The Chinese Spirit's Family Rescue Adventure

The leaves of the bushes just a few steps away from the orange tree started shaking violently as if possessed. With a "whoosh", a round head popped out from above the bushes. Suisui was covering her mouth tightly with her two small hands.

She stared at Wen Chi walking away until she was sure he was out of sight, then she put down her hands and sighed the half-finished sigh: "... Alas."

She was small, looking like a three-year-old kid, but the way she sighed was like a grown-up.

"I already talked to the orange tree! But why is he so stupid? He even tripped over a stone!"

"..."

"With such a daft destined one, how can I hold my head up high in the spring mountain later?"

"..."

"Will he starve to death if this goes on?" Her tone became increasingly anxious.

Xiao Shan lay on the ground, listening quietly, with its black, shiny eyes looking cute and smart.

"My destined one can't die —" The little, downcast Suisui looked like a three-year-old baby on the outside.

Actually, Suisui wasn't a real human. She was a ginseng spirit who had cultivated in the deep mountains for three thousand five hundred years. Absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and moon, she had finally managed to take human form. She was just a tiny step away from becoming an immortal. But this last step was as difficult as climbing to the sky and she just couldn't make it.

Fortunately, Suisui was blessed by heaven. Somehow, she sensed that she had an unfulfilled fate in the mortal world. A family she was fated to meet was going to encounter a great disaster. Some of the family members would die, some would be injured, and there would be betrayal, rifts, hatred, and resentment... A good family would be torn apart like this.

Suisui had only seen fragments of the fate and didn't really understand human joys and sorrows. However, at the end of the fragment, she and the father, whose hair had turned white overnight due to family changes, looked at each other. It seemed that the other person also saw her. The intense sadness and pleading in his eyes, crossing over fate and time, hit her all at once.

The carefree little ginseng spirit suddenly felt her heart grow heavy. Then, Suisui understood that only by helping this family change their fate and avoid the tragic ending could she fulfill this fate and ascend to immortality smoothly.

So, Suisui resolutely packed her bags and went down the mountain! Ginseng was full of treasures and was always coveted by bad people. For safety, Suisui deliberately brought along Xiao Shan, a Chow Chow she had picked up not long ago.

The Chow Chow was called Xiao Shan. It was a creamy-white native Chow Chow with thick limbs and fluffy fur. It was so big that wherever it went, it looked like a moving small mountain, so it got this name.

When Suisui first picked up Xiao Shan, it was a pitiful, skinny dog that had been abused by its former owner until it was all skin and bones. Later, after living in the spring mountain with Suisui for a while and being fed with ginseng whiskers every day, Xiao Shan grew to have shiny fur and a strong physique, and was smarter and more capable than ordinary dogs!

Just like that, a ginseng spirit and a dog, carrying a big bundle, were wandering around in the spring mountain... Ah, no! They were going through all kinds of hardships to find the destined one!

Finally! Two days ago, Suisui found her first destined one!

Suisui had been here for two days and watched helplessly as her destined one, that is, the lad just now, had changed from being rosy-cheeked and healthy to looking sallow and weak, with weak qi and wobbly feet.

Suisui sat cross-legged and supported her chubby face with her right hand, making the frustrated expression look a bit funny.

"It seems I have to rely on myself!" Suisui clenched her small fist with great ambition. She would take care of her destined one! It definitely wasn't because she wanted to eat oranges! Absolutely not!

"Slurp~"

Soon, as nimble as a little monkey, Suisui "scampered" up the orange tree a few times. She deliberately picked the big, round oranges full of juice and threw them down without even looking. Xiao Shan, squatting under the tree, opened its mouth and caught them steadily. One ginseng spirit and one dog cooperated extremely well. In no time, a small pile of oranges had piled up under the tree.

Suisui was satisfied and slid down the tree trunk "swoosh". After landing steadily, she didn't care if her hands were dirty and tore open the orange peel and took a bite. The orange pulp was soft and tender, and the juice was abundant. Suisui got orange juice all over her face without realizing it and ate heartily.

Xiao Shan quietly guarded her. Only after seeing that she was so engrossed in eating did it slowly pick up an orange, bite it open, and eat it elegantly.

After eating, Suisui started to feel sleepy. Although she was a ginseng spirit, she had only taken human form for three and a half years and was as sleepy as a three-year-old child. The spring mountain was her territory. She casually found a hidden big tree, leaned against the dry tree roots, closed her eyes, and quickly fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Suisui, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly felt herself being lifted off the ground.

Wen Chi, looking at the cub who was like a little kitten in his hand, exclaimed in surprise: "Where did this little beggar..."

The awakened Suisui kicked her legs and struggled. The dried mud that had caked on her skin started to fall off in flakes. Wen Chi glanced at it and changed his words: "... little wildling?"

Suisui couldn't bear this insult and shouted in a milky and fierce voice: "I'm not a little wildling! I'm a little—" ginseng spirit!

"Little what?" Wen Chi saw the familiar logo on her small bag and suddenly understood: "Are you sent by the program team?"

Suisui blinked. She didn't understand, but immediately puffed out her small chest and replied loudly: "Yes!"

Wen Chi didn't say anything. Since participating in this program, he had seen so many strange ideas of the director. So when he saw this absurd situation of "finding a little actor to play a wildling and deliver supplies", he also thought: Well, it's something the director would do. ...Could this program really become popular?

Wen Chi looked at the little cub in front of him. If it was special effects makeup, the effect was really lifelike. She was wearing cotton clothes, looking as if she had rolled in the mud and run wild in the woods. Her clothes were torn with holes everywhere and covered with dried mud, and her exposed skin was no better. The only relatively clean small face was also smeared with gray and an unknown orange juice. To say her face was like a palette was an understatement. With this colorful face and messy hair like a little lunatic, if she appeared on the 民生新闻 channel, it would surely make many grandmothers and aunts feel sorry for her and shed tears.

...Wen Chi quietly lifted the little cub a bit farther away from him.

The little cub noticed his action and kicked her legs more vigorously, shouting angrily: "Put me down! Put me down!"

Wen Chi put her down as she asked. As soon as the little cub's bare feet stepped on the ground, she immediately raised her head, hugged her arms angrily, making her little belly even rounder, and her angry look was somehow cute.

"Puff." Wen Chi quickly held back his laughter and pressed his finger joints against his nose tip to suppress his spreading smile. He suddenly froze. He... actually laughed? How long had it been since he last laughed?