The torrential rain was like a note, and silver rain lines fell from the dark sky, mercilessly hitting the little boy who was walking the ground.

The little boy was about ten years old, and he carried a little girl about the same size on his back, and although he walked in the mud with great difficulty, and fell to the ground several times, he immediately got up and carried the girl on his back again.

Wiping a handful of rain from his face, the little boy glanced sideways at the little dark blue face resting on his shoulder, and frowned heavily.

The pouring rain washed the little girl's face without a trace of blood, and she closed her eyes and did not move, and her snort seemed to be nothing.

"An Yun, An Yun, look, there is a house in front, we can go in and take shelter from the rain." The little boy suddenly cried out for joy and shook his shoulders, as if trying to wake up the little girl on his back.

He gasped and looked ahead, and in his blurred vision, a small gray shadow appeared in the silver waterline of the sky, which looked like a temple.

The girl didn't say a word, he tilted his head again, his cheek touched her forehead, and his heart suddenly panicked. There was no trace of warmth on the girl's forehead, it was colder than the rain in the sky, and it was as cold as winter snow.

The boy only felt that his heart was clogged, and a premonition that made him feel extremely frightened could not help but emerge in his heart. He was no stranger to this feeling, and he hated the feeling of despair.

He suddenly started running, in the pouring rain, on the soft and slippery dirt road, carrying the ignorant girl on his back, and running to the hazy gray shadow in front of him.

Only by running with all his strength can he not think crankily, and can he temporarily shake off the thoughts in his mind that make him extremely afraid.

"An Yun, An Yun, you said that we want to live together, and I also promised your father and mother to take care of you, don't sleep, we are almost there. You won't die, you won't die......" he muttered as he ran.

Finally, the boy saw the gray shadow clearly, and it was indeed a temple, but it was dilapidated. The temple door has long been missing, and the door plaque is obliquely falling, and you can vaguely see the three words of mountain temple written on it.

Pushing open the door, a dull smell came, dust accumulated on the ground, and the house was covered with cobwebs. The roof has apparently not been renovated for a long time, and it is leaking everywhere. The statue of the mountain god in front of the offering table is missing, and the bronze lantern next to the statue is still on, emitting a faint and faint light, shining on the head of the mountain god placed upright on the offering table.

The head of the mountain god has a smile on his face, and his two eyes are staring at the boy who stepped into the temple, and behind him is a headless statue, which is terrifying.

The boy shuddered, quickly looked away, did not look at the stone carved head on the offering table, found a corner where there was no rain, and put the girl on his back.

The girl lay on the ground like a puppet, and the boy slapped her face with his hand, and when he saw that she didn't react, he grabbed her shoulder and shook her vigorously.

After a while, he sat down beside her, his dark eyes losing their brilliance......

Suddenly, he burst out crying, shaking the girl's body vigorously while crying, and calling the girl's name loudly: "An Yun, An Yun, An Yun ......"

The cry was full of fear and despair.

The girl's dark face swayed from side to side with his swaying, and the faint green light of the bronze lantern fell on her face, dappled with light and shadow.

Pain......

It's so uncomfortable......

An Yun felt as if he had fallen into the boundless darkness and chaos, unable to see a trace of light, unable to find the slightest way out, and the whole person was completely lost in silence, as if banished by the world to a forgotten ruins.

In the confusion, she only felt that there was no pain in her whole body, and the pain was like a heart-rending pain. She wanted to scream in pain, but she couldn't make a sound, and could only float and sink in this lost dark space.

"Anyun, Anyun, Anyun......"

Who? Who's calling her?

The voice was far away, but it was incomparably clear in the silence of the space. She searched for the source of the sound in a daze, but could not find it.

"Anyun, Anyun, Anyun......"

The voice continued persistently, and she began to look eagerly, looking around.

Suddenly, a little light flashed ahead, small like fireflies in the night, appearing and disappearing.

The voice calling her name seemed to be on the other side of the light.

In the absolute darkness, this little bit of light is enough, and for An Yun, who has long forgotten time in the dark ruins, there is no greater surprise than this.

She struggled towards this point of green light, as slow as an ant, but without stopping.

I don't know how long she crawled in the dark, but she finally arrived.

The glimmering light brought her a glimmer of warmth that she had not seen for a long time, and she let out a silent sigh of contentment, and opened her hands to pounce on the point of light like a moth to a fire.

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"Uh-huh......" A low muffled grunt came from the end of the girl's nose, so light that it was almost inaudible.

The boy, who was crying, froze as if he had been struck by lightning, and after a moment he lowered his head blankly and looked blankly at the girl's face.

An Yun opened her eyes faintly, and when she entered the eyes, she saw a pair of dark and moist eyes like a fawn looking at her without blinking, and those eyes were full of surprise, confusion, doubt, sadness, overwhelm and other complex feelings.

She was stunned, tilted her head back slightly, and when she pulled her gaze away, she realized that the owner of these eyes was a little boy about ten years old. The little boy has a tiger head and a tiger brain, and there are two lines of tears on his round face, as if he has just cried, and there are two teardrops on his long eyelashes.

