Chapter 1 The Poor Little Girl Abandoned by Her Master
"Master, I don't want to go down the mountain!"
“You’ve grown up. You need to be self-reliant and go out into the world. You can’t stay on the mountain and let your master support you all the time.”
"I'm only three and a half years old, still a little baby."
"Sweetie, you can be weaned at three and a half!"
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Long Yuanguo.
Sanqingshan.
Sanqing Temple.
Master Sanqing was carrying a pile of food and drinks, as well as a large jar of goat milk, and kept stuffing them into the bag of the "little dwarf" in front of him.
"These are steamed buns, mantou, cornbread, and wild fruits from the mountains. This bamboo tube contains water. Eat some buns when you're hungry, and drink some water when you're thirsty. Don't go hungry. Oh, and take this cloak with you; it'll be cold at night..."
Ningbao, who is just three and a half years old, kept nodding.
Master Sanqing continued.
"Be careful when you're out and about. Don't be foolish enough to be tricked by someone offering you a steamed bun. Most people down the mountain are good, but a large portion are bad. It's up to you to judge who's good and who's bad..."
“Your senior brothers have all gone down the mountain. I have put their tokens in your bag. Most of your senior brothers are reliable and doing well. If you have no food or are bullied, go to your senior brothers.”
"I've calculated it. This family is your destined one. Your kinship is very strong. As long as you stay with them, you'll definitely suffer a bit in the beginning, but things will get better later. I'll take you to their inevitable destination to wait for you..."
Ningbao picked up the small water bottle hanging from her waist, took a sip, and looked at her master, asking in a childish voice,
"Master, did you send Ningbao away because she ate too much?"
Master Sanqing shook his head.
No, absolutely not.
You lack metal, wealth, and family ties. It's fortunate that a family's birth chart matches yours. If your kinship can be reconnected, you will be a child with a family and relatives in the future.
Ning Bao frowned, thought about it seriously for a moment, and then nodded solemnly.
"Okay, Ningbao believes you."
Ningbao took another big gulp of goat milk from another bamboo tube.
After finishing her drink, she took out a handkerchief from her waist and carefully wiped the milk stains from the corners of her mouth before looking at the Taoist priest Sanqing.
"Master, Ningbao didn't mean to be greedy. Ningbao's stomach is always hungry, and there's nothing I can do about it."
But don't worry, when Ningbao becomes rich, he'll definitely buy you lots and lots of grain and goat milk so you'll grow up plump and healthy like the big fat pigs raised in Aunt Wang's pigsty at the foot of the mountain..."
"Ah!" Before Ning Bao could finish speaking, her master grabbed her by the back of the neck and flew her down the mountain.
Ningbao wanted to remind her master to fly slowly, as they could reach their destination with just a flying talisman.
In the end, Ningbao thought about it and decided against it. Seeing how her master looked at her with disdain, she decided not to tell him that she had learned to draw flying talismans.
Master Sanqing used his lightness skill to speed along, the cold wind whistling through his tattered Taoist robe and seeping into his body. Ningbao shrank her neck and was about to open her mouth to tell her master to fly slower.
But before she could even speak, she was forced to swallow a mouthful of air, and Ningbao shut her mouth in grievance.
Just as Ningbao's nose was about to run from the cold, Master Sanqing finally stopped.
This is the northwestern border of the Longyuan Kingdom. Years of war and drought have made it impossible for the people here to survive.
It's already autumn, and autumn in the Northwest is particularly cold. Autumn is usually the harvest season, but this year there has been no harvest at all.
Most people have run out of food at home. In order to survive, people in the border areas are preparing to flee the famine with their families. Otherwise, they may not be able to survive this winter.
Master Sanqing stopped at a three-way intersection. He put Ningbao down by the roadside and earnestly gave her some instructions.
"Although you are young, you are very clever. I am giving you this book of talismans. You must keep it safe. It was passed down from our Taoist patriarch."
From now on, you'll have to rely on yourself to learn...
"I used to learn on my own, but my master doesn't know how..." Ningbao muttered to herself.
Master Sanqing stroked his beard, feigning composure, and continued speaking.
"Keep the talisman book safe, and don't lose it."
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