The woman showed her face and hugged Zhou Ru, looking at her man with a begging look.

Zhou Ru's father was silent for a little while and whispered: "Master, this child is mute in the sky..."

"Mutous? It's okay!" The old man flicked his right hand, and Zhou Ru's mother immediately trembled and took a few steps back. The old man grabbed Zhou Ru and said with a smile: "Okay, come with me!"

Zhou Ru showed fear, her body trembled slightly, and tears could not be stopped. She was just a three-year-old child, and she was extremely scared in her heart at this moment.

Zhou Ru's father gritted his teeth and was about to speak when suddenly the old man frowned, turned his head and said coldly: "It is your blessing to be able to take a fancy to your children, don't be noisy!"

At this time, some elderly people in the village rushed forward to comfort Zhou Ru's parents.

The old man snorted and said, "I am not robbing your children, but giving her a great fortune. You will have a day to meet in the future!" After that, he moved, hugged Zhou Ru, and walked towards the entrance of the village.

Zhou Ru panicked and immediately started crying, her voice full of horror.

"Dad! Mom!"

A tender voice suddenly came from her mouth. The old man was stunned and laughed: "It turns out that it's not a mute, it's so wonderful!"

"Ru'er!" The woman was crying and was about to chase after her, but was stopped by Zhou Ru's father. He stared blankly at the direction where the old Taoist disappeared and whispered: "It is her blessing to be chosen!"

The old man came out of the village entrance. The more he looked at Zhou Ru, the more excited he was, and he said to himself: "A top-grade spirit stone, haha, with this top-grade spirit stone, I can reach the mid-stage foundation building stage. I will not treat you badly. When you grow up in the future, I will accept you as my disciple!"

He was about to throw out the flying sword when he returned to the sect, when Zhou Ru suddenly bit the old man's arm, but how much strength can a three-year-old child have?

But the old man frowned, snorted, and said, "You doll, don't know how to lift it!" As he said that, he waved his left hand and slapped Zhou Ru, hoping to teach the child some lessons so as to save him from crying along the way, as if he was snatching a baby himself.

"You dare!"

As soon as the old man raised his hand, he suddenly felt cold and sweating all over his body. In front of him, a young man in white appeared.

The old man quickly put down Zhou Ru and said respectfully: "Senior, junior..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Lin shook his sleeves, and the old man's body was immediately blown up by a strong wind and disappeared from the spot.

Wang Lin stared at Zhou Ru in a daze. As early as a year ago, he asked Tieyan to return to Yuntian Sect and personally protected Zhou Ru. He saw the scene today. He wanted to take action immediately, but after thinking about it, he stopped and waited for the old Taoist to take Zhou Ru away from her parents before leaving.

Looking at Wang Lin, the fear in Zhou Ru's eyes disappeared, and replaced by a deep confusion.

"Uncle...Uncle..." Zhou Ru said in a crisp voice.

"Uncle..." Wang Lin sighed softly and said softly: "Let's go with uncle, okay?"

Zhou Ru's eyes were even more confused. She looked at Wang Lin for some reason. The uncle in front of her made her feel extremely attached, and she nodded.

A complex look appeared in Wang Lin's eyes. He hugged Xiao Zhou Ru, waved his right hand and wrapped her in a light of inspiration, as if he was afraid that the cold wind during flight would freeze her.

He jumped, hugged Zhou Ru and slowly disappeared into the sky.

Under the Fairy Jade Pagoda, Wang Lin appeared here with Zhou Ru in his arms, and a stone house was set up next to him, just like that.

"It's time to get home." Wang Lin put down Zhou Ru and said softly.

Zhou Ru nodded quietly, looking around with big curious eyes, but didn't touch her, just stood beside Wang Lin.

No matter where Wang Lin went, she followed closely behind her. Even when Wang Lin was meditating, she would sit quietly aside with a hint of confusion in her eyes.

At night, Zhou Ru fell asleep. Wang Lin sat by the bed, looked at Zhou Ru's sleeping little face, and whispered: "Wan'er, your Nascent Soul is unstable now and your memory cannot be restored. When you are nineteen years old, you will naturally recover."

He looked at Zhou Ru, and the scenes of him with Li Muwan flashed through his mind.

With a sigh, Wang Lin covered Zhou Ru with a quilt, got up and walked out.

Zhou Ru is not like him. She only needs to meditate to replenish her needs. For a three-year-old child, food is the best thing to grow the body.

Wang Lin built a kitchen with magic outside the stone house. For five hundred years, he had never cooked. He went out and bought a lot of food. After buying a lot of food, he personally cooked porridge and cooked for Zhou Ru.

In the early morning, Zhou Ru opened her eyes and the first thing she saw was Wang Lin sitting cross-legged beside her. She leaned on her chin and looked at Wang Lin quietly.

Wang Lin opened his eyes, touched Zhou Ru's head, and smiled and said, "Are you hungry?"

Zhou Ru nodded.

Wang Lin summoned his right hand and a bowl of porridge fell into his hand. After feeding Zhou Ru, Zhou Ru opened her eyes wide and said, "Uncle, how could this bowl fly?"

