The first day in the village passed quickly, and the village chief took Yun Ziyuan around the village, took him to familiarize himself with the surrounding environment, and then let Yun Ziyuan live in peace.

Night fell quickly, the bright moon hung high in the sky, and today's moonlight was exceptionally bright. The lonely peak behind the village rises from the ground, the cliff wall is like a mirror, reflecting the clear brilliance of the Daodao, such as a light veil shrouded, hazy, and the village is quiet and elegant.

Yun Ziyuan moved a wicker chair in the courtyard and curled up in the chair, like a wounded kitten, looking at the stars in the sky, his eyes were blank and dark.

"Ah, you are here to look at the stars, take me with you," the immature voice came, very pure and innocent.

Yun Ziyuan saw a little head melon seeds appear outside the fence of the small courtyard, without waiting for Yun Ziyuan to answer, the little head outside the fence raised its ponytail, and the little snowflakes flipped in lightly.

"Why don't you go through the door, I shouldn't have locked it. ”

"Oops, I'm used to it. ”

Xiao Xuehua explained, and Yun Ziyuan realized that there were only eleven or twelve people in the small village, and they rarely played with Xiao Xuehua. Xiaoxuehua is often bored by herself, and will often climb up and down the village, looking for possible treasures in the empty village.

"Treasure?"

"Well, some small things that the people in the village didn't take away before, it's quite interesting, I'll show you. "Little Snowflake dug out a lot of things from under a big tree in this small courtyard like a trick, and many of them were shiny little things.

"The hut I chose is still your treasure troo. Yun Ziyuan stepped forward and pulled twice, most of them were irregular small pieces of iron, which should be fragments of some big iron tool, and Yun Ziyuan even turned out a few flying knives and arrows, still shining with a ghostly light.

"This should be left by the hunters in the village before, I have seen something similar at Grandpa Lu's house. Little Snowflake buried these things back in.

"Looks like you're having a boring time here. ”

"Yes, Granny Li, Grandpa Lu, they are all old, where would they be willing to accompany me everywhere. My husband is willing to play with me, but he often goes out, saying that he is traveling in the mountains and rivers and understanding nature or something, so he rarely accompanies me. Xiao Xuehua pouted, a little aggrieved.

"What about your parents? I remember that your father was the village chief, and he rarely accompanied you. ”

"My dad is very busy, he rarely cares about me, and he doesn't know what to do in a village of a dozen people, and he doesn't let me have too much contact with Granny Li, saying that he can't be influenced by them, and he doesn't study well like them. As for my mother, she was actually, really grumpy, and Mr. was right, so I didn't dare to play with her. ”

"But now it's okay, I have you, I have friends! I can have someone to play with me!" Xiao Xuehua grabbed Yun Ziyuan's hand and jumped up happily, and her two ponytails fell together, which was very cute. It's really childlike, innocent, and purely childlike.

Yun Ziyuan was actually only slightly older than Xiao Xuehua, and he used to think that because of the sword qi of his body, he actually didn't have much communication with children of the same age, let alone physical contact. At this moment, under the influence of Xiao Xuehua, Yun Ziyuan's originally depressed and sentimental mood improved slightly, and there seemed to be a smile on his face.

"Little Snowflake, I have a question, is this really your name? or is it just a nickname, in fact, there are other names?"

"No, that's my name. Well, I should say that I actually don't have a name, according to my father, because there are only a few people in the village, and they have been isolated from the world for so long, there is no need to ......"

Both of them were speechless and silent for a while, staring at each other with wide eyes, and the atmosphere was very embarrassing.

"So, do you know that the village chief has other names?"

"I don't know, they themselves only call each other cooks, blacksmiths, carpenters or something. ”

“......”

Yun Ziyuan moved a small rattan chair out for Xiao Xuehua, and the two children lay down together to watch the starry sky, the bright crescent moon, and the dark night.

"Actually, the name Little Snowflake is also very good, it suits you very well, it is as white and pure as snow. ”

"That's what my husband said, but I haven't seen snow before, so I don't know what it looks like, so I really want to go out and see it in the future." ”

Yun Ziyuan suddenly remembered something, and asked Xiao Xuehua, "What kind of person are you talking about, sir?"

