The useless second daughter of the Hua family

When I first met him, the old monk was still a young monk.

At that time, the ginseng spirit failed to survive the catastrophe and was struck by lightning, revealing its true form. In order to prevent himself from being used as a common medicinal material, he used up his last spiritual power, found a suitable piece of land, and buried himself in a deep pit.

When he woke up from his deep sleep again, he had lost most of his spiritual power and turned into a child. As soon as he got out of the soil, he saw endless green, and then he was drenched in "nutrients" all over his head. The smell almost made the ginseng spirit faint.

It turned out that the young monk from the temple was fertilizing the vegetable garden. The two of them had a feud from then on. Of course, the young monk was unaware of this, as it was all unilaterally decided by the ginseng spirit.

From that day on, all kinds of strange things happened in the little monk's yard.

A hole suddenly appeared in a water tank that had just been filled. The nearly ripe cabbages were pulled out overnight and fell to the ground. A pot of porridge was cooked and a lot of mud and sand appeared in it in the blink of an eye.

The young monk was not upset. Since the water jar was broken, he went to find bricks, stones and mud to build a sturdier one. Since the vegetables fell over, he propped them up one by one. If they could not be saved, he replanted them. It was a pity that the porridge was dirty, so he looked helplessly at the woods behind the wall.

In fact, he had noticed the child a few days ago. At first, he thought he was a naughty kid from a farm at the foot of the mountain. Later, when he found that he was always elusive, he thought that his identity might not be simple.

The little monk was abandoned at the gate of the temple when he was young, and was taken in as a closed disciple by the abbot and raised in the temple. The master, uncle and brothers were all very kind to him, but because of the age difference, he had no playmates. It was rare to see a peer, so he took out all his patience, just hoping that he would not be disturbed.

However, the ginseng spirit became more and more reckless. One day, he even ran to the temple to steal offerings and was almost caught.

This time the little monk got angry. He walked straight to the tree where the ginseng spirit was hiding and said he would drive him away.

The ginseng spirit originally just wanted to secretly take some tributes that were contaminated with spiritual energy to restore his cultivation. He thought that those tributes would eventually be distributed to everyone, so was it really such a big mistake for him to just take a few? He had never been treated like this before, and he turned around and left immediately, feeling angry and aggrieved.

But as the days passed, the ginseng spirit began to miss the little monk. He quietly returned to the little monk's yard and searched everywhere but did not see anyone.

He sneaked into the temple at night and learned that the little monk was punished to be locked up for stealing tribute. Thinking of the fresh fruits that appeared inexplicably near him these days, he suddenly understood everything.

The ginseng spirit was touched and a little angry, but he still felt sorry for the little monk, so he secretly brought him food. The two reconciled and lived quietly together in the yard. The ginseng spirit finally got his own name, San San.

It was not until a long time later that the little monk had grown into a young boy and the ginseng spirit's appearance had also grown as his magic power recovered, but he always maintained an appearance of about the same age as the little monk.

Finally one day, the ginseng spirit was discovered. Because of the arrival of a distinguished guest, the temple strengthened its guard, triggered the formation, and was trapped in it. Seeing that all around him were monks shouting to exorcise demons, he realized that not everyone was like his little monk, who would treat him well and always protect him.

That night, the little monk was seriously injured. In order to protect the ginseng spirit, he volunteered to accept the heaviest punishment.

The abbot couldn't bear it after all. Looking at his little apprentice covered in blood, he could only sigh helplessly and waved his hand to let the disciples let them go down the mountain.

After coming down the mountain, the young monk still maintained a Buddhist heart. He worshipped Buddha as usual every day and adhered to the precepts. Occasionally, he would travel around with the ginseng spirit.

Many years later, the young monk became an old monk. They had long been accustomed to each other's company. The old monk occasionally worried whether the ginseng spirit would be lonely after he left, after all, most people in the world were prejudiced against aliens. So, he began to urge the ginseng spirit to practice, hoping that in the near future, he could ascend to become an immortal, so that he would not have to suffer the cold eyes and prejudice of others, and could also make some new friends.

However, many years later, the monk found that everyone he knew had passed away one by one, but he himself did not continue to age, and the ginseng spirit's cultivation also stagnated. All of this was too abnormal.

Until that day, the ginseng spirit almost went crazy. After repeated questioning by the monk, he finally told the truth.

It turned out that the ginseng spirit had been using its spiritual power to feed him. At the same time, in order to prevent itself from ascending, the ginseng spirit suppressed its own cultivation to avoid the arrival of the heavenly tribulation. However, if it suppresses its cultivation like this for a long time, it will be easy to become possessed by the devil.

The two had the most serious quarrel ever. This time, the monk no longer gave in as he had done before, and his attitude was very firm.

The ginseng spirit was unwilling to back down, yet also didn't want to continue arguing with him, so he simply ran out.

But his injured body couldn't hold out for long, and he had transferred some of his spiritual power to the monk before leaving. Not long after leaving, he collapsed.

This is why he ended up in Hua Miaomiao's hands.

After listening to this story of this man and the monster, Hua Miaomiao was deeply moved.

This unequal fate of life is both touching and regrettable.

It is too much for the ginseng spirit to change his fate against the will of heaven. If he continues to be stubborn, he will probably be punished by heaven, which will not be a good thing for both of them. No wonder Master Qingyuan insisted on sending San San away.

San San stood outside the door listening. In fact, he understood the truth, but he was reluctant to let go.

Pi Fu looked at him as if she was looking at another self. She didn't want to see San San really being punished by heaven one day, so she tried to persuade him with kind words.

"In fact, separation doesn't necessarily mean real separation. People go through the six reincarnations. If he does more good deeds in this life, his next life will be smooth. But if you insist on dragging him down, it will be difficult for him to have another life."

“But he won’t be the same person in the next life.” In the next life, he could be anyone, but he definitely won’t be his little monk.

"He is very worried about you." Hua Miaomiao appeared at the door at some point.

"San San, Master Qingyuan may not be unaware of this, but he doesn't care about himself, he's just worried about you. Before you came out, the master said that if you still insist, he will continue to accompany you. But letting go for a while will bring infinite possibilities. Do you really want to continue to insist and waste the fate between you two?"

"I..." San San hesitated. He looked at the teenage girl in front of him. Why could she think so clearly? What was infuriating was that she still made sense.

"I really don't like you." he said.

Hua Miaomiao knew that he would eventually figure it out, but it might take him some time.

"I will leave here later. If you have any problems, you can find me in Wanzhou City."