Putting Yinliang on the shabby wooden table, Yi Mo picked up the child he had just bought in the corner and was about to leave. The woman behind her screamed weakly, looked at the dazed young son in his arms, and shed tears and said, "Please treat him well."

Yi Mo didn't say anything, just nodded. Saying such words at this time is really a matter of repairing the problem. Since she has decided to sell her parents and children, whether it is good or not has nothing to do with her.

Yi Mo walked out with Xiao Liuyan in his arms and quickly disappeared behind the door.

The Liu couple looked at the open wooden door in a daze. When they thought that their flesh and blood were separated, they couldn't help but feel sad. They hugged their heads and cried bitterly. After crying for a while, the man wiped the tears first and comforted the woman and said in a mute voice: "Everyone said that this child is in a life, so we have the current situation at home. Now we can't raise him. Someone is willing to take him away. It's his fate, and maybe it's your fate. Don't be sad."

The woman was still crying and after a long time of wiping her tears, she said, "Forget it." She said, her eyes still staring at the road outside the door where there was no sign of her figure. In the end, it was a piece of flesh that fell off her body. If the family was not so embarrassed, no matter how stupid she was, she would not leave it to others.

From then on, even parting.

Yi Mo took Liu Yan and soon became farther and farther away from the thatched mud wall house. Liu Yan, who had been quiet, moved in his arms. His thin body twisted over and looked at the house that was getting farther and farther away through his shoulders. His eyelids did not blink, and he was born stupid, but he stared at the house that had lived in four years, as if calling on the two people in the house. Yi Mo noticed his movements, stopped at his feet, and looked at the thatched hut with him.

Yimo asked: "Don't you want to leave?"

Liu Yan couldn't speak until today, and seemed to have never understood what others said. Naturally, he didn't respond to his questions. He stared at the far away room and stubbornly maintained a waiting and watching posture.

Seeing him like this, Yi Mo had to look around, then turn the face of the child in his arms, pointing to a mountain not far away and say, "We live there, you can see it when you stand on the mountain. They gave you to me, and you can't go back in the future."

However, Liu Yan did not look in the direction he pointed, but looked down at his fingers dullly. After a long time, Liu Yan stretched out his hand, and his little hand as thin as a chicken's feet grabbed Yi Mo's index finger and pinched it tightly.

Yi Mo thought he understood, and he was happy for a moment. With just a moment, the joy disappeared like a tide. Xiao Liuyan grabbed his finger and stuffed it into his mouth.

Hungry.

Yi Mo sighed, not knowing where this person's soul and spirit were lost. At the same time, he was also glad that if he hadn't lost one soul and spirit, he would have been afraid that he would have to guard an animal that he didn't know what kind of animal he had now.

Putting the child back in his arms, Yimo casts a spell and flies quickly towards the mountain.

Liu Yan didn't even struggle, just turned his head in his arms, looking further and further away, and finally only a hut the size of a grain of rice was left.

Even if he has been disliked and cursed, he has given him a limited warm place.

On the uninhabited mountain peaks, trees collapsed, and a small courtyard rose up on the ground, and three rooms, one kitchen, two houses, and new windows and doors were built. There were many green bamboos growing in the courtyard, and there were many trees outside the courtyard gate and lush flowers. Through the low walls and low railings, you can see the beautiful scenery like heaven at a glance.

Liu Yan squatted on the ground and watched the ants move, and watched the birds fly low, occasionally standing up, looking at the small house as big as a grain of rice through the dense forests.

The mountains and forests are rainy in summer. After a while, the sky becomes cloudy, and then huge raindrops fall. Often, before the rain hits his face, he is picked up and taken into the house.

There was a faint fragrance floating in the house and the sound of rain outside the house drizzling.

Liu Yan sat opposite the man, opening his mouth and eating slowly. He was so stupid that he would leak a little on the left and dripping some on the right, so that he would let him eat it himself. Usually, more food fell on the ground than it would enter his stomach.

When he first came to the mountain, in the evening when it was not raining, Yimo would let him eat in the yard and eat by himself. Often before he could eat for a while, the spilled rice attracted a group of birds. After watching carefully for a while, each rushed up to surround his bowl, and pecked in his bowl with a bold and bold manner. Liu Yan would not rush, and ate less and less food under the mouths of the birds.

Yimo had to feed him by himself.

Liu Yan sat opposite him, looking at his face, occasionally slowly moving to the chopsticks beside his mouth, eating for a while, looking at the plate of fish on the table, then opened his mouth for granted, and waited for Yi Mo to pick out the cherry meat from the fish's face and feed it into his mouth. Slowly chewing the fish meat, Liu Yan lowered his head and fiddled with a tail grass in his hand. The furry thatch was like the tail of a small animal. After Liu Yan swallowed the fish meat, when Yi Mo's chopsticks came again, he held the tail grass and scratched Yi Mo's face.

