Ye Qingyun went down the mountain to walk his dog.
Da Mao walked slowly in front.
Ye Qingyun followed slowly behind.
The rabbit was lying in Ye Yun's arms, looking lazy and sleepy.
Since this rabbit followed Ye Qingyun, he either eats or sleeps every day, and basically does nothing else.
It has only been a while since I started to gain weight on my body.
It turned into a chubby rabbit.
Its fur has also grown back.
I just don’t know why, but it was originally a white-haired rabbit.
But now its fur has turned gray.
Ye Qingyun was a little puzzled.
We walked all the way to the market at the foot of the mountain.
But they found that there were faint sounds of crying and noise in the market.
Ye Qingyun immediately walked closer.
I saw many people gathered together with anxious faces, and some women were crying.
Ye Qingyun frowned and asked the person next to him: "What happened?"
The man sighed: "All the children from these three families are missing. I have been looking for them for several days but still have no whereabouts. I am afraid they have been murdered."
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingyun immediately thought of what Bai Suyi said a few days ago.
A group of evil cultivators appeared in the Tianwu Dynasty, specifically targeting children.
There have been many cases.
For this reason, the three major sects even sent disciples to assist the Tianwu Dynasty in catching these evil cultivators.
"Could it be the work of those evil cultivators?"
Ye Qingyun muttered secretly.
He felt quite sad when he looked at the crying parents.
Who wouldn’t be anxious if their child was lost?
Children are the darlings of their parents.
It's a pity that Ye Qingyun can't do anything to help them. He can only silently pray that those children can return safely.
Seeing these things, Ye Qingyun no longer had the intention to continue walking the dog.
I was planning to go back to the mountain.
suddenly.
Ye Qingyun saw a little beggar standing not far away, looking slovenly and looking straight at him.
Ye Qingyun was startled.
He recognized it.
This little beggar is the same little guy who wanted to steal pears in his yard not long ago.
Ye Qingyun immediately walked towards him.
The latter also seemed to have something to say to Ye Qingyun, and walked towards Ye Qingyun.
"this is for you."
The little beggar spoke first, holding something in his hands.
Ye Qingyun took a closer look and couldn't help but smile.
It's actually a steaming bun.
The little beggar's hands were washed very clean, with no stains at all, as if he was afraid that Ye Qingyun would dislike him.
"Did you steal it?"
Ye Qingyun asked sideways.
The little beggar snorted and said dissatisfiedly: "I bought this."
As he spoke, he pointed to the bun shop not far away.
Ye Qingyun was a little curious.
"Where did you get the money?"
"I picked a bundle of herbs in the mountains and sold them to the drugstore in exchange for money."
The little beggar said with some pride.
Ye Qingyun nodded.
"This is the right thing to do. It's much better to make a living by yourself than when you stole things before."
Ye Qingyun took the bun from the little beggar's hand and took a bite.
“Not bad, delicious.”
Ye Qingyun smiled.
The little beggar was excited when he saw that Ye Qingyun did not dislike him at all, and a smile appeared on his face.
"I took you twenty pears, and I will return you twenty buns. Today is the first one."
The little beggar said seriously.
Ye Qingyun was happy.
This guy also knows how to repay kindness.
"I don't need you to pay back. You can keep the money to buy food."
The little beggar stubbornly shook his head.
"I think you live in the mountains and have to farm your own land, so your life is probably not good, so I can't owe you anything."
Ye Qingyun: "..."
Fine.
We can be regarded as being pitied by a beggar.
Who told me, Ye Qingyun, to be a farmer?
"Okay then, I'll wait for you to buy me buns to eat."
"Um!"
Ye Qingyun finished eating the buns and was about to turn around and leave.
Suddenly the little beggar followed him again.
"what's your name?"
He asked innocently.
"Ye Qingyun."
The little beggar was startled: "Your name sounds very nice."
As he spoke, he lowered his head again.
"Unlike me, I don't even have a name."
Ye Qingyun stopped.
"Do you want a name?"
The little beggar was startled and nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of desire.
"I don't want people to call me a little bastard all the time."
Ye Qingyun touched his head.
Although his hair was messy, Ye Qingyun didn't show any disgust at all.
on the contrary.
He really liked this little beggar.
At least, this little guy has some backbone.
This is what Ye Qingyun appreciates the most.
"How about I give you a name?"
The little beggar looked eager and a little cautious.
"Really?"
"Is that still false? I remember you said that your father's surname is Guo, right?"
The little beggar nodded.
Regarding the memory of his parents, he only remembered that his father's surname seemed to be Guo, and he was not even sure.
"Well, how about you call me Guo Xiaobao?"
The little beggar curled his lips.
"I feel like a kid."
Ye Qingyun couldn't laugh or cry.
Aren't you just a child?
"How about another one, Guo Xiaoyun?"
The little beggar tilted his head and thought for a while.
"This name is not bad."
"Thank you for naming me."
"From now on, my name will be Guo Xiaoyun."
The little beggar Guo Xiaoyun waved his hand and ran happily into the distance.
There, there were several little beggars of about the same size waving at Guo Xiaoyun.
Ye Qingyun suddenly remembered something.
"Be careful, it's not peaceful here lately."
"knew!"
...
Ye Qingyun left the market and planned to go back to the mountains.
Suddenly a group of people came towards us.
"right here!"
The leader, a man in black armor, pointed at Ye Qingyun and shouted loudly.
Ye Qingyun looked confused.
what's the situation?
People and horses roared in and soon surrounded Ye Qingyun.
Ye Qingyun was a little wary.
"What do you want to do? I don't have any money."
The man in black armor stared at Ye Qingyun for a while, then smiled disdainfully.
"It turns out he is a mortal with no cultivation. I thought how powerful this so-called expert was?"
"Take it away directly."
Several big men jumped out from behind the man in black armor, tied up Ye Qingyun directly, and threw him on a group of horses.
Then walked away.
Only Da Mao was left standing there, yawning, and watching Ye Qingyun being taken away.
"Little rabbit, the master has left it to you."
It shook its head and walked slowly up the mountain, not worrying about Ye Qingyun's safety at all.
Ye Qingyun was riding on the horse, his hands were tied and he couldn't move.
The rabbit was still in his arms.
"Who are you? Why do you want to tie me up?"
Ye Qingyun asked in confusion.
The man in black armor sneered: "We are from the Song family. We heard that there is some kind of outsider in Fuyun Mountain, so we came to take you back."
"Song family?"
Ye Qingyun was startled.
Could it be the Song family in Xiling that Chi Yanyu mentioned before?
