Li Baitian looked at the little girl named Huahua. She looked six or seven years old, which was in line with the school age.
He was wearing a brand new red linen suit, with two red ropes tied into pigtails on his head. Although his trousers were old, they were very clean, as if they had just been washed, and the cloth shoes on his feet were spotless.
He had some doubts in his heart. This outfit was incompatible with the trafficker's lair. It was as if someone came to wash and clean this female doll every day.
Why is she the only one who enjoys special treatment?
"Other children are shackled, so why doesn't she have any shackles and she still lives in a single room?" Li Baitian asked directly.
"Sir, she is the most well-behaved among these gangsters, so I made her stay more comfortable and set an example for other children."
Wu De smiled and said, this question has been asked by countless people, and his answer that has been tempered many times has no flaws.
This is a secret that only he and Huahua know.
Huahua was indeed picked up by him, but for some unknown reason, this little girl could see through the thoughts of every customer who came to the door, win their favor, and would always run back to him after being bought. Over time, this female doll became His cash cow.
The cultivator who took advantage of him today is no exception. After he buys Huahua, he can make another fortune.
"This child is also very pitiful. She has no father or mother, and she wandered from nowhere. I have a soft heart, so I took her in. I'm really reluctant to sell her."
Wu De pretended.
"Well, you have to have love to do this."
"You have the best accent of any human trafficker I've ever seen."
Li Baitian made a few perfunctory sentences and automatically filtered his words. He didn't believe a word the trafficker said.
However, not having parents means that the heel cannot be found, and the safety factor will be much higher.
He looks quite smart and has good physical fitness.
As for cultivation qualifications, he doesn't care. He values agility more than cultivation qualifications.
After all, she is the daughter of a spy like him. If she has a dull head, she will not be able to help him no matter how highly qualified she is.
…
Inside the cage.
The little baby girl stared straight at Li Baitian, with a hint of blue in her eyes, and she instantly saw through Li Baitian.
Finally, a cultivator came, and it was worth waiting for her for so many days.
She is not an orphan, she has a big secret.
Originally, she was an elixir that had lived in the mountains and forests all her life, never coming into contact with humans. It took her a hundred thousand years to reincarnate into a human being...a human cub.
The price is that she has to practice from the beginning as a six-year-old human child. Her only talent is mind reading. As long as she feels with her heart, she can read what the other person is thinking.
But cultivation requires resources. In order to get close to the cultivators, she deliberately fell into the trap of human traffickers and was taken away by dozens of buyers. Unfortunately, none of them came from a family of cultivators.
So she often escaped and returned to the traffickers, and was treated as a cash cow.
But today is different. In front of him is a genuine cultivator, a top spy with secrets.
Although he is weak now for some reason, his status is enough to get in touch with the core of the world of immortality.
Moreover, the other party bought her just to send her to Zhengyi Academy for training. Such a good thing was difficult to find even with a lantern. She had sworn that she would not let go of such a victim.
Come on, Sister Huahua has seen through all your tricks. No matter what you ask next, I will give you the perfect answer. Taking Sister Huahua home is your only choice!
The little baby is very confident. She has already listed all the answers perfectly in her mind. She is just waiting for Li Baitian to ask questions. She is about to start showing off her skills!
But Li Baitian's next words made her look confused.
"Huahua?"
"Yes, Lord Immortal!"
"What is your aspiration?"
Huahua suspected that there was something wrong with her ears: "What?"
Li Baitian repeated: "I said, what is your dream?"
"Well, my dream is to become a person like an immortal."
Huahua's heart is like ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping.
The dream question caught her off guard. She was considered a veteran of human trafficking. No buyer would ask such a question. Don't immortal cultivators follow the routine?
Li Baitian was very satisfied: "Beautiful, I appreciate that you didn't say sincere words such as wanting to have enough to eat, and you were able to say things that went against your will without changing your expression. I like you very much."
"It's you!"
…
A few minutes later.
Li Xiaobai left with a showerhead.
Wu De put a piece of spiritual stone into his pocket, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and looked at the two of them.
"This is more profitable than selling brats."
"Huahua is really a lucky baby given to me by God!"
This order is another net profit. When Huahua comes back, he will change places.
…
Li Baitian looked for an inconspicuous inn to stay.
He was observing Huahua along the way. The little milk baby didn't panic at all when a stranger took him away. He looked very calm. This mentality was beyond that of his peers.
The two of them sat face to face on the bed, Li Baitian looked solemn.
Time was tight, and he needed to master all Huahua's information in the shortest possible time.
If he, who has no cultivation skills, wants to survive in the undercover world where flesh and blood are everywhere, perfect control of intelligence is indispensable.
With pen and ink in hand, Li Baitian began to conduct a comprehensive analysis of this newly appointed daughter.
"From today on, your name will be Li Huahua, and I will be your father."
"My name is Li Baitian!"
Li Huahua nodded: "Yes, father."
"Can you practice?"
"meeting."
"Practice and let me see!"
Li Huahua sat down cross-legged and made a gesture with a very intimidating attitude.
He puffed up his dirty little face and exerted force, making a whirring sound, and farted in the process. It smelled of everything, but there was no smell of real energy.
Li Baitian took a note and wrote: "Well, I don't know how to practice."
"Where are the poems and songs?"
"Eating the belly of a female pigeon? Huahua doesn't eat the belly of a pigeon."
"How about music, chess, calligraphy and painting?"
"What do you mean by love?"
Li Baitian's forehead was covered with black lines: "Can you draw a meridian diagram of the human body?"
Li Huahua nodded and took the pen and paper.
After a few breaths, she pointed at the stick figure on the paper and said confidently: "These are the eyes, this is the nose, and this is the mouth."
"In your case, you need special training."
The veins on Li Baitian's forehead popped out, and the ink pen in his hand was almost broken.
This little kid doesn't understand anything. He seems to have chosen the wrong person, but he's clever and smart. If you dig deeper, he should have great potential.
"Father, what should we have for dinner?"
Li Huahua asked. She was not worried about the entrance exam at all. Although she had lost the power of the magic medicine, her ability to read minds was enough to enter the academy.
She was more looking forward to the food from this long-term meal ticket than the special training.
Li Baitian scribbled on the paper and said without raising his head: "Baozi without fillings."
Li Huahua was still wondering what buns without fillings were.
Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the content on Li Baitian's paper, and his face suddenly stiffened.
"Training arrangements: Li Huahua, practice sword practice for twelve hours every day!"
There seemed to be only twelve hours in a day, and her father probably wanted her to die.
