When nine-year-old Alda left home, she didn't know if she could ever go back.
The master took her away from the grassland, and the mule cart approached the Han town.
The master said: "If you want to live among Han people in the future, you should give it a Han name. I'm not good at this, so the surname will be the surname of our leader, Cheng. As for the first name, you can call it whatever you like."
When Alda saw the kite flying high over the city wall, thinking that her sister would definitely like it, she blurted out, "What is that?"
"It's a kite, some are also called paper kites."
Alda stared at it blankly.
The master held the knife and touched her head: "Then, let's call her Cheng Yuan."
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At the Immortal Sect Assembly, Cheng Yuan looked at the handsome young monk in front of him: "Oh, it's you! How did you become a bald boy from being mute since childhood?"
He smiled, put his hands together and saluted, signaling her not to move. He stretched out his hand and picked off a leaf from Cheng Yuan's head, and his ears turned red quietly at her words of thanks.
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Lively swordsman girl × gentle and shy little monk
Intention: Being in a foreign country