At this moment, no one knew that Xiao Mo was experiencing a mysterious but magnificent scene that he had never experienced in his life.

Xiao Mo found that his whole person had turned into a five-colored auspicious cloud, floating above a mansion that looked quite magnificent and tall.

In addition to his auspicious clouds, there are endless fairy music fluttering around, as if there are countless heart-shaped characters, appearing in the clouds, golden characters, spread out the sky dozens of miles away, so that the entire sky, the night turns into day, and the golden light spreads for dozens of miles.

In the courtyard below, no one seems to be able to see this scene, and several stable women are constantly carrying basins of hot water, and blood-stained white towels are coming in and out of a room, with hurried footsteps and fine steps.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and all the heart-shaped characters shook violently, and then condensed into a ball, rushing towards the five-colored auspicious clouds owned by Xiao Mo, and then, as if attracted by a huge force, the auspicious clouds wrapped countless words, fell downward, and fell into the rooms in the courtyard where the stable woman entered and exited.

A flash of gold.

A moment later, a steady figure lifted the curtain and rushed out of the inner room, coming to a thin middle-aged man who was pacing outside.

"Congratulations to Master Yan, Master He Xiyan, you are a son......"

This middle-aged man was dressed in a blue cloth robe, his outfit was simple, but he faintly exuded a scribe's atmosphere, not like an ordinary farmer, he should be a scholar.

His mane was slightly spotted, but he was noble, with a faint purple cloud, and on the top of his head, forming the shape of a canopy.

When he heard Wen Po's words, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "Wu Po is serious?"

Wen Po said unhappily: "I will still deceive Master Yan for such a big thing, the son will come to the world, good luck, this ......"

Master Yan understood, stretched out his hand to touch his sleeve, and then, without hesitation, took out a small ingot of silver, handed it to Wen Po and said: "Wu Po has worked hard, Yan is grateful, don't say much, if this child has a day of prosperity, I will also read you a piece of incense." ”

"Hey, Master Yan is serious, this is what a mother-in-law should do......"

Seeing this, Wen Po took the silver in her hand, which was at least five taels, and couldn't help but be full of joy, and her brows were smiling with a flower.

She put the silver in her sleeve, knowing that at this time, Master Yan must want to see his wife and children, and he didn't have time to make more noise with her, so he retreated with interest.

Seeing this, although Master Yan hated her philistine, it was indeed because she was busy all night before she gave birth to Lin'er, not to mention the hard work, and the faint disgust slowly dissipated.

He turned around and went to the inner room, walked to his wife, and saw that she was already covered with a brocade quilt, and her face was covered with beads of sweat from the production process, and his face couldn't help but show a trace of pity.

"Madame, hard work!"

He stepped forward, holding his wife's hand, soothing him with gentle words, full of joy.

And Mrs. Yan, although it was hard, was also full of smiles at this time, looking at the baby wrapped in a brocade cloth bag in the bed, and said to Master Yan: "Master, it is not hard to give birth to an heir for the Yan family and replenish the incense." But ......"

Seeing that the insiders wanted to speak and stopped, Master Yan said, "Madam has something to say, why don't you say it directly?"

When Mrs. Yan heard this, she said a little strangely: "When I gave birth to the child just now, I faintly saw that above the sky, there seemed to be auspicious clouds descending from the sky, and golden light paved the way. ”

"Huh, and that?"

The old man Yan's eyes widened, and when he saw his wife's nervous face, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Madame, don't worry, this is a great joy, this child is like descending from the clouds, and he should be in the heart of heaven, so it is better to name Yanyun!"

"Yan Yun, Yan Yun?"

The woman on the bed whispered the name twice, nodded involuntarily, and said with a happy face: "According to the master, our child, from now on we will officially name Yanyun." ”

The two looked at each other for a moment, but they didn't know that they seemed to be happy a little too soon.

Since Xiao Yanyun was born, she has been strange, she has no crying, and when she grows up, she has been five years old, and she has never said a word, and she has been named a freak by the neighborhood.

This made the Yan family, who was originally very happy, couldn't help but slowly shroud themselves in a layer of clouds.

But Xiao Yanyun's usual performance is neither deaf nor dumb, nor demented, but why can't he speak? This makes the Yan family puzzled.

They tried their best to recruit famous doctors, and even used a lot of strange remedies, each of them said that everything was normal and no different, and the disease of aphasia was always puzzled.

Time flies, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, in the blink of an eye, five years have passed, Xiao Yanyun is already five years old, and she is even more precious, smart and clever, but she can't speak.

On this day, he was playing at the door, when suddenly, from a distance, a ragged and ugly strange man came by.

When the strange man saw Yan Yun, he was suddenly stunned, his eyes stopped on Yan Yun for a long time, and even stepped forward and talked to Xiao Yanyun, Xiao Yanyun was not disgusted by his ugliness, but he couldn't open his mouth.

The strange man sighed, touched Yan Yun's head, and suddenly spoke: "The bell of the sky, the son of all spirits, in your life, there are no ancients before and no one after, when you cross the ages, how can you name it after a cloud?"

After saying that, he turned to leave, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Someone saw this scene and told Master Yan about it, Master Yan pondered for a long time, and suddenly realized that since then, on this day, Xiao Yanyun was officially renamed Yan Wangu, and a miracle appeared.

