The surroundings were in a mess, and if the raging fire was not put out quickly, the mountain might be burned down. Although this was in ancient times and there were no laws and regulations explicitly stipulating that setting fire to a mountain was illegal, as a civilized person, it is naturally everyone's responsibility to protect nature.

Su Yan took out a talisman, recited a mantra silently, and then threw it into the sky. The talisman paper suddenly caught fire.

Father Su looked at his daughter in confusion, then asked, "Yanyan, what are you doing? Are you tracking the ghost king?"

Su Yan answered casually: "Call for rain to put out the fire."

"Summon rain to put out fire?" Father Su was shocked. He couldn't even learn this kind of magical skill, so how did his daughter learn it?

She must be joking. How could she make rain just by saying so? Wouldn't that mean she is a deity?

Just as I thought this, the sky was covered with dark clouds and the wind started to blow again, but this time it was no longer a gloomy wind, just an ordinary wind.

The drizzle suddenly began to fall, dripping onto his face. Father Su opened his mouth wide, looked up, and his mouth could directly catch the rain.

"It's really raining, cough cough... The rain is getting heavier... cough cough..."

Su Yan walked back the way she came, and Su's father followed her while coughing. At this moment, their identities seemed to have been swapped, and Su's father followed his daughter's footsteps unconditionally.

My daughter suddenly woke up and was able to cast such a powerful spell. Could it be that the ancestor’s spirit appeared and possessed her?

"Speak?"

"Hurry up and stop talking nonsense."

"Oh."

Su Yan hurried back, and when he arrived at the dilapidated temple, there was still a gust of cold wind.

The two of them had a strong feeling that they were being spied on. There was no doubt that the ghosts hiding in the dark were watching them.

"Be careful Yanyan."

"Ah, you too."

The evil ghosts around did not dare to rush forward. They had seen how powerful Su Yan was. Even the Ghost King was no match for her. They could only hide in the dark and watch with a covetous eye.

Walking in, Father Su finally saw his apprentice and his wife. Although they looked disheveled, they were still alive. He finally felt relieved.

"Ma'am, I'm glad you're all right."

Hearing his voice, Song Jingcheng and others were extremely excited and were just about to tell him about their junior sister.

Then they saw the junior sister walking beside them with a copper coin sword in her hand. They had not seen her because of the pillars. It turned out that the master came in with the junior sister.

"I'm glad you're all right, Master."

When the few of them got together, Lin Xue and Lu Xuewu secretly looked at Su Yan and winked at their master.

Father Su was careless and asked directly without knowing the truth: "Are your eyes injured?"

Lin Xue and Lu Xuewu could only shake their heads helplessly, but Song Jingcheng couldn't help but shout, "Junior sister, junior sister?"

Su Yan looked at him, and Song Jingben instinctively shrank back.

"What's the matter?" Su Yan asked coldly.

Song Jingcheng smiled awkwardly, then said, "Junior sister, do you remember us?"

"Remember, Big Brother."

"what about me?"

"Second senior brother."

"And me?"

"Third Senior Sister."

Although Su's mother didn't ask, Su Yan naturally understood her eager and curious eyes, so she shouted without hesitation: "Mom, I am Su Yan, and I am also your Niuniu."

Su's mother burst into tears. She had prayed to God countless times, hoping that her daughter could return to normal, and was even willing to shorten her life by ten years for this.

She and Su's father had also considered whether to have another child. At first she was reluctant because she was afraid that having another child would take away her attention and that she would not be able to take good care of Su Yan.

But then she thought that she and her husband were both old and might die before Niu Niu. If she had a younger brother or sister to take care of her, they wouldn't have to worry about her later life.

Unfortunately, it is difficult for those who practice Taoism to have children. After all these years, the couple only has one child, Su Yan.

Maybe this is what God wants. In that case, as long as they treat their apprentice better, they will still take care of her in the future.

I just didn’t expect that something I had been looking forward to for almost twenty years would suddenly come true. This happiness came so suddenly that I couldn’t believe it. I always felt like it was an illusion in the water.

Father Su standing by also looked deeply moved. He wiped away the tears from his eyes silently. It was great that the inheritance of their Su family would not be destroyed by him.

The Su family of Yunyin Mountain practiced both magic and sorcery, and several generations of their ancestors had produced great masters of the national level.

They were once one of the three most famous ghost-catching families along with the Maoshan Fang family and the Lingnan Li family. But now they have fallen into decline, with each generation of disciples being worse than the previous one. Many techniques have been lost, and it is even harder for anyone to draw high-level talismans.

Su Yan's sobriety and his performance tonight gave his father hope again. The eagerness in his eyes could not be concealed even if he wanted to.