Beidou, an ancient and rough five-colored altar shimmered, and two figures stepped out of it.

And just when the five-color altar was bursting with mysterious and mysterious fluctuations, it had already awakened the little guy who had been waiting nearby.

"Brother!"

A dirty, tattered little girl cheered and ran straight to the man who came out of the altar of five colors.

The expression on his face went from full of anticipation to gradually darkening.

But then the little girl patted her cheek again and cheered herself up again.

Over the years, similar plots have been played out countless times, and the little girl has gradually learned how not to annoy the big people who come out of the five-colored altar, because that will drive her away.

The little girl wisely stepped aside and crouched in the corner, so sensible that it was distressing.

"It's you?!"

Coming down from the five-color altar were the two middle-aged people who took away the little girl's brother in the past, and they still had a lot of impressions of this indomitable little girl.

After a few years, it stands to reason that the little girl has grown a lot, but she is still thin and dirty, only the big eyes are still bright.

I thought that the lonely little girl should have passed away in some no-man's corner, but I never thought that it would persist to this day.

The leader gave him a look, which immediately made the heart of the person next to him sink.

After hesitating for a moment, the man sighed faintly, and finally took the initiative to step forward and looked at the little girl with a warm face:

"Your name is Nannan, isn't it? Will Uncle take you to see your brother?"

The little girl looked up quite vigilantly, and actually vaguely recognized the appearance of the middle-aged man, and then burst into tears:

"You're the uncle back then! Woo, I miss my brother......

The middle-aged man was surprised that the little girl actually recognized it.

It's a pity that such a smart little girl is a waste and never has a chance to grow up again.

Thinking of the young man's heart-rending plea before he died, the middle-aged man lost his mind for a moment, and finally took the little girl's hand and disappeared into the distance.

This place is adjacent to the Eastern Wilderness, and the middle-aged man took the little girl across an unknown number of miles, but he never made up his mind.

[I have known an old book friend for ten years to recommend to me to chase books, @

You're going to drive her away?"

Hearing this, the girl hurriedly shook her head, and immediately took the initiative to get closer, and even bought a few steaming buns from the vendor on the side, and handed them directly to the little girl.

The little girl looked up in surprise and swallowed, but then, as if thinking of something, she immediately withdrew her hand.

Her dress was in tatters, but her eyes were unusually bright, and she looked firmly at the maiden, and pleaded:

"Sister, I want to practice."

In this regard, the girl's face was sincerely surprised, and then she said tentatively:

"You know I'm a monk?"

Hearing this, the little girl nodded obediently and told her feelings:

"You, those brothers, and grandfathers all have a special ...... taste."

The little girl didn't know what to do, thinking that the feeling in the dark was some kind of smell, but it made the girl sniff her nose suspiciously.

As a monk, everyone was naturally deaf and clear-sighted, and the conversation between the girl and the little girl was all listened to by several people.

The old man who was the leader walked over and said with a smile:

"Hold out your hand and let Grandpa show you."

The little girl wiped and wiped her dirty palm under the girl's encouraging gaze, and then handed it over.

Seeing this, the faces of the girls and young people on the side were full of expectation.

It is said that there are some special bloodlines and physiques that can show some miracles even if they have not yet set foot on the cultivation, and they naturally put the little girl in front of them into this category.

However, after a moment, the old man's eyes dimmed.

"Uncle Shi, isn't her qualification good?"

The girl spoke cautiously, and made up her mind that even if the little girl's qualifications were average, she would persuade her uncle to accept her.

Hearing this, the old man shook his head:

"It's not bad, it's extremely bad, I'm afraid that even if it costs several times the resources, it will be difficult for her to open up the sea of suffering."

The old man was a great cultivator of the Four Extremes Secret Realm, and even if he said this, he couldn't make a mistake when he thought about it.

"Little girl, in your life, you might as well give up the path of cultivation."

The old man's words, although cruel, did not say anything more, and turned to leave.

Before leaving, the girl secretly stuffed some copper coins and broken silver to the little girl.

Although the number is not large, it can relatively prevent the little girl from being remembered by the bad guys.

The little girl has lived a wandering life for several years, and has met more than a group of cultivators, and the person in front of her is the kindest to her, so she is naturally reluctant to give up easily: ....

"Please, take it!"

"If you eat very little, you'll work hard to cultivate!"

The little girl ran after her, and the broken shoes on her feet ran away, and chased her out of the city gate, but after all, there was no trace of the girl and her group.

The little girl looked lost and depressed, wandering aimlessly in the wilderness.

Fortunately, no matter how she looks at it, she looks like a little beggar, but no one can imagine that she is still a little "rich woman" with a lot of money.

The ears of the little girl are very pointed, and in the midst of the many noisy insects and birds, she hears a strange sound, followed by a dream-like muttering.

To others, even many powerful cultivators, as well as geniuses with special physique and bloodline, sounded like they were just chaotic and incomprehensible words.

But when it fell into Xiao Nannan's ears, it was like the sound of the heavens, which made her feel empowered and intoxicated.

Before she knew it, Xiao Nan had come to the source of the voice.

As expected, in front of him was an old beggar with gray hair and no better than a little girl.

He was lying on a quaint and rough stone slab, turning over from time to time, like a salted fish waiting to die.

The old beggar, sensing the little girl's approach, stopped his dreamy muttering, turned his head, and said with a fierce and menacing face:

"Hey! Old man, I haven't eaten such a tender girl for a long time......

Hear the words, little girl

's heart was naturally extremely frightened, but that kind of induction in the dark told her that the old man in front of her must be a monk, so she used all her strength to restrain the fear in her heart and slowly stepped forward:

"Grandpa, you...... Can...... Continue chanting...... Listen to me."

Although Xiao Nannan's eyes were full of fear, the desire for cultivation and the obsession buried deep in her heart overcame everything.

Hearing this, the old beggar's face showed a look of idiot.

He didn't know what he was talking about, and some people even said they wanted to hear him "recite the scriptures".

glanced at the little girl across from him without a trace.

Well, I'm not lightly ill.

The old beggar who noticed this did not choose to puncture it, but pretended to be profound:

"If you want to hear the old decay chanting, you can't say something?"

The old beggar rubbed his fingers, and the hint was very obvious.

Xiao Nannan was extremely smart, and without the slightest hesitation, she secretly divided a small part of the silver money that the girl gave her before.

Seeing this, the old beggar couldn't help laughing:

"He's still a clever little ghost!"

The old beggar did not take the money, and after that day he lay down here every day, but instructed the little girl to go to the city to buy him wine.

And when he gets drunk and talks nonsense, the little girl will naturally be able to listen to him "chanting the scriptures" as he wishes.

In this way, after several years, the little girl's money had long since run out, but the old beggar did not drive it away.

It's strange to say that the little girl's money is used to buy wine for the old beggar, and it stands to reason that she should have no money to buy food.

The little girl relied on eating the fruits that grew near the old man to satisfy her hunger, and she was even slim.

And listening to the sermon for several years has made Xiao Nannan's body have a surging and mysterious Taoist rhyme, as if the real fairy is in the dust. In fact, she had never understood the old beggar's words, but because she was immersed in that realm of enlightenment, she realized her own unique cultivation method.

On this day, the old beggar rarely did not sleep, but lay on his side on the stone slab, looking straight at the girl opposite, as if in a daze.

Xiao Nannan had some kind of bad premonition in her heart, and immediately stretched out her hand and grabbed it forward:

"Grandpa!"

His fingertips went straight through the old beggar's body, like a soap bubble, and the latter immediately dissipated into nothingness.

Silent Shepherd