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Several gazes fell upon Zou Linhe.

He swallowed nervously, his voice softening: "Little Celestial Master, my mother has been ill for a long time. I've come today to invite you to my residence. You can name your fee."

Renbao held up one finger.

Zou Linhe's eyes lit up: "One thousand taels? That's fine!"

"One hundred taels," Renbao corrected, "but I can't go to your house today, it has to be tomorrow."

Zou Linhe hurriedly replied, "It depends on the Little Celestial Master's schedule."

They received an affirmative reply from Compal.

He left satisfied.

"Grandpa, my cook is an excellent cook. Why don't you stay for dinner?" Renbao invited Lord Lin.

Lord Lin couldn't stop smiling: "That's great, Grandpa likes to eat meat."

Renbao raised his chubby little hand: "Renbao also likes to eat meat."

The old man and the child looked at each other and smiled.

"Lord Duke, I have something to say to you," Su Xuance suddenly spoke up.

Lord Lin nodded and followed him to the study.

Renbao huffed and puffed, carrying a box in each hand, as she moved the gold into her little treasure vault.

Tao Xiang and the other maids watched from the side, wanting to say something but holding back, feeling helpless.

Where would you find a young lady doing things herself while a servant watches from the sidelines?

"Miss, let us help you move it," Tao Xiang said.

Renbao said in a serious tone, "Do your own things yourself."

The maids couldn't help but chuckle at her cute expression. They knew perfectly well that their young mistress was a little money-grubber and didn't want anyone else touching her gold!

Renbao paced around the room with his hands behind his back, looking at the room filled with golden light, his little mouth grinning from ear to ear.

"Compal."

A deep, resonant voice reached Renbao's ears.

Renbao jumped up, ran to the window, looked up at the sky, and smiled broadly, exclaiming, "Grandpa Heaven!"

Above the Su residence, a vast expanse of magnificent rosy clouds appeared, shaped like a celestial gate, and the sound emanated from that place.

"If you harbor a Buddhist disciple and he is born, do you know your sin?"

If he were to appear, he would want to stand in front of Renbao and take all the blame.

Renbao cupped Ruosheng's face in his hands and looked up at the sky with him.

"Grandpa Tiandao, Brother Ruosheng suffered a lot in his life. He did not make any mistakes."

Once he died, he was no longer a Buddhist disciple, but a ghost. He sought revenge and went to the Netherworld to atone for his sins. He was no longer a heinous ghost.

Renbao is a little devil; we must protect him!

Renbao shouted in a childish voice.

A look of surprise crossed Ruosheng's usually aloof and refined face as he looked down at the soft and sweet Renbao.

She was only three years old, but she stood in front of him without hesitation, and protected him after she finished speaking.

Little Yama.

The three words "Ruosheng murmured" imbued Renbao with all his abilities and also carried a heavy responsibility.

During his lifetime, he lived up to the expectations of the world for a Buddhist disciple, never retaliating even when insulted or killed; he did not wrong anyone.

"Heaven's will is clear. When I was a human, I did nothing wrong," Ruosheng said slowly and firmly.

Boom!

A thunderclap resounded.

Renbao immediately coaxed, "Grandpa Tiandao is the best. He will definitely forgive Renbao and Brother Ruosheng, right?"

There are so many delicious things to eat in the world! Renbao will go buy some later to treat you, dear old man.

Renbao clasped her hands together, blinked her big eyes, and spoke in a soft, sweet tone with a hint of coquetry.

"Alright."

The thunder stopped, and the Heavenly Gate above disappeared.

All the gods in the heavens and the Taoist and Buddhist masters on earth were startled by the commotion and all appeared.

They thought someone was about to undergo a tribulation, or that the Purple Star was about to descend to earth, which had alarmed even the Heavenly Dao.

The gods and immortals looked down and suddenly understood.

Oh, it's Little Yama Renbao. Then it's alright.

She is Heaven's own daughter; Heaven must be missing her.

Taoist and Buddhist masters sat together, performing divination and observing celestial phenomena. Finally, they saw Renbao's delicate and chubby face in the astronomical mirror.

A moment of silence.

"Is this the Ziwei Star?" Master Jingxu, who had been in seclusion for several years, examined her closely and asked with some surprise, "Judging from her appearance, she is indeed destined for great wealth and fortune, but why does she carry an aura of ghostly energy?"

Dao Xuan stroked his beard and smiled, "Mirror Ruins, take another closer look."

Jingxu stared intently, noticing Renbao's unusual behavior: "When I emerged from seclusion, I sensed that the Yin and Yang realms were much more balanced than before. A celestial being has descended to earth. Could it be...!"

He looked surprised.

Miao Kong twirled the Buddhist prayer beads on her wrist: "That's right, Ren Bao is the little Yama who was born in the underworld three hundred years ago, born between heaven and earth."

Jingxu looked at him and Daoxuan, and said meaningfully, "You two didn't go down the mountain to see this little Yama King a long time ago, did you?"

Upon hearing this, Dao Xuan couldn't help but smile.

"I've not only seen him, but Renbao's other identity in the mortal world is my junior uncle at Qingshan Temple," Daoxuan said smugly.

Miao Kong coughed lightly, avoiding Jing Xu's gaze.

Jingxu snorted coldly, remaining silent on the surface, but he made up his mind that he would go down the mountain as soon as they left!

He also wanted to show his face in front of the Little King of Hell!

"Brother Ruosheng, don't be afraid, Grandpa Tiandao isn't angry anymore." Renbao held Ruosheng's hand, looking at him with surprisingly bright eyes.

Ruosheng reached out and ruffled her hair, saying gently, "Thank you, Renbao."

His greatest stroke of luck after his death was meeting Renbao.

All resentment and bitterness vanished at that moment.

In the study.

Su Xuance and Duke Lin sat facing each other, the air filled with the aroma of tea, and steam rose between them.

"Lord Duke, I would like to invite you back to the court." Su Xuance stood up, poured him tea, and bowed.

Lord Lin was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, then chuckled and said, "Nephew Xuan Ce, as you know, I have been retired for several years and have grown accustomed to this leisurely life, which is quite enjoyable."

The court is rife with intrigue and backstabbing; one has to be careful what they say. I have no desire to go back and get involved in such a mess.

Su Xuance said, "Lord Duke, there are many people in the court who do nothing of substance. You need to go back and clean them up."

"This is his intention," asked Lord Lin.

Su Xuance nodded: "It is His Majesty's will."

Despite his kind face and ever-smiling demeanor, Lord Lin was the most disliked official among all the civil and military officials when he was still serving in the court.

His mouth was so sharp and venomous, it was practically the emperor's mouth double.

In recent years, his health has been poor, and he has retired from the court. The civil and military officials have enjoyed a few years of comfortable life and have gradually forgotten about him.

Lord Lin Guogong served the emperor wholeheartedly and was his most trusted minister, but also his most "hated" minister.

Lord Lin leaned back on the stool: "Nephew, as you know, I'm always in pain here and there. I really can't stand those stupid old foxes in the court, and that muddle-headed emperor. I'm not going back."

Su Xuance's cough reminded him that there were ears on the other side: "Renbao's medical skills are superb; he can help you recover."

"Nephew, you shouldn't exploit Renbao. She's only three years old." Duke Lin remained unmoved by reason.

"Daddy, Grandpa Lin, Renbao is here!" Renbao was carried on Lin Chengfeng's shoulder to the study, and she knocked on the door.