Zhang Yan's parents got up in the morning and found that their son was not at home, so they panicked and prepared to go out to look for it, but they didn't want to see Zhang Yan coming back from outside.

When Zhang Yan entered the house, he saw his parents looking anxious, and he was preparing to go out to find himself, and his heart was warm, but he was extremely sad, and a contradictory mood suddenly surged up.

"Big head, what are you doing out early in the morning, are you going to the back mountain again, the back mountain is now full of falling stones, it is not stable, it is so dangerous, don't go in the future, don't scare your mother again. Mother Wang couldn't help crying again, thinking of her son's actions yesterday, she was terrified.

"If you don't want to leave the house, you can help your mother do some farm work at home in the future, and your father doesn't blame you. Zhang Yan's father sighed and spoke.

"Dad, mother, don't worry, the child has thought about it, and when my cousin comes, I will follow him to the town. ”

Zhang Yan opened his mouth and said, and the other words that had been brewing were also held back, in order not to make his parents too sad, he stopped talking.

Hearing this, Zhang Yan's parents breathed a sigh of relief.

On this day, Zhang Yan ran alone to another mountain forest outside the village, and built a fire in a clearing in the forest, and the fire was burned red.

Zhang Yan untied the ancient umbrella from behind, feeling the coldness and strange material of the ancient umbrella, and felt sad in his heart.

"If this umbrella can be burned, one day I will ask what this heavenly way is, if this umbrella can not be burned, one day I will be successful, find the owner of this umbrella, and avenge this teacher!"

After speaking, Zhang Yan threw the umbrella into the fire and watched the changes.

But after a long time, let alone burning, the broken umbrella surface on the ancient umbrella did not even have a trace of rolling.

Zhang Yan took out the umbrella, the ancient umbrella was still extremely cold, and the surface of the umbrella was not stained with a trace of fire ash, and it was still that quaint.

"From now on, this umbrella will not be lost, this hatred will not be lost, this umbrella will not be broken, and this hatred will not be forgotten. ”

Extinguishing the fire, Zhang Yan walked out of the forest.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye, and Zhang Yan's cousin rushed from Huolin Town to Huangniu Village that day.

"Cousin, cousin, I'm here, where is the big-headed cousin, Ha Luha, where is it, I'll take a look. ”

Zhang Yan's cousin is a burly middle-aged man, with a square face, a big head, broad shoulders and long hands, a neat gray shirt, and a loud voice.

"Big head, don't come out to see your cousin yet. Zhang's father shouted into the room.

For a few days, Zhang Yan didn't go out again, and he didn't go to the back mountain, which made the parents feel a lot more relieved, but Zhang Yan suddenly changed as a person, in addition to helping his mother do housework every day, the rest of the time was to play small games with his sister, and then stayed in the room alone, Zhang and Wang's husband and wife could only be helpless.

Zhang Yan walked out and saw the big cousin, coupled with the age gap, he suddenly felt a little awkward and speechless, and could only say softly: "Hello cousin." ”

"Big head, don't be stunned, go and pour your cousin a glass of water. The mother looked at Zhang Yan dotingly and said.

"Ha Luha, this kid, I haven't seen him for many years, he has grown so big, he used to be sick, but now he is much more energetic, so that's right. ”

Zhang Yan brought boiling water to his cousin and sat quietly aside.

"Cousin, why don't you stay for a few days before leaving?" Zhang Yan's father looked over, his eyes were full of reluctance, he didn't want his son to be so far away from home, and wanted his son to stay a few more days.

"Uncle Cousin, Aunt Cousin, the restaurant in the town is really too busy, and today I still asked the neighboring Lao Wang to help one or two to come early. ”

"Since this is the case, let's hurry up early, go there, you also take this kid with you, I don't recognize life since I was a child, go out to hone and hone more, and in a few years I have half of my cousin's ability, and I am also content." Zhang Yan's father "clicked" the pipe in his mouth, and then sighed.

"Uncle Cousin, you can rest assured that this matter is on me, and I will not be wronged if I keep the big head. Cousin Zhang Yan patted his chest and said loudly.

"Father, mother, the child has something to say to you. At this time, Zhang Yan's voice was a little apprehensive and timid, but his eyes were full of determination.

The three of them were puzzled, but Zhang Yan's cousin didn't ask, and took the initiative to walk out of the hall, leaving a space for the family.

