"Don't hide, come out. The woman's faint voice rang out.

Before she even reached the door, she had already discovered the existence of these people. They hid in the tree and didn't do anything, presumably until the man had completely walked away. Now the time has come for these people to come out. The woman was not afraid, she sent her two children to the basement to watch cartoons, and went out of the house alone - if the noise outside was too loud, it would make the children suspicious.

In fact, Xing Tian should have discovered that the family of four living in such a remote place did not have the ignorance or simplicity of an ordinary farmer, but instead seemed indifferent and quiet, and even fairy-like bones, there must be something unusual in it. It's a pity that he stayed here for three days, talking and drinking with men every day, but he still thought that the man's family was an ordinary person, and he was stunned to keep his experience tight.

Of course, this is the scene that Xingtian thinks he is. The real situation is that every night when he is drunk, he has to hold the man's hand and tell stories, tell his life experience, talk about the power of the alien race and the ancient gods, and talk about the moral and human choices he faced when joining the Chinese Society. He completely expressed his inner hesitations and struggles, and he expressed them so vividly. The woman pulled a bench for the two children, who rarely had no bickering, resting their chin neatly on the back of the chair, and four big eyes staring at the tattooed uncle covered in stories. There aren't many opportunities to listen to real people tell stories for free.

This was Sun Siyuan's idea. The man has been practicing medicine for many years, and just from his complexion, he can see at a glance that Xingtian is not an ordinary person, and the couple has lived in seclusion near Danxia for more than ten years, and their only contact with the outside world is to go out once a week to sell medicine. However, just going to Shaoguan to sell medicines, almost all of the people I came into contact with were ordinary people, and there was no way to know what the xenomorph world outside was like now. In that case, you might as well get something out of the mouth of this man surnamed Lu.

This is also the reason why Xingtian, as a former agent, fell into the inconspicuous trivial matter of drunkenness. In order to be able to get him drunk, Sun Siyuan took out the ancient wine prepared at home with ancestral medicine recipes. Legend has it that his grandfather used deer antlers as containers to seal plum blossoms and grains in early spring, and then connected them with morning dew for 9981 consecutive days. After receiving the dew, Grandpa waved his pen and wrote the four big characters "Merlot Nine Brews", pasted them on the antlers, and threw the antlers into the cellar. The wine was kept in the cellar for seventy or eighty years.

Sun Siyuan sighed when he took Merlot Nine Brew out of the cellar, it turned out that his grandfather didn't plan to drink it when he was making wine, he brewed it for future generations. Dad's generation ran all over the world, and he never returned to this house at all, so naturally he didn't care about the wine buried in the ground. It wasn't until he returned home that he found these treasures left to him by his grandfather. When he first found this batch of ancient wine, his tears almost fell. These things that have been passed down from the blood make him feel close, and he really feels that this place is called home, not one house, two houses, or anything like that.

The Merlot Nine brew for the antelope to drink was mixed with water. After all, that guy is too good to drink, and Sun Siyuan is afraid that not long after he tastes the taste of home, he will be sucked away by others. The so-called ancestral medicine recipe does not refer to Merlot Nine Brew, but refers to the snake powder he added to Merlot Nine Brew. It was a secret medicine that he had prepared with safflower, red peony and other medicinal herbs that could speed up blood circulation.

Sure enough, after getting drunk, Lu Ling vomited almost everything. At this time, the man gracefully took out a napkin, wiped away the saliva he had shed to pretend to be drunk, and then lit a thin cigarette, reminiscing about the past while listening to the story. From Lu Ling's mouth, he learned about the Chinese Society, which has become notorious among the xenomorphs in recent years, the sinister situation of more and more xenomorph awakenings, and the clever daughter called Nini......

Nini, good name. He suddenly regretted naming his two children Meow and Wangwang. When the two boys were born, he happened to have a pair of cats and dogs by his side, so he chose the name without thinking about it. The pair of cats and dogs died within a few years, and he buried them on the edge of the orange grove, and when Meow Meow and Wang Wang grew up, he took them to see the graves of the pair of cats and dogs, and he wanted to say that this is the origin of your names, but found that there was a crooked-necked orange tree growing in the place where the tomb should have been, and there were several large plump and round oranges hanging on the tree. Wang Wang was scurrying to pick it, but he slapped it back, and he always felt that the orange peel was covered with cat meat.

He originally thought that he and Jing'er would stay in this place for the rest of their lives. Although I'm sorry for Meow Meow and Wang, I couldn't let them see the wider world. But the wider world is often more dangerous. He had brought his wife back to this place because he was tired of danger and strife, and how could he want to see his children in such danger again?

But the arrival of the antelope was like a prophecy. The surging undercurrents of the aliens that came with him had reached the place where he wanted to shut up, and he had to open the door to get the sunlight, and there was no way to avoid it. As his father once told him, when troubled times come, he needs him most. How long will he still be in a quiet corner of this place? If he sees one soul after another dying helplessly, probably his father will not forgive himself, right?

Human beings are born with responsibilities.

He decided to ride a tricycle to give the antelope a ride, and then plunged into the undercurrent alone, just as his father had done. For Jing'er and the two children, he couldn't leave them, let alone lead them into the cruel world outside, but he didn't know what to say to them. Probably this is the big self and the small self, the country and the family, iron and tenderness, the man pedaled the tricycle, thinking melancholy.

"Sister-in-law seems to be in danger," although they had only known each other for three days, Xing Tian had already called the woman sister-in-law, "Let's go back quickly." He had just sat in the back seat of the tricycle, and the field outside the car was backwards, swaying like a waddling old man in the wind. His consciousness spread rapidly along the spring breeze and weeds, but he saw three people jumping down from the orange grove. Each of them was armed with knives or guns and was heading towards the house.

The man looked at Xingtian in bewilderment. He didn't know what that meant exactly.

"Go back!" Xingtian said loudly, "Quick!" He began to get anxious.

Only then did the man realize that the other person might have a related ability. In any case, a trip back won't cause much damage. The road was too narrow to make a U-turn, so he had to stop pedaling and wait until Xingtian jumped off before moving the car in the opposite direction.

Xingtian sat in the car and stopped talking. At this moment, his consciousness was fully opened, and all his attention was focused on those few people. They were already slowly approaching the house.