The sky is blue, like a piece of silk spreading, and a few white clouds, like embellishments, make this blue checkered silk more bright.

Under the Qilian Peak, a small river meanders away, stretches for several miles, and flows into the big river, in the middle of this small river, there is also a mountain village, where the mountains and rivers are beautiful, like a pastoral place.

"Back then, the water in this river was sweet, and there were clouds and mist in Qilian Qianshang from time to time, if someone could take a sip in the fog, it was said that they could strengthen their bodies and not get sick for ten years. A young man's voice came from inside the mountain village.

This young man is about fourteen or fifteen years old, born with a tiger's head and a tiger brain, and at this moment he is facing seven or eight children around him, talking about the past five years ago.

"Look at me, when have I been sick over the years, it's because my father took me to inhale a puff of clouds, not to mention how comfortable it was. The young man was quite proud, gesturing his hands, and speaking vividly.

Around him, the seven or eight children, all with wide eyes and excitement, were obviously attracted by the young man's story, and they couldn't wait to take a sip of the cloud.

"Wang Ping, in fact, you should take a sip of it, but unfortunately, since Grandpa was angry five years ago, this fog is gone, otherwise let your father take you to suck and ensure that you don't get sick within ten years." The boy's gaze fell on one of the boys.

The boy was about five or six years old, pale, weak, obviously much shorter than the other children, extremely handsome, if it weren't for the sick look at the moment, he would have looked as cute as a porcelain doll, he was wearing a set of kudzu cloth shirts, and his eyes were also excited at the moment, and he said: "Brother Zhou, I will tell the glyco-father when I go back in a while, and let him take me to see it."

The young man laughed and said: "Uncle Wang's carpenter skills are good, but now that the fog in Qilian Mountain is gone, how can I take you there, I want to say, you might as well learn from me, let's practice swords every day, strengthen our bodies, and when we grow up, we will walk the river tide with a sword!"

The pride and ambition of the young man made the excitement in the eyes of the children around him even stronger.

Just when the boy was also excited, smoke curled in the mountain village, and a call came from all the houses.

The young man glanced up and sighed: "Okay, today's martial arts conference will end first, and when we finish eating, we will open again." ”

With a trace of reluctance, the children dispersed, and the child named Wang Ping walked towards the village, his eyes always flashed with excitement, and sometimes he looked back at Qi Lianfeng in the distance.

As he was walking, a big man came from the entrance of the village, this man was quite burly, holding a steel fork and arrow for Orion in his hand, and carrying a roe deer on his shoulder.

When the big man saw the child, he smiled and said, "The little baby of the Wang family, what kind of martial arts conference are you going to have with that kid in my family?"

The child nodded shyly and said, "Uncle Zhou is good." ”

The big man smiled even more, touched the child's head, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, there is a child from a craftsman's family, not only is he handsome, but he also knows etiquette better than the stinky boy in my family."

You are going home, let's go, Uncle Zhou and you will go to your father to discuss something. ”

The child nodded hurriedly, and walked towards the house with the big man, and after a while, outside a simple house on the north side of the village, the child ran a few steps into it, and shouted: "Dad, Uncle Zhou is here."

Inside the house, a young man walked out, this man was ordinary-looking, he didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary, far from the child's handsomeness, and many times, standing with the child, most people would think that it was not father and son.

The young man was dressed in coarse cloth clothes, his hands were full of calluses, he went out of the room, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhou, I have a good harvest today." ”

The boy ran into the room, took out a white-flour bun, came to the young man, moved a small wooden stool himself, sat down on it, and ate it bite by bite.

The big man surnamed Zhou put the roe deer on his shoulder on the ground, and said with a smile: "Brother Wang, I met this roe deer as soon as I went up the mountain today, and the harvest was not bad." ”

The young man smiled, his smile was very gentle, he touched the head of the child next to him, and said, "With Brother Zhou's martial arts, it is not difficult to take the head of the deer." ”

The big man of the Zhou family said with a smile: "Brother Wang, my kid is not young, in two more years, I am going to get him a daughter-in-law, this house is about to be built recently, but there is a lack of a set of home furnishings, which will annoy Brother Wang." ”

Wang Lin said with a smile: "It's okay, Brother Zhou can rest assured." ”

The big man of the Zhou family said with a smile: "Okay, this roe deer, first as a deposit." With that, he clenched his fists and turned to leave.

As soon as he left, the child on the stool jumped up, walked quickly to the roe deer, and looked around.

"Dad, this week's uncle is really powerful, such a roe deer beast was actually hunted by him. Huhu's eyes showed softness, and he smiled: "Don't look at it yet, Ping'er, you should take medicine The child sighed and looked up at the young man. said: "Dad, the medicine is very bitter"

The young man took out a bowl from the room, there was a white liquid in it, and no breath came out, the child took it, frowned and drank it one by one, after drinking it, his little face was already wrinkled, and he hurriedly ran to the water tank on the side, took out and drank a few sips, which drove away the bitter taste in his mouth.