Xiao Xuehua suddenly became interested, sat up straight with a hundred times the spirit, not sleepy at all, and talked about her impression of the husband with great interest.

In fact, Jian Xuan is not a resident of this village, he is an outsider like Yun Ziyuan. Jian Xuan originally lived a life of wandering the world, usually loved to play in the mountains and rivers, and loved the spectacular and beautiful scenery of nature, but when Xiao Xuehua was born, he happened to pass by and found this village, and was attracted by this paradise-like village, and because of the fate with Xiao Xuehua, Jian Xuan lived here.

Meeting is fate, Xiao Xuehua was very close to Jian Xuan as soon as she was born, Jian Xuan also loves this fateful little girl, and usually teaches her to read and write, so Xiao Xuehua calls him Mr.

"You were also brought back by Mr., which means that you and Mr. are also very fateful, that is to say, the two of us are also fateful. In fact, Xiao Xuehua didn't understand what fate meant, "By the way, I heard that Mr. said that you met that kind of fierce and bad beast, what about your family?"

Yun Ziyuan hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell the truth one by one, he felt that there was nothing to hide. Yun Ziyuan didn't know why Jian Xuan said this before, was it because he was worried that his obsession and hatred of revenge would not be accepted by the village, or was it because the village was full of ordinary people and didn't want the people in the village to know about the Heavenly Gate in the outside world?

The night is getting deeper and deeper, the dark clouds are coming, covering the stars and the moon, and the scenes of the sword and blood shadows of Yunmo Villa are presented one by one in front of the innocent and lovely little snowflakes under the calm and gloomy narration of Yun Ziyuan.

"Sure enough, it's a good and bad beast! Is that a bad beast like this in the Heavenly Gate? It's really bad, and I really should let the gentleman teach these bad things a lesson." Little Snowflake arched her nose in disgust and frowned.

"It turns out that you are so pitiful, but don't worry, now you have some friends and family again!" Xiao Xuehua took Yun Ziyuan's hand and said happily, "And Mr. is very powerful! I heard my father say that Mr. is an immortal! The kind that can fly! In the future, we will go to Mr. to learn from him, and we will definitely be able to knock down that Tianmen!"

The corners of Yun Ziyuan's mouth curled slightly, and he didn't say anything, but the temperature from Xiao Xuehua's palm made his originally cold heart a little hot.

"Alright, it's time for me to go back, it's late. As soon as the little snowflake shook her ponytail, she jumped up and down the wall skillfully.

Yun Ziyuan was stunned and didn't say anything.

"That's right, Brother Yun, don't be sad, you have to live happily here. Little Snowflake's little head suddenly appeared outside the fence again, bouncing and waving and shouting.

Yun Ziyuan couldn't help but chuckle, and also waved his hand at Xiao Xuehua, who left satisfied.

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Jian Xuan's hut is easy to find in the village, it is the lonely mountain in the middle of the night, the only bright hut in the desolate village at this time, everyone else is reluctant to use lamp oil, so he usually rests very early, and only three days to run out of the two ends Jian Xuan doesn't care about this, after all, he is a monk, and it is easy to create a little light.

Yun Ziyuan was standing in the darkness outside Jian Xuan's hut at this moment, avoiding the light. Looking at the bright cottage, Yun Ziyuan's heart wandered, he didn't know why he hesitated, or was he actually afraid? Afraid that hatred would make his future bloody and cruel? Or was he afraid that he would fail in revenge and be ashamed of his family?

"Squeak~"

With a sharp sound of the door opening, Yun Ziyuan saw the village chief walking out of it, his expression was solemn, and then he walked hurriedly and walked away quickly.

Yun Ziyuan secretly glanced at the departing figure of the village chief, and didn't think much about it, he was new to the city, and he was not familiar with people and things, so it was useless to think too much.

Since it is useless to think too much, then I don't want to think about it, Yun Ziyuan strengthened his mind, walked out of the night, walked into the light diffused by the hut, walked to the door of the hut, and knocked on it.

The sound of tuk tuk sounded.

"Come in, Ziyuan. ”

Yun Ziyuan pushed open the door and walked in with heavy but firm steps.

"I want to know, about the Heavenly Gate, about the Lord of the Heavenly Gate. ”

"I want to know what I have to do to become stronger and get revenge. ”

"Please sir teach me. ”