"Little girl, come to my brother. Zhang Yan gently stroked his sister's head and hugged his sister.

The husband and wife looked at Zhang Yan and felt that their son had suddenly changed as if he had changed someone.

"Dad, mother, I've thought about it for a long time, and I originally thought that there was no need to mention it, but I was unwilling. Zhang Yan looked at his parents, tears came out of his eyes, endured the pain in his heart, and continued, "Dad, mother, please tell me, am I an orphan you picked up when you were a child?"

As soon as these words came out, the two of them were stunned on the spot, and Zhang Yan's words were too amazing.

Zhang Yan's parents stared at their son to death, and the two of them have always known about this matter, and after picking Zhang Yan back, they have always said that they were their own, and no one has ever doubted it.

But how could the son know about it?

"Big head, who are you listening to? Don't listen to people's nonsense, child, you are not an orphan, we are your biological parents. Zhang Yan's mother was in a hurry, and her tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Mother, you picked up the child back then, but you also got a token from the child, can you show the child?"

Zhang Yan looked at his mother's anxious and sad appearance, and his heart softened at first, but when he thought of his biological parents, he couldn't help but feel ruthless again.

"Child, who are you listening to about this?" Zhang Yan's mother knew that she couldn't hide it now, and Zhang Yan's father sighed on the side.

"Dad, do you remember the spring water that the child brought back from the back mountain when her mother was critically ill?"

So Zhang Yan told how he met the master five years ago, how hard he practiced, how the master taught him a lot of knowledge, and how he saved his mother......

It turns out that there has always been an immortal living in the back mountain.

And the immortal has been teaching his son skills for the past five years, no wonder his son reacted like that when the mountain collapsed.

At this time, the couple was also relieved, since the immortal was in the back mountain, a small village with a big palm, what else could they hide from the immortal.

Now that his son has been enlightened by immortals, not to mention this cattle village, Huolin Town may not be able to keep his son.

Zhang Yan's mother returned to the room, and after a while, there was a rough box made of wood in her hand.

"Look, child, although you are not our own, we have always regarded you as our own. Zhang's mother wiped her tears and handed the box to her son.

Zhang Yan looked at his adoptive parents crying, and suddenly couldn't control the pain in his heart, his fingers were clenched, his hands trembled, and he didn't dare to reach out to catch it, and suddenly cried: "Dad, mother, I'm sorry!"

Zhang Yan's heart seemed to be cut by a sharp knife, his legs were weak, and he knelt in front of his adoptive parents.

"Child, what are you doing, don't do this, I have to tell you about this sooner or later, we don't blame you. When Zhang and Wang saw Zhang Yan like this, their tears couldn't be stopped, and Wang stepped forward to hold Zhang Yan in his arms.

Zhang Yan lay in his mother's arms, feeling that his whole body was weak, he couldn't figure out if he had done something wrong, and kept muttering sorry to himself.

Seeing this, Zhang and Wang couldn't help but sigh.

The two took the initiative to open the box, and the contents were wrapped in a coarse cloth.

In the coarse cloth, there is a piece of jade that is warm to the hand, half the size of a palm, and there is a faint fluorescent circulation inside.

"Alas, child, take it, don't think about it, even if you are not reluctant to leave, we will persuade you to leave, otherwise we will feel guilty, think about your biological parents, more than ten years for the pain of losing a child, what do we have to do with this?"

The Zhang couple wiped their tears, put the jade into Zhang Yan's hands, and said with a sigh.

"I'm sorry, father, mother, the child is not filial, I'm really sorry, I'm sorry ......"

Zhang Yan felt that his whole body was in pain, muttered to himself and kept repeating a sentence, and fell asleep.

"Dad, mother, when the child's wish is fulfilled, at most ten years, I will definitely come back to see you, and Xiaoya, my brother will come back soon, be obedient. ”

In the afternoon of this day, Zhang Yan knelt down in front of his adoptive parents on the dirt road outside the village, his heart was sad, and tears could not stop falling on the yellow mud road.

But when I thought of looking for my biological parents, my heart tightened, and I kowtowed three times full of sadness, and my heart was full of guilt for my adoptive parents.

But if you don't leave, you may not be able to make up your mind, and the last one still has tears on her face, sighs in her heart, bows her head and turns around, and gets into the carriage to Huolin Town with her cousin.