After changing his name, Yan Yun can not only speak, but also recite strange classics that many people don't know, his aphasia has disappeared, but his weirdness has not changed at all.

Time is in a trance, heaven and earth have shifted, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed, and Yan Wangu is already seventeen years old.

His father told him a family affair, on the day of the wedding, the Yan family blew and blow, lights were put up everywhere, relatives and friends gathered together, so lively.

But Yan Wangu was not interested in this, at the request of his family, after he got married, he left his wife who was waiting for him in the cave room, walked all the way out of the city, and became more and more desolate, and finally came to a dilapidated Taoist temple.

Yan Wangu raised his head and found the name of the Taoist temple, which was called 'Iron Pillar Temple'.

He is familiar with the scriptures, and likes miscellaneous studies, knowing that this iron pillar view was once the relics of Xu Zhenjun, a strong man who sought immortals and learned Taoism, and 'Xu Xun'.

Legend this 'Xu Xun' is good to fight, heroic and incomparable, once, here was born a dragon, for the evil township, rampant, Xu Xun passed by one day, after knowing this, he led the people, and the dragon fight, and finally beheaded it under the sword.

The people felt its divine power and read its favor, so they called it 'Xu Zhenjun', and built this 'iron pillar view' as a sacrifice.

It's just that thousands of years later, the vitality collapsed, and the cornerstone of the world's martial arts and Taoism was cut off, and gradually, people no longer believe in this legend, and no longer think that there are really people who can fight the evil dragon with their bare hands and cut off the devil with a sword.

Yan Wangu walked into the Iron Pillar Temple and found that the Taoist Temple was covered with dust, cobwebs, and vermilion paint peeling, a dilapidated scene.

He gradually felt sleepy, and he didn't know that he was asleep, and in his sleep, an immortal with crane hair and a childish face, dressed in green clothes, and holding a sword appeared in front of him, and asked him if he wanted to ask the immortal to learn the Tao.

When he asked how he could learn the Tao from the immortals instead of the collapse of his vitality, the immortal smiled silently and taught him a mysterious method.

Yan Wangu was suspicious, and in his sleep, he cultivated.

When he suddenly woke up, the sky was already bright, and when he walked out of the iron pillar view, he suddenly found that his body was also full of dust, and the clothes that originally fit were much smaller, and a beard grew on his chin.

He staggered down the hill and came to the road, where passers-by could not help pointing at him and making fun of his strange dress, but none of them recognized him, and above all, most of them, most of whom he did not know.

Even if there are occasional familiar relatives and friends walking by, they are not the same as they were, either gray hair grew early, or their faces were full of wrinkles.

"What's going on? Why did it change so much overnight?"

He walked towards his home in a daze, but when he did come to the door, it was like a bolt from the blue.

Before he left yesterday, the Yan family, which was still full of guests, carved beams and painted buildings, and was full of lights, had already become a ruin, the vermilion paint on the door wall had peeled off, and the boy guarding the door had been drooping and old, and the old eyes were dizzy, and there were three new graves in the courtyard wall.

At first glance, two of them belonged to his parents, and the last one turned out to be his wife's.

He grabbed the doorman and shook him constantly, but found that the other party was deaf and dumb, and could not speak at all, nor could he recognize him.

"What's wrong with the Yan family, what happened?"

Yan Wangu staggered out of the gate, grabbed a passerby on the street, and asked about the Yan family.

The passers-by who were caught by Yan Wangu first glanced at him with disgust, and were afraid that he was a madman, so they didn't dare to resist, so they had to say: "Yan family, the Yan family has long since declined, the son of the Yan family, Yan Wangu, ran away mysteriously on the wedding night thirty years ago, and his whereabouts are unknown."

The Yan family's parents couldn't afford to fall ill, and both died within 20 years. The bride of the Yan family waited for Yan Wangu for seven days and seven nights in the cave room, but still did not see the groom returning, felt cold, and had no shame to go home, so she committed suicide in anger and was rescued.

After being rescued, the bride wanted to commit suicide again, but looking at the seriously ill Yan father and mother, she walked through this experience on Huangquan Road, but her heart changed greatly, and finally took off her wedding dress and took care of the Yan family's parents with the gift of her daughter-in-law.

But Yan's father and mother became ill, sick, and short-tempered in old age, often had auditory hallucinations, and always shouted: Gu'er, my Gu'er is back, and beat and scolded him at every turn......

The lady of the Yan family was abandoned, and she was delicate, she sat in the cave room for seven days, the water and rice did not enter, and she had already injured her body, and served the second elder of the Yan family for more than 20 years, and finally contracted a serious illness and died the year before last.

Over the years of the Yan family, Yan's father and mother have not been able to govern, and they all rely on this weak woman to support, but she really doesn't have much talent, so she can only sell her property to survive. ”

Yan Guwan put down the passer-by in a daze, and the others didn't hear clearly, only remembering three words: "Thirty years, thirty years have passed, how is it possible, how is it possible, hahahaha......"

He staggered away, farther and farther away, and in the wind, faintly heard his crazy laughter.

Passers-by looked at his back, only thinking that they had met a madman, and quickly ran away.

ps: second update.