Chapter 30: The Robbery of the Song Family

please open the new wind system."Ye Qingyun casually shouted.Tian Yao County Princess and Xiaoqing both looked confused.Little Er, classmateNew air systemWhat the heckThey don't understand at all."Ok...Several days later.

Ye Qingyun took his dog for a walk down the mountain.

Big Mao was walking slowly in front.

Ye Qingyun slowly followed behind.

The rabbit lay in Ye Yun's arms, looking lazy and sleepy.

Since this rabbit followed Ye Qingyun, it spends every day either eating or sleeping, and basically doesn't do anything else.

It's only been a short while, and I'm already starting to put on some weight.

It turned into a round and chubby rabbit.

Its fur has grown back.

It was just that for some reason, it was a white rabbit at first.

But at this moment, its fur had turned gray.

Ling Ye Qingyun was a little confused.

We strolled all the way to the market at the foot of the mountain.

But then amidst the bustling marketplace, faint cries and shouts were heard.

Ye Qingyun immediately walked forward.

Then I saw many people gathered together, their faces filled with anxiety, some women were crying.

Ye Qingyun's brows furrowed, and he asked the person beside him, "What's wrong"

That person sighed: "None of the three children's whereabouts are known. They have been missing for days, and there is no news. I am afraid they have met with foul play."

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingyun immediately thought of what Bai Suzhen had said a few days ago.

A group of evil cultivators has appeared within the Tianwu Dynasty, specifically targeting children.

There have already been many cases.

For this, the three major sects even sent their disciples to assist the Tianwu Dynasty in capturing these evil cultivators.

Could it be the work of those evil cultivators

Ye Qingyun muttered under his breath.

He looked at those weeping parents, and his heart ached for them.

Whose child lost and isn't worried

Children are all the parents' heart and soul.

It's a pity that Ye Qingyun can't help them either, all he can do is silently pray that those children will return safely.

Seeing these things, Ye Qingyun lost the desire to continue walking the dog.

I'm just about to head back up the mountain.

Suddenly.

Ye Qingyun saw a little beggar standing not far away. He was ragged and looked straight at Ye Qingyun.

Ye Qingyun was taken aback.

He recognized it.

This little beggar is the same boy who tried to steal pears from his backyard not long ago.

Ye Qingyun immediately walked towards him.

The latter also seemed to have something to say to Ye Qingyun, and walked towards him.

"This is for you."

The little beggar spoke first, holding up something in both hands.

Ye Qingyun looked intently and couldn't help but smile.

It was actually a steaming hot bun.

The little beggar's hands were very clean, not a speck of dirt on them. He seemed afraid that Ye Qingyun would find him repulsive.

"Did you steal it"

Ye Qingyun slanted his eyes and asked.

The little beggar grumbled, "This is mine."

Saying that, he also pointed to the steamed bun shop not far away.

Ye Qingyun was a little curious.

"Where did you get the money"

"I picked a bundle of herbs in the mountains and sold them to the pharmacy, earning some money."

The little beggar said with some pride.

Ye Qingyun nodded.

"That's right, you should fend for yourself. It's much better than stealing food like you used to."

Ye Qingyun took the steamed bun from the little beggar's hand and took a bite.

"Not bad, tasty."

Ye Qingyun laughed.

The little beggar saw Ye Qingyun and wasn't at all put off by himself. He was excited, and a smile appeared on his face.

"I took twenty pears from you, I will return twenty steamed buns to you. Today is the first."

The little beggar said earnestly.

Ye Qingyun was delighted.

This guy still knows how to be grateful.

"You don't need to pay me back. Just keep the money and buy some food for yourself."

The little beggar stubbornly shook his head.

"I see that you live in the mountains and grow your own food, it must be hard, so I can't owe you anything."

Ye Qingyun: "..."

Alright.

Even a beggar took pity on us.

Who made me, Ye Qingyun, a real fool

"Alright then, I'll wait for you to buy me some steamed buns."

"Uh!"

Ye Qingyun finished the steamed buns and was about to turn and leave.

Suddenly, the little beggar followed him again.

What's your name

He asked with an innocent look.

"Ye Qingyun."

The little beggar was startled: "Your name sounds so nice."

As he spoke, he bowed his head again.

Unlike me, I don't even have a name.

Ye Qingyun stopped in his tracks.

"Would you like a name"

The little beggar was taken aback, nodding repeatedly, his eyes gleaming with longing.

"I don't want people to keep calling me a little bastard."

Ye Qingyun touched his head.

Although his hair was tousled, Ye Qingyun did not show any expression of disgust.

Conversely.

He really likes this little beggar.

At least, this little guy has some guts.

This is what Ye Qingyun admires most.

How about I give you a name

The little beggar looked longingly, yet with a hint of caution.

"Really"

"Are there any more lies I remember you said your father's surname is Guo, right"

The little beggar nodded.

As for the memory of his parents, he only remembered that his father seemed to be surnamed Guo, and even he wasn't quite sure.

Then, how about calling him -- Guo Xiaobao

The little beggar pouted.

"I feel like a child."

Ye Qingyun couldn't help but laugh and cry.

Aren't you just a kid

"How about Guo Xiaoyun instead"

The little beggar tilted his head and thought for a moment.

"This name is not bad."

"Thank you for giving me a name."

From now on, I will be called Guo Xiaoyun.

Little beggar Guo Xiaoyun waved her hand and happily ran towards the distance.

There, several other beggar boys about the same size were waving to Guo Xiaoyun.

Ye Qingyun suddenly remembered something.

"Be careful, things have been a bit unsettled around here lately."

"Got it!"

......

Ye Qingyun left the market and planned to return to the mountains.

Suddenly, a group of horsemen appeared.

"Here it is!"

A black-armored man at the front pointed at Ye Qingyun and shouted loudly.

Ye Qingyun looked bewildered.

What's going on

Horses roared and charged, quickly surrounding Ye Qingyun.

Ye Qingyun was a little wary.

What do you want to do I have no money.

The black-armored man stared at Ye Qingyun for a while, then disdainfully smiled.

"So he's just an ordinary person with no cultivation I thought this supposed expert would be much more powerful."

"Take it with you."

A group of burly men jumped out from behind the black-armored man and directly bound Ye Qingyun, throwing him onto a batch of horses.

Then he strutted away.

Only Da Mao was left standing there, he yawned once and just watched Ye Qingyun being taken away.

"Little rabbit, the master has given it to you."

It shook its head and slowly walked up the mountain, not worrying about Ye Qingyun's safety at all.

Ye Qingyun rode on horseback, his hands bound, unable to move.

The rabbit was still in his arms.

"Who are you Why did you kidnap me"

Ye Qingyun asked in confusion.

The man in black armor sneered, "We are the Song family. We've heard that there is some kind of hermit living on this Floating Cloud Mountain, so we came to take you back."

"The Song family"

Ye Qingyun was startled.

Could it be the West Ridge Song family that Chi Yan mentioned beforeed taste.This is a indescribable taste.Although spicy, it's a comfortable kind of spice.What's even more remarkable is that despite the abundance of ingredients in this pot, there are no clashes of fl...