Missy, She Always Does Not Seek To Make Progress

My name is Qi Mingyun. I was born a nobleman and came from a royal family. However, I only maintained this status for five years before it came to an abrupt end.

Ever since that Taoist priest who looked nothing like the legendary Taoist priest appeared, I became a little Taoist boy who had lost his noble status. The Taoist name was Changdu, which means, ferrying people and ghosts. Has.

 When my master named Xuan Yi appeared, I panicked and felt that I was going to be abandoned. Sure enough, he was going to take me away and accept me as his disciple.

I don’t understand. He looked at me with obvious disgust, why he still reluctantly accepted me as his disciple. He clearly thought I was a big trouble.

  Don’t ask me how I know this. The answer is that I am a royal prince and I am born with the ability to observe people’s emotions. Others may think that I am stupid and dull, but in fact I am clear-headed in my heart.

I didn’t want to leave at first, but Master said that if I didn’t leave, I wouldn’t live to be ten. I was frightened, and carefully calculated with my short, fat little fingers in my sleeves how long it was until I reached the number ten.

　　It’s not that I don’t know, it’s just that I’m shocked.

I, Qi Mingyun, only have a few years to live.

My heart skipped a beat, and I looked longingly at my grandfather, who was so thin that he was almost out of shape, lying on the dragon bed. Suddenly, I felt lucky. If I had died at the age of ten, I would never be like my grandfather. Is it scary to be skinny?

 It seems that being fat has some uses.

I pinched the soft fat on my body and felt sad.

Who wants to die if you can live?

 I used my eyes to ask the imperial grandfather for help, what should I do?

The imperial grandfather let me go, saying that I was a person with great blessings, so I was waiting for such a master. I was a little confused.

If I had been blessed, how could I have turned into a fat boy who couldn't run, carrying a medicine jar all day long? My mother was gone, and my father didn't feel much pain. If I hadn't been paying attention to my grandfather since I was a child, His small stature is probably gone long ago.

 But the imperial grandfather would not open his eyes and tell lies.

If his old man asks me to go, then I will go, because he is the biggest in this royal family, and I only trust him.

 So I worshiped my master and entered Taoism under the eyes of my imperial grandfather. From then on, there was no Qi Mingyun in the world. There was only Taoist Changdu, who was the sixth generation direct disciple of Qingpingguan.

 Because the imperial grandfather said that after entering the Tao, I will no longer be the royal son. I should turn a blind eye to the royal family, not participate in it, and ignore or listen to it.

 So, after the imperial grandfather’s great success, I also ‘died’ soon, and the only one who survived was the Taoist priest Changdu.

I burst into tears in front of my grandfather’s dragon coffin. What’s surprising is that no one can see me, or my master.

This is a blinding technique, my master said so. As long as I have learned the five Xuanmen arts, I can perform such small tricks at any time.

And what I was thinking was, if I perform such a technique, does it mean that no one can see me even if I take off my clothes?

That picture seems a bit interesting.

 But I said these words unconsciously. My master's face was darker than the bottom of the pot, and he disliked me even more!

The emperor's grandfather was great, and I also "died". I followed my master step by step to leave Shengjing, where I was born and raised, and walked out of the capital. As soon as I walked out of the city gate, I fell to the ground.

I was so embarrassed that I didn’t even have the strength to get up. My eyes dimmed and I raised my head slightly. Master stood in front of me with a frown, blocking the sunlight that shone on my head.

His dislike was not concealed at all.

 I am extremely frustrated.

 “Can you get up?”

I didn’t say a word and decided to lie down on the ground and pretend to be dead. I felt that my feet had blisters and I couldn’t walk even one step.

 I heard a sigh and an inaudible murmur, but I heard it clearly. "My master didn't teach me how to raise a disciple. It's really troublesome."

 I want to laugh a little, but I don’t dare.

They are all in their thirties, don’t they know how to raise children?

Later on, I found out that he really didn’t know how to do it. I just grew up in a rough and tumble manner, and the master said that he also grew up in the same way.

It turns out that this is the same lineage. What kind of master there is, there will be what kind of disciple. And as for me, will I be the same as the master in the future?

 You know a little bit about everything, but you don’t know how to raise a child?

Master picked me up on his back and left the capital. He took me along the path I should take, which is also the great road.

I followed Master, walking from north to south, sleeping in the open air, using my feet to measure the land, and my eyes to see all kinds of life in this world, as well as all the ghosts in the ghost world.

Master said, my horoscope is weird, and it is easy for evil spirits to covet my body. I used to be protected by dragon energy in the palace, but when I left the capital, I lost the protection. It can be said that the ghosts I saw along the way were worse than the people I met. Quite a few.

I still remember the first time I saw a ghost. It was a skinny and starving ghost. He took a fancy to my fat body and wished I could tear my bones apart and swallow me. I will never forget that ferocious expression until I die.

　　When the starving ghost rushed toward me, a golden light flashed across my body, and I struck at the starving ghost. I only heard a scream, and he disappeared into ashes.

 I was dumbfounded.

My master who was meditating just opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the starving ghost, and said in a cold voice: "I am a disciple, and I am protecting you. Whoever touches me will die!"

His words seemed to be addressed to the starving ghost, or to other lonely ghosts. I suddenly felt the Yin energy around me disappear in an instant.

 My heart was shaken, I was a little happy, a little moved, and a little bit sour.

Even the imperial grandfather never said so righteously that I was protected by him!

 But this master said this.

At this time, there was a cool breeze blowing, and an unspeakable smell penetrated the tip of my nose. It felt cool and cold under my crotch.

Master snorted and glared at me: "Wash your clothes yourself."

I was startled and subconsciously looked down at his gaze. My face suddenly turned the color of pig liver.

 I was so scared that I peed!

I was so ashamed that I wanted to crawl into a hole in the ground.

The master added: "As a teacher, I can protect you for a while, but I cannot protect you for a lifetime. I can't always be by your side. It's better to rely on yourself than to rely on anyone. You must learn Taoism well to be able to protect yourself. Otherwise, depending on your physique, it would not be unusual for you to be eaten by ghosts."

 I don’t understand it yet.

The master then said: "If you don't learn well, you will be beaten by me!"

I glanced at his clenched fist, fearing that he would really hit me, so I quickly responded submissively.

This is the world I will experience in the future. There are people, ghosts, and monsters. At first, I was afraid of ghosts and could not sleep at night. I was afraid that they would get on my body and swallow my soul. Later, I got used to it, and I was surprised to realize that sometimes, People are scarier than ghosts.

Sometimes ghosts didn't hurt me at all, but people hurt me completely. For example, when I was a wandering Taoist, I would give them a pulse check and tell the truth, and they would beat me, just to take advantage of my consultation money and divination money. .

They looked ugly and refused to give any fortune, so I had no choice but to change their fate on the spot and make them poor!

 In the human world, there are all kinds of living beings, but I am like a fish in water. (End of chapter)