"Father, who is this kid? Why haven't you seen him before?"
The priest smiled and said: "For the newly born baby, I still don't know whether he was born from a god or was born, or was conceived by all things. I want to let him stay here first and explore his origins."
Fairy Bingyue, dressed in plain white spruce, walked out of the house with a smile on her face.
This is the most beautiful person Xiao Yuan has ever seen in his life.
Although Xiao Yuan was born only a day ago, he had not met many people.
Xiao Yuan, who was dumbfounded, did not pay attention to the priest and Fairy Bingyue introducing him, and only stared at Fairy Bingyue's beautiful face.
"Look at this little kid, why is he staring at people without speaking?" Fairy Bingyue covered her mouth and joked with a smile.
"Ah..." Xiao Yuan reacted immediately, but he still couldn't help but stare at Fairy Bingyue.
"What's your name, kid?" Fairy Bingyue knelt down and looked up at him.
Xiao Yuan was stunned and asked: "What is a name?"
"Hahaha"
The priest smiled heartily and said, "This child may have been born for less than a day and doesn't understand anything."
"As for your name, when someone calls you, you know it's your code name.
For example, my name is Bingyue Fairy, and when someone mentions the word Bingyue, I know they are talking about me."
Fairy Bingyue smiled and patiently explained to Xiao Yuan.
"Oh..." Xiao Yuan nodded and said, "I don't have a name."
Fairy Bingyue touched Xiao Yuan's head, stood up and looked at the priest, saying, "Father, give this child a name."
The priest touched his beard, nodded, looked at Xiao Yuan and said: "You have just come to this world, is there anything you particularly like?"
Xiao Yuan looked at the small courtyard, pointed around and said, "What is this?"
"Do you like this little yard?"
Fairy Bingyue asked.
Xiao Yuan nodded, and the priest smiled and said: "My courtyard is much simpler than that of other gods. It's rare that you will like it."
"Small courtyard..." The priest lowered his head and murmured. After a moment, he said, "Then you will be called Xiao Yuan from now on."
"Xiao Yuan?" Bingyue read along and said with a smile: "This is a good name, with the sound of the piano and the gaze into the abyss."
Then he squatted on the ground and said to Xiao Yuan: "Little Xiao Yuan, please take good care of me in the future."
If everyone in the world has white moonlight, then Fairy Bingyue is Xiao Yuan's cinnabar mole, equally beautiful and unforgettable.
Xiao Yuan lived with the priest and Fairy Bingyue for three months. These three months were the beginning of Xiao Yuan's life and the beginning of Xiao Yuan's nightmare.
One sunny afternoon, Xiao Yuan was building a structure in Jiuzhongtian with Fairy Bingyue, when suddenly a mysterious force took Xiao Yuan hostage.
Without enough time to react, Xiao Yuan fell unconscious.
When he opened his eyes, Xiao Yuan found himself in darkness.
When he was trying to rush out vigorously, he suddenly heard some noises.
"Father, Xiao Yuan is missing!
"Bingyue Fairy hurried back to the courtyard and rushed into the priest's house.
But it had no effect. No matter how loud Xiao Yuan was, no one outside could hear him.
"If it's gone, it's gone."
This was the extremely cold voice of the priest.
Xiao Yuan slapped the barrier with his hand, wondering why the priest who usually cared so much about him was so cold and heartless after he disappeared.
"What?!
"The anxiety and disbelief on Fairy Bingyue's face were clearly visible, and she even thought that the priest had heard wrongly.
"Father, Xiao Yuan suddenly disappeared!
"
"I know, I locked him up."
The expression on Fairy Bingyue's face was difficult to understand for a while. While she was relieved, she felt that the priest might have something important to ask Xiao Yuan, but at the same time, she suddenly felt that the matter was not that simple.
"There's something going on..."
Before he even asked the question, he was interrupted by the priest: "Stop talking, there will be no such person as Xiao Yuan in the future!
"
Bingyue looked at the priest in shock and wanted to say something, but was kicked out by the priest. She was puzzled.
Also puzzled was the imprisoned Xiao Yuan.
Later, Xiao Yuan felt that someone had picked up something that was locked up in him. It shook for a quarter of an hour before he stopped.
Xiao Yuan heard several people he was familiar with discussing something together.
He also heard the reason why the priest imprisoned him.
The priest finally understood how Xiao Yuan was born.
It is not born from God, nor is it born from birth, nor is it born from the conception of all things.
Xiao Yuan is composed of the evil thoughts generated in the hearts of thousands of gods in this world.
And neither life nor death, as long as there are people, Xiao Yuan will exist.
Together they decided on a new title for Xiao Yuan: