In a small village north of the Dark Lands, a man who looked quite vicissitudes of life stood at the head of the village.

"This was her home. The man said vicissitudes.

Once, they met here, and they met here, and it was because they experienced the ordeal of life and death here.

This is where all memories come together.

The once dilapidated village, Huang Chiyan finally renovated it to its original state.

There's one more building, a cemetery.

These are her relatives who used to be, and the deepest place is her.

The man stood at the head of the grave, drinking alone, chattering, sometimes laughing, sometimes weeping.

The man had gray hair, but there was not a trace of wrinkles, and his eyes were dull, but he did not look like an old man.

The beard is unkempt, and the whole person is like a vagabond.

"Uncle Huang, my father is looking for you. ”

At this moment, a child shouted in the distance.

It turned out that this person was Huang Chiyan, who had disappeared for two years.

Huang Chiyan, where is there still the spirit of the past, but now there is only depravity and decadence.

Huang Chiyan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

turned around, but it was a peaceful face.

The village that had burned down was rebuilt, and she never returned.

Nowadays, more and more refugees are taking refuge here.

And Huang Chiyan was here from the beginning, just like the janitor of this village.

A year ago, Huang Chiyan woke up in this village.

Since then, he has never left half a step.

Huang Chiyan touched the child's head and said with a light smile: "Ah Zhu, take me there." ”

"Uncle Huang, are you drinking again?"

The child, who was about 10 years old, had fled with his father last year.

Now a face like Huang Chiyan can indeed be called Uncle Huang.

The people in the village didn't know Huang Chiyan's origin, and they all regarded him as the only survivor in this village.

Huang Chiyan has nothing to do to help the villagers to make iron, be a blacksmith or something, and he is also kind to the people in the village.

Huang Chiyan followed Ah Zhu to a family.

"Uncle, are you a super powerful martial arts cultivator, you are the kind of legendary invisible sweeping monk. ”

Ah Zhu asked excitedly along the way, boys will always be interested in martial arts.

Huang Chiyan has been asked this question more than once.

Every time, Huang Chiyan shook his head secretly.

"Xiuwu, I don't have that much ability, I'm so cowardly that I can't even protect my beloved. ”

"However, it's not easy for the adults in the village to be uncles. ”

Ah Zhu still didn't give up and wanted to ask something.

Huang Chiyan just laughed and said, "Does Ah Zhu want to cultivate martial arts?"

"Of course, Xiuwu can fly to the sky and escape to the earth, and he can also drink with immortals. Ah Zhu described excitedly, his eyes revealing an innocent light.

Huang Chiyan touched Ah Zhu's head and muttered.

"Ah Zhu, you have to remember that the first goal of martial arts cultivation is to protect the people around you. ”

Cultivating martial arts is not to be happy, but to survive.

Ah Zhu scratched his head suspiciously: "Uncle, I don't understand." ”

"Yes. ”

In the evening, the smoke curls up, and the willows support the wind.

Hunters, farmers, all returned home tired.

Whether it was joy or frustration, all emotions were brought back to the village.

"Brother Huang is here. ”

A thatched house, a middle-aged man of half a hundred greeted.

This person is Ah Zhu's father.

Huang Chiyan also said hello happily and walked in.

"Brother Wang looking for me?"

"It's also a trifle. It's just that my iron pot is broken, and I want you to make up for it. ”

The middle-aged man also smiled innocently.

The Dark Land is not all the powerhouses of the Condensing Yuan Realm True Martial Realm.

More are ordinary people huddled in a dark corner, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, worrying about three meals a day every day.

They may have been forced into this dark place because of war, hunger, cold, and riots, and they lived in peace in one corner.

Huang Chiyan also picked up the pot casually and looked through it a few times.

"It's not difficult, I'll take it back and send it in the evening. ”

Huang Chiyan subconsciously touched his chest, wanting to put this pot into the jade pendant.

It's just that there is nothing in the chest.

"Hey!"

Huang Chiyan remembered that a year ago, Huang Chiyan had already kept the jade pendant still in the deep mountains.

And the Array Saint and the Golden Saint have not appeared for some reason.

Huang Chiyan no longer had any mission in his mind, and his heart was full of ashes.

"Brother Wang, I'll go first. ”

"Brother Huang, don't be in a hurry to leave. ”

Brother Wang grabbed Huang Chiyan's hand and enthusiastically asked him to sit down.

"I caught a wild boar on my hunt today, and you're in for a good time today. ”

Brother Wang said to Huang Chiyan enthusiastically.

Sister-in-law Wang next to her said with a smile: "You said that this pot is broken, and you can't stew soup, so you have to roast it and eat it, Brother Huang don't dislike it." ”

Huang Chiyan sniffed, a smell of meat came, and Huang Chiyan also swallowed his saliva.

"Cuicui, you go and bring me the wine I bought in the city a few days ago, and Brother Huang and I will have a few bowls. ”

Brother Wang was also happy.

The Cuicui in his mouth is the eldest daughter of his family.

Wang Cuicui is also considered to be a water spirit, about 20 years old, with two ponytails.

Wearing an embroidered skirt with patches, her face is also simple, and her big eyes are clear.

The family was harmonious and surrounded Huang Chiyan in the middle.

Huang Chiyan looked at this warm picture.

Barbecue, boiled wine, laughter.

"What a prince and emperor, what a strong man, it's not as happy as a village man. ”

What are the people of the Dark Lands desperately trying to create demons, deceive themselves, and plunder?

"The Great Wall is still there, and I don't see Qin Shi Huang back then. ”

"I don't know all the things when I'm young, and I'm only nine days older than Dapeng. ”

"Feathers fall into the scenery of Dongshan, and they understand how to cook wine with birds. ”

Now that the scenery is no longer there, it is meaningless to understand what you are fighting for.

If you want to return to life, things are not people, who is with you?

"Brother Huang, I am afraid that you are only thirty years old, although you look gray and have a messy beard, but I can see that you are young. ”

After three rounds of drinking, a group of people also got up casually.

Huang Chiyan smiled awkwardly, where would he be thirty, but he was only in his early twenties.

But now, even if he is forty, some people believe him.

Brother Wang quipped: "Brother, you have no illness or disaster, you have the strength of your body, and you can also strike iron, it should not be a problem to support your family, I don't know why you don't please your daughter-in-law?"

In a word, Huang Chiyan stopped the movement in his hand and drank the spirits in the bowl.

Huang Chiyan sighed and said, "My daughter-in-law begged for it, but it's gone." ”

In a word, the clouds are light and the wind is light, but Brother Wang's family doesn't know how to say it again.