It is now the second half of the night, the moon is hanging in the sky like an ice disk, there are not many stars in the sky, a few are embedded in the deep night sky, the breeze is Buddha, this single courtyard presents a peaceful and quiet scene.

In a room to the right of the door, a young man slept on the bed, and if you looked closely, you would find that his eyes were closed, his body was trembling slightly, and his hair was already wet with overflowing sweat, clinging to his scalp.

He was shrouded in a layer of red mist, which was as scarlet as blood, delicate, and squirming like a living force, and his body was already three feet out of bed, suspended in the air, and looked very strange.

This young man was naturally a night in the morning, and the repetitive dream suddenly became different from usual at this time, and this was the first time he had encountered it.

In the usual dreams, Ye Yichen just looked at the white orangutan across the ice, and everyone was safe until they woke up the next day.

At this time, in his dream, cracks suddenly appeared in the ice on the surface of the lake, and more and more, and it became bigger and bigger. The sound of the ice cracking was stuck in Ye Yichen's throat like a talisman, and he couldn't shout when he wanted to, but he tried to run but found that his body seemed to be stuck in the mire.

The angry orangutan slammed his fist into the ice, and the surface of the lake began to shake violently and crack, and the chains that had bound it up looked as soft as cotton cloth and had no effect on it.

Ye Yichen seemed to have seen the huge orangutan break free from the lake, startled, suddenly felt a cold in his chest, and suddenly woke up from his dream, he didn't have time to catch his breath, but he saw a person standing next to the bed at some point.

Looking at it by the moonlight, this man was about forty years old, handsome and elegant, with shallow wrinkles on both sides of his eyes, showing the vicissitudes of life after experiencing the world, his beard was neatly trimmed, but his face looked pale, and his expression could not hide his exhaustion.

"Uncle Chunyuan. Ye Yichen hurriedly shouted, the joy was overflowing, Chunyuan had been going out frequently recently, and it was rare to see him once.

"Chen'er, don't move yet. Chun Yuan smiled faintly, but his voice was weak, as if every word had used up all his strength.

Ye Yichen only found out at this time that there were seven silver needles inserted in his body, and he recognized at a glance that this was the seven of the thirteen needles in the ghost gate, and it was its credit that he was able to get rid of the nightmare just now.

A moment later, Chun Yuan beckoned, and seven silver needles flew back to his sleeves with a whoosh, but at this time, his legs were weak and he almost fell to the ground, and Ye Yichen hurriedly got out of bed to help him.

When the thirteen needles of the Ghost Gate are in the acupuncture, it not only consumes people's spiritual power, but also has to figure it out with people's hearts, and it takes a lot of energy, but with Ye Yichen's understanding of Chunyuan, just by performing these seven evil formations, it will be tired like this, there must be other reasons. Thinking of this, and thinking of Aunt Xue again, Ye Yichen felt an ominous premonition in his heart, and this uneasy feeling quickly flowed through his body, making his mind a mess.

Chun Yuan waved his hand, stabilized his figure, and said to Ye Yichen, "Chen'er, come to my room." After saying that, he took a long look at Ye Yichen, and then walked to his room.

Ye Yichen agreed, and a complicated emotion began to spread in his heart, and he felt that the mystery he had wanted to know for many years, about his life experience, was finally slowly being revealed.

He has lived a peaceful and peaceful life all these years, his uncle Chunyuan and Aunt Xue, and the four brewers here have been very good to him, they live like family, even if he is an orphan, he has received enough warmth.

As he grew older, he became more and more curious about his origins, eager to know where he came from and where his home was. There were a few times when he mustered up the courage to ask Chunyuan, but then canceled the idea, because his intuition told him that this might change his current life and even hurt the people around him, and Uncle Chunyuan never said that there must be a reason for him.

Chun Yuan has taken good care of him for so many years, he must believe that he is for his own good, and he will definitely tell himself when the time comes.

Ye Yichen walked while thinking about it, and soon arrived at Chunyuan's room.

