The old man carried the little beggar back to the Jiangnan residence "Longhutan Valley", took off the little beggar's clothes, carefully scrubbed with warm water, put on a larger long gown, and then put it on the bed and carefully covered it with a quilt. Before the little beggar woke up, the old man who had seen the little beggar's body sighed and went into the medicine room to prepare medicine for treating frostbite, marrow washing medicine and medicine cauldron.

Although Longhutan Valley is very large in a radius of dozens of miles, it is surrounded by mountain cliffs. The lowest cliff is hundreds of feet high and has no way out. The only way out is to fly out along the cliffs.

There is a waterfall flowing downward to the northwest. A bottomless black pool is formed under the waterfall. The pond is very large and the sound of waterfalls hitting the pond is always heard. The sound is like a tiger roaring, and there is a big stone beside the pond. The stone has three big words "Dragon Tiger Pond". The handwriting is carved with cursive words, you can tell at a glance that it was carved by a martial arts master with sword energy, so this valley is called "Dragon Tiger Pond Valley". The water of the pond flows to the southeast and flows out from the river under the cliffs of the southeast.

The little beggar woke up and found himself on a warm bed. He looked around. He was on a bed. The house was very simple, with a table and chair, and a lamp on the table. There was a word hanging on the wall, which was unaware of. However, you could feel a natural feeling from the word.

The little beggar looked at the quilt and thought it was in a dream. In fact, his hands were already hurting, but he was not sure, so he grabbed his calf with his injured little hand, and the pain came. The little beggar tried hard to bury his head into the quilt, smelling the strange breath, and even the excessively long clothes on his body were playing with it. His smile also hung on his face.

The little beggar seemed to suddenly remember something. He was anxiously looking for clothes in his arms and looking through them. He saw a small piece of white cloth stacked on the head of the bed. He crawled over and saw that it was the handkerchief named Beichenyue, and quickly put it in his arms. After a while, he took it out and looked at the handkerchief embroidered with lotus leaves, lotus leaves, lotus flowers are in full bloom, and there are still reflections of the moon in the water. The lower left corner was embroidered with a word "Moon". The little beggar was still illiterate and did not recognize the word "Moon". However, the whole handkerchief looked very good, and he couldn't help but think of Beichenyue, a little girl who called her little brother.

The sound of pushing the door in woke the little beggar up and quickly put the handkerchief in his arms. He raised his head and saw the old man holding him.

The old man walked to the little beggar, looked at the little beggar and smiled and said, "Child, what's the name?" The little beggar whispered: "I don't have a name."

"No name! Then I will give you a name, take my surname!" The little beggar nodded. "My surname is Nian, what are you pronounced? I pronounced Longtian, and Jingyun, it is too vulgar, so why are you pronounced?..." Seeing the old man thinking hard there, the little beggar thought of Beichen Yue and couldn't help but say two words "Beichen". When the old man heard it, he grabbed the little beggar's shoulders and said happily: "Yes, it's called Beichen. From now on, you will be called Beichen."

The little beggar also likes this name very much. Now he can't call him the little beggar now. It should be Nian Beichen. Nian Beichen raised his head, climbed out of the bed, knelt down in front of the old man, and kowtowed, "Grandpa." The old man didn't stop him, he had to accept Nian Beichen as his apprentice. Now he called Grandpa to make the old man happier. He quickly helped Nian Beichen up and touched his forehead and said, "Chen'er, don't kowtow." Nian Beichen only felt a chill coming from his forehead. His forehead hit a place where it was a bit painful, and now he felt very comfortable.

The old man said to Nian Beichen, "You're hungry! I'll get you something to eat, you'll lie down for a while." After that, he carried Nian Beichen to the bed, covered her quilt, and turned around and walked out. Nian Beichen looked at the figure who went out and shed tears, thinking to himself: 'This is the second person who is good to me. You must listen to grandpa and make him happy. Beichenyue is sorry and can't play with you. I want to get better soon and take care of grandpa.' Nian Beichen, who was lying on the bed, thought a lot, because orphans are relatively precocious, just like the saying "Children from poor families are early to become a family."