"Dad, when can Ping'er not drink medicine? The child looked back at his father.

The father and son are Wang Lin and Wang Ping.

Wang Lin's eyes softened, and he said softly, "It's almost over." ”

Late at night, the moonlight fell on the earth, as if sprinkled with a piece of silver yarn, and the coolness of the moonlit night spread, making the mountain village under Qilian Peak quiet.

Except for a few occasional slight dog barks, there was no sound.

In the house, Wang Ping had already slept, although his little face was pale, he slept extremely sweetly, and the corners of his mouth showed a smile, obviously accompanied by a sweet dream.

Wang Lin sat on his knees, between his eyebrows, there was a flash of thunder, his right hand slowly raised, and the thunder light traveled along the center of his eyebrows, extending to the tip of his right finger.

Gently, Wang Lin's right hand pressed on the center of Wang Ping's eyebrows who were sleeping, and the electric light flowed through Wang Ping's body in an instant, and a cloud of black qi instantly emerged from the child's body, condensing on the skin surface.

Gradually, the black qi became more intense, tumbling in the electric light, and finally suddenly, rushing out of the surface of the body, Wang Lin quickly withered his right hand, and with a grab, all the black qi was grabbed by his right hand, condensing into a red fog ball.

The right hand is clenched into a fist, and the fog ball is crushed.

Wang Ping, who was asleep, had a slightly ruddy face.

Looking at the child, Wang Lin sighed lightly, got up and covered the child with the kicked quilt, and then walked out of the house.

In the courtyard, the moonlight was on Wang Lin's body, making his figure slightly lonely by the moonlight.

"It's been five years...... Wang Lin muttered softly.

Five years ago, Wang Lin returned to Ran Yunxing and came to live in this Luoyue Village, the reason why he chose this place is because this Luoyue Village is very similar to his hometown back then.

Wang Ping, who is the resentful baby, has been treated with the elixir left by Liu Mei and Wang Lin's thunder supernatural powers, and the resentment in his body has dissipated a lot, and he can be like a normal child.

It's just that if he doesn't take medicine and sort out his grievances every day, he will still be the same as before, and it will take a process to completely expel it.

Wang Ping's memory has been hung up by Wang Lin, but it has given him a new life.

In this quiet village, Wang Lin's heart was also at peace, away from killing and strife, and some were just a calm life like water.

In this kind of life, Wang Lin lives a very down-to-earth life.

Like his father, he survived as a carpenter, just like his father's wish, if he failed in the imperial examination, he would become a carpenter, and his son would inherit his father's business.

The yard is stocked with a variety of carpenter's tools, which is a portrayal of his five years of living here.

Every time he saw Wang Ping go out to play with children, Wang Lin would think of himself back then, and when he was so old, it was the same, and he would never come back until he had dinner.

In the moonlight, there was the sound of footsteps outside the courtyard, and a staggering figure gradually approached.

"Child, are you sleeping?" came the old voice, followed by a slightly hunched figure, entering the courtyard.

Wang Lin nodded slightly and did not speak. The old figure entered the courtyard, and the moonlight fell on him, and this person was Sun Tai.

Sun Tai's appearance is even older, and his face is full of wrinkles. In the third year of Wang Lin's settlement here, Sun Tai came here, like a lonely old man, unwilling to leave alone before he died.

Sun Tai looked at the house in the moonlight, his eyes showed kindness, and he didn't know why, he loved this child named Wang Ping very much.

"How long are you going to stay with this child?" Sun Tai retracted his gaze and said slowly, on his body, the dead air was even thicker.

Wang Lin sank for a long time, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and said softly: "I reincarnate ......"

"Reincarnation ......" Sun Tai sighed lightly and said, "Don't you plan to let him cultivate? With your cultivation, you can make this child on the path of cultivation much easier, and even have an advantage over some of the eldest sons of the Xiuzhen family." ”

"I won't let him go to cultivation, not in his life!" Wang Lin said softly with a hint of decline in his eyes.

"This kid's talent is very good," Sun Tai said after a moment'......s silence.

"I won't let him cultivate!" Wang Lin sunshine fell on Sun Tai, and said flatly: "Forever!"

Cultivation, cultivation, cultivation to the end, what is left, Wang Lin asked himself if his life is unhappy, it is lonely, this path, he will not let his children go through it.

The remnants of the cultivation realm, killing and danger, he understands too much.

"Ping'er has experienced a lot of things that shouldn't have happened, and I named him Wang Ping, just to hope that he will be safe and sound in this life, marry a wife and have children like a mortal, and spend it quietly...... The matter of cultivation, from now on, don't mention it again!" Wang Lin's voice revealed a resoluteness, which cannot be changed and will not change!