"Young lady, where are your family?"
Ning Bao shook her head.
Why are you here all alone?
Ning Bao shook her head again.
"Have you gotten separated from your family?"
Ning Bao shook her head again.
"Do you want your uncle to take you to find your parents?"
Ningbao pouted and tears instantly streamed down her face.
Ningbao has no parents.
Mu Chunping was stunned for a moment.
"No parents?"
Then Mu Chunping sighed again.
"Your name is Ning Bao, so what's your surname?"
Ningbao shook her head in a cute, blank look.
"Ningbao's name is Ningbao."
The poor child was abandoned without even knowing his own full name.
He looked at the little girl in front of him and found that she was really pretty, fair-skinned and chubby, not at all like a child from a time of famine.
Looking at their family and the children of Linshang Village, they were all emaciated and pale.
It seems the family that raised this little girl did a good job. Mu Chunping glanced at Ning Bao's Taoist robe and the small wooden sword on her back, then looked at Ning Bao with surprise.
"Are you from the Taoist temple?"
Ning Bao nodded.
"Yes, Sanqing Temple."
Mu Chunping paused for a moment,
"So far?"
Ningbao frowned slightly.
"Is Sanqing Temple far away?" She remembered that her master had just taken her flying for a short while.
Mu Chunping nodded.
"Sanqing Temple is very famous, but it is fifty miles away from us and the mountain road is very difficult to travel, so few people from our area go there."
"You didn't run away from Sanqing Temple all by yourself, did you? Should I make a trip and bring you back?"
Ning Bao shook her head.
“I was driven down the mountain by my master. There was no food left on the mountain, and my master told me to fend for myself.”
Uncle, what does "self-reliance" mean?
Ningbao looked at Mu Chunping seriously. Hmm, this uncle is very nice. She likes the smell of her father. But it seems he's not very lucky. More than one unlucky ghost has climbed on his back.
These unlucky fellows were even lazily sleeping on his head. Ningbao pretended to be cute and snuggled into Mu Chunping's arms, scratching his head and back a few times with her little fists when Mu Chunping wasn't looking...
Mu Chunping instantly felt a sense of relief, as if a heavy stone that had been pressing on his chest for a long time had been lifted, and he felt completely relaxed.
Ning Bao silently touched the exquisite little gourd hanging around her neck with her small fist, and the unlucky guys she had just grabbed were immediately put into it.
This little gourd of hers is no ordinary little gourd; it's a spirit-binding bag.
This spirit-binding bag is said to be one of the few magical artifacts passed down from the patriarch, and she opened it by chance.
Her master saw that she had talent, and by chance, he used the spirit-binding bag, so he simply gave it to her.
After Ning Bao's initial research, he discovered that the spirit-binding bag could contain all kinds of spirits in the world, including demons and monsters...
Mu Chunping has four sons. The couple had always hoped for a sweet little girl, but unexpectedly, they had four sons in a row, completing the four auspicious characters of An, Ju, Le, and Ye.
Now the little girl nestled softly into his arms and didn't want to let go.
At the same time, Mu Chunping was also blaming the Taoist priests in the Sanqing Taoist Temple in his heart. How could they be so heartless as to let a child go out and fend for himself? Wasn't that sending the child to his death?
"What's wrong, Chunping? Have you run into trouble?"
At this moment, Lin Jianfei, the village chief's son who was walking at the front of the group with Mu Chunping, came over.
Mu Chunping stood up, holding Ningbao, and looked at Lin Jianfei.
“Brother Jianfei, I found a little baby. She looks so pitiful that I want to take her with me.”
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