In the middle of winter, the snow is falling, ten miles of mountains, uninhabited, a dilapidated thatched house stands lonely in the silver-white world, like a boat in the sea, which may be annihilated by this huge wind and snow at any time. Outside the house is icy and snowy, and the inside of the house is also full of light, Yuan Xiaotian is wrapped in a torn jacket, curled up on a couch paved with straw, he is sometimes awake, sometimes confused, on the fireplace in front of him, an orange flame is struggling.

"Who are you and where are you going?"

Yuan Xiaotian closed his eyes and whispered that in his sleep, an old man in a white robe was riding a donkey past him at this time, Yuan Xiaotian wiped his eyes, and the old man smiled and pointed at Yuan Xiaotian, as if he had something to say.

After the old man disappeared, Yuan Xiaotian saw his biological parents again, they were so kind, so gentle, Yuan Xiaotian wanted to rush forward, but everything turned into a bubble in an instant.

"Who are you?"

Yuan Xiaotian turned around and saw a young man with a majestic figure, this young man was dressed in a purple robe, carrying a long sword, holding a Xuanmen magic weapon in his hand, his eyes were full of determination and confidence, and he didn't wait for Yuan Xiaotian to ask his name, the young man had already put his hand on his blue fingers, formed a secret seal, and rode away in the wind.

Yuan Xiaotian woke up from his sleep in disappointment, only to see the wooden door outside the house being blown creaking, and the ensuing gust of wind and snow covered his face.

"Phew, me."

Yuan Xiaotian blew out the snow foam, and struggled to close the wooden door again, looking at the bad weather outside the crack in the door, Yuan Xiaotian couldn't help but start to think about it in pieces.

Yuan Xiaotian sat back in front of the extinguished stove, his heart seemed to have knocked over the five-flavor bottle, he thought about his lonely life, and the fate of being as cheap as an ant, he wanted to slap himself twice, he wanted to end this miserable life, but he never had the courage, now he is at the end of the mountain, if he can freeze to death and starve to death, it is not a relief, who calls him a child who is not hurt and pitied, and it is a useless rotten life.

Yuan Xiaotian climbed back to the bed weakly, and was ready to wait for death, but at this time, the wooden door outside the house was opened again, and it fell directly in front of Yuan Xiaotian.

"Excuse me, is this Daoist Yuan's home?"

Outside the house stood a very bookish boy, he was wrapped in a thick fur coat, the snow fell all over his cloak, but there was still an embarrassed smile on his face, he wanted to politely pat the wooden door, but he didn't expect the wooden door to touch the porcelain politely.

"Are you Yuan Shouchang Yuan Daochang, under Liu Changqing, a person from Xuancheng, and the newly appointed Haiyan Ling, the reason why I came to visit you today is indeed an important matter to discuss."

Yuan Xiaotian looked at Liu Changqing, but there was no expression on his face.

"Can I come in?"

Liu Changqing said very humbly, and Yuan Xiaotian also got up, and replied with some unhappiness.

"You've knocked down the door, can I stop you?"

Liu Changqing slowly walked into the house when he heard this, and then waved at Yuan Xiaotian and smiled.

"It's okay, it's okay, let's keep the accounts first. Anyway, when you come down to find Yuan Daochang, you also want to negotiate a big deal. ”

After Liu Changqing finished speaking, he wanted to close the door, but he forgot that the wooden door had been trampled under his feet.