The woman's face was filled with reluctance. She hugged Zhou Ru and looked at her husband with pleading eyes.
Zhou Ru's father pondered for a bit and whispered: "Daoist, this Haizi Tian is mute …"
"It's fine!"
The old man flicked his right hand. Zhou Ru's mother immediately trembled and took a few steps back. The old man grabbed Zhou Ru and smiled: "Alright, come with me!"
Zhou Ru revealed an expression of fear. Her body trembled and tears flowed down. She was only a three year old child, so her heart was filled with fear.
Zhou Ru's father clenched his teeth. Just as he was about to speak, the old man suddenly frowned. He turned his head and coldly said: "To have your child chosen is your fortune. Don't be noisy!"
At this moment, some of the elders in the village quickly went up to comfort Zhou Ru's parents.
The old man lightly snorted and said: "I'm not stealing your child, I'm just giving her a great fortune. You two will meet again in the future!" With that, his body moved and he carried Zhou Ru as he strode toward the village entrance.
Zhou Ru panicked and immediately began to cry. Her voice was filled with fear.
"Dad!
Mom! "
A young voice suddenly came out from her mouth. The old man was startled and laughed: "So she's not a mute. That's even better!"
"Ru Er!"
The woman's tears flowed down. Just as she was about to catch up, she was stopped by Zhou Ru's father. He stared in the direction the old man disappeared and whispered: "To be chosen is her fortune!"
The old man left the village entrance and became more and more excited as he looked at Zhou Ru. He muttered to himself: "A high quality spirit stone. Haha, with this high quality spirit stone, I can break through to the mid stage of Foundation Establishment. Little girl, the Old Man will not mistreat you. When you grow up, the Old Man will accept you as his disciple!"
Just as he was about to throw out his flying sword and return to the sect, Zhou Ru suddenly bit his arm. She was only a three year old child, so how much strength could she have?
However, the old man frowned and snorted: "You little girl, you don't know how to appreciate favors!"
With that, he waved his left hand and was about to slap Zhou Ru. He wanted to teach this child a lesson so that she wouldn't cry along the way as if he was stealing a child.
"How dare you!"
The old man had just raised his hand when he suddenly felt a chill run through his body. Cold sweat poured down his back. A white-robed youth had appeared in front of him.
The old man quickly put Zhou Ru down and said respectfully, "Senior, this junior …"
Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Wang Lin flicked his sleeve and the old man's body was immediately blown away by a gust of wind, disappearing into the distance.
Wang Lin stared at Zhou Ru. A year ago, he had Tie Yan return to the Cloud Sky Sect and he would personally protect Zhou Ru. He had seen everything that had happened today. He originally wanted to act, but after pondering for a bit, he stopped. He waited for the old man to take Zhou Ru away from her parents before he left.
The fear in Zhou Ru's eyes disappeared as she looked at Wang Lin. In its place was a deep sense of confusion.
"Uncle … Uncle …" Zhou Ru said in a crisp voice.
"Uncle …" Wang Lin let out a sigh and softly said, "Come with uncle, okay?"
The confusion in Zhou Ru's eyes became even stronger. She looked at Wang Lin. She didn't know why, but this uncle before her made her feel very attached to him. She nodded her head.
Wang Lin's eyes revealed a complicated expression. He held little Zhou Ru and waved his hand. A ray of light surrounded her as if he was afraid that the cold wind would freeze her.
He jumped up and slowly disappeared over the horizon with Zhou Ru in his arms.
Under the celestial jade pagoda, Wang Lin appeared with Zhou Ru in his arms. Next to them was a stone house. It looked exactly the same as before.
Wang Lin put down Zhou Ru and softly said, "We're home."
Zhou Ru quietly nodded. Her eyes were filled with curiosity as she looked around, but she didn't touch anything. She just stood next to Wang Lin.
No matter where Wang Lin went, she followed closely behind him. Even when Wang Lin was meditating, she would quietly sit to the side with a trace of confusion in her eyes.
That night, Zhou Ru fell asleep. Wang Lin sat on the side of the bed and looked at her sleeping face. He softly said, "Wan Er, your Nascent Soul is not stable right now, so you can't recover your memories. Wait until you're nineteen, then you will naturally recover."
As he looked at Zhou Ru, the scenes of him and Li Muwan flashed through his mind.
With a sigh, Wang Lin covered Zhou Ru with a blanket, then he got up and walked out.
Zhou Ru wasn't like him. She only needed to meditate to replenish her body's needs. She was like a three-year-old child. Food was the best thing for the body to grow.
Wang Lin used magic to build a kitchen outside the stone house. He, who hadn't cooked for five hundred years, went out and bought a large amount of food. Then he personally cooked porridge for Zhou Ru.
Early in the morning, Zhou Ru opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was Wang Lin sitting to the side. She rested her chin on her hand and quietly looked at Wang Lin.
Wang Lin opened his eyes and rubbed Zhou Ru's head. He smiled and asked, "Are you hungry?"
Zhou Ru nodded.
Wang Lin waved his right hand and a bowl of porridge appeared in his hand. He fed it to Zhou Ru. Zhou Ru's eyes widened and she said, "Uncle, how can this bowl fly?"
Wang Lin faintly smiled. He didn't say anything. Instead, he closed his eyes and sat down to meditate.
