronged. "But they bullied me, and if I didn't fight back, they would beat me."

"Look at you. Master told you to learn to draw talismans well, but you didn't study hard."

The middle-aged man gave her a serious suggestion, "You can draw two fart charms to make him fart in front of many people. It's embarrassing."

"Or you can draw a bad luck charm to bring him bad luck."

"Look, if you beat him up, we will not only have to apologize but also pay compensation. Now you don't have the money to buy the toy you want. If you draw a spell to punish him, they can't ask us for compensation."

The girl's eyes gradually brightened, it turns out that this is actually possible.

The middle-aged man smiled and touched her little head. "But there should be a limit to counterattack. People who practice Taoism cannot use what they have learned to hurt innocent people at will."

"I know, Master."

"Now that you know it, just go and stand there as punishment. You've made a mistake this time."

"Ah~ I have to stand in the corner again. Master, I'm hungry~ I want to eat what you cook." The little girl tilted her head back and acted coquettishly.

"Your dinner is gone tonight."

The middle-aged man stood up and walked into the dilapidated house.

"No, Master, I'm so hungry~"

The little girl hurriedly chased after him.

The two figures were getting farther and farther away. Qiao Ci'an subconsciously reached out to grab them, but missed.

Everything in front of her slowly disappeared in the light and shadow. Reason brought her back to reality. In front of her was only the familiar yet unfamiliar little boy.

Qiao Ci'an slowly squatted down, his eyes were level with his, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I'm very obedient and I won't fight."

I was very obedient and didn't fight anymore, so Master, can you come back?

Qiao Ci'an's throat seemed to be blocked by something and she couldn't utter a word.

Zhou You seemed very satisfied with her answer. He smiled softly and raised his hand to pat her head gently. "Your hair looks great."

Qiao Ci'an's pupils suddenly widened and his vision gradually blurred.

"Master, do we have pink Taoist robes? I see that the girls in our village are wearing beautiful pink skirts. I like them so much!"

"What's so good about a pink skirt? When you grow up, just dye your hair pink. You will be more beautiful."

"Dye your hair pink?"

"Yes, dye your hair pink, and you will be the most beautiful one in the crowd."

"Master, you're teasing me again!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"