Above the gray fog

Walking through the smooth tree-lined path.

Green leaves fell from the trees on both sides from time to time.

Qian Nianyun gently patted the green leaves off Zhu Yiping, "Yiping, you stay at grandpa's house for a few days, I will pick you up in a few days, and you must listen to grandpa at grandpa's house."

"Okay." The little boy responded obediently.

"Well, Yiping is really good." Qian Nianyun patted the back of the little boy's hand.

Lin Shan was watching this warm scene on the side.

At this moment, he also felt a little inexplicably peaceful in his heart.

Go forward.

A middle-aged man in white had been waiting at the end of the road for a long time. He had a serious face and exuded the temperament of a superior.

Seeing the mother and son, the middle-aged man immediately grinned, "Yiping, grandpa misses you so much."

He quickly stepped forward and picked up the little boy.

Lin Shan saw the middle-aged man in front of him and recalled that this person was Qian Ning?

The young woman was his daughter and the little boy was his grandson. It was really a happy life.

The golden mist on Qian Nianyun's head became thicker and thicker, foreshadowing what was about to happen.

He had been wandering in the human race for a long time, and Qian Nianyun was the only one with golden mist on his head. He didn't know what it meant, so he could only observe slowly and understand his abilities better. Now what he lacked the least was time.

After the advancement, the 'Pendulum' could see the fortune line even if it did not give the characteristics to itself, but it could only see his own fortune line, and it was sometimes effective and sometimes not.

At this moment, he was not sure whether the mist on Qian Nianyun's head was the influence of the pendulum or other factors.

Lin Shan followed the three people and walked into a villa.

The Qian family was a human family, not like the ancient Chinese family, where all the family members were related by blood.

It was just a profit chain led by the Qian family, or a company.

Under the influence of the extraordinary, the extraordinary childbirth was very harmful to itself, and the father of the child would also be affected. Many families had only one heir, and the most had only two.

If you want to increase the population of the family, you need many generations of inheritance.

Lin Shan had a hunch that if the current aristocratic families were not hit by a fatal blow, they would definitely transform into a corporate group in the future.

As for the direction of development, in his opinion, as long as they could lead the human race forward, it would be right.

The villa was very large, and there was a courtyard inside. There were many types of servants, such as watering flowers, cleaning, cooking...

But the owner of this courtyard was only Qian Ning.

Lin Shan noticed that a rusty bicycle was parked in the corner. It was the one Qian Ning often rode. Maybe he was still riding it now, but he didn't go out often.

"Nianyun, the Zhu family didn't treat you badly." Qian Ning hugged the little boy lovingly, turned his head and looked at Qian Nianyun and asked.

"Father, don't worry, Zhu Qing treats me very well." Qian Nianyun said with a smile.

"That's good."

"The little guy is ten years old. Is the potion ready?"

"Yes, it's ready. Zhu Qing said the child is too young. It's better to take it at the age of 12, which is three years earlier than the legal age of 15 in the human court."

"What sequence did you choose?"

"Fengxian."

"'Fengxian'...was it the sequence of the cat tribe?"

"Yes." Qian Nianyun nodded.

"Why did you choose this? 'Fengxian' seems to be more auxiliary."

"Assistance is also good, at least it can live longer." Qian Nianyun said with a smile.

"My current status is earned on the battlefield, and it is also exchanged for your mother's life. Why can your generation take retreat so for granted?" Qian Ning shook his head and stopped talking about it, and then said, "Go into the house to see your mother and leave. I know you are busy, so I won't keep you any longer."

"Okay." Qian Nianyun nodded.

Walk into the living room, and then walk in. There is another back hall, and the first thing you see is a painting.

Two young men and women, both of whom looked to be in their early twenties, leaned back on a brand new bicycle.

Both of them smiled happily, with light in their eyes.

Some tributes were placed under the painting, and a red umbrella in the front was the most eye-catching.

"Father, why did you put yourself in the painting to commemorate your mother? It's so unlucky." Qian Nianyun blamed. Every time she saw this painting, she felt weird.

"I didn't commemorate your mother. Your mother has always been by my side. What I commemorate is... the time I spent with your mother... but it has passed."

"Go and change the tributes on the table. Just take them from the kitchen. I'll wait for you here. Take some cakes, not fruits." Qian Ning instructed.

"I know, my mother's family used to run a fruit stall, so what she hates most is fruit." Qian Nianyun muttered to himself and walked quickly outside.

"Yiping, do you see that red umbrella? Go and open it."

Lin Shan stood aside motionless, his eyes always fixed on the red umbrella.

This red umbrella and the red lantern are from the same series. Since the red lantern was lost, it seemed as if it had disappeared from the human race, and no one has ever seen it again.

His mental power has been locked on Qian Nianyun. He came here mainly for Qian Nianyun.

The little boy gradually approached the red umbrella. As the little boy approached, the golden mist on Qian Nianyun's head became thicker and thicker, almost turning into substance.

"Is Qian Nianyun's fortune... related to this little boy?"

"Click."

The red umbrella was opened, and a strong red light covered the entire villa area.

Lin Shan was in a trance, and the surrounding environment had changed.

Colorful threads were flying around him, and as far as the eye could see, the intertwined threads formed an irregular grid space.

"Coming in again...what on earth is this red umbrella..."

He is a frequent visitor to this space, and he knows that he is only a spiritual body now. Even parchment cannot enter this space because the parchment is in his soul.

Also coming in with him was the little boy named Zhu Yiping, or rather... he was brought in by the little boy.

The little boy looked dull and walked in a certain direction.

Lin Shan felt that there was nothing abnormal in his body. When he saw the little boy walking forward, he followed behind him.

The older one and the younger one kept walking forward like this. I don’t know how long it took, maybe a month, maybe a year.

The little boy stopped.

There is a barrier ahead, and all threads of fate avoid this barrier.

After just a brief pause, the little boy continued to move forward. The barrier seemed to not exist for him and he could pass through it directly.

"bump..."

Lin Shan bumped into the barrier.

There was no way, Lin Shan could only wait outside.

Suddenly, the little boy turned around, walked up to Lin Shan, and stretched out his hand to hold Lin Shan with dull eyes.

The little hand easily passed through the barrier and took Lin Shan's arm.