: Things change

Half a month later, Yuyang Country, Wuliu Town.

Just like decades ago, this is a mortal town.

The early morning mist makes Wuliu Town look hazy.

A man in a green-patterned brocade robe, like a man from the world, quietly walked into this small town in the mist.

He took a breath, closed his eyes, and showed memories, remembrance, and insights on his face.

Most of the townsmen who came and went on the streets of the town no longer looked at each other, but saw many new faces.

Yes, nearly thirty years have passed, enough for an ordinary family to continue the incense of two generations.

Of course, he also saw some familiar faces.

Dingbang!! Dingbang...

Yang Fan felt very familiar and friendly with the middle-aged strong man with bare arms in the shop opposite.

He suddenly discovered that this strong man looked very much like his neighbor Tienniu.

Either like... or Iron Ox.

When he was in Wuliu Town, Yang Fan spent his skills overnight. Xianhong Jue was just getting started and he had competed with this barbarian boy.

Thinking of this, a smile pursed at the corner of his mouth and walked to the blacksmith shop.

"This objective, you want some..." The middle-aged blacksmith's words came to an abrupt end. He stared at Yang Fan with a look of seeing a ghost.

"You...you are!" The middle-aged blacksmith showed a look of surprise and incredible expression on her face.

Yang Fan smiled without saying a word, just looking at him.

Finally, Tie Niu spit out two strange and familiar words: "Brother Fan..."

"Hahaha……"

Suddenly, the two laughed happily, and Tie Niu hugged Yang Fan together and said excitedly: "You kid is worthy of being an immortal master. After so many years, your appearance has not changed at all."

Indeed, compared with decades ago, Yang Fan's appearance has not changed at all.

The passage of time left no trace on his face.

What changes is just that even more unpredictable temperament.

Tie Niu looked at Yang Fan with envy and pulled him into the house very politely.

"Come on, I'll introduce you to me. This is my daughter-in-law and grandson."

After Tie Niu entered the house, he introduced to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan looked at him indifferently and saw a young woman of a pretty face, with a two or three-year-old child beside him.

When the young woman saw Yang Fan, she was a little nervous, and was also very curious, so she took a few glances.

"This is my grandson, Tielong. Haha, is this name majestic enough?"

Tie Niu's proud words.

Yang Fan couldn't hold it in and sneered: "Tieniu, Tielong, your family is really interesting."

"Iron Dragon, come and call Yang... Grandpa Yang."

At the end of the day, Tie Niu even felt a little awkward.

"Grandpa Yang?" The daughter-in-law looked strange.

The little boy blinked his black eyes and looked at Yang Fan curiously, shouting in a slight voice: "Grandpa Yang..."

"Haha, I didn't expect that I would be called grandpa one day."

Yang Fan's face was filled with smiles, which gave him a very warm experience.

The little boy liked him very much, so he hugged him in his arms and made fun of him.

At the same time, he also sighed in his heart: If he hadn't been practicing immortality at the beginning, would he be like an iron cow, marrying a wife and having children, or even holding a grandson to enjoy his old age?

"Well, meeting me is also your blessing..."

Yang Fan thought about it and found that a drop of "Three Life Wisdom Water" was added in his hand and fed it into the mouth of the little boy.

Before leaving, Yang Fan even gave a piece of uncensored jade the size of a thumb, handed it to the iron cow, and said, "This thing is good for the child to carry with him."

Tie Niu's eyes lit up. He understood Yang Fan's identity as an "immortal master" and thanked him repeatedly.

Yang Fan had just walked home, but Tie Niu shouted: "Brother Fan, do you want to go home?"

"Well, I have been away from my hometown for decades, and now I want to go home to visit my mother. Is there anything wrong?" Yang Fan asked with a strange look.

"This...Brother Fan, there is no one in your family." Tie Niu said hesitantly.

"No one? What's going on?" Yang Fan was shocked.

He swept his spiritual sense and found that there was no one in the house.

When he found a spiritual card and statue worshipped in the house, he ran out of his body, as if he was lost.

A few words are engraved on the spirit card: The spiritual position of the biological mother Lin Cuiyan

These words, like nine thunders, made Yang Fan stand there for a while, with a few traces of sadness flashing in his eyes.

Although Yang is not his biological mother, he is a kind mother who raised him since childhood. There is no doubt about this kind of family affection.

Standing at his doorstep for a long time, Yang Fan finally calmed down and asked Tie Niu next to him:

"How many years have my mother been there?"

"Ten years." Tie Niu replied.

"Ten years..." Yang Fan roughly calculated that his mother should have lived in her fifties.

In his fifties, in the mortal world, in the normal world.

But Yang Fan still felt something was wrong. Before leaving, he left some spiritual pills for his mother, which should be able to prolong life and strengthen muscles and bones.

Of course, Yang Fan did not have the longevity pill at that time, and there was no such condition to refine it.

In other words, under normal circumstances, it is reasonable for Yang to live to be 60 or 70 years old.

There are only two possibilities for this situation, one is artificial. Under the protection of the Dark Blood Dynasty, this possibility is not high. Even if the enemy is really malicious, he can completely cut off a woman who is helpless in Yang.

Besides, Yang Tian said in the letter he left behind that you don’t have to worry about the safety of your relatives.

Then there is another possibility, which is that the psychological severe blow makes people lose faith and sustenance in life and feel discouraged.

These are just Yang Fan's preliminary guesses.

"By the way, where has my sister Huixin been?" Yang Fan asked suddenly.

He asked his sister Yang Huixin.

"It seems that I was taken away by a fairy Taoist priest more than 20 years ago, and there has been no news since then."

Tienniu replied.

"What!!" Yang Fan's expression changed drastically.

Under the secret protection of the Dark Blood Dynasty, there is still someone who can take his sister away.

If this is true, the immortal Taoist priest in the mouth of Tie Niu is at least a Nascent Soul level or above.

"I understand why my mother died so early..." Yang Fan took a deep breath.

His father Yang Tian died, and he went there for nearly 30 years but never returned. In the end, his sister was taken away and there was no news for twenty years.

Under these consecutive blows, how could Yang a mortal who did not know any magic and a traditional woman bear it?

It is reasonable to live ten years less.

"Why, if I could have returned more than ten years earlier, my mother would not have died."

Yang Fan sighed to the sky.

Thirty years have passed, things have changed, what goes away, what goes away, what is other.

The vicissitudes of time and the changes in the world have given him some enlightenment.

"My brother, how are you doing now?" Yang Fan asked about his younger brother Yang Lei's situation again.

"You mean Master Yang? He is very good now, has a high status in this generation, and the people are very respectful of him."

Tienniu replied.

"That's good." Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief. At least in this world, he had a relative.

He bid farewell to Tie Niu, walked into his main hall, and sucked incense in front of the mourning hall.

Swish!

At some point, a dark shadow appeared in the house.

"Go out." Yang Fan's voice was cold and ruthless.
To be continued...