Transformed into Little Fubao, known as the Little Expert in Pitfalls

You know, with my reputation as Xuan Xuzi, there is no one who doesn't want to worship me as a master. Look, the little girl is so happy that she has become incoherent!

If Yingbao knew what the weird old man was thinking, he would definitely curl his lips and say, "Master, are you out of your mind? I'm just communicating with my fellow villagers in secret! There should be a limit to your wild imagination!"

Fortunately, Yingbao doesn’t have the ability to read minds, otherwise he might have to reconsider whether to take this strange old man in front of him as his master, for fear of being led astray.

“Heaven above, earth as my witness, I, Ye Ying, take Huangfu Xuanxu as my master today. I will never be a thief, betray my teacher or destroy my ancestors, or tarnish my master’s reputation.” Ying Bao kowtowed three times and performed a simple ceremony of becoming a disciple.

Good, good, good... Xuanxuzi said three "good"s to congratulate, feeling happy that he had a successor, and also feeling emotional that his clan was reviving!

"From today on, you are Ye Ying, the 138th patriarch of our clan, and the only disciple personally accepted by me, Huangfu Xuanxu. I hope you will be careful in your words and actions and practice diligently in the future," he said, throwing out a gourd-sized seal and saying it was a symbol of his identity as the patriarch.

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After the master left, Yingbao took the seal and the Star-Moon Ring given by his grandfather and remembered what the master said... The Star-Moon Ring is the identity certificate of the clan leader, and so is the seal. However, the Star-Moon Ring is obvious, while the seal is hidden, which is known to few people.

Some ancient people said that they formed a divine weapon of the Sinful Immortal when put together, while others said it formed a divine spell. Unfortunately, the whereabouts of the Sinful Immortal are unknown, and no one has yet figured out what happened.

It is said that only the destined person can open it!

"Oh, I'm so worried! If you think about the story behind it, you know it's another mess. I'm still a baby, so the first thing is to rest and grow up."

As soon as I thought about it, I was back to the original place in a flash.

Hearing his father's loud snoring and his mother's gentle breathing, Yingbao glanced at the clock in the space and saw that it was about three o'clock in the morning. He then lay down quickly to get some more sleep, so as to avoid being laughed at by the stupid brother for his dark eye sockets when he woke up the next day.

Silent all night.

At noon, Yingbao got up from the kang with his stomach growling with hunger. With his eyes half open, he staggered to the kitchen. He opened the lid of the pot skillfully, took out the egg custard that his grandmother had cooked before going to work and the mung bean cake that his father had bought, and sat on a small stool with his legs drooping while eating.

After filling her stomach, Yingbao finally regained some strength. She took out the small washbasin that her grandfather had specially asked someone to make for her, and the small face towel that her mother made for her using the red cotton cloth she had saved from her early years. There were a few bamboo leaves embroidered in a small corner of the face towel. The most special thing was that the two words "Yeying" were embroidered in very sloppy cursive script with gold and silver thread.

Yingbao happily rubbed his little face left and right while washing it, saying from time to time "Twist left, twist right, twist butt..." As he spoke, his body began to dance along.

Fortunately, there was no one at home. Some went to work, some went to school, and some continued to play. Otherwise, I would have been surprised by Yingbao's cute and somewhat funny actions... I would have laughed to death.

No one cares today, let me go and have fun...

Yingbao packed up and closed the door. He ran towards the plump Jingning Mountain happily, carrying a small basket and a small shovel. "Ginseng baby, here I come!"

While no one was watching over her, Yingbao walked deep into the mountains, stopping and walking along the way... and picked a lot of wild vegetables, fungus, and mushrooms.

Most of them were thrown directly into the space, leaving a small part to hide from the public.