The cold wind was howling, the snow was flying, the tavern was located at the corner of the street, it was very shabby, and there were no customers.
I haven't seen him for a few years, and Old Man Jiang is getting older again, his hair is completely white, and the wrinkles on his face have increased a lot.
The tables and chairs were already clean, but he was still wiping them slowly. There seemed to be nostalgia and memories in his cloudy old eyes, and his expression was a little dazed.
The clothes on his body were old and patched, his hands were full of calluses, his movements were slow, his back was bent, and his white hair was thinning.
Seeing this scene, Ye Fan felt sour. Why is this happening? The Jiang family brought the grandparents and grandchildren to the Northern Territory. Why is life still so difficult
This lonely old man lost his son in his later years and dragged Xiao Tingting alone. He thought that their coming to Jiang's house would change their living conditions, but it turned out to be like this.
He walked into the tavern, bringing in a cold wind, the old man's thin body trembled suddenly, and he turned around slowly.
Ye Fan hurriedly closed the door to block the cold wind, with a smile on his face, he said, "Is there anything to eat, old man?"
Uncle Jiang seemed very happy to see a guest coming, the wrinkles on his face melted away, he wiped his hands, and brought the tea.
"What do you want to eat, brother?"
"Come here, you don't have to be too particular about it." Ye Fan didn't want him to work hard, and he couldn't bear to see him still running a tavern at such an age.
"Okay, wait a moment." Uncle Jiang turned and walked down.
Ye Fan looked at the tavern quietly. It was very small, but there were only a few tables, but it was very clean. It was almost the same as the previous tavern, and the layout was very similar.
There is still no staff, but the old man is running the business by himself. In this freezing winter, few guests come.
Ye Fan scanned every corner and found that the old man seemed to live here alone. He didn't find anything about Xiao Tingting, such as small clothes.
Not long after, the old man brought up some hot meals, which were not delicacies, but they could arouse people's appetite.
Ye Fan ate a big bowl of noodles, ate a few more cakes, and even ate all the dishes.
"Brother has such a good appetite, old man, I could eat so much when I was young..." Uncle Jiang smiled kindly and asked him if he was full.
"I'm full, it suits my appetite too much." Ye Fan smiled.
Uncle Jiang cleaned up the dishes and poured tea for him again. There was a guest here, his face was full of smiles, and he was really happy.
"Old man, do you live here alone?" Ye Fan began to ask.
"Yes." The old man began to wipe the table again.
"The old man's table is already very clean, you can see that it is shiny, and if you wipe it again, it can be used as a mirror."
"I'm old, I don't have anything to do, and I always want to wipe it off." Uncle Jiang put down the rag, shook his head and sat down.
"Don't you have any relatives?" Ye Fan asked carefully, for fear of making the old man sad.
"Yes, and a granddaughter."
Although the old man was smiling, Ye Fan saw a kind of hidden worry in his eyes, as if he was worried.
What's the matter, what happened to Tingting? Ye Fan was puzzled.
"Doesn't she live with you?"
"No, she is practicing with others, but this child is very filial, and will come back to see me every two weeks." The old man was very pleased.
But Ye Fan became even more skeptical, because the old man definitely has a hidden worry, which cannot be resolved.
Ye Fan thought for a while, walked out of the tavern, and walked around the town, sensing everything around him with the sense of Yuantian God.
He didn't find any monks, no Jiang family members here, they were all ordinary people. Soon, he returned to the tavern.
"Come on, brother, have another bowl of tea." Uncle Jiang greeted him, but he didn't ask him why he left and returned.
"Old man, do you still remember me?" Ye Fan's bones cracked and he returned to his original appearance. He needed to ask what happened, and he was really worried about the grandparents and grandchildren.
"The child is you..." Uncle Jiang's cloudy old eyes were wide open, a little surprised.
A few years have passed, Ye Fan's appearance has undergone some changes, he is already fifteen or sixteen years old, but the old man still quickly recognized it.
"Son, you..." The old man was very excited.
"Sit down, Mr. Jiang, and speak slowly if you have something to say." Ye Fan supported him and sat on the chair in front of the stove.
"I heard from Tingting that you caused a lot of trouble and many people are arresting you." Uncle Jiang was very worried.
Ye Fan smiled and said, "I'm alive and well, don't worry, no one can catch me."
"Every time Tingting comes back, she says that she must practice hard so that she can save you in the future. I am also very worried about you."
Ye Fan was very moved. Xiao Tingting was only four or five years old when they left. She thought that it had been a few years and she might not be able to remember him at such a young age. I didn't expect this sensible child to still remember him and wanted to save him.
The ancient sacred body caused endless disturbances in the northern region, and it was spread to Jiang's family with the sacred object in it, even Xiao Tingting heard about it.
Uncle Jiang held Ye Fan with his callused hands, let him sit beside him, looked at him carefully, and said, "It's fine, it's fine."
"What happened to the old man? Why didn't you live in Jiang's house?"
"There are monks there, only I am an ordinary person, and the place where I live is suspended in the sky. I am not used to it."
"I'm afraid there are other things?" Ye Fan asked.
The old man nodded and said, "I don't want to listen to those rumors, I can live on my own."
Ye Fan suddenly became angry, and said: "You are so old, they have the nerve to let you out?"
He already understood that the Jiang family could not stand up to Old Uncle Jiang's father Jiang Zhe, causing a generation of geniuses to leave their hometowns and die in hatred. Now, how could he treat Uncle Jiang like this
"No, I insisted on coming out and didn't want to live there. Those people are immortals to me. I'm just a mortal living in the palace above the clouds. I'm really uncomfortable. I don't even have anyone to chat with."
