It's not easy to cross the fairy

Chapter 2 The old man is a waste of names

Yun Yao babbled, looking at the slightly scruffy old man who was holding her in his arms, she was glad that she survived again.

"This old man, although he looks sloppy, he seems to be quite handsome!"

If the old man hadn't appeared in time, she would have been thrown to death by now.

Yun Moyang's gaze slowly fell on the face of the baby in his arms, an old face that was originally tense gradually showed a kind smile,

"Little baby, why are you in this kind of place?"

He said, looked around, the surrounding environment.

Looking at the deep pit he was in, he couldn't help but wonder:
"Could there be a Nascent Soul cultivator passing by? Such a deep pit is formed with one blow. If it is not a strong Nascent Soul, it may be difficult to have such strength!"

Yun Moyang is a monk, but his cultivation is only in the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

He is very familiar with Yunshan. The place he is currently in was flat ground a few days ago, but now, it has turned into such a terrifying deep pit.

Except for monk fighting skills, he really couldn't think of anything that could create such a huge pit out of thin air.

Yun Moyang felt that there was a high probability that only Nascent Soul cultivators could leave such traces after fighting.

"Yunshan has a radius of a hundred miles, and the cultivation family is only my Yun family, and my strength in the late stage of foundation establishment can already be ranked among the top three in the family."

Yun Moyang muttered silently while thinking, "No, if there is a Nascent Soul strongman in the Yunshan area, it may be a catastrophe. I have to go back quickly and inform the family to take precautions."

"What Nascent Soul powerhouse, I smashed this deep hole!"

Yun Yao complained in her heart, but the voice that came out of her mouth reached Yun Moyang's ears, but it was a burst of babbling again!

"Little guy, who did you leave here?"

"How do I know I still want to ask!"

"That's all. It's fate that you and I met in this deep mountain. If there is no place to go, you can go home with the old man! Seeing you babbling non-stop, you must be hungry, right?"

Yun Moyang looked at Yun Yao with a smile on his lips.

"You guessed that I'm hungry, and you still haven't given me something to eat!"

Looking at Yun Moyang, who kept asking and answering himself, Yun Yao really didn't want to complain.

This old man is nice, but he talks too much.

When a normal person sees such a small child and cries, shouldn't he immediately find milk for the child?

"Old man, you are wrong"

Yun Yao blinked her big eyes, and looked at Yun Moyang seriously.

And at this moment, a green jade gourd suddenly appeared in Yun Moyang's hand out of thin air.

As soon as the gourd appeared, an incomparably rich fragrance escaped from the mouth of the gourd.

"It smells so good!" Yun Yao looked at the emerald jade gourd, her eyes were shining.

"Little guy, you're pretty smart!"

Yun Moyang smiled faintly, and immediately threw the emerald jade gourd into the air, and at the same time made a formula in his hand, and said softly, "Get up!"

In the next breath, the emerald gourd that was thrown into the air seemed to be supported by a mysterious force, and it was suspended in the air steadily.

Yun Moyang bent his fingers into a sword, pointed the sword lightly at the mouth of the gourd, and immediately there was a clear and translucent spiritual liquid in the gourd, like a swimming dragon, like a gurgling stream, volleying towards Yunyao's mouth.

The strong fragrance is refreshing, just by smelling it, Yunyao is much more energetic.

She still doesn't understand that the old man's gourd is definitely filled with good things.

The spiritual liquid flowed to her mouth, she immediately opened her mouth wide, and drank gulp. After a while, she was full, and her whole body was full of strength again.

Seeing this, Yun Moyang nodded in satisfaction, and put away the emerald jade gourd again.

"Okay, little one!"

His eyes fell on Yunyao again, "You drank the Wugou Zhenlu that I have treasured for 20 years, now I am not willing to let you go! All the grandchildren of my Yun family are men."

"Speaking of which, old man Yun Moyang really lacks a granddaughter, let's go, you will be my granddaughter Yun Moyang from now on!"

"Heck!" Yun Yao froze for a moment, as if she had been kidnapped.