After scratching, Yi Mo didn't respond. Liu Yan scratched his neck again. Yi Mo put down his chopsticks and said, "It's not itchy."

Liu Yan didn't respond after hearing this, and still scratched perseveringly. Yi Mo also sat upright, still scratching around his face with a tail grass. The soft, thin and dense fluff slid across his cheeks, forehead, nose, and ears. In front of him were a pair of large, round, but spiritual and innocent eyes.

After the food was cold, Liu Yan put down the grass and stopped. Yi Mo heated the food again and continued to feed it.

The fragrance floats in the house, the sound of rain outside the house is drizzling, and the light turns dark.

Liu Yan, who was already eleven years old, was clean and clear. His childishness gradually faded, his eyes became clearer, and he gradually had the shadow of his past. He was just stupid, his eyes were still dull, and his former sharpness was gone. Yi Mo looked at him gradually for a long time, as if he was eager to find something from his face.

Shen Jue left the world's wealth and came to the mountain, lived in another room, helped with some housework every day, and spent the rest of the time with Liu Yan and Yi Mo.

The summer is hot and the mountains are refreshing, but it still makes people feel hot. After lunch that day, Shen Jue had nothing to do, so he went to the forest to take a nap. He turned into a giant black wolf, lying among the plants and trees, sleeping quietly with his eyes closed. Until the sound of footsteps came, Shen Jue opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Liu Yan who was looking at him motionless through the bushes.

Liu Yan looked at the huge black wolf, with fur all over his body glowing oil in the light leaking between the leaves. He was majestic.

Shen Jue was stunned for a moment, stood up, and forgot to transform back into a human form. The huge black shadow almost covered the weak boy.

Liu Yan looked at the wolf's eyes for a long time, and his lips, which had always been silent, moved, calling out a name: Yi Mo.

This was his first time speaking. Although Yi Mo had been teaching him to speak and read in the past few years, there was no result. Liu Yan was silent all the time, as if he was not only stupid, but also mute.

Yi Mo came over when he heard the sound. He saw a scene of a foolish confrontation between people and wolves. He seemed helpless and was so panicked that he didn't know what to do. Yi Mo had to save the scene. He picked up Liu Yan who was standing, then stepped forward and kicked the black wolf, and said helplessly: "I haven't changed yet!"

Chen Jue then came to his senses, turned into a human form, and hurriedly explained to the young man in Yi Mo's arms: "That's me," and said: "I am a wolf," and said: "I am a human, also a wolf..."

His stupid tongue made Liu Yan look at him for a long time, until he couldn't explain it clearly. It was so messy that Liu Yan slowly broke away from Yi Mo's arms, stretched out his hand, stood on tiptoe, and rubbed Chen Jue's head. This action was usually done by Yi Mo to him, representing comfort.

Chen Jue was stunned as if he had been cast in a magic spell.

Liu Yan looked at Chen Jue for a long time before turning around, looking up at Yi Mo's eyes. After a while, he reluctantly said another word: Change.

He had just spoken and couldn't speak clearly. Yi Mo thought for a long time before he knew what he meant. He pointed to himself and then at the petrified Chen Jue. Yi Mo asked him: "Is it to change me like him?"

Liu Yan nodded.

Chen Jue woke up at this time and quickly shouted, "It will scare him."

Yi Mo looked at the eyes that had not changed for several years, dull and innocent. After thinking about it, he turned back to his original form. A black snake as thick as a bowl, with a golden abdomen, entrenched on the ground, half of his body, and a pair of snake eyes staring at Liu Yan.

Liu Yan tilted his head and looked at it for a long time without any response. I don’t know if it was scared or not.

A tit jumped between the branches, leaving a crisp bird song and flew to another tree. Liu Yan then slowly stretched out his hand, pressed the snake's head, and slowly touched the snake's body. The cold scales passed through his palm. Liu Yan spoke again and said, "Yimo."

After saying that, he raised his head, pointed to the tall fruit tree in front of him, pointed to the red fruit hanging on the branches, and said, "Eat."

As soon as he finished speaking, the snake entrenched on the ground stretched out its tail and wrapped it around him. When one person and one snake appeared again, it was already sitting on the treetops.

Yi Mo returned to the human form, stretched out his arms and picked two fruits, put them in his hand and asked, "Is it enough?"

Liu Yan stopped talking, perhaps because he felt that his speech was useless and sat on his lap and bit the fruit.

Chen Jue stood under the tree, looked up for a long time, and finally couldn't help it. He asked Yi Mo on the tree loudly: "Is he stupid or not?"

Yi Mo thought for a long time, looked at Liu Yan, who was chewing fruits and chewing juice, wiped him, and said, "Maybe it's just slow."

The dazed Liu Yan was gnawing on the fruit, not knowing what they were talking about.

