In the sixth year of Tang Huichang (846 AD), the boundary of Huayin County on the south bank of the Wei River.

Heavy rain, lightning and thunder in the sky, strong winds, and flickering lights in an abandoned ancient temple.

The temple door was closed, and a bonfire was lit in the dimly lit hall, reflecting the faces of the wood carvings and clay sculptures very hideously.

Only this main hall of the entire ancient temple is relatively complete, although there are a few holes in disrepair, but it can barely shelter from the wind and rain.

Dry straw was spread around the campfire, and three worn-out futons were placed around it.

A young woman sits on a futon with a two- or three-year-old girl in her arms, and the girl is frightened by the thunder outside.

The young woman was seventeen or eighteen years old, very beautiful, dressed in a coarse cloth dress, dressed as an ordinary person, and wrapped a veil around her head.

While coaxing the child, she complained about the man squatting next to her who was adding materials to the bonfire: "Shen Lang, what are you afraid of when you flee so far?" Will they still be able to chase after them? ”

This man's name is Shen Zhao, he is twenty years old, dressed as a scholar, his clothes are half old and half new, he is handsome and has a white face.

He dragged the fence in front of the statues on both sides of the temple, used a small axe to chop firewood, and sent it into the bonfire one by one.

Hearing the young woman's words, Shen Zhao said with a bitter face: "Yan Niang, that person's doorman is really powerful, he has followed him all the way for thousands of miles, but he hasn't been thrown off yet, and he hasn't disappeared until these two days!" ”

This young woman's surname is Liu, the small character Yan Niang, I only heard her say: "This guest's name is Zuo Kui, who was once a thief in Jiangnan, and later fell in love with that person, I heard that martial arts are very powerful, and once killed a tiger with bare hands." ”

Shen Zhao sighed and said: "That person is famous all over the world, and he is a big man, although I am a side branch of the Wuxing Shen family, but I have no fame, if I am caught, I will be ruined and die without a place to be buried!" ”

Yan Niang sighed: "Why am I so miserable! After the famous Jiangnan family, he followed you to the end of the world! ”

"Cousin, you have no name or difference with that person, if you don't steal other people's children, how can they chase after them?"

Yan Niang gritted her teeth and said: "This is the child I gave birth to, I was supposed to marry a good Ming media, but I turned my head to marry someone else, I was unwilling to be a concubine, the woman snatched the child, and said that she gave birth to it!" ”

The girl was crying again, and Yan Niang sighed: "Pee again!" Urging Shen Zhao to say: "Why don't you bring the changed diapers quickly." ”

Shen Zhao took out the washed white diaper from the baggage and said, "Maybe I'm hungry to cry so much!" ”

Yan Niang scolded: "Then you don't want to get food quickly?!" ”

Shen Zhao was embarrassed, hurriedly took out an earthen pot, found a leaky place to catch some rainwater, put some dry food in it, and began to boil porridge.

"Shen Lang, what do you say we should do in the future?" The girl was tired of crying and had fallen asleep, Yan Niang said worriedly while patting her.

"Hey, I don't have anything else to do, I can only read and write, and when I get to Chang'an, I'll see what I can do for a living." That Shen Zhao was also worried, boiled the porridge, and saw that the girl was asleep, so he ate it with Yan Niang.

"I'm really unfilial, my father and mother love me so much, but I ran here with you, and I can't go back, they don't know how to be sad and anxious?!" Yan Niang cried loudly as she spoke, and the girl was woken up and cried together when she saw it.

Yan Niang hurriedly wiped away her tears and coaxed her: "Li'er baby, don't cry, I love you the most for my mother!" ”

Since Yan Niang was pregnant, the person changed her mind, she gave birth in October, and her parents thought it was a scandal, so they sent the child over, and the person has not been in touch since then.

She spent three months sad day and night, but what she waited for was the news of the man's marriage, which was like a bolt from the blue.

That negative person is romantic, and it's time to take her pregnancy to get into the flowers!

Yan Niang hated from love, and took the initiative to commit herself to her cousin Shen Zhao, who had always been devoted to her, and the two planned for more than two years before stealing the girl from her son.

The child is his own flesh and blood, and he fled all the way with fear, taking care of him day and night for so many days, and he was obsessed with it, feeling that death could not be taken away......

At this moment, the temple door suddenly opened, and a tall figure rushed in from the wind and rain, and closed the door with his hand.

The two little lovers were frightened, and they only heard the man say: "Don't be afraid, just passing by, come in and take shelter in the heavy rain, and it is convenient for the two of you." ”

As he spoke, he sat cross-legged on a futon by the campfire, and there was no intention of negotiating.

Yan Niang saw this person take off the hat and untie the robe draped on his body, revealing the Taoist robe he was wearing inside.

This man was about fifty years old, taller than ordinary people, skinny, gray-haired, full of water droplets, looking very embarrassed, he carried a long sword, and actually held a child in his arms.

It was a boy, about eleven or twelve years of age, with long teeth and red lips, and was richly dressed, with a gold collar around his neck and white jade inlaid in the middle.

At this time, the child was already soaking wet, his lips were purple, and he was trembling incessantly.

"Ah, this is frozen, hurry up to the fire and roast, Shen Lang, you go and get two sets of dry clothes for them to change, otherwise you will get a serious illness!" Yan Niang urged Shen Zhao.

The scholar opened his baggage by the fire, which was full of old clothes, and he took out two pieces of his own clothes and brought them over.

"Thank you!" The old Taoist priest took off the child's clothes, and with the help of Shen Zhao, he dried the child's body and changed into clean clothes.

Shen Zhao's clothes were too big for the child, so he took another piece of clothing and helped Lao Dao wrap the child in several layers, put it on the straw by the fire, and lay it on a futon.

There was an old wooden shelf on one side of the main hall, and the scholar used his sleeve to dust off the dust and carry it back to the campfire, wring out the wet clothes that the children had changed out of and drying them.

The girl in Yan Niang's arms was awake at this time, and looked at the little boy with a pair of big curious eyes.

Lao Dao glanced at the girl and asked, "What is this child's name and how old is it?" ”

Yan Niang's heart tightened, and she paused for a moment, thinking that the other party was not the one who was chasing them and had no malicious intent, before she replied: "Your name is ...... The nickname is ...... Whelan...... Two years old! Li'er's name can't be known to outsiders, Huilan is the nickname of one of Yan Niang's nieces, and she blurted out in a hurry.

Lao Dao thought that she was frightened when she suddenly came in, so she couldn't speak, so he nodded slightly apologetically, took a wrench from his wrist and handed it over, and said: "Poor Dao has a relationship with this girl, and she didn't bring anything with her when she traveled in a hurry, so this small object will be used as a meeting gift." ”

Yan Niang hurriedly excused herself: "Old refiner, the first time we met, how did this work?" ”

Taoist priests in the world are generally called alchemists.

During the Three Kingdoms, Sun Quan's beloved concubine Bu refiner was actually the female crown Taoist Bu clan, and the refiner was just an honorific title.

Lao Dao listened to Liu Yanniang's words, smiled slightly, and couldn't help but put the wrench into the girl's little hand.

Yan Niang smiled awkwardly, and when she saw that she couldn't push back, she took a red rope and strung her fingers, hung them around the girl's neck, and thanked Lao Dao on her behalf.

After receiving a gift from someone, it is natural to do something.

Yan Niang put the girl next to the boy, and asked Shen Zhao to bring a dry cloth, and the two of them worked together to dissolve the boy's hair, carefully dried and wrapped it on the top of his head, and then let him lie down on the futon again.

The boy remained unconscious throughout the process, and his little face showed a painful expression from time to time.