Asking Questions About Trivial Matters

At the foot of Qingya Mountain, there is a small sect called Wenjin Sect that is about to break up. The old boss had just died, the stove was cold, the rice jar was bottomed out, the grain store manager came to the door with the account book, and half of the plaque on the mountain gate was missing. There are only three people left in the door: Shen Zhaoxi, who is new to the door, Lu Lianshan, who is talkative but capable of doing things, and junior sister Wen Xiaoman, who is holding the medicine bowl and refusing to let go. The founder of Wenjin Sect learned everything back then, knew a little bit about everything, and was not very good at anything. The orthodox sects laughed at them as being a miscellaneous sect and unable to become famous. But in the world of martial arts, the most troublesome things cannot be cut away with a sword. Someone is missing and needs to be found. Someone sent a letter, but it couldn't be delivered. If someone is in debt, you can't just look at the account. Some people entrusted them with relics before they died, but the living people didn't want the things to be delivered. In order to survive, Wenjinmen began to take on these small tasks that no one wanted to take care of: searching for people, delivering letters, escorting, mediating, finding medicine, collecting debts, and delivering relics. The reward is not much, and the trouble is a lot. He often slips into the cracks of the government, big factions, gangs and old relationships. The first order was from a herb gatherer's daughter who went up the mountain in the rain to ask them to find her father who had not returned for seven days. But an old medicine basket and a piece of bitter grass that shouldn't be there lead Shen Zhaoxi to the old case of Baishidu thirty years ago. As the saying goes, ask questions about small things, but don't ask about big things. But later they discovered that many big things are initially hidden in small things.