Time slowly passed. Wang Lin immersed himself in this kind of life. Every day, he watched Zhou Ru slowly grow up. The feeling of turning into a mortal gradually rose up in his heart.
It was a sense of peace, a sense of calmness.
Late at night, Wang Lin was meditating when a cry of alarm came from within the stone house. Wang Lin's eyes flashed and he immediately rushed into the room. He saw little Ru Er lying on the bed. She had kicked the blanket to the side. Her small hands were tightly clenched, and there was a look of struggle on her face.
"Uncle … save me … uncle … dad … mom …"
Wang Lin's right hand pressed between Zhou Ru's eyebrows and he slowly sent some spiritual energy into her. Slowly, Zhou Ru calmed down and opened her eyes. Her eyes were like stars.
After seeing Wang Lin, she immediately began to cry. Wang Lin couldn't help but laugh. So she had a dream. In the dream, she was in a place of darkness. She couldn't see anything. Her father and mother were far away, and her uncle had also left. She was alone.
"Take this. In the future, if you run into something like that, just shake this bell!" Wang Lin took out a bell from his bag of holding and placed it in her hand.
This bell was from Qiu Siping. After studying it for a while, Wang Lin found that this pair of bells was exactly the same as the ancient cultivator bell magical treasure he had in the past.
After studying the three bells, he was able to see a few seals and methods to use them. After testing them out, Wang Lin was very satisfied with their power.
Even more valuable was that there was a strange connection between the three bells. As long as one held the bells, no matter where they were, they would be able to clearly sense them.
In addition, Wang Lin also found something else in Qiu Siping's bag of holding. It was a sword sheath!
The moment he saw the sword sheath, Wang Lin immediately took out his own three sword sheaths. In comparison, the four sword sheaths were exactly the same!
The only difference was the pattern.
Time passed. In the blink of an eye, two years had passed.
Zhou Ru was now five years old.
During these two years, Wang Lin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Zhou Ru was no longer as quiet as she used to be. Instead, she became a bit naughty. Sometimes, when Wang Lin wasn't around, she would take out the bell and play with it. As long as the bell shook, Wang Lin would appear beside her.
Wang Lin felt helpless about her behavior, but he didn't say anything. However, Zhou Ru was smart. After a few times, she stopped shaking the bell. Instead, she kept the bell close to her chest like it was a precious treasure.
During these two years, Wang Lin brought her back to visit his parents once, but that was only after his parents had gone to bed.
One day, Wang Lin was sitting cross-legged outside the stone house. When he opened his eyes, he saw Zhou Ru tiptoeing out of the pagoda with a bowl of porridge in her hand. When she saw Wang Lin, she stuck out her tongue and ran up to him. "Uncle, uncle, I just saw sister goddess again!
But she still doesn't eat. "
When Zhou Ru was four years old, she sneaked up to the white-clothed female corpse on top of the pagoda to take a look. Ever since then, she had been thinking about it. Sometimes, she would go up and look at the white-clothed female corpse without feeling afraid.
There was even one time when she brought the porridge that Wang Lin cooked for her up there to feed the female corpse.
Wang Lin didn't know whether to laugh or cry about this, but he couldn't bear to scold her. After all, Zhou Ru was still young, so he let her do everything.
However, he seriously explained to Zhou Ru about feeding the female corpse porridge. In the end, Zhou Ru still didn't understand why the white-clothed sister always slept and didn't eat.
"Your sister goddess doesn't eat. Don't always bring her porridge in the future."
Wang Lin said helplessly. He felt that things were a bit messy. Zhou Ru actually called the female corpse 'sister goddess' and called him uncle … If one day, Zhou Yi returned from Daluo Planet and heard this, what kind of expression would he have?
"Then isn't she hungry?
If I don't eat for a day, I'll feel hungry. "
Little Zhou Ru widened her eyes and asked in confusion. Then, she said, "I'll put the porridge next to my sister. She can eat it when she wakes up.
Uncle, you don't have to worry about me.
Wang Lin smiled bitterly. Just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed. He looked into the distance and said, "Little Ru Er, enter the pagoda!"
"En, are the bad guys here again? They're so annoying. They always come." Zhou Ru nodded obediently. She took the porridge bowl and returned to the pagoda.
A year ago, cultivators from other countries came one after another. They wanted to challenge Ceng Niu.
Wang Lin didn't care about these people at first. Once the pagoda's intent realm was activated, these people couldn't enter at all. However, after that, these people not only didn't know when to retreat, but they also became more impudent. Although they couldn't enter, they occupied the surrounding mountains and brazenly peeped inside while waving their magic treasures.
One night, Zhou Ru was sleeping and was woken up by the sound of magic treasures. She was so scared that she cried.
At that time, Wang Lin's body flashed and he walked out. When he returned, there were seven bloody heads outside the valley. From then on, every night, there wouldn't be any sound outside.
However, there were still many challengers. There were even some famous Soul Formation cultivators.
After killing people, Wang Lin didn't show mercy to the challengers. He killed one after another. Gradually, the number of challengers decreased. However, there would still be some occasionally.
"Ceng Niu, I'm Liao Fan from Xue Yu. I want the remaining treasure of the feather fan!"
An extremely cold voice slowly came from the valley.
Tomorrow, I'll go to the country of Rosefinch and start the Rosefinch chapter!
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