Nowadays, every force in the world is sparing no effort to find Ye Xiaochuan, not only those good and evil sects, but also Ye Xiaochuan's good friends.
They say that people leave their names when they pass by, and geese leave their voices when they pass by.
Everyone couldn't figure out how it was possible that a living person like Ye Xiaochuan, a useless person with all his meridians cut off and his Dantian shattered, was stuffed into the Chaos Bell and thrown out in front of everyone, and then the Cangyun Sect disciples chased after him.
Not even a trace?
But the fact is that Ye Xiaochuan really seems to have never existed in this world. It has been more than three years and there is no trace at all.
The search for Ye Xiaochuan is too big. The world of cultivation is looking for him, and the mortal court is also looking for him.
After such a long time, Ye Xiaochuan is still the most searched in the world.
Every day, hundreds of millions of people are thinking, has Ye Xiaochuan been found today?
Is he alive or dead?
Or is he still alive and where is he?
What are you doing now?
what are you doing?
Of course I'm telling a story.
From the morning to the afternoon, they were all about the past between him and Du Chun.
Eight years was a long time, and in half a day I only talked about the incident where he and Du Chun, Wangcai, stole and ate the most beloved big koi of Taoist Yunhai at Chaoxia Peak.
The place to eat fish is in Langdu Village. The three weird wooden sculptures depict the scene of them stealing fish to eat.
Du Chun likes to eat meat, so he keeps his mouth wide open.
Ye Xiaochuan calls himself the best thief in the world, so he has three hands.
Those who catch fish from the Taiye Pond will be rich.
The three guys ganged up to commit the crime, and Taoist Yunhai has yet to find the fish thief.
Yuan Xiaolou didn't play with her flowers and plants all day long. She sat next to Ye Xiaochuan, propped up her chin, and listened to the stories Ye Xiaochuan told with relish.
While talking, Ye Xiaochuan shut up.
Yuan Xiaolou said: "Why don't you say anything?
what's next!"
Ye Xiaochuan said: "I drank too much water and I want to pee."
"ah!"
Yuan Xiaolou reacted, his cheeks turned red, and he said, "You can't pee your pants again."
Ye Xiaochuan said: "I can't move."
Yuan Xiaolou stood up, picked up Ye Xiaochuan, and said, "I'll help you."
The hut is not big. It is not far from the big tree in the yard and is surrounded by wooden boards against the corners. A hole is dug in the ground and there is a large vat in the hole.
Yuan Xiaolou recovered from his cultivation and became very strong. He came to the latrine, held Ye Xiaochuan's back collar with one hand, and untied Ye Xiaochuan's belt and took off his pants with the other hand.
She blushed, turned her head away, and whispered, "You go ahead and pee."
Ye Xiaochuan was really peeing, but his body was soft and soft, and Xiao Xiaochuan was also soft. There was no such thing as the majestic wind that made him urinate three hundred feet against the wind and shoot through Samsara Peak with the wind.
When Yuan Xiaolou saw that Ye Xiaochuan had finished urinating, he still didn't dare to turn his head and stretched out his hand to fumble, trying to pull up Ye Xiaochuan's pants.
As a result, I felt my pants were wet.
She couldn't help but take a peek and found that not a drop of Ye Xiaochuan's urine went into the latrine, and almost all of it was on the pants under his feet.
She didn't say anything, didn't even lift Ye Xiaochuan's pants, and returned to the room with Ye Xiaochuan in her arms.
He put Ye Xiaochuan on the bed, took off Ye Xiaochuan's pants, and took out another pair of pants from the closet for Ye Xiaochuan to put on.
Ye Xiaochuan just let Yuan Xiaolou do what he wanted. This time, he didn't close his eyes and looked at Yuan Xiaolou the whole time.
After Yuan Xiaolou changed Ye Xiaochuan into clean pants, he said with red cheeks: "Yes... I'm sorry, I was too stupid..." Ye Xiaochuan said: "I am the one who should say I'm sorry.
Actually, you don’t have to take care of me. You are a yellow flower girl and it’s not good for your reputation.”
Yuan Xiaolou said quickly: "No...it doesn't matter. In the beginning, I was really embarrassed every time I changed your dressing and wiped your body. I've gotten used to it in the past few months.
You have been telling me stories for a long time. You must be tired. You should rest first while I go wash my pants."
With that said, she took Ye Xiaochuan's wet pants and ran out of the room.
The old storyteller came back a little late tonight. Lantian County is a small place after all. He went to Chang'an City today and got a job as a storyteller in a restaurant. He paid 500 yuan a day and only talked for two hours at noon when there were many diners.
, the rest of the time he spends the rest of the time telling people’s fortunes on the street.
After a busy day, I earned two taels of silver.
During this period, no matter how late the old storyteller came back, he would always carry a bag of rice, and occasionally a piece of meat, or the medicinal stones Ye Xiaochuan needed.
The old storyteller came back late today, and the rice bucket was also very loyal. He hadn't eaten dinner until he saw the old storyteller entering the yard, so he swung his big butt and walked to his rice plate to eat.
Yuan Xiaolou stepped forward and took the half bag of rice and the bamboo pole curtain from the old storyteller's hand.
He said: "Grandpa, you came back a little late today and the food is cold. I'll heat it up for you."
The old storyteller said: "Don't bother, grandpa is used to eating cold food.
Why didn’t that boy Ye Xiaochuan come out to admire the moon tonight?”
Yuan Xiaolou said awkwardly: "He peed his pants in the afternoon, got angry, and didn't eat much dinner. I wanted to hold him out to enjoy the cool air, but he didn't agree."
The old storyteller said angrily: "He is a mortal now. Starve him for a few meals and see if he still shows off his temper."
The old storyteller seemed a little tired. After dinner, he asked Yuan Xiaolou to carry two buckets of water to his room so that he could take a bath.
After the old storyteller entered the house, Yuan Xiaolou was washing dishes and pots in the kitchen again. It was almost the third day of the morning when he finished his busy work.
Pushing the door and entering the room, the room was cool and cool. Taking the oil lamp, he walked to the bed and opened the mosquito net. Ye Xiaochuan closed his eyes and seemed to have fallen asleep.
Yuan Xiaolou did not disturb him and lay gently beside Ye Xiaochuan.
Ye Xiaochuan said: "You put so many ice cubes in the house every day, don't you feel a little cold?"
Yuan Xiaolou was startled and said, "You haven't fallen asleep yet?"
Ye Xiaochuan said: "It's too cold, I can't sleep."
Yuan Xiaolou immediately got out of bed, lit the oil lamp, and said: "I forgot that you have no cultivation level now. It is indeed a bit cold in this room. I will get you a thinner blanket for the bed."
She rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, quickly found a blanket, and gently covered Ye Xiaochuan's body.
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Thank you, good night."
"Oh, good night!"
Yuan Xiaolou replied subconsciously.
After a while, she saw that Ye Xiaochuan seemed to have really fallen asleep, so she lay back on the bed again.
When Yuan Xiaolou woke up early the next morning, he found that he was covered with a blanket, his head was resting on Ye Xiaochuan's arm, and one leg and one arm were resting on Ye Xiaochuan's body.
She didn't even know how she got into Ye Xiaochuan's bed last night.
Seeing that Ye Xiaochuan didn't seem to be awake, she felt relieved and got out of bed quietly, for fear of waking up Ye Xiaochuan.
Hearing the sound of the door closing softly, Ye Xiaochuan's eyes slowly opened.
At this moment, his eyes no longer seemed numb, but had a hint of desire for life.
His dead heart seemed to be gradually being awakened by that kind and shy girl.
