I heard you had a white moonlight who died young.

4

After living in this world for several years, Fan Zhiyi and Bing Nandong built a shelter on the mountain to take in stray cats and dogs they encountered on the road. Now it has grown to a large scale, and they are actively encouraging their friends and people in the cultivation world who need them to come and adopt them.

For example, Jin Wu adopted three cats at the beginning, and now they are raised in Youshan Temple, each of them becoming like a gas cylinder; Zhuang Yujing and He An adopted a dog, and when he came to choose, he said he wanted one that would be invincible, mighty and fierce when it grew up; Xu Qing took a liking to a white cat at first sight, and would often bring it over to play with Fan Zhiyi and the others...

As for Xiaoman, he wasn't very good at taking care of small animals and was too busy, so he didn't adopt any. But when he occasionally came to see Fan Zhiyi, he would bring them some toys and food.

Originally, Cen Jun also wanted it, but he is currently busy traveling all over the country to punish evil and promote good, and he doesn't have a stable place. He was afraid that it would bring him trouble, so he didn't get it, which he himself said was a great pity.

It was a rare fine day, with gentle sunlight.

Fan Zhiyi was playing with two or three cats with a cat toy, while Bing Nandong sat behind him, sitting upright and reading a storybook.

This storybook was recommended to Bing Nandong by Fan Zhiyi after he finished reading it and thought it was good. At first, Bing Nandong didn't care much for it, but now he's getting more and more into reading it, and he takes it out to read after his daily cultivation session.

On this exceptionally leisurely afternoon, an uninvited guest suddenly barged in... Zhuang Yujing, who walked in leading his large dog, pointing proudly at Bing Nandong: "First, yell at him!"

The "first" refers to the dog that Zhuang Yujing adopted. Now, its black fur is glossy, its physique is strong, and it looks formidable.

Bing Nandong picked up the tea on the table and glanced at the First Dog as he drank. The dog came running over proudly and sat down next to Bing Nandong, wagging its tail. Bing Nandong casually reached out and ruffled its fur, turned a page of his book, and the First Dog happily stuck out its tongue and breathed on the ground.

Zhuang Yujing: "...Come back! You've completely disgraced us!"

Fan Zhiyi sighed; it was always the same.

He stood up, and the bell on the cat toy rang, causing several kittens to jump up and reach out their paws to reach it. In the end, their paws got caught on Fan Zhiyi's clothes. Fan Zhiyi carefully dealt with it: "Stay for dinner."

Zhuang Yujing crossed her arms and said, "No, I snuck out. He An will probably start looking for me and urging me to go back soon."

"Brother, I'm back. Did you receive the local specialties I sent to you and your senior brother?" At this moment, a figure appeared outside the open gate of the house, one big and one small. Cen Jun was carrying a chicken in one hand and holding a child's hand in the other.

Fan Zhiyi stared curiously at the child, who looked to be about seven or eight years old. Before he could ask, Zhuang Yujing pointed at the child and said, "This is you..." He looked at Cen Jun and then at the child, unable to find a suitable answer.

Cen Jun scratched the back of his head somewhat embarrassedly: "I found this child. I saw that he was all alone and pitiful, and he always secretly followed me, so I decided to keep him with me for a while. I brought him with me today. Oh, I told my brother about this in my letter."

Fan Zhiyi stepped forward and bent down to look at the child. The child's eyes were large and bright, but his face was expressionless, and he seemed hostile towards him.

Bing Nandong put down his book and walked over, looking down at the child. The child was not intimidated and glared back at him with a displeased expression.

Fan Zhiyi tugged at Bing Nandong's sleeve and whispered, "Smile."

So Bingnan gave a forced, insincere smile.

Fan Zhiyi: "..."

Cen Jun shook the child's hand she was holding: "I told you, this is my brother, you should call him..."

"Brother." The child's voice was rather hoarse as he called out to Fan Zhiyi, then looked at Bing Nandong, "Senior Brother."

