Xiao Xiao opened his eyes, and was immediately stimulated by the bright light to close. Sunlight shone through the holes in the roof and shone on his thin face. This is a small abandoned temple on the outskirts of the city, because no one takes care of it, it has fallen into disrepair, the roof is crumbling, the gods and Buddhas enshrined on the god case can no longer distinguish the appearance, it is dirty everywhere, and the air is filled with the smell of staleness.

Xiao Xiao slept next to the wall next to the door, his clothes were ragged, emitting a burst of sweaty and muddy smell, if someone walked in at this time and saw the flies dancing happily around him, he would definitely think that it was called Hanako Chen's corpse for a long time. He rolled over and sat up, rubbing his slightly heavy head—even on a July day, a night's sleep on a hard floor was not a pleasant thing to do. He wasn't worried about the stiffness of his limbs, and it wouldn't be a big deal to move around, but if his head was heavy, it would be a sign of illness, and tonight, he would have to find a good place to stay anyway, he thought.

He is an orphan, and an orphan means that there are no relatives, no one will be born without relatives - Xiao Xiao used to have a warm and happy family, a strict father who taught him earnestly and a caring mother, and even a subordinate at home who was driven by him. But since the gang of meaty, fierce men kicked open their doors with sharp knives and sticks, Xiao Xiao's fate has become treacherous and unlucky, that year, he was only six years old, he could recite three hundred poems backwards, he was loved by thousands of people, and he still lived in the glory of being known as a prodigy, and he witnessed the tragedy of his parents being killed and his head in a different place. He thought that would end his amazing and short life, but no, the murderers didn't pay any attention to the frightened child, and they sold him to traffickers.

Human traffickers are not as hateful as people think, but they are kind-hearted, otherwise they wouldn't be able to abduct children. Usually a child like Xiao Xiao will have three ways out, either being sold to a needy family, or being crippled to beg, or being accepted as his own by traffickers because of his cleverness and cleverness. Xiao Xiao was more lucky, because he was likable, he was photographed by the housekeeper of a large family, and the housekeeper had no wife and son, so he bought Xiao Xiao and went back to prepare to raise him for his old age.

It seems that Xiao Xiao was born to be a disaster star, the housekeeper bought Xiao Xiao less than a month, and was immediately reported for filling his pockets, and was beaten to death by the angry master's family before he went to court, and Xiao Xiao was naturally swept away.

Eight years have passed, and Xiao Xiao has become like this. Xiao Xiao took out half of the roast chicken he had eaten last night from his arms and gnawed it down. On this calm morning, when he was about to finish the last food on his body as usual and worry about his future livelihood, a heavy footstep sounded, Xiao Xiao raised his head, and saw a middle-aged man dressed as a gray-robed scribe walking into the ruined temple.

The gray-clothed man was long, tired but cold, with a gorgeous sword at his waist and a large square burden in his left hand. This is a person who knows martial arts, Xiao Xiao's first feeling, because of the big burden, looks heavy, but the man in gray seems to be unaffected, and his straight body and cold momentum are much different from ordinary people.

The man in gray glanced at Xiao Xiao, and this glance made Xiao Xiao secretly smack his tongue, this person's eyes were so cold! Unlike the greed of the gangsters and traffickers who killed his entire family, this man was cold from head to toe, not aloof from the outside world, but indifferent to everything as a dead thing.

", or die." The man in gray said.

Of course, Xiao Xiao didn't think that the man in gray was talking to himself, so he got up and ran, using his strength to eat milk and rush out of the door, panicking like a lost dog. The man in gray didn't even look at him, he was really too lazy to kill such a flower child.

The ruined temple is located outside the city, and there are few passers-by in the early morning. Xiao Xiao panicked, desperately trying to run to many people, the farther away from the broken temple, the more he felt safe, he had been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and he was the best at observing words and feelings, he could see the killing intent on the gray-clothed people, and no one needed to draw a sword to deal with his small body. Xiao Xiao hates this feeling, the feeling of inferiority, and he has indeed been lowly for many years.

"Hey! Little Flower, what are you running? "On the deserted road in the suburbs, where there were no ghosts, two tall men appeared in the blink of an eye and blocked the way.

Xiao Xiao stopped panting like a cow, and secretly looked at the two of them, but it was a monk and a monk, both holding weapons in their hands, and it was the person who asked loudly.

"What about you, have you had enough gas?" The monk said with fire, and he raised his big slap to fan it down.

"Senior Brother Faxiang, don't frighten the children." The Taoist hurriedly stopped and asked Xiao Xiao in a harmonious voice, "Kid, have you met a villain?" That man was dressed as a scholar in a gray robe and carrying a big burden in his hand? ”

Xiao Xiao chuckled in his heart, looking at the means by which these two people appeared, they must be very martial arts are not weak, could it be that they are chasing that person? Thinking about it, he said, "Real person, is the person you are looking for still wearing a sword at his waist?" ”

The man smiled even more: "Yes, yes, little brother, do you know where he is?" ”

"You're his friends?" Xiao Xiao asked nervously.

"Rub your little flower, don't you say that I will kill you with one palm, Buddha." The monk couldn't help but shout again. The Taoist hurriedly grabbed it, whispered a few words to the Taoist, and then turned around and said to Xiao Xiao with a smile: "Little brother, I won't tell you, that person is a thief who stole our things, and we are chasing him back." ”

"Oh!" Xiao Xiao sneered in his heart, seeing that you don't look like a good person, but he said abruptly: "That person is hateful, he just occupied my broken temple and drove me out!" ”

The Taoist and Fa Xiang were overjoyed, and asked together, "Where is the broken temple?" ”

"Over there!" Xiao Xiao pointed behind him and said.

The Taoist thought for a while, took out a piece of broken silver from his arms and stuffed it into Xiao Xiao's hand, and said, "Little brother, as long as you take us over to find that person, you can accept this, how about it?" ”

Xiao Xiao pinched the silver, but looked horrified: "It's not good, what should I do if that person beats me?" ”

The Taoist and Fa looked at each other and laughed, saying, "With me and me, don't say he wants to beat you, I'm afraid that he won't be able to protect himself!" ”

Xiao Xiao nodded and resolutely decided, "Okay, I'll take you there." The silver was put into his bosom and he walked back first.

Fa Xiang whispered in the Taoist's ear and asked, "It's nothing more than junior brother, with the footsteps of the two of us, why do you still need this little flower to lead the way?" ”

It's nothing more than a Taoist who glanced at Xiao Xiao in front of him lightly, and said: "It's not that you don't know the cunning of Ling Changkong, now there are two possibilities, one is that he thinks he can't run away from our Wuzhi Mountain, and he will spend a good time in the broken temple and fight to the death with us; Second, this little flower is a liar, and he sent him to deceive you and me! ”

Fa Xiang suddenly said: "I see, if we can't find that person, we can also give this little flower a knife to the result!" He just laughed and said nothing.