Nan Linchuan looked at the old man in front of him. Don't speak.

He hadn't spoken in a long time, and he didn't need this in his life.

All he had to do every day was to sit on the side of the road, silently staring at passers-by – he would sometimes look down at his feet, waiting for more or less alms from passers-by. He has no companions and no need to talk. He has little interaction with other people, and at most he meets his peers while rummaging through the garbage heap for food, exchanging glances and confirming that he has come first and first. Of course, the most used between them is body language, which is normal in Nan Linchuan's opinion, and it is not a loss to exchange a few scars for a full meal.

The old man in front of him had been staring at him for a long time. He was given a few buns at the beginning, and he finished eating, but the old man did not leave.

"What are you going to do?" and his words were struggling to speak.

The old man smiled and took a step closer to him. He stood up from his cross-legged seat and stepped back.

Nan Linchuan is afraid that he is a horse boy. At this time, Nanlinchuan was only eight years old, and he was born exquisite, and it was easy to win the favor and sympathy of passers-by. Because of this, he was abducted by a horse boy, who controlled his begging and used him to make money, of course, he would not be treated well. Having had enough, Nan Linchuan took advantage of a meeting to grab one or two carriages in the chaotic crowd, and it took half a month to come to Linluo City today.

At this time, they were on the central street in the north of Linluo City, and in the middle of winter, there was heavy snow, several feet deep. Nan Linchuan had been sitting in the snow before—he wasn't afraid of the cold, for some reason. It's evening, there aren't too many pedestrians, and no one notices a man named Hanako and an old man. The snow is falling hard, flying, Nan Linchuan's hair has become snow-white, and so is the old man, Nan Linchuan can clearly see the snowflakes on the hair on the old man's forehead.

"You don't have to be afraid. The old man's smile was kind, which reminded Nan Linchuan of his grandfather, or rather his former grandfather.

"I'm not one of those horses. The old man continued. After groping in his arms for a while, the old man took out another piece of dry food.

"If you don't dislike it, take it, it's too cold, you need to eat more. ”

Nan Linchuan hesitated. Eventually, he reached out and took the dry food. He said thank you.

Nan Linchuan repeated his thanks, squeezed out a reluctant and frightened smile, turned and ran away.

He has been wandering for two years, since the death of his grandfather. Grandpa taught him to read, and he was also clever and a quick learner. He knew his name and knew how to write it, and he knew his grandfather's name and he knew how to write it. During the two years of wandering, he learned a lot of words, he knew that his behavior was called begging, he knew that the abductors of children were called horses, and he knew that he was now in Linluo, which was much bigger than the place where he once lived. He can look at the map, he has a map that he has picked up, and he knows that he has walked hundreds of miles, from Qingcheng to Linluo, all the way. He knows a lot, he understands a lot, and if he could compare, he would find himself much more mature than children of the same age. Of course, this is something that Nan Linchuan can't know now, and Nan Linchuan, who is running now, has been thinking about one thing, and Nan Linchuan, who knows a lot, wants to figure out another question: whether he wants to believe this old man.

This old man has been by his side since three days ago.

At first, the old man just wandered around him and stood in a daze, and then occasionally sat near Nan Linchuan, smiled at him, didn't speak, just looked, and Nan Linchuan was a little panicked. But this place is very prosperous, he can have food and clothing here, Nan Linchuan didn't want to change places because of this inexplicable old man, so he didn't care, just raised his vigilance. He didn't want to be abducted again, but he didn't want to starve even more. He wants to live.

Just yesterday, the old man spoke to him for the first time in a few days. "Come with me. He said. Smile kindly. "I want to take you to cultivate, you are a good seedling. He said again.

Nan Linchuan knows what cultivation is, and cultivation will make a person strong. Linluo was prosperous, so he had seen a lot of cultivators. He heard that he could start cultivating at his age, and from the age of eight until he died, his cultivation would not stop.

It's just that about this matter, Nan Linchuan has never considered it. Just thinking about eating was enough to give him a headache, and he couldn't think about it and wouldn't think about it.

So after he heard the old man's words, there was no wave. No one told him that cultivation could prolong his life, and no one told him that this world could be dominated by cultivation, and everything was respected by strength. He didn't know that although he was mature compared to his peers, he was still too young, and the most important thing was that in the years he grew up, there was no one to teach him, no one to help him understand the world. He was still naïve, still ignorant. But from the moment Nan Linchuan looked at the old man with his clear and beautiful eyes, he was destined to understand and accept. He wasn't surprised, but he wondered. He suddenly wanted to know what cultivation was, and he suddenly wanted to hear about the world in other people's mouths. He thought of his grandfather, of the world that his grandfather had in his mouth. Just yesterday, yesterday when the old man spoke, Nan Linchuan had the idea of trusting the old man for the first time. The thought flashed through me, but it eventually appeared.

