Once upon a time, there was a sect named Wangshu on the mountain road Shu.
Wanshu is divided into six sects, and the master of one of them, Xun Dao, picked up a disciple.
The little apprentice wanted to go down the mountain when he grew up, so the master told him a story.
Once upon a time, there was a road in Shu Mountain, and there was a sect named Wangshu on the mountain.
The master picked up a child and brought it back to the sect to raise him.
Later, I heard that Wangshu in Lushu Mountain specialized in taking in unwanted children and children who could not be raised well, so he left many children in front of Wangshu's door.
The master was unhappy and said that we are a sect that cultivates immortality and the right way, not a nursery and we do not accept children.
Therefore, every spring, children come to the mountains to study in an orderly manner.
The above is all written by me.
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The son of a former general was sent to Manshu for refuge. Later, he established a deep friendship with a child picked up by his master. However, this child seemed to have an unusual life experience. Even with the protection of his master, he could not avoid his fate.
Intention: If there is a misunderstanding, it should be resolved