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The earth reflects its glow.

The sky is the sky above the head, and the earth is the soil under the feet.

The heart rejoices: 'I am acquainted with them, and this acquaintance is born from the womb of the mother, and is indelible when blood is mixed with the earth.' ’

Are you sure?

Han Xian's heart was roaring, this is true.

But in the ear?

"Who are you?"

The voice smashed into Han Xian's head like thunder, instantly vacuum, instantly godless, and instantly as if he had been abandoned.

Cover the body, I don't know each other here.

"Wang, Wang, Wang~~~. ”

Dog barking.

It is the barking of the dog after the human voice, and its barking is like a heavy hammer that completely pushes the already frozen Han Xian into the abyss, and it does not know the returnee.

But it was this barking that made Han Xian's numb nerves temporarily regain some sense.

At the moment the eyes are covered.

What I saw was gray.

This gray mist is nothing else, it is precisely the cigarette stick prepared by Han Xian for his grandfather Han Cheng, the cigarette stick prepared for Uncle Han Shan, the cigarette stick prepared for the third uncle Han Qing, the cigarette stick prepared for the fourth uncle Han Feng, the cigarette stick prepared for the fifth uncle Han Yuan, and the cigarette stick prepared for his father, and there are tobacco leaves for everyone to use for a long time, but these are only part of the package.

The others were the shoe-bearing cones of aunts and aunts and their mothers.

These.

These make up the hill.

This hill was hugged by Han Xian, and at this moment, it also successfully blocked Han Xian's gaze, and when the dog barked back to his senses, the hill was finally removed by Han Xian one by one.

Move one point.

The sky is gorgeous and colorful.

The setting sun confirms the red of roses.

Finally, the burden that stood in front of Han Xian's eyes was completely removed by himself, and finally there was no longer any obstruction in front of him, and in what he saw, he was not wrong, and he really knew the soil of this place.

Because everything you see is exactly the same as you remember.

But.

The acquaintance you see is not all of your memory, just in front of you, and what you see is also vague in your memory.

As far as I can see, the gray face, the pouting mouth, and the look of doubt and curiosity on the face.

A child.

And right next to this child was a little yellow dog, barking at himself in fear and arrogance.

"Wang~. ”

A sound far away.

"Wang~~. ”

A sound is near.

The prime of life crushes the young.

From top to bottom, to the mountain Meng Yin trail flew in.

"Poof. ”

A black shadow suddenly slammed out in front of his eyes, and he saw a black head rudely squeezed in between the child and the little yellow dog.

This roughness is too rough.

Sensen's canine teeth were directly clutched on the neck of the little yellow dog, and with a hard throw, the small yellow figure crossed the dim arc in the beautiful rose sunset and fell into the bushes by the side of the road.

It was also a dog.

It was a big black dog, and its roughness was not over there, its strong body squeezed over, and it was to knock the child directly to the ground.

"Poof~~. ”

Squat on the ground with your buttocks.

"Wow~~. ”

Crying, and beautiful and peaceful places, children cry heartbreakingly.

It's all electric.

It was the real light and the real heat, which made Han Xian's gradually cold body a derivation of temperature.

"I didn't forget, I knew that I couldn't go wrong, this is it. ”

The trembling of the voice was the whimper of the heart, Han Xian looked at the black shadow that rushed into front of him, and said softly: "Black Fang." ”

"Wang. ”

There are old people in Yunshan, and for a Yunshan dog, its youth has slowly retreated, it is already old, but it is this gradual aging that makes it fortunate to see this wanderer who has left home back to the mountain.

Han Xian whispered, "I'm back." ”

This voice was said to the old man of Yunshan, Heiya.

"Wang~~. ”

Under his knees, the black tooth burst into his mouth, and circled around Han Xian, sniffing around, and this circle was full of familiar people in his bones smeared with unfamiliar smells.

"Wang~~. ”

The black tooth roared in its mouth, but suddenly, it kept roaring, and ran up the hill as if it was crazy.

"Wang~~. ”

"Wang~~. ”

Although the black tooth is far away, the sound it reaches Han Xian's ears is indeed forever bright.

"Woo~~. ”

The child howled, tears poured out of her eyes, and even her gray face was cleaned one by one.

But this cleansing is based on the grayness.

Then this face is darker and grayer.

"Wang~~. ”

The puppy barked, and the black-toothed little yellow dog finally crawled out of the bushes on the side, and stood in front of the child with a limp, a fierce look.

It looked at Han Xian.

Han Xian also stared at it.

Han Xian saw that it was this small figure who protected his partner behind him without hesitation.

'It's my Yunshan's dog, and it's also because of Yunshan that I have such a companion to protect the Lord. ’

In his imagination, the smile couldn't help but float on Han Xian's face, but at this moment, the kind smile on Han Xian's face fell on the eyes of the child who was crying with his heart, which was no different from the smile of the big demon king in the fairy tale.

It must have wanted to eat itself. ’

"Ah~~. ”

"Woo~~~. ”

Because of the heart, so hard.

The children cried and shredded, and the adults on the mountain listened to the heartbreak.

A vague figure between the shadows of the trail appeared and disappeared and ran towards this place quickly, and the voice in her mouth had already swept here several steps ahead of her.

"Yun'er, let you not run around, did you fall~~~?"

It's a voice of blame, but also a voice of worry.

Hearing the sound, I thought I knew the name of the child in front of me.

She is her own sister.

"Han Yun. ”

Han Xian whispered in his mouth, why he was so strange to her, why was this because she was still a doll with a vague voice when she left home.

She grew up.

