Chapter 231 Ning Bao stares blankly at the divination results

Gu Xiang originally thought that since his young master was not in good health and they had nothing to do, they were not in a hurry to set off. They decided to stay here until the weather warmed up in March before setting off.

To be honest, he had really neglected spring plowing since he hadn't farmed for years. Since his young mistress had spoken, Gu Xiang had no objections. He turned around and told Granny Gu to hurry up and pack the luggage for the two masters, as they might leave at any time.

Ning Bao, who was sparring with the team members and was covered in sweat, was carried out by Mu Chunping.

Mu Chunping wiped the sweat from Ning Bao's forehead with his hand.

"Ningbao, your village chief needs to see you. Dad will carry you there for a bit. You can rest for a while and practice later."

Carried on Mu Chunping's back, Ning Bao wiped the sweat from her head directly on Mu Chunping's back until it was all gone.

Mu Chunping felt her small gesture and smiled indulgently.

"You silly girl, these clothes of yours smell awful and are so rough. Aren't you worried about rubbing your face raw? If your mother sees them, she'll start nagging me again."

You can't do that again next time. Didn't your mother prepare a handkerchief for you?

Next time, I'll use a handkerchief to wipe the little girl's delicate skin. This fabric is too rough for wiping sweat.

Ning Bao nodded perfunctorily.

"Okay, Ningbao understands."

Hearing his little daughter's perfunctory tone, Mu Chunping could only smile indulgently. Anyway, his wife would scold him if she found out, but he certainly wouldn't be willing to scold their little daughter. He was thick-skinned and not afraid of being scolded.

Upon arriving at the village chief and Mu Dasheng, Ning Bao immediately took out his fortune-telling tools and got to work without saying a word.

A moment later...

Ning Bao stared blankly at the divination results.

What happened? The divination result changed again. What was clearly an ominous sign turned into a lucky one in the blink of an eye.

Just like a few days ago, many disasters turned into favorable weather.

Ning Bao frowned, and after confirming the divination result several times, she looked up at the village chief and Gu Dasheng.

"It's easy to choose a day; as long as we're willing, every day can be a good day."

"Good, good, good!" Mu Dasheng's face wrinkled even more upon hearing Ning Bao's words.

“Every day is a good day, Dajiang. I feel that our lives are getting more and more hopeful. I originally thought that my old bones would die on this famine escape road, but I didn’t expect that another year has passed.”

Village Chief Lin glanced at Ning Bao.

"Brother Dasheng, this is nothing! Your good fortune is yet to come!"

From now on, you can just relax and enjoy your retirement.

The village chief knew very well that with Ning Bao in Mu Dasheng's family, things would definitely get better.

…………

Ten days later, the temple became lively early in the morning.

This time, Ningbao didn't put all her luggage into the storage talisman; instead, she only put away the items she didn't need.

Fortunately, we had taken out the carts beforehand, and the road eastward to Yunlucheng was relatively easy to travel, except for passing through a few large forests, the rest of the road was flat.

Although Gu Yunrou and her group were a little puzzled by the sudden appearance of so many carts in Linjia Village, they did not ask any questions.

Everyone was excited as they continued their journey. On the tenth day, they encountered their first forest.

The forest was vast, filled with trees as far as the eye could see. For some reason, Ningbao felt something was off as soon as she entered. Just as she was about to take out her fortune-telling tools to do a proper divination, she heard Lingling, who had just run back, say...

"Master, there are people in this forest."

Ningbao looked at Lingling with a puzzled expression.

"Someone? Who? Is someone relieving themselves in the woods?"

Lingling: "…………"

It was a bit speechless. It wanted to change masters, but it didn't know if it still had a chance. Sigh! It seemed a little depressed.

Its master's ideas are as novel as ever.