Zhuxian Ertianhuo

The rain and sunshine come back, pattering, icy cold.

Yan Xiaoan carried wild boar in one hand and vegetables in the other, and walked home slowly in the rain.

It is very common for practitioners to use spiritual energy to avoid obstacles and move forward, regardless of people's eyes, not to mention that there are few people on the rainy street now.

The rain cannot enter the barrier, and a water curtain is formed one foot in front of him, but the wind can invade, so he still feels the cold wind.But at this moment, his heart felt a little warm, and the cold wind seemed to be nothing.

Recalling the scene just now, a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

He was hiding under the eaves, staring at the sky in a daze, his thin body allowed the cold to wreak havoc.When the wind and rain came, the people on the street had long since disappeared.After an unknown amount of time, the shop owners on the street came back to the shop one after another, and suddenly found Yan Xiaoan shivering in the corner.

The bosses around such a special Yan Xiaoan have known each other for a long time, and they are very familiar.Especially because such a handsome kid is actually doing such a bloody job, and his uncle, the owner, seems to be planning to make money from this shop, hire a guy to take care of it, let his nephew do it, relax at home, and don't work in southern Xinjiang The man is the most despised, so Yan Hui attracted thousands of people to curse, if Yan Hui knew about this situation, he didn't know what expression he would make.But this actually made more people feel sorry for Yan Xiaoan.

Hurry up to pull him up, in this autumn rain, without Yan Xiaoan explaining anything, Aunt Zhou who sells vegetables at the opposite shop can't stand it anymore, and has already started cursing his uncle.Not only Aunt Zhou, but also the uncle at the adjacent shop, and Jin Zhuni, who sells rouge and gouache at the shop diagonally opposite, all frowned at each other.

In the eyes of the nearby residents, Yan Xiaoan was just a poor child. He had no mother since he was a child, and only had a nasty uncle.He was forced to kill pigs and animals every day to do bloody things. He was still such a cute little child, and everyone pitied him.The women of the five ethnic groups are warm-hearted and kind. If Yan Xiaoan hadn't been speaking well of his uncle, Aunt Zhou would have carried Yan Xiaoan to Yanhui's place to ask for justice.

At this time, in their eyes, Yan Xiaoan is just a grass in the wind and rain, and it makes others feel sad.Aunt Zhou couldn't help but drag Yan Xiaoan to her shop to avoid the rain and cold, which made Yan Xiaoan very embarrassed.

Aunt Zhou exchanged pleasantries, and Yan Xiaoan said that she had to deal with it. After understanding her intentions, Aunt Zhou stuffed Yan Xiaoan with a large bundle of vegetables and told him to go back and eat.

When the rain stopped for a while, the uncle next door unlocked the butcher's shop, and cursed in a low voice at the butcher's clerk for not doing his job properly.

Yan Xiaoan took the meat and vegetables, took advantage of the rain just stopped, and hurried home after saying goodbye.

Not long after I left, the rain came again, and the weather in southern Xinjiang was really changeable.In this way, Yan Xiaoan was not in a hurry anymore, his true energy spread on his body, and he walked home slowly.

He looked down at the green vegetables, smiled again, and thought, "The green vegetables in autumn are not cheap."

At the door of the house, stepping on the stone steps, stepping on a splash of water, pushing the door open, uncle was looking at him with a smile.Putting the things they brought back into the kitchen with Yan Xiaoan, Yan Hui turned around and stretched out his hands to rub Yan Xiaoan's wet head, and said with a smile, "I'll cook right away."

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After the meal, the rain began to clear, only a few clouds remained.

Yan Xiaoan couldn't bear it anymore, her face was quite serious, her eyes were fixed on her uncle without blinking.Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he said cautiously: "Uncle, I have completed this trial..."

Yan Hui nodded, and said: "I went to the pile of rocks to see, and you have killed the demon wolf. The task is considered complete."

Yan Xiaoan was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "Then..."

Yan Hui sighed, and said: "I know what you want to ask, and I will tell you what I can tell you." His tone paused, "Your father is dead!"

