The old man slumped down on the chair, his face was full of disbelief, he had been waiting for five years, looking forward to the stars and the moon, looking forward to the Taoist, thinking that God couldn't bear to leave regrets before his death, and after his death, let Xiao Yunxiao live happily all the time, but in the end, who would have thought that this was just a misunderstanding?

He thought of the letter again, the bloody letter that Yunxiao had placed in his arms while he was still in swaddling clothes, and it clearly stated the deadline of one month, but he had waited for five years.

In five years, in those countless days and nights, he watched the child grow up slowly in his arms, from babbling to the crisp grandfather, and then to Yunxiao's carefree smile when the two were dependent on each other, he would be very gratified, but at the same time, he would feel reluctant, unwilling to let go of the future one day, Yunxiao would completely leave him and return to his real home. But compared to this, what the old man doesn't want is that Yunxiao doesn't even know his life experience and family when he grows up.

He wanted Yunxiao to know that he was a person, just like everyone in this world, born into this world with the endless love of his parents, and had many, many relatives who were related by blood, and these people were waiting for him, waiting for the day when he would go back.

So for the sake of the clouds, in order to let the mysterious person in that rainy night find himself clearly, the old man did not even change the wooden door that was already broken, and insisted on living in this cold and damp wooden house. Although there is a bank card in the envelope, and the money in the card is enough for him and Yunxiao to live a carefree life for a lifetime.

But it's been five years! The old man did not wait for the slightest news. Sometimes he couldn't help but stare at the half-half wooden door, and he would wonder if he was old and delusional, because there was never a rainy night, and there was no bloody letter, and Yunxiao was his real grandson.

But fantasy is always fantasy, every time he looks at the bright star-like eyes of the clouds, the old man will break that somewhat selfish fantasy, but more often than not, he is worried, worried about the stranger's situation, and... After his death, he will live in the future.

The old man couldn't help but lower his head at this time, his pale hair covering his eyes, giving people a feeling of death. He really couldn't wait any longer, he couldn't wait to hand Yunxiao into that person's hands.

Because now, he has only five hours left to live. This is not to say that he is afraid of death, he has lived long enough, and he has long wanted to be reunited with his wife who has been dead for many years. So what he is afraid of is not death, but the loneliness and helplessness of the clouds after his death.

As long as he thought that Yunxiao would stand helplessly and desperately on the street one day in the future, shouting grandpa, grandpa, but no one looked at him, the old man felt like a knife, if that was the case, he would really be unwilling to die!

Standing beside him, the Taoist also felt the old man's desolate and desperate mood, and couldn't bear to persuade, "The old man doesn't have to be too sad, as the saying goes, you will get together when you have a fate, and you can't force it when you don't have a fate!" If the person you're waiting for doesn't come now, you're doomed to miss each other, so let it go with the wind! The most important thing now is to deal with the aftermath and don't let Yunxiao be too sad, after all, this kid is too dependent on you! '

"Is there a fate? … Missed out? The old man came to his senses, and then leaned over and let out a long sigh, "Perhaps?" I really didn't have a chance with him! Alas! I didn't expect that I had waited for five years, and in the end it turned out to be nothing! ”

The Taoist saluted with one hand, and sang a very solemn trumpet, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" ”

The old man raised his head and forced a smile, but the dead gray in his eyes was still spreading, "Thank you for your guidance, I should indeed seize the time to think about Yunxiao now, he is still so young, alas!" ”

"You don't have to worry too much!" The Taoist shook his head and said with relief, "I have been walking in this world for many years, but I have also practiced a little face-to-face technique, I see that the clouds are bright, the heavens are full, and the earlobes are not thick but very round, it is a blessed face, plus his heart is good and filial, I think that no matter where I go, it will be smooth sailing, food and clothing!" ”

The old man was convinced of his words at this time, and a trace of excitement suddenly flashed in his eyes, "Really? ”

"Really!" The Taoist nodded very seriously and said with a smile, "This is my signature, and cultivators don't tell lies!" ”

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, he finally smiled, and finally kept muttering, "That's good... That's good..."

Seeing that he finally had a trace of anger, the Taoist smiled with relief in his heart, although the Nine Dragons Huitian Needle can renew people's lives, but if a person has the will to die, the effect will be greatly reduced, after all, from a medical point of view, talent is the main body, and acupuncture is only an auxiliary. If you don't want to live, I'm afraid that even if the Great Luo Immortal descends to earth, he won't be able to save you.

And the Taoist didn't lie, he had long been accustomed to seeing all kinds of things in the world, only at the first glance of seeing the clouds, he saw that this child would definitely achieve something when he grew up, and then he knew that he also had a god such as blood dragon jade, the strength of luck can be imagined, if it is not good luck with such luck, I am afraid that no one will have smooth sailing!

The Taoist sat on the chair by himself, picked up the tea on the table and tasted it slowly, but he did not disturb the old man's hard meditation, this was his family affair after all, and the Taoist felt that he had already done everything he could.

As the saying goes, meeting is fate, and out of great love and curiosity for Xiao Yunxiao, the Taoist came to this trip, and at the same time made an exception to save the old man, but at this time fate is over, he is also leaving, although he is a little reluctant to the child, but he will never interfere with too much time in life.

The old man was thinking about it, but he had no clue in his heart, he was just a lonely old man who had been disheartened since his wife's death, and his contact with his relatives had long been cut off, and there were only a few hours left now, how could he settle Yunxiao? And who can reassure him?

He thought, his eyes unconsciously swept around the room, trying to find a clue, but at this time there was nothing around him except for the table, chair and Taoist, which made him smile bitterly, there was something that was getting more and more blocked in his heart, and then he smiled and smiled, and his expression suddenly froze.

The old man's body trembled suddenly, and he instantly thought of a place to go, and this feeling of excitement made his face suddenly turn red, and even his hands and feet couldn't help but tremble, as if he was returning to the light before he died.

The Taoist was stunned, wrinkled his brows and asked, What's wrong with you? ”

A glimmer of hope flashed in the old man's eyes, like the last flash of a lit match in the darkness, and he asked in a trembling voice, "I... I want to ask, the Taoist can... Have a family? ”

"This... Well, no! The Taoist looked at the old man's nervous expression, and finally replied.

"Do you have children?"

"No, no! What are you doing......? ”

The old man stood up suddenly, grabbed his hand excitedly and asked further, "Then do you like the clouds?" Do you think he's very well-behaved? ”

The Taoist was shocked, and said, "Uh... This one... Right! Yunxiao is indeed very kind......"

"Then take him in! Let him follow you and grow up to provide for you in your old age, okay? ”

"Well... Oh... Yes?! You... What did you say? The Taoist was stunned for two seconds, and then jumped up in shock, and even the teacup in his hand fell crookedly on the table.

The old man grabbed the Taoist stubbornly, like grasping the last straw that saved his life, "I have no children and no daughters in my life, only Yunxiao, a small grandson, and now I am about to die, I really can't bear to watch him become a beggar in the future, so I want to entrust him to the Taoist chief, so that he can grow up with you safely, so that I can rest assured!" ”

"But... But... This one... That, how is that possible? When the Taoist heard this, he couldn't even react for a moment, and he said incoherently.

The bang made the Taoist startled again, and when he turned his head, he found that the old man next to him was already kneeling on the ground, and the old man who had never begged anyone in his life was trembling and prostrate on the ground, his eyes full of tears.

"I also know that this matter will be troublesome, but the old man really can't help it! For the sake of me, I am dying, and take in my poor grandson! Whining...! ”