If Li Lan could wake up at this moment, he would recognize the identity of the little Taoist boy with golden brown hair.
This little Taoist boy is the orphan boy that Li Lan took to Xuanyunguan on the street. Now he is practicing with the Taoist priests of Xuanyunguan. Although he is poorer, he is much stronger than before.
"Sister..." Seeing Li Lan with a very poor expression, she called out softly, which made Xiao Daotong feel a little scared.
Xuanyunguan's incense is not good, but it provides food and drink for these orphan children, and teaches them some survival skills.
This time, this little Taoist boy came to the mountain to collect herbs. He would take the herbs back and process them, and treat them for treatment or sell them, so that he would have enough money to support these orphans.
After gathering the medicinal materials, the little Taoist boy was attracted by the new things in the mountains. He accidentally arrived at the door of the dilapidated temple and entered.
Looking at the people on the side, Xiao Daotong felt that they didn't mean any harm, but why didn't they help his sister: "Sister, why are you here?"
The evil god didn't say anything for a long time. He didn't know what he was doing, but it was as if he didn't see the little Taoist boy come in.
"Miss Lan, she..."
A sudden voice came out of his mouth, startling Li Mu himself, "Miss Lan, she was caught here by a gangster."
In case the evil god heard it, Li Mu winked at the little Taoist boy.
On the other hand, the two gossips around Yueying were quite helpless - it was very obvious during the time in Bagua Village that the evil god should have the ability to read minds.
"But, sister, she."
"Hurry..." The evil god still didn't say anything, but Li Mu couldn't say anything. He could only frown and look at the stubborn little Taoist boy getting anxious.
"In front of me, you are so blatant again. Do you really think that there is nothing I can do?"
The evil god must have been busy with something. Now he was distracted and warned Li Mu, and then the surroundings fell into silence again.
"Who are you?" The little Taoist boy stared at a spot in the air, "Why have I never seen a... spirit like you?"
"You said I'm a monster?"
Something that Yueying and Li Mu couldn't see was chasing the little Taoist boy.
Step by step, step by step, the little Taoist boy retreated to the door of the main hall.
"You, you want to come here, you are... Ouch!"
The little Taoist boy rolled back with the basket of herbs on his back and fell out of the palace door.
The herbs in the basket were scattered all over the floor, and he did not bring out the sister who had saved him. Looking at the palace door that he had closed, the little Taoist boy's eyes were reddish, and he was about to shed tears at the sight.
Without enough time to clean up the herbs on the ground, the little Taoist boy rushed to the door of the temple hall and pushed the door open.
"Sister, sister, open the door! Why do you do that to your sister?"
The people inside the door should not be able to hear the little Taoist boy's cries. In fact, even if they heard it, the evil god would not be soft-hearted.
"Sister is so kind..." Sitting on the stone steps at the entrance of the temple, the little Taoist boy finally shed tears.
When his mother left him in Da Li, little Daotong had no memory. Later, the father who adopted him passed away. Little Daotong still didn't understand the meaning of life and death, and only thought that his father had fallen asleep.
But now, Xiao Daotong knows that he doesn't want to lose the sister who saved him - there is something about Li Lan that makes Xiao Daotong feel at ease, a kind of positive support.
"Sister, wuwuwu..."
The little Taoist boy cried very sadly. While wiping the tears on his face with his sleeves, he started to pick up the scattered herbs on the ground with his little clay hands.
"Woo, what should I do, what should I do?"
It took a long time to pick up all the herbs. Instead, the little Taoist boy sat down on the ground and wiped his face with a pair of small clay hands, but he didn't notice it at all.
"What should I do? My sister is locked up inside." I finally picked up a herb, but then I knocked the whole bamboo basket over carelessly, leaving the watermelon behind and picking up the sesame seeds.
Sitting there blankly, picking up almost all the fallen herbs, the little Taoist boy's eyes suddenly lit up, he burped and cried, and stood up: "By the way, teachers, I can go find the teacher." Let’s help my sister.”
"Teachers, teachers will definitely find a way!"
The bamboo basket was once again brought down by the reckless Taoist boy, but he didn't care about the herbs anymore. He picked up his breath and ran for a while, then ran out of the valley.
"Teachers always talk about sister, it must be possible, it must be possible!"
With the help of God, the little Taoist boy did not get lost in the deep mountains. When he fell, he got up and continued running.
The little Taoist boy stumbled out of the mountain and headed all the way to Xuanyun Temple. On the way, the little Taoist boy met the queen who was disguised as leaving the palace to look for her son.