“No, no.” Cen Jun corrected him seriously, “You haven’t joined the Tianyun Sect yet, so you can’t call me senior brother.”

The child looked at Cen Jun and retorted seriously, "But you told me to call you brother, so we are family, and I should call you whatever you call me."

So it seems like there's nothing really wrong with that.

"Alright, that's all in terms of address. We can discuss that later," Fan Zhiyi said. "Did you catch this chicken yourself?"

"No, no, I saw it down the mountain and thought it looked pretty good, so I bought it. Brother, can you make me some roast chicken?" Cen Jun let go of the child. "I'll go kill the chicken first. Brother, this child is shy and doesn't have a name yet. I can't come up with one. You and your senior brother can think of one." After saying that, Cen Jun held up one finger to the child and ordered, "Stay here obediently."

After Cen Jun left, the three of them surrounded the child. Fan Zhiyi told Zhuang Yujing and Bing Nandong to step back: "Don't scare him."

As soon as Fan Zhiyi finished speaking, the child grabbed Fan Zhiyi's hand and called out again, "Brother."

"Do you want some candy?" Fan Zhiyi squatted down and looked him in the eye. "Relax, don't be nervous."

The child nodded, then naturally snuggled into Fan Zhiyi's arms. Fan Zhiyi patted his back with a smile, and didn't forget to say, "Nan Dong, I remember we just bought a new box of candy when we went shopping last time."

"Isn't that what you've been craving?"

Fan Zhiyi felt a little embarrassed after being told that, and cleared his throat tactically: "Hey, hurry up and bring it over."

“Then I’ll name him!” Zhuang Yujing volunteered, stroking his chin. He was very satisfied with how the child had given Bing Nandong a hard time right away. “This child looks promising. Let’s call him ‘Peak’.”

Fan Zhiyi... I can't say I'm impressed with Fan Zhiyi.

Choosing a name is a big deal. Fan Zhiyi was still flipping through books and thinking about it just before he fell asleep. Bing Nandong picked up the candlestick in front of him and said, "Go to sleep."

"I'm almost there."

Knowing Fan Zhiyi's temperament, Bing Nandong sat down next to him and asked, "You really agreed to let Cen Jun keep this child?"

"Yes, Cen Jun is currently homeless, so it is indeed inconvenient for him to take care of a child."

Bing Nandong chuckled lightly: "Believe it or not, Cen Jun will still leave with that child tomorrow."

"Why?" Fan Zhiyi looked up at Bing Nandong, full of confusion.

"This child is clever and has a lot of ideas."

Fan Zhiyi raised his eyebrows but didn't say anything.

As a result, the next morning, Cen Jun did indeed come to Fan Zhiyi and said that after thinking it over, he still wanted to take the child with him. It was because the child had cried so much the night before and insisted on going with Cen Jun. Cen Jun couldn't resist and agreed. As for the name, the child also insisted that Cen Jun give him one.

Later, Fan Zhiyi sent a message asking what name Cen Jun had chosen, and Cen Jun replied: Cen Xiaofu.

5 Secrets

One story: Xiaoman's twin daggers are named "Eight Hundred." Fan Zhiyi nodded in agreement upon hearing this, saying, "To injure a thousand, one must also injure eight hundred." It's a good name. (Xiaoman didn't attend the New Year's Eve dinner the first year because she was on a mission, but she attended every New Year's Eve afterward.)

Secondly, before being imprisoned by Bingnan Winter Pass, Cen Jun finally commissioned the most famous swordsmith to forge his desired natal sword, a translucent ice sword, which he named Great Snow. Cen Jun only used this sword when fighting; he would use a different ordinary sword for flying, chopping wood, and starting fires, and he could always buy another one if it broke.

Thirdly, after losing Zhuang Shan, Zhuang Yujing could no longer run away whenever he wanted, allowing Zhuang Shan to sit in the position of sect leader and pretend to be him. He had to report to He An before going out every time and had to return within a specified time, which made him feel extremely frustrated.