In the first year after the ghost lord Mo Han's soul was scattered, the winter in the clouds came very early that year, and the yellow leaves on the branches of the trees all over the mountains had not had time to completely fade, but the snowflakes in the sky were sprinkled to the earth one after another.

It was also the first year that the ghost lord Mo Han's soul was scattered, and the snow in the clouds was particularly heavy that year, and the sky in the clouds was gray all winter, and there was almost no clearing. The streets are often closed for days, and the small shops along the streets are no longer open as usual. In the small restaurant, a few well-connected buddies often get together, a few people hot a pot of hot wine, ask for a few side dishes, sit around a table, and spend the leisure and boring time in the winter when the snow covers the mountains.

When the warm spring sun finally lifted the layers of dark clouds and sprinkled the first rays of sunlight on the earth in the clouds, the whole cloud was still covered in silver makeup.

Ming Haoqi gently pushed open the door, he couldn't remember how long he hadn't been out of the room, the white snow in all directions made him slightly unable to open his eyes, the courtyard had just been cleaned yesterday, and a thick layer of snow had fallen at night. Ming Haoqi raised his hand to cover his eyes slightly, the sun that had not been seen for a long time was obliquely reflected on his face, warm, "It seems that this should be the last snow", he sighed in his heart, turned around and closed the door, greeted the warm sun of early spring, and walked towards the courtyard.

Ming Haoqi didn't take a few steps before he stopped, and his eyes fell on the hibiscus tree not far from the courtyard, and at this time, under the bare hibiscus tree, there was a baby lying quietly.

Ming Haoqi walked quickly to the bottom of the tree, leaned over and stretched out his hand to hold the child in his arms, the child in his arms did not look like a full moon, but his eyes were wide open, staring at Ming Haoqi without blinking, without the slightest fear of life.

Although it was very cold outside the house at this time, and the child didn't know how long he had been in the snow, his body was not as cold as Ming Haoqi imagined, but even so, Ming Haoqi still ripped off his clothes and wrapped him gently, turned around and hurried back to the room.

After returning to the room, Ming Haoqi first put the child on the bed, and then took the quilt and wrapped him tightly again.

Ming Haoqi looked at the child on the bed carefully, he looked no different from ordinary children, but for some reason, since just now, Ming Haoqi has always felt that something is missing, but he can't say what is missing. He approached the bed gently, and the little child, who was sucking his fingers, saw him and grinned suddenly.

At this time, Ming Haoqi finally realized the problem, this child seemed to have been not crying or making trouble since the moment he found him under the tree just now, very quiet, and now even if he was laughing, he never made a sound at all. If it weren't for Ming Haoqi going out, this child might have been lying under the tree silently like this, not knowing when he would be found. In fact, even Ming Haoqi didn't know when he came here and how long he had been lying under the tree.

Ayin is a mute man who has never spoken, and he does not speak not because he cannot hear, but because he was born without a tongue, so it is not that he does not want to speak, but that he cannot speak. However, although Ayin can't speak, he is extremely smart, he can watch everything once, and he will never forget it when he knows it, which is a real ability to remember and forget.

No one in the entire cloud knew Ayin's background, and no one knew why he appeared in Budu, but Ayin knew very well in his heart that the first person he saw when he came here was the person he had been looking for, because they had a common person to wait for, and although the years were long, they had no regrets.

Ayin's tenth year by Ming Haoqi's side is also his tenth year in the clouds.

In the past ten years, he has stayed by Ming Haoqi's side all day, and has never been out of this courtyard, Ming Haoqi has taught him to write, draw, sword, cultivate immortals, and so on, but he has never taught him to speak.

That day, Ayin sat alone under the hibiscus tree in the courtyard, this season, when the hibiscus flowers bloomed, a shower last night knocked down the flowers of a tree, and the hibiscus flowers fell to the ground in the early morning, Ayin sat under the tree at this time, leaning on the hibiscus tree, and the nose was filled with the sweet taste of flowers.

At this time, the courtyard door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and Ayin saw a white figure walking in.

The courtyard where Ming Haoqi lives is in the northwest corner of Budu, which is very remote, and few people come here, plus he has never asked about things in the sect in the past few years, so except for Ming Haoqi, Ayin rarely sees anyone else here.

Ayin smelled a lot of wine from afar, although there was a lot of wine in the Ming Haoqi courtyard, but Ayin rarely saw him drink, once Ayin couldn't help but be curious and secretly tasted a sip of wine in the jar, the taste was spicy and sweet, sweet and a little spicy, both fragrant and delicious, but at this time the air was very smelly, and even a little pungent, so he couldn't help frowning.

Ayin stood up from under the tree, patted the dirt off his clothes, and looked at the visitor. After he saw clearly the person standing in the courtyard at this time, a little displeasure flashed on his childish face.

