The territory of the Jade Water Divine Realm.

It was the clear and refreshing autumn season, and dust was flying on the post road. After a group of people, a small head was poked out from the bushes on the side of the road. When they were seven or eight years old, a puppy also poked out his head and looked at everything around him timidly.

His hair was messy, covered in oil, his face was covered in dust, and his face was haggard, but all this could not hide his sharp eyes at all.

They crawled out of the bushes, walked to the middle of the road, and followed the horse's hooves. The little boy sorted out his clothes that were too broken. He looked back at the thatched hut in the distance, where they slept all night last night.

"Modi, why can't you run? Are you hungry?" asked the little boy. The puppy looked up at him and whined twice. The little boy knew that he hadn't eaten for two days.

At this time, an eagle flew over the sky, and it seemed to be holding something in its mouth. Suddenly, the thing in the eagle's mouth fell down and fell in front of the little boy. When the little boy saw that it was a big gray bird with a broken neck.

Mo Di rushed forward, picked it up, and ran to the little boy again.

The little boy grabbed the big bird and ran to the woods east of the post road. Mo Di followed. When he arrived in the woods, the little boy sat on the ground and tore the hair on the bird with his hands.

The little boy took out an exquisite machete, cut open the bird's body, and then took out a fire slicing to make a fire. He picked up the big, bare bird with the tip of the knife and roasted it.

The little boy and Mo Di were both full. He was tired, and fell asleep under the tree without realizing it. I don’t know how long it took, but the little boy was woken up by a noisy shouting and scolding. He hurriedly hid behind the tree, and Mo Di followed him to the ground, motionless.

Not long after, several people wearing wooden shackles around their necks and locking iron chains appeared. The few people behind them were holding bright short swords in their hands, looking like they were escorting the prisoner to somewhere.

The first prisoner was tall and thin, with no expression on his face, like a wooden stake moving. The second was a short man with a head of a winter melon and a black beard on his face. The third was a small woman with long hair covering her face.

The little boy reached out and stroked Mo Di, signaling it not to make a sound.

The group walked past the big tree where they were hiding. The woman turned her head and looked here. The little boy seemed to see her eyes through her black hair, like two sword lights shot towards him. The little boy couldn't help but shivered. He was so scared that he bowed his head.

The little boy had nowhere to go. At first, he walked north along the post road. After eating the bird meat, he fell asleep in a daze. Now he was frightened again and ran to the opposite direction of the group just now.

The little boy's every move did not fall to the ground and was seen by a man in black in the distance. When the man saw the little boy running south, he followed him, fearing that he would lose it.

The little boy ran to the hut he had stayed at night last night and thought to himself, "Why are you back again? How unlucky!" So he entered the house, and Mo Di followed him in. He quickly covered the broken door with a few branches and sat on the ground to breathe. The man in black also hid from a distance.

The next day, when the little boy woke up, he was lying on the bed, in a spacious room, with weak hands and feet, and there was no strength at all. He looked around, and there was nothing special, just some ordinary objects, but he felt familiar. He didn't have to think too much, just to see where his puppy Mo Di was. Suddenly, he was happy and it turned out that Mo Di was lying beside the bed.

The little boy struggled to sit up. At this time, the door opened. Several men in black came in. When they saw him, they fell to their knees.

He looked at the people below in surprise and said, "What's going on?" Several men in black did not dare to look up, but just whispered: "Little Master, we deserve to die of sin. We have caused you to suffer in the past few years!"

It turned out that the little boy was named Chi Yu, and he was the son of Chi Yun, the owner of Chi Hao Villa. A few years ago, there was a fire at night in Chi Hao Villa. The next morning, he found that the young master was missing. Everyone turned the villa up and down, inside and out, but they couldn't find it. Suddenly, the young master disappeared mysteriously again, which was really worse. The owner Chi Yun instantly turned his head white, and there was a wailing sound in the villa.

After Chi Yun calmed down, he asked someone to find the cause of the fire, and sent people to search for the lost son everywhere. The reason for the fire was quickly found. The north wind blew the lantern's lantern's lantern, and the candles inside ignited firewood, and the fire took advantage of the wind and started burning.

However, after a few days, the people sent out came back to report, but the lost young master was not found. Chi Yun sighed all day long, frowning and continued to send people to search everywhere. After searching for it for a few years, he was not found.

Yesterday was definitely a good day for Chihao Villa, especially Chiyun, because someone came to report that he seemed to have discovered the whereabouts of the young master. Chiyun was very happy when he heard this and led someone to pick him up. By the time he approached the hut, it was already midnight. Several evil wolves were about to rush into the house. The little boy in the room was already frightened. Everyone hurriedly killed the wolves and rescued the little boy who had fainted. Chiyun held the little boy in his arms, walked to the torch, and looked carefully. It was his lost son, and he couldn't help but cry with joy. After everyone persuaded him, Chiyun stopped crying, immediately whipped back to Chihao Villa.

After Chi Yun settled his son, he went to drink with everyone.

Chiyu sat by the bed, listening to his experience last night. At this time, Chiyun stepped into the house and sat by the bed. The servants served delicious food and the father and son had breakfast.

After breakfast, Chiyun asked Chiyu: "Son, where have you been in the past few years?"

Akayu said: "A few years ago, on the night of fire, I knew it was on fire outside, so I ran out. I felt it was too cold and wanted to go back to the house to wear a piece of clothing. Suddenly, a man with a white mask stood in front of my door. He grabbed me, wrapped me tightly with his cloak, and flew over the courtyard wall. Later, I knew nothing."

"Then, after you woke up, did you know who was the one who caught you?"

Chiyu said, "After I woke up, I was in a Taoist temple on a mountain. I didn't know what kind of mountain it was. The master was very nice to me, and there were a few senior brothers who were very nice to me, so I lived there."

"Do you still remember the name of the master?"

"My master is called Master Feng Ji, and his best senior brother is called Yun Ting. I can't remember the rest."
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