A Girl from the Nine Gates Has Grown Up

When Zhang Changle was three years old, her mother hid her in a coffin and exchanged her life for hers. When the coffin lid was lifted, her only relative came - Zhang Qishan, her cousin who had been expelled from the Zhang family. Lord Zhang brought her back to Changsha, and from then on, Jiumen had a little girl. Er Erhong taught her how to sing, Wu Laogou taught her how to separate soil, Ban Li brought her sugar and oil cakes, and Chen Pi Ah Si held her in the sun. Jiumen held her as the apple of his eye, but in her heart she remembered the blood seeping from the cracks in the coffin - she knew better than anyone how dangerous this world was. She has pure Kirin blood, has the rules taught by her uncle, and has a wealth of knowledge. But these are not important. What is important is the thought engraved in her bones: She must hold on to the person who deserves death. So Aning didn't die in Snake Marsh, Pan Zi didn't fall in Zhangjia Ancient Building, and Chen Pi's Si died peacefully in her arms. She grew up with Wu Xie, and Wu Xie was not crushed into an island by the sea of ​​sand. She guarded Zhang Qiling's memory loss and regained it. Every time he forgot her, she waited. The black blind man said that she was the Bodhisattva of the Nine Sects. Xiaohua said she was a fool. Li Cu's eyes lit up when she called her sister. She said I was nobody but the girl who didn't want to let anyone go. May you be happy for a long time. She saved many people for her mother.