The big guy behind the curtain

Chapter 12 The Origin of Shrouding the Sky (New book for collection)

In Nanling Village, a little girl was sitting in a dilapidated house, looking straight at the entrance of the village. She was wearing patched clothes, her face was dirty, but her eyes were bright.

The girl waited for a long time, the sky gradually fell, the night was very cold, the cold wind howled, blowing through the village, the girl couldn't help shivering.

But soon, her eyes lit up, and she ran straight to the entrance of the village.

There were many people at the entrance of the village, holding torches and wearing animal meat that they had distributed. One of them was a young boy, only a few years older than the girl.

"Brother" the girl's eyes are like crescent moons, and her eyebrows are curved.

The young man had black hair like a waterfall, narrow and deep eyes, and a bronze ring in his hand. He gently hugged his sister, and walked home with the girl in one hand.

There were many small wounds on his body, and blood oozed out little by little.

There was a fire in the house, the moonlight was very cold, the girl went to bed early after eating.

The boy lowered his head and looked at his sister who was curled up in his arms, his eyes were full of self-blame.

"Nah."

He raised his head to look at the deserted home, sighed, groped for a while from his arms, and took out a strange grimace mask, which was picked up from the ancient land, and he wondered if he could exchange it for some money.

The fire was crackling, but the temperature did not reach him. It was chilly behind him, and the wind still came in through the cracks in the stones.

Firelight reflected in his pupils.

I heard that after a while, an elder from the Yuhua God Dynasty will come to this village to recruit people. I must work hard to give my daughter a better life.

In the early morning of the next day, Nannan opened her bright eyes, and naturally noticed the grimace mask in the boy's hand. The boy was still sleeping, and the sound of even breathing could be heard.

The girl picked up the grimace mask with her small hands, but she didn't know that it disturbed the sleeping boy.

He opened his eyes, looked at the girl, and said dotingly, "Do you like it, my brother specially prepared it for you." After saying this, the boy felt a little sinful in his heart.

The girl nodded and hummed hard.

Seeing the joy on his sister's face, he had a smile on his face.

Another day passed.

this day.

The village was crowded with people, and a group of people far away from the secular world broke the peace of this small village.

"Senior Sister, tell me what the Patriarch and the Holy Master think, let us come to this small place." A white-haired man in Taoist uniform complained to a beautiful monk beside him, followed by several disciples .

"Don't talk nonsense, the Holy Master's arrangement can actually be guessed by me, so just do it." The beautiful woman cursed with her eyes wide open.

In the small village, all the villagers were talking about it. Looking at their gorgeous costumes, there was longing and envy in their eyes. The teenager led her younger sister at the end, trying to stand on tiptoe to see what the fairy looks like.

"Lord Shangxian, I am the head of Nanling Village. I would like to ask all the Shangxians to visit you suddenly. I don't know why." The village head ran out and tremblingly said to the leading male monk.

"Call out all the young people here, and recruit disciples from the Ascension God Dynasty." The monk in Taoist robes said while sitting on the flying sword.

The village chief hurriedly summoned the young people in the village. He didn't dare to disobey the fairy's will, so he followed his request.

The crowd lined up in an orderly manner. The young man was at the back, and the girl was too young to be arranged by the village chief for the time being. The young man was holding his sister's hand, feeling quite uneasy.

"I'm too old, the sea of ​​bitterness is closed, and my aptitude is low, next."

"The age is just right, the sea of ​​suffering has opened up, but unfortunately the roots are not enough, this life can only sail the sea, forget it, let's recruit." The female monk said lightly.

This line has been waiting in line for a long time, and her stomach is empty after waiting with her brother. She looked at the young man with helpless eyes. After my brother finishes the test, I will find something to eat for you."

After a while, it was his turn.

"The eyes are like torches, the body is like a sun, the wheel of life is like a blazing sun, and the blood is like a huge wave soaring to the sky. This..." The monk was shocked. It was too amazing that such a good seedling could be found in this kind of place.

"Senior sister, come quickly!" He hurriedly shouted to the female monk not far away.

