There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

In the 35th year of Fengtian in Dawei, a baby named Cuan was born in Tongqian Town, Bianguan.

However, this family has a lot of history. They used to be the royal cooks of the previous dynasty. After the previous dynasty was breached, the ancestors of the Cuan family fled with their family and came to this border town to settle down.

Because of the special surname, this family is still well-known in Tongqian Town.

In order to make a living, the Cuan family opened a noodle restaurant in Tongqian Town. The business is ordinary, but it is enough to make ends meet.

On the day the Cuan family's daughter-in-law gave birth, she was still helping out in the shop.

It was not too late that day, but the daughter-in-law of the Cuan family suddenly complained of stomach pains, and everyone helped her to lie down in the back hall, and the child raised his head, and hurriedly asked someone to find the midwife, but the midwife hadn't arrived yet. The child has already landed, and the mother and child are safe.

When everyone was surprised, someone first opened the curtains and took a look outside, only to see the clouds in the sky scattered and then gathered again, bearing the omen of a dragon and a phoenix playing.

At present, someone read an ancient book, and it is said that only when the gods in the sky come to the world, there will be such auspicious omens. Just when the Cuan family did not know what to do, an old woman in a black cloak came to the door, and she clearly named the Cuan family. When the grandson was born, the timing was accurate.

Everyone immediately regarded her as a god-man, and asked the old woman what she wanted, but the old woman only said: "The children and grandchildren of the Cuan family are destined to be extraordinary, I'm afraid your border town can't afford it. Change his name."

The old woman didn't want money or things, but she only asked to change the child's name. When everyone asked her what she wanted to change, the old woman was silent for a while, and then spit out a word: "Ji."

"Ji is the last name, what about the first name?" Everyone asked.

The old woman smiled mysteriously and was about to speak when an evil wind suddenly blew up in the sky, and the wind and dust swept up and covered the figure of the old woman. When the wind calmed down, everyone found that the old woman had disappeared.

Just when Cuan's family members were astonished, a voice suddenly came from the air: "This son is indeed extraordinary, he should be named after him..."

This voice is a young male voice, like pearls falling on a jade plate, clear and pleasant to hear, and the voice alone is full of immortality.

But he didn't finish his sentence, and the voice behind was blocked by Yunxia.

The people searched for a long time, but did not find any trace of this person, and regarded him as a first-class god.

As a result, the Cuan family became even more certain that their new-born grandson was an immortal descended from heaven.

The gods should choose a god's name, but the two masters who pointed out didn't finish their words, and there were not many literate people in Cuan's family. The whole family stood together and counted, and the child was named Ji He. Following Cuan's family name.

The name is Cuan Jihe.

Cuan Jihe was indeed a lucky star who came into the world. Since the birth of him, the Cuan family's business has been booming. The people who come to watch him every day are enough to fill the small shop of the Cuan family.

However, the good times didn't last long. When Cuan Jihe was eight years old, the Wei border was breached by neighboring countries, and Tongqian Town fell into the flames of war.

That night, the Cuan family decided to flee with their whole family again, but they searched the small courtyard all night, but they did not find Cuan Jihe. Seeing that the time was running out, the Cuan family resolutely gave up on the child who brought them fortune. , left Copper Coin Town.

And Cuan Jihe was trapped in his room, the door was locked, and he couldn't open the door at all when he was only eight years old. He punctured the paper on the door and shouted desperately through the gap.

The sound was so loud that even the neighbors could hear it, but his parents didn't even look in his direction. They walked back and forth in the yard until dawn, and didn't come to say a word to him. After dawn, they and left.

Cuan Jihe went from fear, to horror, to calmness, overnight, he understood something that was hard to understand at this age.

He was abandoned by his parents.

They don't want him anymore.

Not long after the parents' family left, the sound of an army invading came from the street outside, and the sound of uniform footsteps on the ground made the ground tremble.

Cuan Jihe thought that there would be nothing more terrifying than being abandoned by his parents, but when he heard this voice, he became even more frightened.

No matter how mature he is, how much aura he once wore, he is only an eight-year-old child. In the end, he failed to suppress his fear, crouched behind the door, covered his mouth and cried softly.

But it was this faint cry that attracted the officers and soldiers outside the door. They broke into Cuan's house and broke in. The sharp bayonet pointed at Cuan Jihe who was curled up on the ground, and the cold blade reflected the cold light. A chill came over, and Cuan Jihe didn't even dare to cry anymore, he opened his eyes wide in a daze, looking pitifully at the robbers who broke into his home.

The soldier who found Cuan Jihe frowned severely, then turned to the leader behind him and said, "Captain, there is a child here, it seems he was abandoned by his family."

"Catch it!" The soldiers of the enemy country did not show mercy to him because he was a child, but put him in an iron cage together with other prisoners.

Many people were locked in the iron cage. People complained to each other in fear, pushing and crowding. Cuan Ji and her small stature were squeezed tightly against the railing of the iron cage.

At this time, someone actually recognized him.

The man suddenly let out a burst of yelling, lifted Cuan Jihe up at once, raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows, and said, "Look, isn't this the little lucky star of Cuan's family? Aren't you a fairy descended from the sky? Since you are from the sky God, why did you allow us to be caught by these villains? You worked hard and rescued us all!"

"That's right. Are all gods willing to die?"

In the extreme fear, the people had completely lost their minds. They surrounded Cuan Jihe, insulted him, punched and kicked him, as if the breach of the border was the fault of Cuan Jihe.

Some people said over and over again: "What a lucky star, I think it's almost a bad star. Did the Cuan family get the news and run away? Just leave him behind!"

The cursed star who was thrown away by his parents.

Cuan Jihe firmly remembered this sentence.

After all, Cuan Jihe's grade is still too young to stand up to the life of a prisoner, let alone those adults who deliberately bully him and always take away his food.

Within a few days, Cuan Jihe fell into a coma due to high fever.

He thought he was going to die like this. That night, because the army was stationed next to a dilapidated village, these prisoners were proudly released to rest. He lay on a cold rock, silently counting his weaker and weaker heartbeats Voice.

Just when Cuan Jihe thought he was going to die like this, a man in white clothes suddenly came in front of him.

The clothes on the man were as light as clouds, layers upon layers, different from all the fabrics he had ever seen, the little Cuan Jihe showed obsession in his eyes, stretched out his hand to lightly grab the man's clothes, and whispered: "Brother Immortal, are you wearing clouds from the sky?"