Not long after, the old man came in with a box of things, opened the lid, took out the bowl, filled a bowl of porridge, and brought it to the bed to help Nian Beichen to feed him. Nian Beichen originally wanted to get up and eat it by himself, but when he saw the old man's smiling face, he asked him to feed it. There was a bit of bitterness and strong smell of medicine, Nian Beichen ate it silently. At this time, the room could only hear the sound of Nian Beichen drinking porridge, and the silent warmth spread out in the room.

After finishing the first bowl, the old man added a bowl. Nian Beichen looked at his grandfather and said, "Grandpa, I'll do it myself." The old man saw Nian Beichen's eyes, sighed and gave him the bowl. Nian Beichen picked it up and tasted it slowly. This was the porridge that grandpa made for him.

When the old man saw Nian Beichen finishing eating, he brought the bowl and put it in the box. He was on the chair and said seriously to Nian Beichen: "Chen'er, tomorrow I will use the hot medicine to invade you to treat you. I am very painful to be afraid that you can't hold on. If you don't want to, I will use the medicine to wipe it, but it is not good. Which one do you choose?"

Nian Beichen looked at his grandfather's eyes and knew that he hoped he could choose the first one but couldn't bear to choose the first one, for fear of suffering. Nian Beichen did not hesitate and said, "The Medicine Cauldron". The old man patted Nian Beichen's shoulder and laughed: "I am worthy of me, Nian Nanxing's grandson, okay, very good, very good, very good, it didn't disappoint me." Nian Beichen looked at his grandfather's happy look, and he was also happy in his heart: It turns out that grandfather's name is Nian Nanxing. If the people in the Jianghu were here, they would definitely open their mouths when they heard "Nian Nanxing" and said, "Nian Nanxing, the "Tian Xiexing" ranked first in the Jianghu Holy Spirit List, Nian Nanxing, once fought with Ling Dongtian to be above the Forbidden City Top."

Nian Nanxing asked Nian Beichen to lie down on the bed, lifted the lunch box and turned around and went out. Nian Beichen looked at his grandfather's figure and thought, "I don't know what it looks like to soak in the medicine cauldron, I will definitely be able to hold on." He clasped his hands tightly under the quilt and made up his mind. He fell asleep unconsciously.

Nian Nanxing went into the medicine room again, took out the golden needle that had not been used for a long time, put it on the medicine table, took out all the medicine to be used and put it into the medicine cauldron, took water from Longhu Lake and poured it in, and started cooking the medicine by raising a fire under the medicine cauldron. You must control the heat and boil the essence of the medicine into the water so that the body can absorb it.

The sky slowly darkened outside, and the night quietly came. The birds returned to their nests, and the fog slowly rose and covered the entire Longhutan Valley. From time to time, you can hear the roar of wolf roar.

Nian Beichen was sleeping soundly in the house, and his face showed an innocent smile. Maybe he had some good dreams!

Time flows by rapidly, and the star of enlightenment rises in the east.

In the medicine room, the fire was still burning, and Nian Nanxing was still controlling the fire.

When the first ray of sunshine shone into the room where Nian Beichen slept, Nian Beichen woke up from his sleep, which was the most fragrant sleep he had ever had in his life. He grabbed his calves with his hands and confirmed that he was not dreaming. Nian Nanxing's voice came in, and asked Nian Beichen to wash and go to his side.

After Nian Beichen washed his clothes and walked away from the room, he saw three doors outside, two of which were still closed, and there were plaques hanging on the door, but he didn't recognize the words on it. A burst of incense came from the door that opened. The voice of grandpa came from his ears: "Chen'er, come in, that room that open."

Nian Beichen smelled the fragrance of medicine and walked in.

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