In the evening, Liu Yan sat in the wooden barrel, slapped the water. When Yi Mo walked over, he almost lost half of the bucket of water, and refilled the water. Yi Mo asked him: "Are you really stupid?"

Liu Yan was hitting the water splash. Seeing that he was coming, he hit the water splash even more, and finally splashed Yi Mo's face. Liu Yan didn't laugh when he came. Seeing Yi Mo's face with water marks, he couldn't show a smile. But his subordinates slapped it stupidly, making the water splash more and more, and wet all Yi Mo who was squatting next to the wooden barrel from beginning to end.

After he had enough fun, Yi Mo filled it with water again. After taking the soap seeds and rubbed his long hair, Liu Yan slowly said, "Water... Snake." As he said that, he sank into the wooden barrel, then stood up "wow", and a pool of water rolled down his body without a single cotton thread. By the way, he poured Yi Mo one end.

Yi Mo pulled him back and continued to wash without saying a word. His face was calm until he finished washing and put on his robe. Yi Mo said, "You are at most a water ghost." As he waved his sleeves, the bucket flew out of the open door and poured the bucket of water into the yard.

After finishing his work, he was about to turn off the lights when the door was knocked. Chen Jue said outside: "Father."

Yi Mo opened the door and asked what was wrong. Chen Jue carried a bag and said he wanted to leave.

Liu Yan sat up on the bed, uncovered the curtains, and looked at them talking.

Yi Mo naturally knew what he was going to do, so he thought for a while and said, "Go."

Chen Jue said: "I have a shallow Taoist practice and have been abandoned over the years, so I don't know where to go. Does my father know where he is?"

Yi Mo lowered his eyes, something seemed to flash in his eyes, and he quickly said, "I have only seen him once. You should know that emperors are extraordinary people. How can I calculate it?" He said, "If you can't find it, don't look for it. If you should meet it, you will naturally meet it."

Chen Jue keenly felt something from his words, and waited before saying, "I promised him to search for him for a lifetime. Since he said it, he would do it. If he found it, it would be fine if he didn't recognize me."

Yimo said: "That's fine?"

"Yes," Chen Jue said: "Originally... I am two kinds of people. He is an emperor and a wolf demon. He is clearly divided... Although I have been together for decades, I can't say how good it is. So, if I find him and don't recognize me, I will just say that that's the case at the beginning."

After thinking for a long time, Yi Mo said, "Then you go and look for it."

Chen Jue asked: "Where to find it?"

"I really can't calculate it," Yimo said.

Chen Jue sighed and said, "Then look for the kid slowly." He will always find it. Chen Jue thought that he was half a human and half a demon anyway, and he could still live many years while searching and practicing, so he would not be afraid of not being able to find it.

Chen Jue left.

Yi Mo closed the door, walked to the window, looked at the dazed boy, and suddenly wanted to speak, wanted to say, so he said.

Yi Mo said: "It is impossible to find the world." He said to the fool Liu Yan that the emperor was originally a god. He came down to earth and went back after a while. How could Chen Jue find it in the world? He must be unable to find it. Even if he finds it, he is a god. He has no desires and no desires, so how could he give up his dignity for a little wolf demon?

As he said that, Yi Mo raised his hand, stroked Liu Yan's head, and said softly: "I'm not worried about him. You taught him well back then, so he won't be like me..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped. What is this? I can't see through this, or I will never give up like this? Yi Mo didn't know what to say.

He hugged the boy's thin body into his arms. Yi Mo hugged him for a long time before he sighed as if muttering to himself: "Shen Qingxuan, I feel tired."

In this life, Yi Mo also felt hopeless and didn't know how to describe it. His heart was as lonely as weeds. Even though he was a ruthless monster, he had feelings and desires. Once he was infected with these, it would be difficult to think about clearing his mind. Maybe he could find another Lingshan, sleep for hundreds of years, calm down and continue practicing. But... he was unwilling to do so.

Always unwilling to accept it.

Just as he was confused, Liu Yan moved in his arms, stretched out his hand, stroked his back, and saw that he had no reaction, he raised his body, held his face seriously and kissed him again and again.

Yi Mo was stunned for a moment, looking at his eyes, but couldn't see any love. The slightly hot part of his chest slowly became colder.

Liu Yan said: "Yimo."

The next words, but I won’t say. A fool is a fool. No matter how you excuse him, he will be a fool, and he can’t even comfort him. He will just call his name blankly.

Liu Yan called out: "Yimo."

He shouted again: "Yimo."

One after another: "Yimo."

It seems that nothing else except these two words.

Yi Mo hugged him tightly and said for a long time: "Go to sleep."

Liu Yan's regular routine was so late tonight. After hearing what he said, he quickly closed his eyes and fell asleep heartlessly.
Chapter completed!