Hell, run away, the little milk baby is coming to the underworld again.

Yunzhou County, Yuntai Temple.

Yanbao got up early as usual, meditated, went to the back mountain to water the master's medicine field, and called the names of his friends.

Then he waited for these little guys to bring him wild fruits to satisfy his hunger. If it weren't for these little guys, he might have starved to death.

Count on your unreliable master, hey!

Yan Bao sighed heavily.

The master had been gone for more than half a month. I touched the rag bag and found that the only dry food left by the master was a white-flour steamed bun.

In the end, she swallowed, but was still reluctant to eat. She wanted to wait for the master to come back and share the food with him.

Even though her unreliable master secretly ate the pheasants and rabbits brought by the big yellow cat behind her back, at most he gave her the bones to smash and taste.

But it was obvious that the big yellow cat was sent to him.

Master always says that as a disciple, you must first respect your master.

Yanbao looked at his master's mouth full of oil after eating, and secretly muttered in his heart: If you don't give it to me, I won't tell you that I have learned to draw more powerful talismans.

I won’t tell you either, but I made the best elixirs out of those elixirs you refined.

She hid everything in the rag bag left by her ancestor.

But she still believed that Master loved her because Master passed on the rag bag passed down by her ancestor to her.

The senior brothers said that the rag bag was a treasure, but they had no chance of seeing that treasure.

No one could put anything in that rag bag and still take it out.

Not even Master can.

When the master put the rag bag on her body, he smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes.

I kept mumbling that I finally found someone who could open the wishful bag.

She didn't see where the treasure in the rag bag was. The only thing that made her feel useful was that the master could no longer take away all the talismans she drew while she was asleep, saying that he was keeping them for her. .

Yanbao still couldn't help but took out the steamed buns from the rag bag and smelled it. He was so hungry!

Suddenly a person jumped out of the hole in the roof. No need to guess, it was her master who refused to leave even if there was a door, but just dug holes in the roof.

The shabby old Taoist snatched the steamed bun from Yanbao's hand and said, "Good disciple, master knows that you will leave this white-faced steamed bun to master."

Yanbao: I should have eaten it earlier.

Ling Fengzi put the steamed bun into his mouth with his dark hands and said, "Good disciple, pack up. Master will send you down the mountain today."

Xiao Yanbao jumped up and she could finally go down the mountain.

Ling Fengzi: I'm afraid this little apprentice will be raised in vain.

He immediately put on a crying expression and said: "Good disciple, remember everything Master told you before. In the future, our Yuntai Temple will count on you to carry forward your achievements. Your senior brothers...can't count on you." .”

"Master, if you don't let the brothers say that they are from Yuntai Temple, how can they carry it forward?"

Ling Fengzi grinned and said, "It's not enough to embarrass them."

Yanbao covered his mouth and snickered, Master, I am young but not stupid.

Don't let the senior brothers say that you are their master, because you are afraid that the senior sisters will follow the clues and find you.

I won’t tell you, I’m still a little baby and don’t know anything.

No, why did Master ask me to carry forward Yuntai Temple? He wasn't afraid that I would be caught by those master ladies.

Master, you are such a bad old man.

Suddenly, the little sadness of being reluctant to leave Master disappeared.

Patting his small chest, he said: "Don't worry, master, I promise not to tell you where you are hiding after being caught by those master wives."

Then a teleportation talisman was used, and the person disappeared.

"What, Master Wife..."

"You little heartless child, Master's love for you is in vain..." Ling Fengzi burst into tears.

He felt bad that he didn't get a few teleportation talismans from his young apprentice.

Why didn't he know when the young apprentice would draw the teleportation talisman?

Such a little baby is actually hiding his clumsiness. Next time I see my little apprentice, I will definitely roll around and get a few more talismans.

Woo hoo hoo, what should I do? As soon as the young apprentice left, he started to think about it, but he had to let the young apprentice leave.

He had calculated that people looking for his young apprentice would come to Yunzhou County today.

He reluctantly looked down the mountain, stamped his feet, and walked in the opposite direction. He still had some difficult things to do.

Yan Bao was brought down the mountain by the teleportation talisman in an instant. Although she could draw this teleportation talisman, due to insufficient cultivation, the teleportation talisman could only last for a quarter of an hour.

The little baby suddenly appeared at the gate of Yunzhou City. Because she was so small, no one noticed her sudden appearance.

There was a crowd of people gathered at the city gate looking at a portrait in someone's hand.

This was the first time that Yanbao went down the mountain alone. There was no nagging from his master and senior brothers, and he felt much freer.

I want to join in any fun.

She was too young and couldn't see anything because she was blocked by these people.

But thanks to her small size, she slipped in through the gaps in the crowd.

Yanbao squeezed his way to the front of the crowd and saw how the person in the portrait looked so much like his master.

Thinking in my mind, I couldn't help but blurt out, "Master."

When everyone heard the little baby's voice, they couldn't help but lower their heads and saw a little Taoist boy wearing a patched Taoist robe.

When the young man holding the portrait saw the little Taoist boy in Taoist robes, his eyes lit up. He knelt down and asked, "Little kid, do you recognize the person in this portrait?"

Yanbao shook his head quickly. She couldn't say that it must be the people sent by the ladies to find the master.

If I let them know that I am the master's disciple, my life will be at risk. I haven't found my parents yet.

The master asked him to go down the mountain to find his parents.

Yanbao covered his mouth tightly and shook his head so hard that he almost fainted.

Then he quickly squeezed out of the crowd and fled.

"This child is probably separated from his master."

The young man looked away. The little Taoist boy's eyes looked so familiar. How come they looked so similar...

Yanbao ran a long way before he stopped with his short legs and caressed his heart. Fortunately, he was smart enough to run fast.

Master, Yanbao saved you from another disaster!

I was running in a hurry and didn't pay attention. Now I looked up and found myself standing in front of a stall selling steamed buns.

The fat white buns exuded an alluring fragrance, and Yanbao's stomach made an unsatisfactory "grumbling" sound.

The boy selling the buns saw the little Taoist boy staring at the buns and wanted to cover the buns.

"I haven't opened yet today, so don't expect to beg for help with me."

Yanbao licked her lips and put her little hands into the rag bag she was carrying. She didn't want to eat for free.

"Here, I'll trade this for you. Just give me ten buns."

The waiter looked at the yellow paper talisman in the little Taoist boy's hand and sneered, "Go, go, go, you think I'm stupid. I want to exchange a piece of broken talisman paper for ten buns. You think you are Jiang Banxian, so casually Take out a talisman and it will be worth a hundred taels of gold."

Xiao Yanbao held the talisman paper, feeling a little disappointed.

Otherwise, we should go back to the city gate, find the man with the portrait, and exchange the master for some steamed buns.

Master loves me so much, so he shouldn't be angry.

Yanbao put the talisman in his hand back into the rag bag.

A deep voice sounded from behind: "Little fellow Taoist, I'll treat you to this bun."