But now, she has no better choice.

Or rather, she had no choice at all.

"If I go with you, I will go with you. Anyway, I am a little baby, and if I stay in this mountain, there is only one dead end."

Although inexplicably, she became the granddaughter of the old man.

But for Yunyao, this is also equivalent to having a home of her own in this world.

"Bicc" burped, Yun Yao pulled Yun Moyang's beard vigorously, and nodded repeatedly.

"Hiss! The little girl has strong hands, like a grinning little tabby cat."

Yun Moyang grinned, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Yun Yao rolled her eyes and continued to play with her beard.

Yun Moyang smiled helplessly, swiped his right hand, and a ray of light flashed, the little face covered in mud in his arms was instantly white, and the dust on his body also disappeared.

This is the easiest way to get rid of dust.

He smiled with satisfaction, "Well, it looks much better this way, like a porcelain doll."

Wow!What kind of spell is this?
If she learns it, she won't have to dress up when she grows up!
Feeling extremely refreshed, Yun Yao blinked her big eyes and stared at the old man excitedly.

The old man saw her excitement, squeezed the chubby face in his arms, and asked:

"I don't know your name, let's give you a name first! You and I met like this, it's like a gift from God, how about naming you 'Tianci'?"

Godsend!She doesn't want such an ugly name.

Yun Yao curled her mouth, pretending to cry.

"Don't cry, don't cry, do you think this name is unpleasant? They all say that a cheap name is easy to support, or should you choose another name?"

"Hmm! Let me think about it, why don't I call it Gouya?! Chunhua?"

"." Listening to the name Yun Moyang chose, Yun Yao was speechless, and she finally understood that her cheap grandfather is a waste of names!
What kind of crappy names are they chosen!One is uglier than the other!
"My name is Yun Yao! Yun of Yun Duo, Yao of Yao Chi!"

"I don't want to be called Gouya! I don't want to be called Chunhua either!"

Yun Yao pretended to cry and protested, kicking and kicking her little arms and legs, making Yun Moyang, a foundation cultivator, tied his hands and feet.

Yun Moyang also seemed to see that Yun Yao was not satisfied with his name.

With a bitter face, he sighed helplessly,
"Okay, okay! Little ancestor, don't cry, I'll give you a nice name again."

"Hmm! When you and I met for the first time, there was such a fate. How about taking the word '初'?"

He thought about it, and then said:

"I hope your future life will be beautiful and precious, and the word 'Yao' contains this meaning, little girl, the old man named you 'Chu Yao', how about it?"

Chu Yao! ?Yun Chuyao! ?

"This name is okay. Compared with my real name, it's just one more word."

Yun Yao pondered for a moment, and she suddenly felt that the old man's ability to choose names was not as useless as she thought!

Seeing Yun Yao nodded in satisfaction, Yun Moyang was finally relieved.

After half an hour.

Yun Moyang carried the child, went down Yunshan, and returned to Yuncheng.

At the market, people looked at the child in Yun Moyang's arms who had been carried back from nowhere, and they couldn't help but have different opinions.

"Senior Yun Moyang, how pitiful! Looking at him like this, his son and daughter-in-law must have died! It's just the little baby in Senior Yun's arms, where did it come from?"

"Yeah, I've never heard that the Yun family has such an older child!"

"Could it be possible that this little baby is the grandson of Senior Yun?"

"What kind of grandson, I think it's a granddaughter, look at that little guy, how lovely he looks!"

"What's there to argue about, grandchildren, don't we know when the children grow up?"

Yun Moyang ignored everyone's words.

When he mentioned his dead son and daughter-in-law, he felt an inexplicable hatred in his heart.

However, he thought that his strength was not enough, even if he wanted to take revenge, there was nothing he could do.

Holding the little girl in his arms, he quickly walked towards Yun's house.

Yun Yao was tired a long time ago, and she slept very soundly in Yun Moyang's arms.

But at this moment, a frizzy little black hand suddenly reached out to Yun Yao who was sleeping soundly!

(End of this chapter)