A loud cry pierced the silence in the mountains.

An honest-looking young man opened the door of the Taoist temple and saw a baby's swaddling clothes, and inside was a black child.

He had never seen a child who looked so dark, and he didn't look like them at all.

When he saw someone coming, the boy cried even harder.

"Anyone? Anyone? The young man shouted around.

Except for a few small birds that were scared away by him, there was no other superfluous sound.

"Wow, wow, wow." He was responded to by heart-rending wails.

The young man reluctantly picked up the child and ran back to the Taoist temple.

"Master, master, someone has lost the child to us again."

The door creaked open, and a scruffy old Taoist priest yawned and walked out.

"How many times have you said it for the teacher, don't panic when you encounter something, you are my personal disciple of Xuanwei Zhenren, what are you talking like in a panic." Xuan Wei Zhenren looked at his eldest apprentice with dissatisfaction.

The eldest disciple Xuanyi listened to the master's teachings and nodded repeatedly.

coughed lightly and said calmly: "Master, someone left this little black baby at our door." ”

As if dissatisfied with his title, the child in his arms cried even more.

"What?" Glancing at the swaddling clothes handed over, Xuanwei Zhenren was not calm.

This kid is a little too dark, isn't it???

It's almost up to the color of the blind bear in the mountains.

"Master, don't panic when you encounter something, you are a real person!" Genichi kindly reminded his master.

"Mouthy!" Xuanwei Zhenren glared at the eldest disciple and took the child in his arms.

The strange thing is that the child who was crying a lot suddenly stopped crying when he got to his hands.

"Master, you're too powerful, he doesn't cry!" Xuanyi thought it was amazing.

"That's it." Xuanwei Zhenren accepted all the praise of his disciples, lifted the child's shirt and looked, "Hey, it's actually a girl?" ”

"Huh? Female? Xuanyi came up.

"Send her down the hill and find a family to keep her. We have no woman to feed her. Xuanwei Zhenren handed the child back into the arms of the eldest apprentice, and was about to go back and continue to sleep.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the child left his arms, he cried again, Xuanyi was a little at a loss, and called the master pitifully.

Xuanwei Zhenren didn't care, closed the door and lay back on the bed.

It's a pity that the magic sound pierces his brain, and his quilt can't resist the baby's cry at all.

"Ouch, you little thing." Xuanwei Zhenren lifted the quilt, opened the door, and pointed at the little black child and scolded.

Xuanyi took the child into his arms, for fear that the master's saliva would spray her all over her face.

"I don't believe it yet." Xuanwei Zhenren snatched the child from Xuanyi's arms and was about to continue scolding, but found that the child was not crying again.

"Master, this is fate." Xuanyi said in surprise.

"Fate, fate is a fart." Xuanwei Zhenren scratched his head, looking at this black child, thinking in his heart that he didn't know if this child could come back in vain.

"Why are you still stunned, why don't you go down the mountain to borrow some milk, do you want to starve her?" Looking at the big disciple standing on the side stupidly, Xuanwei was really angry.

I knew to make trouble for him.

"Yes, I'm going to find food for my little sister." Xuan Yile ran down the mountain happily.

"One, two, three......" Xuanwei really held the little black child and began to count.

"You're the eleventh one I picked up, so let's call it Eleven."

At this point, there is a little Taoist boy named Eleven on Lingyin Mountain.

In this way, you take a bite and I take a bite, and the food of thousands of white households is fed, and Eleven Health has grown to the age of eight, and the Taoist Temple has also ushered in new disciples.

Originally, Xuanwei Zhenren didn't want to accept any more disciples, but he couldn't bear the fact that the child's family had money, so he directly gave him money to accept apprentices.

Is he the kind of person who loves money?

He's not, he just doesn't want his little eleven to starve.

When the child is growing up, how can he be hungry?

With the money, you can buy delicious food for the children.

So Xuanwei Zhenren pretended to be embarrassed and accepted him.

Six-year-old Jiang Qifan became everyone's little junior brother in this way.

Eleven is very enthusiastic about this little junior brother, she is the youngest on weekdays, everyone calls her little junior sister, and she has never heard others call her senior sister.

Jiang Qifan's little sister shouted that made her heart flutter.

In addition, he looks white and pure, completely different from her, and he looks very smart, like the rice balls that the senior brother secretly bought for her a few days ago.

Soft and sweet.

Eleven liked him even more.

"Little Senior Sister, why were you punished by the master again." Jiang Qifan took the chicken leg and secretly flipped to the thinking room.

"It's not all because of you." Eleven was also very aggrieved.

What the master taught, the little junior brother can remember at once, but she always misses this trick and forgets that trick, the master is angry, doesn't it just let her be locked up and think about it.

"I'm sorry, little sister, I won't remember what my master taught so quickly in the future. Chicken legs, here you go. Jiang Qifan was not angry, and handed her the chicken leg in his hand with a smile.

"Don't call me junior sister, just call me senior sister!" Eleven spinelessly took the chicken leg and took a bite and threatened viciously.

Jiang Qifan nodded and nodded, but he didn't take her words to heart.

How can a senior sister be as intimate as a little senior sister.

"Also, remember it next time, don't lie, the master doesn't like children who lie." Halfway through the gnaw, Eleven put down the chicken leg and told him with a serious face.

"I remember." Jiang Qifan couldn't help but laugh when he saw her like this.

The little sister is always so hard-mouthed and soft-hearted.

"Okay, okay, thank you for your chicken legs, you go quickly, otherwise the master will see that you are going to give me a piece of punishment." Eleven, thirteen, five divided by two, ate all the chicken legs, stuffed the chicken bones to Jiang Qifan, and asked him to leave quickly.

Jiang Qifan was a little helpless, this little senior sister only recognizes chicken legs and doesn't recognize people.

"Ahem." There was a light cough from Xuanwei Zhenren outside the door, and Eleven was in a hurry.

"Hide." Eleven stuffed the hurried man under the table, continued to kneel, and looked reverently at the portrait of the ancestor hanging on the wall.

"Eleven, what are you doing?" Xuanwei Zhenren pushed open the door and walked in.

How could he not know the existence of Jiang Qifan, but he wanted to tease his only female disciple.

"Master, I'm admitting my mistake to Master Zu." Eleven replied solemnly.

"Oh, then it seems that Master Zu has forgiven you and given you chicken legs to eat." Xuan Wei Zhenren looked at the corners of her oily mouth amusedly.

Eleven hearts are divided into two halves, on the one hand, they are worried about the little junior brother under the table, and on the other hand, they have to listen to the master's speech, and they are so nervous.

This nervousness can be heard from Xuanwei Zhenren's words.

"Chicken legs? What chicken thighs? Master, did you bring me chicken legs too? ”