Ye An looked around in a daze, for some reason this place was no longer the bluestone path, and he was actually sent into a rather dilapidated wooden house.

The sound of carriages passing slowly outside the house could be faintly heard, and the shouts of some street sides seemed vague, as if to tell others that he had fallen from the immortal gate to the mortal world again.

A closer look at the wooden house revealed that nothing but bundles of firewood remained, except for the dim light that flickered in through the broken windows.

Ye An frowned slightly, this place is too familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen this scene, suddenly there was a sound from the closed wooden door, and Ye An subconsciously looked back.

The wooden door slowly opened with a "snort", and the wooden house was much brighter again, and a middle-aged evil man with a drunken face and a stubble walked in with some shaking.

After Ye An saw the person who came, he was taken aback: "How is this possible?" He finally remembered where this place was, and why he had a familiar feeling.

When I was a child wandering in Mengguo, I was helpless, and I didn't have any ideas about living a good life at that time, I was hungry all day long, and my mind was full of how to eat a full meal. Therefore, it is inevitable to do some things like chickens and dogs.

That time, Ye An sneaked into a luxurious and well-known restaurant inn, and without thinking much about it, he secretly ate some leftovers in the back hall, but he was caught by the shopkeeper at that time.

This incident is the most feared thing in Ye An's life, Ye An was ten years old that year, and he split firewood for three years under the obscenity of the store, although Ye An did not starve to death in three years, but after all, he did not eat a decent full meal, and what the store gave himself was always some pitiful cold soup.

At the same time that he couldn't eat, the store scolded and beat him at every turn, so after three years, Ye An finally escaped one night, leaving the store that tortured him for three years, and leaving the most fearful place in his heart.

Seeing that the shopkeeper had already stepped on the door, Ye Anxin was calm, he was no longer the down-and-out young man in the mortal world back then, he was a monk, a Daoji monk with a lifespan of at least five hundred years, how could he say anything to a mortal evil man at this time?

Ye An didn't even need to hide his figure, just a simple trick, this person would not see his existence.

With his right hand pinching the trick, he muttered words in his mouth, and began to try to mobilize the spiritual power in the dantian. The shopkeeper looked at Ye An with some suspicion, and got closer and closer, and in Ye An's somewhat unbelievable gaze, he slapped it hard!

"Little crumbs, what kind of god, what the hell! Dare to be lazy, Lao Tzu will come back in an hour, if you haven't chopped enough firewood today, see how Lao Tzu cleans you up! Hmph!"

The shopkeeper looked at the firewood in front of Ye An, looked a little angry, and threatened a few words again, and then staggered out of the wooden house, and a sound of rustling came, obviously the wooden house was locked again.

Ye An wiped away the blood from the broken skin on the side of his mouth with some incredulity, his right ear was still buzzing at this time, and his eyes looked at himself at this time with some blankness.

Ragged, short stature, thin arms, isn't this the same person I was when I was ten years old?

Ye An's eyes looked a little silent like his waist, and sure enough, there was no storage bag, and he collapsed on the ground.

A ten-year-old yellow-mouthed child, cultivating and refining immortals, which one is real at this time?

Ye An felt the burning pain on the right side of his face, and closed his eyes again and looked inward, but when he closed his eyes, he was only pitch black, and he couldn't feel the existence of any spiritual power on his body at all.

After about half an hour and many attempts, Ye An finally confirmed that those immortals, those things were just his dream of Nanliang.

Is everything false, and I really am still when I was ten years old?

Rao is Ye An's realm is far better than ordinary people, and at this time, he had to stay on the spot as if he had lost his soul.

In this way, in Ye An's distraction, the door of the wooden house was opened again, and the shopkeeper took a look at the firewood in the wooden house, knowing that Ye An was afraid that he had not chopped firewood since he left, and a nameless fire was born, and he picked up a wooden stick and knocked it on Ye An's body!

Although Ye An had come back to his senses, he still didn't dodge, he was hit firmly, painful tears instantly flowed out of his eyes, and he looked at the shopkeeper with some fear.

In my dream, as long as I faced the shopkeeper at the age of ten, as long as the other party had a vicious look, I would subconsciously begin to tremble, and say some words of forgiveness in my mouth, for fear of being beaten by the shopkeeper again.

Ye Anzhong finally let go of his last thoughts, he was not a monk at all, it was just an absurd dream.

But he didn't want to beg for mercy at all, if he followed the living method in his dream, his nightmare was just the beginning, why bother to beg this evil man for mercy, did he still have to survive in this place like nine secluded places for three years?

Looking at the shopkeeper with a smiling face, Ye An was no longer afraid, but looked at the other party with some hatred, and said lightly: "Kill me!"

The shopkeeper showed a hint of incredulity in his eyes, and secretly said that he had beaten this little baby stupidly, how could he suddenly say such nonsense?

Seeing the indifferent face of this ten-year-old thief, the anger in the shopkeeper's heart burned again, and he kicked Ye An down with a flying kick, threatening: "Since you didn't chop enough firewood today, then Lao Tzu will kill you today!"

Ye Anxin was a little desolate, he had no father and no mother, so he had to suffer this kind of sin?

Suddenly, a figure suddenly flashed from Ye An's mind, and Ye An muttered a little confused: "Master"

After a while, Ye An's eyes rejuvenated, even if the things in the dream were false, but he couldn't live so fearfully, otherwise how could he be worthy of those people in his dreams?

"Poof!" Ye An didn't know why, his heart twitched suddenly, and a strange feeling suddenly came, he raised his head struggling on the ground, but saw a wood-splitting axe lying on his right hand, Ye An grabbed it without thinking about it, and used all his strength to chop towards the shopkeeper!

The shopkeeper's eyes showed a look of horror, and he couldn't dodge and was slashed in the chest by an axe!