Yan Xiaoan's body trembled violently. Even though he had prepared for it, it was still difficult to accept it from his uncle's mouth, and his last glimmer of hope was shattered.I closed my eyes, feeling extremely disappointed and frustrated.

Yan Hui looked at Yan Xiaoan quietly, without saying anything.

Yan Xiaoan lowered her head, and it took a while to recover, then raised her head and asked, "Then... where is my mother?"

Yan Hui looked at Yan Xiaoan's current state, his eyes watered, looking pitiful.It seemed that he didn't want to hit the child anymore, and he said, "Your mother's affairs are complicated and complicated. You are too weak now, so I can't tell you whether you are alive or dead."

"Then when will I know?" Yan Xiaoan asked immediately.

"Wait until you are stronger than me!"

Yan Xiaoan was taken aback, in his heart, his uncle was like an insurmountable god, the strongest person in the world, would he become stronger than him?is it possible?I'm still so weak, that's why Cang Song treats me like meat on a chopping board.Perhaps it is really 'the weak are not qualified to know the truth'.

Yan Hui continued: "Your father was killed by someone, and I know who the murderer is, but I can't avenge this revenge." Yan Hui's voice was calm, but it sounded like needle pricks in Yan Xiaoan's ears, staring at him. Big eyes, fixedly staring at uncle.

"When you grow up and have the ability, I will tell you everything."

Yan Xiaoan gritted her teeth, is there any enemy that uncle can't do anything about?How powerful would that be?Then what is he worth?But at this moment, Yan Xiaoan clenched her teeth, not only was she not afraid, but the desire to become stronger was stronger than ever before.

Yan Hui knew that there was no rush for this kind of thing, so he had to proceed step by step and let him accept it slowly.He didn't say anything more, and said in a calm tone: "Go back to your room and rest first, you should pay more attention to rest when you wake up just now."

Yan Xiaoan nodded, but anyone could tell that he was no longer in that mood.

Yan looked back at him with a smile, rubbed his head vigorously, and said: "Look up, let me tell you one more thing, you also know that I am the Qinglong envoy of the Ghost King Sect, and I can't live here forever , I will go back to Zongli after a while. You will also have a long trip in the near future. It will be far away, and you will not come back for many years. In the past few days, say goodbye to your friends more often.”

Yan Xiaoan straightened her hair and said, "Do I want to go to Ghost King Sect with you?"

"I won't tell you yet."

Yan Xiaoan was stunned for a moment, Yan Hui patted his head again, and the hair he had just done was messed up again.

Yan Xiaoan was very reluctant in his heart, at first he still complained in his heart that he promised to keep half of the things he promised, so he secretly decided: Next time, he will secretly shave his hair short and tie him.

Unexpectedly, Yan Hui suddenly said: "I'll shave your hair short in a while."

"what?"

"Save that when you go out in the future, others will always treat you as a girl" said with a smile. "Let's go play first, I'm going to clean the dishes."

At night, in the room, Yan Xiaoan's lovely face was full of worries.It was difficult to fall asleep after tossing and turning, so I simply turned over, lit a candle, and sat at the desk, but I was stunned for a long time and didn't know what to do.He casually took out a medical book from the bookshelf, turned to the page with the bookmark, stared at it for a long time, but didn't read a single word, and didn't focus on the book at all.He took out another piece of paper from the drawer, and silently wrote down the words written on the wooden board of Shiwan Dashan.But my heart kept thinking about my uncle's words

"Uncle didn't tell me about my mother, which means she might still be alive. It's just that I'm not qualified to know now. This may be the only good news today."

"Father was killed by someone, and uncle knows who it is. But, why can't uncle even do anything to take revenge?" Yan Hui was absolutely invincible in Yan Xiaoan's heart. After thinking about it late at night, Cangsong looked repaired. The Taoist who is Tongxuan is not an opponent of my uncle, there should be no one who my uncle can't beat, and if there is one, it is rare.But why can't uncle take revenge?Yan Xiaoan thought hard, it is absolutely impossible that his uncle lost.After thinking hard, he finally thought of a possibility.