Wang Lin smiled slightly, did not speak, but closed his eyes and sat cross-legged.

Time passed slowly, and Wang Lin was immersed in such a life. Every day, watching Zhou Ru grow up slowly, a feeling of becoming an ordinary person gradually arose in his heart.

It was a tranquility and a dullness.

Late at night that day, Wang Lin was meditating and breathing, and suddenly a scream came from the stone house. Wang Lin's eyes flashed and he rushed into the room immediately. He saw Xiao Ru'er lying on the bed, her quilt kicked aside. Her little hands were tightly clenched, and her face showed a look of struggle.

"Uncle...save me...uncle...father...mother..."

Wang Lin pressed his right hand against Zhou Ru's eyebrows and slowly sent a stream of spiritual power. Slowly, Zhou Ru gradually calmed down and opened her eyes. Her eyes were like stars.

After seeing Wang Lin, she immediately started crying, intermittently, Wang Lin laughed silently. It turned out that she had a dream. She was in a dark place and could not see everything. Her parents left her, and her uncle left, leaving only herself.

"Hold this, if you encounter what happened just now, you can shake the bell!" Wang Lin took out a bell from the storage bag and put it in her hand.

This bell was obtained from Qiu Siping and Wang Lin's research during this period and found that this pair of bells seemed to be the same as his original magic weapon for the ancient monk bell.

After researching, he saw several seal techniques and methods of using them from these three bells. After trying them, Wang Lin was very satisfied with their power.

What is even more commendable is that there is a strange connection between these three bells. As long as you hold the bell, you can clearly detect it no matter where you are.

In addition, Wang Lin also found something in Qiu Siping's storage bag, which was a sword sheath!

The moment he saw the scabbard, Wang Lin immediately took out his three scabbards from the storage bag. In comparison, these four scabbards were the same! The patterns were different.

Time passes, and two years pass in a blink of an eye.

Zhou Ru, five years old.

In the past two years, Wang Lin has been amused and crying many times. Zhou Ru is no longer as quiet as before, but becomes a little naughty. Sometimes when Wang Lin is no longer by her, she takes out the bell to play. As long as the bell flickeres, Wang Lin will appear next to her.

Wang Lin was quite helpless about her behavior, but he didn't say it. However, Zhou Ru was smart. After a few times, she stopped shaking, but instead put the bell in her arms and kept it close to her body, like a treasure.

In the past two years, Wang Lin took her back to see her parents once, but it was only after her parents fell asleep.

On that day, Wang Lin sat outside the stone house, sitting cross-legged. When he opened his eyes, he saw Zhou Ru tiptoed out of the pagoda, holding a bowl of porridge in her hand. After seeing Wang Lin, she stuck out her little tongue and ran to the front, saying crisply: "Uncle, uncle, I saw the fairy sister again just now! But she still didn't eat."

Zhou Ru secretly ran up the white-clothed female corpse on the pagoda when she was four years old and took a look. Since then, she has been thinking about it, and sometimes she runs up to look at the white-clothed female corpse without any fear.

One time, she even brought the porridge that Wang Lin cooked for her and wanted to feed the female corpse to the porridge.

Wang Lin was even more amused and crying about these things, but he couldn't bear to talk about her. After all, Zhou Ru was still young and let her do everything.

However, he explained to Zhou Ru seriously about feeding porridge, but in the end, Zhou Ru still didn't understand why the sister in white always slept but didn't eat.

"You fairy sister doesn't eat, don't always bring the porridge in the future." Wang Lin said helplessly. He always felt that there was something messy here. Zhou Ru actually called her fairy sister and called her uncle... If one day Zhou Yi came back from Daluo Xing, I wonder what his expression would be when he heard such a statement.

"Then isn't she hungry? If I don't eat for a day, I will feel hungry." Xiao Zhouru asked in confusion with her eyes wide open, then said, "I put the porridge next to my sister, and she will drink it when she wakes up. Uncle, don't worry about me."

Wang Lin smiled bitterly and was about to speak, but suddenly his expression moved, looked into the distance, and said, "Xiao Ru'er, enter the tower!"

"Well, is the bad guy coming again? They are so annoying, always coming." Zhou Ru nodded obediently, took the porridge bowl and returned to the pagoda again.

A year ago, monks from other countries came here one after another, under the banner of challenge to fight Zeng Niu.

Wang Lin didn't care about these people at first. As soon as the artistic conception of the pagoda opened, these people couldn't get in at all. But after that, not only did they not know how to advance and retreat, but they became more and more arrogant. Although they couldn't get in, they occupied the surrounding mountains, blatantly peeking into them, and even waved with magic weapons.

Once at night, Zhou Ru was sleeping and was awakened by the sound of the magic weapon, and she was so scared that she cried.

Wang Lin flashed his body and walked out. When he came back, seven bloody heads were coming out of the valley. Since then, there will never be any noise outside at night.

However, there are still many people who challenge them, and there are even some famous god-transforming monks here.

After the killing example was made, Wang Lin never held back at the challenger and killed one by one. Gradually, there were fewer people who challenged him, but occasionally, there were still some.
Chapter completed!