"This!!" The glamorous woman was also shocked. It was the first time in her life that she saw such exuberant blood, her eyes were filled with joy, and she quickly asked, "What's your name?"

The boy replied, "Ye Fan."

"Son, you shouldn't be buried here. Come with me to the Yuhua God Dynasty, to meet the Holy Master and the ancestors. I assure you, your talent can definitely surpass Zhongzhou," the female monk said excitedly.

"Then, what about my sister?" Ye Fan frowned slightly, he left, what about my daughter.

The female monk glanced at the girl next to her. If her brother's talent is so good, then her sister is not far behind. She stretched out her hand and put it on her wrist.

"The sea of ​​bitterness is not visible, the blood is weak, and the bones are like bones, it doesn't make sense," she thought to herself.

The female monk turned her head and said to Ye Fan, "She can't practice, her roots are too weak, and she can't follow us to the Yuhua God Dynasty."

In fact, it is entirely possible to bring it along, Yuhua Shenchao doesn't care about raising an extra child.

But as Ye Fan's guide, she was the one who discovered it. If she has the closest relationship with Ye Fan, then the future benefits will naturally be many, and this girl will be useless, and it will be a burden to bring along.

"I'm sorry, then I won't go, my sister needs my care, she is still young, I can't leave her behind." Ye Fan said seriously, he turned around, took Nannan's hand and was about to leave.

The female monk frowned tightly, this is not acceptable, she found a good seedling with great difficulty, she can't just let him go, she quickly said to the village chief, "I will give you money that mortals can't use up in a lifetime, you can help me I will take good care of this little girl. If something happens to her, your village will be buried with her."

Then he turned around and explained to Ye Fan, "In this way, your sister will live here first, and we can promise that if you can turn your potential into cultivation in the future, then you can take your sister back and go to the Holy Land to practice together."

"Okay, Shangxian, I will definitely follow your instructions." The old village head quickly nodded in agreement.

"Why can't my niece go with me? If my sister isn't allowed to go with me, this feathered god won't go to me either!" Ye Fan looked at the female monk.

The water droplets turned into a rain curtain and fell, and soon, the sky was pouring down, bringing tranquility to the noisy world.

Nannan pulled Ye Fan's hand helplessly, her watery eyes were full of helplessness, Nannan didn't understand why they were arguing.

The muddy ground was very slippery. The female monk looked at the messy environment with disgust. Someone propped up a magic weapon to block the rain. They were extremely proud and did not want to be contaminated with a little dirt.

The villagers were extremely poor, so they could only quietly wait for the arrangement of the gods under the heavy rain. Their clothes were all wet soon, and they were quite embarrassed.

The female monk gave a look, and the people next to him understood, went up and grabbed Ye Fan, and knocked him out. As long as the genius is found, it doesn't matter so much.

They forcibly pulled away Ye Fan's hand holding her daughter, her whole body was soaked by the rain, and the mud splashed by the monk slowly flowed down her face.

He is gone, what should my daughter do?
Nannan rushed forward helplessly and was about to hold her brother's hand, but she was thrown away by the monk and kicked to the ground, her body was covered in mud, and tears flowed from her eyes.

"Brother. I'm afraid."

Sitting in the heavy rain, the little girl stared blankly at Ye Fan who was going away.

With indifference on the female monk's face, she said coldly, "You trash, don't drag down your brother's footsteps. His future is limitless. How can he stop in such a small village because of a little affection?"

Ye Fan's bronze ring fell to the ground, Nannan walked over and picked up the ring very preciously.

After saying goodbye, the lovesickness is empty, and it has been three lives to look back.

When this heavy rain buries all the dust and drowns the past, maybe there will be a breeze to remember what happened.

After the fate of three lives, the cycle of cause and effect, Ye Fan went back to the past against the long river of time and space, did he see this scene?

In the depths of the universe where coldness and darkness coexist, nine huge dragon corpses pull an ancient bronze coffin and start a new voyage.

Kowloon pulls the coffin, restarts the reincarnation of the first life, and rises to cover the sky again.

(Ask for opinions here, whether the ruthless emperor takes the emotional route or the younger sister route)

(End of this chapter)