World Traveler

"Ah!"

It’s really cold today.

The destination was reached, but it was Yanan's, so he stayed here.

I was just thrown in front of the gate of this sect.

It was too dark and he couldn't see clearly what was written on the plaque of this sect. The only thing he knew was that his father had great trust in this sect.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have come all the way here and entrusted myself to them.

Alas, my father is also rushing to his destination...

As expected, Yanan also guessed that his destination was to go and find his mother.

We will never meet again in this life.

But... when you arrive at your destination, can't you just knock on the door?

In the middle of the night, he wrapped me in a piece of cloth and threw me at the door, then turned and left. If I didn't have some special abilities, our family of three would have been reunited immediately.

Hiding under the blanket and holding a hot water bottle of just the right temperature, Yanan couldn't help but complain in his heart as he felt the coldness on his body.

In fact, even Yanan’s father did not expect this scene.

After all, a normal child’s first reaction when it’s cold at night and his parents are not around is definitely to cry and make a fuss.

His crying and making a fuss just happened to attract the disciples who were on night watch in the sect. Then, with the token he left behind, Yanan was accepted as their disciple as expected.

But a five-month-old child can find a bunch of strange things in the grass, under leaves, and behind stones.

She didn't cry or make a fuss and took care of herself. On this cold night, she slept quietly under the blanket.

Of course, another point is that Yanan’s mind has not yet come around and he has not completely put himself into the role of a baby.

The main thing is that Yanan's father's free-range way of raising children has made him feel nothing like being treated as a baby, so he naturally developed the habit of taking care of himself.

Yanan slowly fell asleep in the warm blanket...

The next morning, Yanan was awakened from his dream by the shouting in his ears.

"Master, Master, there is a child here!"

Yanan, who had just woken up, rubbed his eyes and saw a middle-aged man wearing a dark blue robe, a wide-brimmed hat, a long flowing beard, and a resolute face holding him up.

The middle-aged man known as the head of the sect took one look at the token in his arms and instantly understood everything, with a look of loss and sadness on his face.

He picked up the token and rubbed it gently in his hands, recalling the past and sighing softly, as if he had not expected something like this to happen.

"Hey, Aliang..."

The disciple standing by couldn't help but ask when he saw the look on the Sect Leader's face.

"Master, this child..."

"Take it and take good care of him. He is the descendant of an old friend of mine."

"What's the child's name?"

Hearing this, Yanan no longer felt sleepy. He reached into his blanket and took out a piece of paper to show them. The word "Yanan" was written in big letters on the paper.

Yanan didn't want to change his name yet, so he happened to take out a note with his name on it from his blanket.

The disciple and the sect leader didn't seem to have expected something like this to happen. They both stood there in a daze. Then the sect leader reacted and muttered to himself.

"Yanan? ...This child will be called Yanan from now on."

"Yes, Master."

Yanan was sure that the leader must have thought that his name was given by his father.

You have to know that Yanan is five months old now, and this is the first time he has heard his father's surname. His father has never given him any name.

It seems that he doesn't want to inherit his resentment.

Soon, he was carried away by that disciple, while the master stood outside the gate looking at the scenery below the mountain, probably feeling sad that another old friend had been lost.

When entering the sect, Yanan finally saw the plaque that had just been blocked by the two people, and understood which sect he had joined.

Tangmen.

ha?

Yanan's inherent impression of the Tang Sect is...

You have your own way to die.

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But after such a period of time, Yanan discovered that these Tang Sect disciples were completely different from what he had imagined.

The Tang Clan in this world is more like a famous and upright sect. They often go out to do justice, punish evil and eliminate evil, and all the senior brothers and sisters in the sect take good care of them.

Originally, I had no relationship with those senior sisters. I don’t know if it was because of the outburst of maternal instinct, but everyone took care of me in every possible way.

Yanan almost got lost in this gentle land.

Compare this to the care my father gave me.

Tsk... Never mind. After all, he is still my father.

Moreover, I inexplicably got a brother who is one year older than me. Well, I have been in Tang Sect for half a year now. I am one year old, and my brother is two years old.

And that brother, Yanan, doesn't seem to be an ordinary child either. He is much cuter than Yanan when he is two years older. He looks and feels cuter than Yanan.

Humph, what does appearance mean?

In the future, I, Yanan, will rely on my own hard power to make a living. How can I rely on my looks?

"Yanan! Hug!"

Today, there were no senior brothers and sisters to take him out to play. Yanan, who was lying on the bed resting out of boredom, suddenly felt a sinking sensation on his body.

A faint body fragrance wafts towards me.

Yanan could never understand why a two-year-old child had such a pleasant smell.

Of course, the point now is not this, but if I am suppressed for a while, I might have to go find my dad.

"Ahhh, ahhh!"

Brother, save me! Sister, save me!

After a while, there was no response in the room. I looked up and found that there was no senior brother or sister in the room.

"Ya! Nan!"

Listening to the harsh sound coming from my ears.

No, I have to take action.

"Ya! Nan!"

Feeling Yanan's struggle, Tang Buyi, who was lying on his chest, became even happier. He thought Yanan wanted to play with him, so he lay on Yanan's body tightly and didn't move. No matter how Yanan shook him, he would not fall off.

"Ya! Ya! Nan!..."

Ah, you are so annoying!

Now Tang Buyi has changed into a riding position and sat on Yanan's belly, starting his own rocking ride.

This is because Yanan has a strong physique, otherwise any other ordinary child of the same age might have died.

She lifted her right foot and hooked it around his left calf, then grabbed his left hand that was on her chest.

Humph, don't blame me.

Now Yanan pulled his right foot inward and pushed hard with his left foot, so that he could flip over and escape from Tang Buyi's riding control.

But... imagination is beautiful, reality is cruel.

After kicking twice, he found that Tang Buyi had excellent control of his body balance and sat very steadily on him.