At this time, the visitor also saw Ayin, only to see him carefully look at the young man in front of him, and after a while, he said, "You are the little mute?" After the words came out, the man seemed to realize that what he had just said was inappropriate, so without waiting for Ah Yin to respond, he immediately spoke again, "Where is Ah Heng?" This time, although there was a hint of eagerness to conceal it, his tone was as cold and majestic as ever.

Ah Yin clenched his fists with both hands, ignored him, glared at the visitor fiercely, and turned to walk towards the house.

Zhong Yang has been in a very bad mood these days, over the years, there have been many big and small things in the clouds, often a wave of unsettled waves, he has been entangled in trivial matters all day long, and he is anxious, but Ming Haoqi chooses to ignore all this, often for a few months, the two of them can't say a few words. The reason why Ming Haoqi became the way she is now, everyone who experienced that incident back then knows why, but more than ten years have passed since that incident, and Zhong Yang thinks that he should also let go.

Zhong Yang had forgotten how many years he hadn't drunk alcohol, but recently, there have been troubles in the clouds, and Lin Qingfeng has been in retreat for a long time, and the last straw that crushed him yesterday finally came, although it was still some trivial matters, but the anger he had pented up for so many years could no longer be suppressed, and it completely exploded at that moment. After the others left, Zhong Yang carried a jar of wine alone and drank in the room for a whole night. As soon as dawn, he walked out of the room drunk, and came to Ming Haoqi in a daze.

In fact, after Zhong Yang found out that he came here, he was already sober, he lingered outside the door for a long time, and finally made up his mind, and pushed the door and walked in with only a trace of wine. Unexpectedly, he finally made up his mind, but now when he came in, he was ignored by a child, and he instantly felt very unhappy in his heart.

Although Zhong Yang saw Ayin for the first time today, he had heard a little about the child in front of him, and he even asked him about him from the few people who had seen this child, intentionally or unintentionally. It's not that Zhong Yang is idle, but it is estimated that everyone in the cloud has such doubts, Ming Haoqi has a kind personality, treats people gently, and treats everyone like this, even if he is a stranger, he has never treated him differently, but after a long time, it often makes people who want to get close to him feel very powerless, not that Ming Haoqi is alienated from them, but that he is like this to everyone, they will never be able to really enter Ming Haoqi's heart, of course, these people do not include Mo Han. Now there is another person, and that is Ayin. A child of unknown origin, Ming Haoqi was able to keep him by his side and take care of him for ten years, which shows that this child has an extraordinary meaning to him.

Seeing that Ayin was about to push the door and enter the house, Zhong Yang hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his shoulder, and said angrily, "Is this how Ming Haoqi taught you?" Don't even know the most basic hospitality? ”

Ah Yin turned around, waved away the hand that Zhong Yang grabbed on his shoulder, glared at him coldly, ignored him, turned around and continued to walk forward.

After such a while, Zhong Yang was glared at twice by the same child, and ignored it twice, the anger in his heart finally couldn't be suppressed, and the alcohol was completely sober. I saw that he pulled out the sword in his hand with a "poof", and the icy sword that had not been unsheathed for a long time emitted an icy sword light, pointing directly in the direction of Ayin.

At this time, Ah Yin was no longer able to dodge, or he had no intention of dodging at all, only to see him stretch out a hand, grasp the stabbing ice, almost the same moment as he held the sword in his hand, blood spread out along his fingers, drop by drop, down the blade of the sword to the slightly damp ground.

Zhong Yang was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly wanted to recall Bing Rin, but who knew that Ah Yin always refused to let go, and for a while, the situation became a little out of Zhong Yang's control. Zhong Yang took a step forward and stretched out his hand to take Bing Rin back from Ayin's hands, but at this time, he only heard a "squeak", the door behind Ayin was opened from the inside, and Ming Haoqi walked out of the room.

"A-Yin......", Ming Haoqi saw the scene in front of her, and softly called A-Yin's name.

The moment Ah Yin saw Ming Haoqi, his hand was already loosened, and with Ming Haoqi's opening, the sword also fell to the ground with a "dang bang", Ah Yin hurriedly ran behind Ming Haoqi, his bloody little hands grabbed his clothes tightly, leaving a string of small bloody handprints on the white Lingyun suit around his waist.

Ming Haoqi reached out and patted Ayin's head gently, and said in a harmonious voice, "Ayin, be good." ”

Although the fragrance of hibiscus flowers was strong in the air, Ming Haoqi still smelled a lot of wine, he raised his eyes to look at Zhong Yang, frowned almost inaudibly, and said lightly, "Early in the morning, what is the matter with Senior Brother coming to me?" ”