"My uncle told me before that 'human beings exist in this world, and all things are controlled, and it is impossible to do whatever they want, and sometimes they can't help themselves. My father took revenge." It was the only way to go, Yan Xiaoan could never think of the second possibility.

"Then I'm the only one who will take revenge." Yan Xiaoan clenched her pen tightly and said to herself, "I want to become stronger, I want to know where my mother is, whether she is dead or alive, I also want to know What happened back then, who destroyed my home!"

Yan Xiaoan took a deep breath, his eyes sparkling.Picking up the piece of paper just now, facing the candlelight, through the chaotic ink, we can vaguely see clusters of abstract flames, burning blazingly, almost coming out of the paper.

Yan Xiaoan pressed his fingers hard, and with a whoosh, the ink paper ignited in an instant, the flames were fierce and dazzling!

It has been three days since the first autumn rain came, but when the autumn rain started, it seemed to be out of control, back and forth, cloudy and sunny, just like people's mood.

It happened to be sunny today, there were chirping birds outside the house, and the breeze was blowing. It was a rare and poetic day.

Yan Hui called Yan Xiaoan to him again.Both of them were sitting on the stone steps in front of the stone house, one on the left and the other on the right, facing the houses in the east, facing the vast sky and earth, and the sun was shining brightly.The back is against the stone house, and the stone house is back against Mashou Mountain.

Yan Hui stretched out his hand and touched Xiao An's head, feeling that the newly shaved hair stubble was very hard, which was really a bit prickly.On the contrary, Yan Xiaoan felt a little chilly.

"Xiao An, I know you still have a lot to ask me. I will tell you the other part that I can tell you today."

Yan Xiaoan nodded heavily.His eyes flickered, and he pretended to be listening carefully.

"I have already told you about the schools of sects in today's world, big and small families, and you should understand that I am the Azure Dragon Envoy of the Ghost King Sect."

Yan Xiaoan nodded, as if listening quietly.

Yan Hui continued: "Ghost King Sect, the low-key sect has almost disappeared over the years. Many sects of aristocratic families have thought that Ghost King Sect has fallen and it is difficult to reappear. But only some thousand-year-old sects still know that Ghost King Sect has a deep foundation. Just wait for the time to move."

Speaking of this, Yan Hui paused, and then said: "In those years, we retreated to the south and helped the great wizard integrate the five clans. After that, it was about 11 years ago. It should be because of my mistake, or because people's hearts are too vicious Well, it caused an irreparable big mistake."

Yan Hui seemed to sigh slightly, Yan Xiaoan turned to look at his uncle, but his uncle was very calm, but it was not difficult to find the deep grief in the depth of his eyes looking into the distance.

"It was a shocking event, but the waves didn't spread, they were forcibly suppressed in an instant, so very few people knew about it. That is to say, you have suffered from this incurable cold disease since then .”

Yan Hui deliberately didn't say what happened at that time, but it's not hard for Yan Xiaoan to imagine what kind of war must have happened at that time, and the situation must have been so chaotic, tragic and indescribable that even his uncle couldn't protect him.

"Even though I was a ghost doctor under my teacher, and boasted of my superb medical skills and proficiency in alchemy, I tried my best but couldn't save your life. In the end, it was the great wizard who sacrificed decades of life to save you."

"Great wizard?"

Yan Xiaoan frowned and thought deeply, Great Wizard, this is the second time I have heard my uncle mention him.The Great Wizard is the supreme spiritual and action leader of the five tribes.Although Yan Xiaoan did not regard the great wizard as a god like the other five clansmen, but after so long in Qilidong Tao Xun, he was full of admiration for this mysterious great wizard in his heart.She also secretly looked at the altar on the mountainside, and secretly talked about how powerful the great wizard is, but she didn't expect that she had such a relationship with the great wizard and had such a great kindness for herself.

"That's right, when you grow up, remember to repay him well, he is your great benefactor."

Yan Xiaoan nodded, silently remembering this person she had never met before.