So, at this moment, the running Nan Linchuan stopped and looked behind him. The snow was falling, blocking his vision, and he couldn't see the figure of the old man, who had long been submerged in the snow. He opened his mouth, hesitated, pondering what he was going to say, and finally he spat out a word, and the voice dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Hmm. That's his answer to yesterday.

On the fifth day, Nan Linchuan came here early, and he said that he didn't know what this eagerness was, maybe he really wanted the old man to take him away. He admitted that the cultivation that the old man said had moved his heart.

He sat down, took out the begging bowl, and looked around. It's still snowing, heavy snow, all over the sky.

For a long time, it was about one morning, and when Nan Linchuan, who had eaten breakfast, felt hungry, the old man had not yet come.

Nan Linchuan was a little anxious, in the past, the old man would come very early, looking for a place to settle around him, and looked at him with a smile. Nan Linchuan recalled that the old man would take out the dry food at the right time when Nan Linchuan couldn't beg for any food, and when Nan Linchuan took over and gobbled it up, the old man would watch from the side. Unlike the group of horses, Nan Linchuan did not feel any uneasiness, the old man did not have the fake atmosphere of the horses, and it was precisely because of this that Nan Linchuan did not leave this place to find another place, subconsciously Nan Linchuan was not afraid of the old man, out of a child's thinking.

But why didn't the old man come?

Nan Linchuan got up, and he desperately recalled the direction where the old man came every day. Is it the east side? Nan Linchuan looked at the road to the east, hesitated, and walked along the side of the road. Nan Linchuan's eyes wandered in the crowd, Linluo City was very prosperous, and the crowd was bustling, which made it difficult for Nan Linchuan to observe everyone. As he was looking hard, Nan Linchuan suddenly felt that he had hit something.

"Boy, you don't have long eyes when you walk!" It turned out to be a big man, and he was hit by Nan Linchuan.

Nan Linchuan was a little flustered, he took a few steps back, the big man was burly, Nan Linchuan needed to look up to see his face. He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, he hadn't dealt much with people yet.

"Are you a dumb person, I don't know how to apologize!" The big man saw that Nan Linchuan didn't react, and he was even more annoyed, and then his face turned fierce, and he didn't give up.

"I ......" Nan Linchuan saw that the big man's expression was like this, and he was even more panicked for a while, he was helpless here, if this big man wanted to teach him a lesson, he could only bear it, if he just beat him, it was okay, Nan Linchuan was not unbeaten. Nan Linchuan was afraid that this big man would make him lose money, and he had no money, so he might be sold to Ma Zai.

The number of onlookers gradually increased, but no one dared to speak for Nan Linchuan, and there were cultivators present who could sense that the big man was in a pure state of body. Such a realm, among ordinary people, can also dominate one side. And in the eyes of ordinary people who have not cultivated, this big man exudes a dangerous aura from top to bottom, which makes them silent.

There is no way, in this world where strength is respected, cultivation is the rule. Even if this big man did too much, no one dared to step forward to stop it. What's more, this kind of thing of catching beggars and selling them to the sect as medicine children is not uncommon. The crowd just sighed.

"Is there any money?" The big man saw that Nan Linchuan was shabby and thin, and understood that Nan Linchuan was a beggar. And Nan Linchuan's appearance is handsome, but he can be caught and sold to some sects as medicine pickers, in exchange for some pills for cultivation. For cultivators, money is really not a necessity. They can go without food for several months, and they have money from the imperial court, and they are not short of money. Cultivation supplies such as pill exercises are what they are extremely eager for.

"If you don't have money, you can't do it, uncle, I can't be hit by you in vain. "The big man is pressing forward step by step.

"Right...... I'm sorry...... "Nanlinchuan can't stop retreating."

"I'm sorry now, it's too late!"

Grandfather...... Nan Linchuan was forced into a corner by the big man, and he wanted to cry. If Grandpa was still around, he would have come to protect me...... Minami Rinkawa thought.

"If you don't have any money, come with me, uncle, I'll exchange you!" As he spoke, a strong spiritual power emanated from Dahan's body, enveloping Nanlinchuan and making him unable to move. Nan Linchuan wanted to struggle, but he was just a child who had not cultivated, and he couldn't break free at all. He could only watch as the big man slowly approached him, stretching out his hands to pick him up.

Suddenly, another powerful spiritual power rushed out from the side of Nanlinchuan, shaking the spiritual power of the Great Han away. When Nan Linchuan and Dahan were shocked, a crisp female voice also sounded.

"A big man bullying a small child, do you want to be ashamed?"