I am a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect who desires to cultivate immortality. Today is my 294th day entering the sect.
There is the senior sister who is swinging on the pine tree, the second senior brother who is furiously washing his hair in the water tank, the third senior sister who is always trembling and startled, and the fourth senior brother who can do tricks and breathe fire.
There are pigs that can cook, chickens that can cry, and stinky men who hunt and kill.
And I am the illiterate junior sister who has just stepped into the mountain gate.
After going through a lot of hardships, the little junior sister finally memorized all the things she needed to know.
A sword split open the mountain gate to pieces, and the young master and sister bravely pursued freedom.
Short story, will be finished soon~
Intention: Never give up efforts