Yan Hui continued: "You have to explore the things back then, which can be considered as an encouragement to your growth. In contrast, what worries me more is your body. Although after this experience, you have encountered many adventures... The quality has improved slightly, but it is not optimistic."

Yan Hui paused and glanced at Yan Xiaoan again.

"Each attack of the cold is stronger than the last, and I can't suppress it if this continues. It is very likely that you will not be able to wake up again next time."

Yan Xiaoan remained silent, without being shocked, waiting for his uncle's next words, he knew that since his uncle said so, there must be a way.

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"There is only one person in this world who can save you. He is in Qingyunmen. If you go to find him, you can only go there alone."

Yan Xiaoan could no longer be calm, but the simple words of his uncle just now exploded in his mind like thunder.I have said that I want to travel far, but these few days I feel so depressed that I don’t realize it at all. I will go alone. If I have to leave for many years, it must be recorded in years to cure the cold and unmentionable diseases.

"Uncle...just...just me."

"Uncle, uncle." Yan replied with a smile, "I am a member of the Demon Sect's Ghost King Sect, so it is impossible for me to go to the Qingyun Sect, which is still the leader of the righteous way. And you will always grow up, so you cannot always be by my side. "Yan Hui patted his head dotingly again, but it was still prickly.

"Is there no other way?" The voice sounded like it was about to cry.Yan Xiaoan had no mother since she was a child, and depended on her uncle for life. The depth of her dependence on her uncle is hard to describe in words.

"Don't you want to become stronger? Don't you want to know about your parents? It's too comfortable to be around me. Qingyunmen is the best place to hone you. There are exercises that have been passed down for thousands of years-Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao, and The elite disciples gathered from all over the world can also communicate with them more." Yan Hui, who was surprisingly not strict, persuaded Yan Xiaoan to go to Qingyunmen to seek medical advice.

Yan Xiaoan sniffled, felt the warm big hand covering her head, and choked up for a while, the chances of stabbing him will be less in the future.Gritting his teeth secretly, he said, "Okay, I'll go!"

Yan Hui nodded with a smile, stood up, and let out a sigh of relief, "Okay, let's go play."

Yan Xiaoan suddenly raised his head and said, "Uncle, I have one more thing to ask you."

Yan Hui was startled, then seemed to suddenly remember something, and said, "Oh, I won't tell you about the secret room in my room."

And Yan Xiaoan shook his head as if he knew that his uncle would answer the secret room in this way, obviously what he wanted to ask was not this matter.But if the great wizard knows what Yan Hui said at that time, it’s okay to just perfunctory like this, I don’t know if the great wizard will be speechless for a while

"I want to ask, is that Cangsong... dead?"

Yan Hui frowned suddenly, "Not dead."

"Then who is he?" Yan Xiaoan hurriedly asked.

Yan Hui raised his eyes to the north, his eyes flickered, and said, "He is a lone wolf!"

Yan Hui took another breath, and said with heavy words:

"Qingyun's lone wolf!"

Yan Xiaoan looked at his uncle, hesitated for a moment, and quietly went back to the room.

Yan Hui looked north, the autumn wind was blowing gently, and the green clothes fluttered.He suddenly smiled softly.

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Autumn rain is still cloudy and cloudy.

For the past seven days, Yan Xiaoan has not been idle, visiting relatives and friends farewell, friends laughed at his short short hair, they couldn't help but feel sad, even neighbors and villagers sighed.

Until now, Yan Xiaoan's mind is still filled with the sad face of Ah Lei who wants to cry but stops.

In the early morning of this day, the sky was gloomy and the wind was blowing, as if parting should be such a weather to match the mood.

Yan Hui packed his luggage at the end and gave instructions earnestly.

Yan Xiaoan was about to go on a long trip, so he had already changed into the clothes that people from the Central Plains often wear, a water-green gown.Yan Xiaoan was quite unaccustomed to wearing a long gown for the first time, and it was very funny to squirm in front of the mirror.Normally, he would have laughed and complained long ago, but now he couldn't laugh at all, and he didn't want to complain, because today, he was leaving.