Chun Yuan had already made a pot of osmanthus tea, and motioned for Ye Yichen to sit down at the table, at this time his face was a little pale, but compared with the room in Ye Yichen just now, it seemed to be much better. He paced to the window and looked into the distance, and stood there with his back to the night, where the moon was now gone, and the sky was white, and a new day was about to come.

The letter on the table had been unfolded, and a few rose petals lay quietly beside it.

"Chen'er, I haven't said anything about your life experience for so many years, you must blame your uncle in your heart, right?"

"Uncle doesn't say, naturally it's not time. Ye Yichen did think so, and on the surface he answered as plain as water, but his heart was already surging, and he had a premonition that Chunyuan was going to be ready to tell him everything.

Chun Yuan nodded, crushed a rose petal in his hand, threw it into the air, and continued: "Actually, it's not that my uncle doesn't want to tell you, it's just that there are many questions about your life experience, and I can't confirm it myself. I've been secretly investigating all these years, trying to get more truth before I can tell you. ”

Chun Yuan suddenly paused, smiled bitterly, and continued, "But it seems that I can't wait for that day, so I'll tell you everything I know now."

"Uncle, you ....." Hearing Chun Yuan say this, Ye Yichen was shocked that his cranky worries had become a reality.

"You listen to me first" Chun Yuan interrupted Ye Yichen's words, and then he suddenly frowned, as if he had endured great pain, a drop of blood left from the corner of his eye, he quickly wiped it away, and quietly pierced an extremely thin and short silver needle into his temple.

Chun Yuan closed his eyes and breathed for a while, and then spoke slowly to Ye Yichen.

One day fifteen years ago, Chun Yuan was collecting medicine in a deep mountain and stumbled into the territory of a hooked snake. This hooked snake is not an ordinary snake, it is a big snake demon that likes to devour people raw, with a body length of more than ten mothers-in-law, the body shape is like a cow, the tail is very thin and has three forks, and it is poisonous on it, if it is stabbed, the whole body is immediately paralyzed and unable to move.

The hooked snake had been lurking in the water, and while Chun Yuan was concentrating on collecting medicine, it suddenly flicked its tail and stabbed him, and then rolled it over and was ready to swallow it in one gulp.

At this moment, only to hear a whoosh, a spear with a red rope tied to its tail was accurately inserted into one of the hooked snake's eyes, and it threw Chunyuan back to the shore in pain.

It was a young man dressed as a hunter, and he ran towards this direction quickly, and the hooked snake spotted him, and in a fit of rage, he roared and ran towards the hunter.

Chunyuan's body couldn't move, but he saw it in his eyes, this hunter didn't look like a spirit master, he was just an ordinary mortal, and if he wanted to fight with this big snake monster, he was really sure to die. Chunyuan couldn't help but worry in his heart, and wanted to open his mouth to tell him to run quickly, after all, it was to save himself, but the snake venom of this hooked snake was really powerful, and he couldn't make a sound at all.

The hunter didn't have time to pay attention to what Chun Yuan was thinking, he faced the fierce hooked snake, he was not afraid at all, two wide scimitars danced vigorously in his hands, it was really more and more courageous, although he was hit by the hooked snake several times, and his body was injured and bleeding in many places, but in the end he actually cut off the seven inches of the hooked snake and killed it.

Chun Yuan admired the hunter's ferocity and determination, and was even more moved by his desperate rescue when he met in Pingshui, but what puzzled Chun Yuan the most was that when the master of the general spirit world encountered the hooked snake, he had to retreat, and this hunter actually fought with it with a mortal body and killed it!

Still in paralysis, Chunyuan was carried back to the village by the hunters, drank herbs again, and finally recovered.

At this time, I learned that the hunter's surname was Ye, and his name was Ye Yutian, that is, Ye Yichen's father.

The village here is called Yejia Village, which is the hometown of Ye Yichen, and most people here have the surname Ye, and it is a small village with only a few dozen families.

The village is located in this enclosed and remote valley, and the people of the village live in isolation, mainly by hunting.

If Chun Yuan hadn't met Ye Yichen's father by mistake, no outsiders would have known about it here.