"Little ......" She just wanted to speak, but found that her throat was sore and dry, and she couldn't help coughing.

The boy blinked, and the two teardrops hanging from his eyelashes immediately fell, and suddenly he cried again with a "wow".

An Yun was startled, she even forgot to cough, seeing that he was crying so much, as if she had been greatly wronged, she had lived for more than 500 years, but it was the first time she encountered a child crying, and she didn't know how to react.

Frowning and enduring his magic voice for a while, seeing that he didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, An Yun had no choice but to say in a hoarse voice: "What are you crying about?" ”

She didn't ask, but when she asked, the little boy cried even louder, not only crying, but also scooping her up from the ground, holding her in his arms and crying and shouting: "An Yun, you scared me to death, I thought you were dead, woo woo woo ......"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The little boy didn't know if he was too excited or because he was born with great strength, and he was almost out of breath when he hugged her, but he couldn't break free from a child's embrace as a dignified Jindan late monk.

Finally broke free from his arms in a hurry, An Yun hurriedly moved away from him, put his hands in front of him, looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "Child, do you know me?" ”

He knew her name, and he was so close to her, he must have known her, but she obviously had no impression of the child. An Yun was puzzled, she didn't seem to be so close to any child in her memory.

The boy's face changed, he looked at her in surprise, and reached out to her forehead.

"What are you doing?" An Yun dodged his hand, for fear that he would be hugged by him again, and this old life would be explained here. The dignified Jindan late-stage monk was hugged to death by a child, and this reputation was enough to shake the entire cultivation world.

"An Yun, you, don't scare me......" The boy's expression was almost aggrieved: "I'm Qi Hao, have you forgotten?" We are a village, growing up together. As he spoke, he tried to probe her forehead with his hand.

Qi Hao? Growing up together?

An Yun opened his hand: "Nonsense, I'm more than five hundred years old, you are no more than ten years old at most, how can you grow up together?" ”

Qi Hao was in a hurry, his eyes were suddenly full of tears again, and he said with a crying voice: "An Yun, you, you are really sick, maybe your brain was damaged by the rain." You're ten years old, too, and we were born in the same year. You're more than 500 years old, and you're not an old monster. ”

Thinking that she had worked hard to carry her into the temple all the way and cried for so long, she actually forgot about herself, and couldn't help crying again: "You have no conscience, you actually forgot me, in vain I was so good to you, woo woo woo ......"

Suddenly thinking that she was just sick in the rain and didn't remember herself, Qi Hao hurriedly stopped crying, looked up at her and comforted: "An Yun, don't be afraid, I won't leave you alone, you are just sick, I will find a doctor to cure you." ”

An Yun couldn't cry or laugh, looking at Qi Hao's serious expression on his face, he really couldn't understand whether he was sick or confused, so he had to say perfunctorily: "Okay, thank you, I remember you, your name is Qi Hao." ”

She felt a little cold, looked down at the shabby clothes on her body that were soaked and couldn't see the color, and then looked at Qi Hao's, and asked, "Why are we all wet?" As he spoke, he stood up and looked around as he walked.

This place is weird, how could I be here? Strange children, shabby clothes, abandoned mountain temples......

Could it be that he inadvertently broke into some phantom array?

It's such a powerful formation, it's simply flawless, it's the same as the real environment, and I've been studying the formation since I cultivated, and I can't even tell what kind of phantom formation this is.

Qi Hao also stood up with her and pointed to the dense rain line outside the temple gate: "It suddenly rained heavily on the road, the road was slippery, you fell and fainted, I carried you to the temple." ”

"Oh, thank you, Qi Hao." An Yun turned his head and smiled at him, but the smile suddenly froze on his face, and his mind was blank like a bolt of lightning.

It turned out that Qi Hao followed her footsteps and walked behind her, she turned her head, but found that she needed to look up at him. She raised her hand and looked at her thin arm, the tiny palm...... This is clearly the body of a little girl.

An Yun took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, closed his eyes and pinched his hands, and secretly operated his spiritual power. After a moment, she opened her eyes, her eyes horrified - there was not the slightest spiritual power in her dantian.

"An Yun, are you okay?" Qi Hao asked with a concerned expression.

I'm afraid this is not the Phantom Array, and it is impossible for the Phantom Array to let her know who it is, but it can also change her body and imprison her cultivation. This is incompatible with the laws of heaven and is absolutely impossible.

So......

An Yun looked at Qi Hao's worried face in a daze, and what he had just said flashed in his mind.

"We grew up together in the same village."

"You're only ten years old, we were born in the same year, how can you be more than five hundred years old?"

"You scared me to death, I thought you were dead......"

……

In this way, he is really the An Yun that Qi Hao knows, and he is a companion who grew up with him.

So, who is the self who has cultivated for more than 500 years and has gone through hardships to become the Jindan Avenue?

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