"What happened to Tingting, is there something wrong?" Ye Fan always felt that there was something hidden.
"My poor granddaughter may not live to be twenty years old." Uncle Jiang had muddy tears streaming down his face.
Ye Fan was startled and said, "What happened?"
"What kind of body is Tingting, they say she will die young..." Old man Jiang burst into tears.
When she first joined Jiang's family, Tingting practiced rapidly, making many geniuses feel ashamed, and her talent shocked a group of old antiques.
It's a pity that soon after, she was found out by Old Antique, who had retired from Jiang's family. She was a rare Taiyin body in the world, and in terms of physique, she was super powerful.
However, such people don't live long, and most of them will die young. Since ancient times, except for one or two famous practitioners, no one else has lived beyond the age of twenty.
After being found to have this kind of physique, Old Man Jiang heard a lot of gossip. He is a mortal, and the Jiang family are all monks. come out.
Through the old man Jiang's narration, Ye Fan was keenly aware that the Jiang family was very complicated and seemed to have two factions.
Uncle Jiang and Xiao Tingting are descendants of the lineage of the god king Jiang Taixu. This lineage is short of people, but they are very powerful, and they take good care of Xiao Tingting and the others.
People from the other branch were very indifferent, and most of the gossip came from them.
"That can't let you live in such a shabby tavern!" Ye Fan was very dissatisfied.
"People close to Tingting built me a mansion in a big city where mortals live, but I am not used to living in it. I am old and always nostalgic. I like the small tavern in the small town of Nanyu, so I came to here."
"Tingting, he..."
"Tingting herself is very optimistic, but I..." The old man's eyes became cloudy again.
Xiao Tingting's cultivation has advanced rapidly. In less than five years, she has become a little monk in the other side realm. You must know that she is not yet nine years old.
Many older members of the Jiang family were shocked. The speed of the cultivation of the Taiyin Body was astonishing, but it was a pity that they would die young. It was a pity for them.
Ye Fan was also surprised. This was almost a yearly level, which reminded him of Xia Jiuyou, who was already a four-pole strongman at the age of thirteen or fourteen. Xiao Tingting's practice speed was definitely comparable to her.
The old monks who were close to Xiao Tingting tried all kinds of methods, searched through ancient books, and formulated various elixir, but nothing worked, and they were at a loss in the end.
"Is there really nothing to do?" Ye Fan felt very worried when he thought that the life of the cute little Tingting was short.
"I heard from them that the Earth's Fate Fruit must be found in order to avoid the premature death of the Taiyin Body." Uncle Jiang's brows were full of worry.
Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat. When the Renyuan Fruit matures, it becomes the Earth Life Fruit, which can be compared with the ancient magic medicine and is a rare and rare thing in the world.
It's a pity that both the ancient magic medicine and the fruit of life are almost extinct, and the old holy master and the old emperor who have few lives in their later years have traveled all over the wilderness, but they can't find them.
If they can be found, they can be regenerated, and their value cannot be measured! Unfortunately, no one has ever heard of it.
"Old man, don't worry, I can find the life fruit, and Xiao Tingting will be fine."
"Can you find the child?" Uncle Jiang opened his eyes wide, then shook his head, and said, "You don't need to comfort me, I have already accepted this reality."
"I cut out the human yuan fruit from the stone. When it matures, it will become the life fruit. I think I can cut out this kind of divine fruit in the future."
"Really?" Uncle Jiang was very surprised, and said: "They said that unless Yuan Tianshi is resurrected, there is only a glimmer of hope to find the Earth's Fate Fruit."
Ye Fan smiled immediately, and said: "The reason why I say this is because I have the inheritance of Yuan Tianshi. The matter of Xiao Tingting is on my shoulders. Even if I can't cut the life fruit, I will find a way to help her." Found an ancient magic medicine."
"Really...really?" Uncle Jiang choked with excitement, held Ye Fan with his rough old hands, and asked over and over again.
"Really, don't worry!" Ye Fan responded affirmatively.
"In a few days, it's time for Tingting to come back to see me. My child, please meet Tingting."
Ye Fan smiled and said, "Of course I want to see her. It will be almost five years soon, and I don't even know what the little girl looks like."
With the cold wind and heavy snow, Ye Fan has been paying attention to various news these days. He hopes that the god king Jiang Taixu can walk out of Zishan alive.
But he was a little worried, even if Jiang Shenwang was still alive, most of his lifespan was numbered, and it might not be enough to deter the saints.
"It would be great if there were a few Life Fruits." He shook his head, it was too unrealistic.
"If we can cut out a complete magical medicine in Shencheng, it can be solved." He really hoped that the god king Jiang Taixu would live longer, so that little Tingting would be sheltered and no one would dare to provoke her.
"It's a pity that the old imperial lords of the Immortal God Dynasty have hundreds of millions of miles of land and mountains, and they can't get the ancient magic medicine."
Four days later, a little girl carved in pink and jade braved the wind and snow, landed in this small town, and ran into the tavern.
"grandfather… "
"Tingting!" Uncle Jiang quickly greeted her.
"Grandpa, you don't have to worry about me all the time." The little girl was dressed in white, whiter than ice and snow. She was as beautiful and cute as a porcelain doll, with a happy smile on her face.
Uncle Jiang patted her head dotingly, and said, "How have you been for the past half month?"
"Very good, Tingting is very happy. My ancestor gave special permission to let me read the first half of "Eternal Universe Sutra."