When I was eleven years old, my house was ransacked. Nearly a hundred members of my family died in one incident, and there was a river of blood.
In the same year, I became a beggar and was beaten randomly on the street. A kind-hearted knight came to my rescue. I asked the knight to accept me as his disciple, but the man with a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes smiled and said: "How many beggars and slaves are there in the world? If we had to take them in every one of them, wouldn't it be annoying and annoying to death."
When I was thirteen years old, during Xiaoshu, I met a man in white because of a bag of money. I became a master and apprentice, and from then on I lived in seclusion in the mountains with my master.
Until I was fifteen years old, my master was bitten by a rare poisonous insect while trying to save me. My life was in danger. I read through the classics and finally learned that to cure the poison, I needed six rare medicinal materials.
Tiger eyes, green cloud grass, golden tail, roots, bodhi lotus, fairy head.
I think there will probably be a very hard time in the future.