“Don't cry, I just want you to go down the mountain and gain some experience, I’m not sending you away.” Seeing his little disciple crying so pitifully, Li Yuanming also felt a pang of sympathy. His gaze fell on her bald head, he touched it gently, and then looked remorseful, regretting what he had done.,"Well, then let me go down the mountain. Whether I become a beggar begging for food or starve on the streets in the future, I won't implicate my master. Becoming a spirit would be even better; I could stay by my master's side forever and wouldn't need to eat.",Saying that, he took out a copper mirror from his bosom and handed it to her.。
