I came from Lushan to look for a young man with Master's instructions.
In the Year of the Cardamom, Master made a divination and called me over, touched my head and said to me: "Little Kite, something serious is going on."
During the ten years I stayed in Lushan, apart from studying arts, practicing martial arts, cleaning and watching my master meditate, there were no other chores at all, let alone major events. The worst thing I could think of at that time was that the cook had gone home and had to be cooked by the master, who seemed to have a poor sense of taste.
I looked at Master quietly, and he showed a rare helpless expression and asked me: "Do you like snow?"
I came from Lushan and wanted to go to the ice-covered northern extension.