Growing up, she allowed herself to blur her appearance.

"Hehe~~. ”

"Whew. ”

The wind blew laughter, and in Han Xian's laughter, in the same rose-colored wind, the woman's body had completely rushed out of the cute **.

"Auntie. ”

Han Xian looked at her, this was the voice of Han Xian's mouth.

But this sound really made the woman in front of her completely stunned and on the spot.

This stunned made her seem to not hear Han Xian's words, this stunned made her completely ignore the heart-rending of her daughter Han Yun on the ground, and this stunned made her completely ignore the roaring voice of the little yellow dog.

"Wang, Wang, Wang~~~. ”

Indeed, the sound of a dog does not blend into the human world.

She was in a godless face, and tears were already in her eyes.

"I'm back. ”

Han Xian looked at her and whispered in his mouth, this is a laugh, this smile is just what the heart thinks, but the heart knows that his cheeks have already been wet with tears.

It's not a ghost in the twilight.

It is a living person whose shadow is elongated.

He.

Han Xian.

The woman's eyes were filled with tears, and she choked up and said, "Return... It's back. ”

"It's back. ”

Hearing this, Han Xian nodded vigorously, and in this nod, it was himself, the fifth aunt in front of him, and Han Yun, who was crying on the ground, all saw it, and they all heard the sound of Han Xian's tears breaking and the ground.

"Good, good, good back. ”

The fifth aunt nodded her head and said sharply, and hurriedly walked to the front quickly, hugged Han Yun on the ground, and said, "Hurry, hurry, call brother." ”

"Huh. ”

Han Xian looked at the crying face and smiled.

"Whew. ”

Han Yun looked at Han Xian's smiling face and cried hard.

"This kid. ”

The fifth aunt immediately woke up with a slight fierceness on her face, and hurriedly said to Han Xian: "Hurry, hurry, go home quickly, blessed, Yunshan is blessed, the departed son finally has returned home." ”

Home?

Listening to this homecoming, all the efforts are worth it.

Move under your feet.

Step on, dirt ground.

One step, puddles.

Step on the bluestone steps.

Step by step, the soul is haunted by the field, just under the feet, right in front of him, the bluestone walled gate, the loess house, and the black tooth howl all appeared in front of Han Xian's eyes.

"Wang, Wang, Wang... ”

Black Fang, roar.

Black Fang roared vigorously.

This roar is more like a cry.

Why do you cry so sadly?

Because no one hears it, and because no one believes it.

No one hears or believes it, because people can't understand what this old partner is talking about, is it dangerous?

Not like.

Because it was unclear, more people in Yunjiaao chose to ignore it, but for this reason, Heiya was even more anxious, wearing the hall, dragging his clothes, dragging his shirt, and forcibly dragged Han Qing, who was still holding the crockpot in his hand, out of the house.

Lights.

Han Xian, who stepped into the gate of the village, saw the dark face.

"Fifth uncle. ”

"Bang dang~~. ”

In a quiet place, the sound of breaking is particularly loud.

Hearing Han Xian's voice, Fifth Uncle Han Qing didn't even hold the crockpot in his hand and fell to the ground under his feet, he looked at Han Xian.

His eyes were hazy and tearful, and he couldn't believe what he saw.

Han Xian said: "I'm back." ”

The sound is a thin sound.

Han Xian said softly as if he was afraid of shattering the tranquility here.

"Back... I'm back~~. ”

"It's back. ”

Slightly cool, lightly embellished with sluggish faces.

Cool makes all the godlessness explode again into the color of many words.

But they looked at each other more at the moment, and it was indeed silent.

The sky flying roses are completely immersed in the mountains, and suddenly, at the moment when the sun sinks into the mountains, there is a slight light rain here.

"Whew~~. ”

The mountain wind blows and the sky is dark.

In the darkness of the mountain wind, every house, every house, had already turned on its own lights, and they were unusually alarmed by the broken and black tooth roar of the crockpot outside the window.

Man.

Woman.

Child.

They picked up the lamp and looked at Han Xian's face that was dyed deep by the sky in the dimness of the sky and the bright yellow of the oil lamp.

Such as, do not know each other.

So look forward for a long time.

For a long time, people were silent, only the sound of the lamp beating in their hands.

For a long time, there was no sound, only the sound of the mountain wind passing by.

For a long time, there was no sound, only the sound of scattered rain breaking the ground.

The mouth opened slightly: "I'm back." ”

Han Xian looked at their silence, and in the sound of only hearing the beating of his chest, he choked up and made a repeat of words, and they, everyone, heard it.

When they heard it, they all lifted up their lamps in their hands.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back~~~. ”

The wind dances and the lights flutter.

The trembling shadows were like waiting for Han Xian to go home, and the lamps in their hands had already illuminated every pothole under Han Xian's feet.

"Hehe~~. ”

With a chuckle, Han Xian tried to make himself laugh.

Tears are embellishedly laughing.

In the midst of this laughing and crying, his footsteps lifted up minute by minute, stepped through the potholes, and walked towards the original place of himself.

The lights are bright.

There is light.

Shadows swaying in the light.

Han Xian looked at the shadow, step by step timid, and walked eagerly towards that place step by step.

Is it a long way?

Why is Han Xian's face so eager, why is there so much panic on this eager face, and why is there too much wind and dust pouring out of this panic.

"Whew~~. ”

Mountain winds blow.

The shadow swayed.

Shaking shadows, drifting rain.

Figures were in front of the door, intertwining and shaking in the same firelight.

"Poof~~. ”

The shadow trembled on the ground, and the voice trembled.

"I'm back, I'm home. ”