This son's name is Xiao Yu, and the old man he called his grandfather is surnamed Xiao, in fact, it does not mean that Xiao Yu is the old man's own grandson, but an orphan adopted by the old man.

The old man is a storyteller, and by chance he met Xiao Yu, who was being bullied, and saw that he was pitiful, only six years old, but he was well-behaved, so he adopted him and named him Xiao Yu.

And Xiao Yu, who felt the love, also deeply wanted to have a kind of love, so he went home with Mr. Xiao, and there was a sentence that he still remembers vividly.

"Child, you follow your grandfather in the future, I am your grandfather, your own grandfather, there is a grandfather, no one will beat you again, grandpa's surname is Xiao, in the future, you will call Xiao Yu to know? ”

The child nodded, probably understanding Mr. Xiao's words.

Then Mr. Xiao pulled Xiao Yu and walked home......

Seven or eight years have passed now, and Xiao Yu is no longer an ignorant and bullied child, and there is a look in his eyes that ordinary teenagers of this age do not have. It's as if something has already been experienced......

In this way, after that, Mr. Xiao had a small figure around him when he was telling stories every day, and this was Xiao Yu.

At first, the child was just listening alone, but a few months later, Mr. Xiao did not leave after speaking, he looked at the child, his eyes were full of encouragement, the child nodded to him, and came to Mr. Xiao's side.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this child's name is Xiao Yu, and he is the grandson of the old man, let him tell everyone a paragraph today, and everyone can give some evaluation!" Mr. Xiao said and hugged everyone.

"Okay! Okay!" Everyone didn't have any opinions, after all, they had already listened to today's talk, and now this kid wants to talk about it as a gift, so it's okay to listen to it.

It was inevitable that Xiao Yu would be nervous for the first time, but he also knew that he had to work hard, so he lowered his throat and said: "The kid has been learning storytelling with his grandfather for a short time, and there are bad things to say, please forgive me." As he spoke, his expression calmed down a lot.

Old Mr. Xiao only nodded, he knew that Yu'er had worked hard in the past few months, and he also had high hopes for him.

"Speaking of the beginning of heaven and earth, the world is still a chaos, and in this chaos there is a magical power brewing, the legend says that as long as you can master a strong power, you can be invincible in the world, the book that the kid wants to talk about today is the story of this magical power......"

Slowly, Xiao Yu was completely immersed in it, he was actually attracted by the plot of the story, and telling it was also fascinating for everyone to listen.

"Master, didn't you say that the mortal world doesn't believe in our existence? Why is this kid's story so similar to our cultivators, and the person he said is obviously the one who has reached the strength of the Ascension Stage. "In the teahouse, two people near the window were talking, listening to the voice, it should be a little girl, not very old.

The person opposite the little girl was a middle-aged woman who looked to be in her forties, but she smiled and said, "Silly girl, didn't you hear that kid say that it was a legend? Most of us cultivators are not active in the earthly world, and even if we occasionally do, they will classify us as legends, and the so-called legends cannot be trusted!"

"Oh!" the little girl nodded as if she didn't understand.

At this time, Xiao Yu's story also reached the place of high tide, only to see Xiao Yu pick up the fan beside him and wave it forward, and his little face also showed a trace of brilliance at this time.

"Feng Tian stood there arrogantly, he was the witch in the mouth of the crowd in his arms, he was just like this alone in front of all the people, and said with a fearless face: 'I am here today, you so-called righteous way is to promise or not, I and Qing Shui will be together, life and death together!'" Speaking of this, Xiao Yu stopped, slapped the fan in his hand down, and continued, "Such pride, dare to love and hate, should be an iron-clad man." ”

There was a lot of cheering in the teahouse, and they all became interested in the story.

The little girl frowned at this time and said, "Master, isn't that Qing Shui our predecessor in the Water Clothes Valley? Who is Feng Tian, why haven't you heard of him?"

"Silly girl, the same name doesn't necessarily mean a person!" Although she said so, as one of the pharaohs of the Water Clothes Valley, she was greatly surprised in her heart, the matter of Qing Shui and Fengtian back then can be said to have shocked the entire cultivation world, she didn't expect that there was such a legend in the world, thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at the storyteller child, at this time Xiao Yu had completely let go, and what he said was articulate, and his expression was also very excited.

"Ling'er, let's go, the time to come out this time is not short, and if you don't go back, the valley master will be angry. Yanqing stood up at this time and glanced at the apprentice Ling'er beside her.

"Oh. Ling'er seemed to be a little reluctant to leave, so she answered and stood up reluctantly.

After taking two steps with the master, he suddenly turned around and shouted to Xiao Yu: "Hey, novelist, remember my name, my name is Xingling, maybe one day I will also be the legendary character you talked about." ”

Her voice was crisp, and everyone in the teahouse heard it, and they all looked at the little girl for a while, Xiao Yu was also stunned, stopped, and looked at the girl.

The girl smiled at everyone, turned around and followed the master, leaving everyone confused, not knowing where this little girl was sacred.

Xiao Yu saw that the girl was almost out of the door, and suddenly said loudly: "Xing Ling, I wrote it down!"

The girl seemed to hear it, laughed, and was already out of the teahouse.

This small episode did not disturb Xiao Yu's interest in storytelling, and soon he finished telling his story, everyone naturally applauded, and Mr. Xiao was also very happy, he didn't expect Xiao Yu to learn so quickly and speak so well.

In this way, Xiao Yu's name is also well-known in this town, although he is not yet ten years old, he can already tell stories alone, and he doesn't earn much money, but he can support himself.

Since following his grandfather, Xiao Yu's life has been very happy, at least he will no longer be cold, hungry, and bullied like before. I learned a lot from Mr. Xiao. Mr. Xiao's rich experience and open-minded temperament all rendered Xiao Yu, which had a great impact on his future growth......

From birth, the environment in which we live is extremely important, and to a large extent, it determines the path of our future growth. Most children are good by nature, but how could God bring cunning and cruel people into the world?

Speaking of Xiao Yu's birth, it is also extremely magical!

He was born in a small remote town. When he was born, it was the cold winter of the lunar month, and the snow covered the entire village that night.

A red light pierced the village. After a cry, a fire fell from the sky. In an instant, the entire village was reduced to ashes. Only the newborn baby was shrouded in a few golden rays of light, and miraculously survived. Later, when people from the outside world came to help, they found the baby and took him away.

Later, the baby was adopted by an elderly couple who had no children and no daughters, but when the child was six years old, the old couple returned to heaven. At this point, the poor child became an orphan and began to live on the streets. The four seas are home, begging for a living, often beaten and scolded, and the poor child drags his weak body to wander.

Maybe it's because he's kind by nature, born with a spirit, and he doesn't complain or hate the world in his memory, or maybe it's because he doesn't understand?

It may be that God can't bear to see the child continue to suffer, so he met Mr. Xiao, who is kind and open-minded by nature, and since then the child has the protection of his relatives and the warmth of home!

"Azure Perishe"

The silence is merciless, and the living are gone;

There is no trace of heaven, and the vastness has been determined.

The sea of love is dependent, and it is worth it;

The fate of the luck has been revealed.