"To be a hunter? I'm not going. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" The boy craned his neck, "I don't want to deal with those dragons, if I fight them and turn them into humans, I won't kill someone." ”

Feng Chen is talking about the village chief's uncle, and it is said that the dragon people have the ability to transform into dragons. Although Uncle McGonagall had never grown even a dragon horn for as long as he could remember, the miraculous phenomenon that Feng Chen's had grown from a baby to a half-grown child, and the village chief was still a young man in his twenties, was a miraculous phenomenon.

A couple of naughty boys had encouraged him to pick up McGonagall's door at night, saying that he would transform into his original form at night. But apart from making the neighbors jump and being beaten up by his father, he didn't gain anything.

"You don't have to be hunters, the traders and shipwrights who come with me will have the opportunity to explore the whole continent." Civilians can be protected by hunters, and safety is guaranteed. Harder thought to himself, "The protection of civilians is written in the Three Rules of Hunters, and with hunters who are a hundred times more powerful than me, the chances of encountering dragons are much less. ”

"Do hunters have guidelines too? I thought it was only us Orions. Xiao Fengchen stood up, "Don't hunt the mother's pregnancy, don't hunt the young, don't hunt rare animals, don't hunt the end, don't hunt out of time." He counted with his fingers, "There is also respect for the god of hunting, and the prey must be offered." ”

The last sentence was obviously in the tone of Sealed Dust's father, and the little ghost also learned it well, and Harder smiled softly.

"Do the hunters outside also want to sacrifice to the god of hunting?" Feng Chen asked suddenly.

"Hunters are different from hunters, they don't believe in hunting gods." Harder explained, "Remember the story I told you about Chief Cocott? "The legend of the village chief Kokot is that he spent a whole month hunting a horned dragon with a one-handed sword and a round shield. He is the hero of the Old World and the founder of the hunter rules. "Hunters believe in the strong."

"I remember." Feng Chen said, "But I don't like him." ”

"How?"

"That man is so stupid that he doesn't know how to use traps? If the horned dragon runs so fast, the next rope will fall down at once; If its horns are so long, it will be difficult to pull it out if it is stuck in the trunk of a tree or in the rock wall, and it will not be slaughtered by others? Also, he has been chasing alone for so long, won't he go to find some help? A few years ago, the big wild boar king, who plagued the farmland, dispatched many adults in the village, and he was skinned and cramped in less than three days. Knowing that it is a powerful dragon, why do you want to hunt by yourself? Feng Chen's eyebrows fluttered, "Even if he is a hero, he is a stupid hero." ”

The imp's statement is actually correct - when dealing with the Horned Dragon, hunters can indeed use the rock walls and thick desert trees in the Gobi to block the Horned Dragon's movements. However, in such a vast battlefield, it is indeed unrealistic, presumably there has never been a dust seal from the village, and any terrain is imagined as a blue pine forest under the Great Snow Mountain.

But the point is, the Hunter's Guild has an unwritten rule that the Hunter can only act alone in the mission of the Horned Dragon.

Most of the people live in the depths of the sand sea, and the tasks associated with them are generally not urgent, and the danger of mission failure is not great, but the one-horned dragon is a monster with a strong sense of battle and self-esteem, and generally does not appear in front of hunters who form a team.

Hunting technology has developed to this day, and the sturdy sand boat and the dragon rifle with powerful destructive power are no longer the unique technology of some countries and organizations, and the stipulation that the horned dragon must hunt alone is more of a commemoration of the deceased hero and respect for the honor of the hunter.

There is no way to tell this boy who doesn't know the height of the sky what is called "hunter's honor", Harder patted Feng Chen's head: "As far as you are the smartest, if you are asked to be a hunter, even the ancient dragon species can find a way to catch it with a trap." He stood up, "Let's go, it's dark and it's time to set off fireworks." ”

The return festival begins punctually as the sun sinks into the depths of the snow-capped mountains, and rows of tables and chairs are already lined up under the huge blue pine trees in the center of the village, and dim sum and cold cuts are served first. The elven deer hunted by Seal Dust was cleaned up by Daddy, and it should have been boiled up at this moment and waiting for the grill to be put on the rack. As the protagonist of the festival, Harder is now on the landing pad far from the bustling center, and is preparing to set off fireworks with the dust.

Children in the village are not allowed to touch fireworks, except for dusting. Feng Yinian, who often used small explosives to blow up rabbit holes and raccoon dog nests, felt that these bells and whistles were just children's toys, so he was relieved and boldly left on the mountain. After coming and going, the little ghost became a full-time worker in the fireworks field during the New Year's holidays. For naughty people, watching the fuse light in front of them and making a sizzling sound is far more interesting than watching the oddly shaped flame stars from a distance.

But what's even more interesting is setting off fireworks with Uncle Hard.

Although Harder is the same generation as Feng Chen's father, the young man is willing to regard him as his older brother, and returning to the festival and setting off fireworks with him is a reserved program between the two.

The length of time Harder's absence is uncertain, ranging from a few months to a year or two, and sometimes he does not see the big brother he admires for years. Therefore, Feng Chen cherishes the opportunity to get along with him. This time, Harder has been out on a campaign for two and a half years, and must have experienced many thrilling stories.

Harder chatted with him, more about some mainland common sense, anecdotes, but often silent about his work. Occasionally, when I was asked, I only heard him say some monotonous work such as protecting the merchant group and patrolling the shipping routes, which was far less interesting than those anecdotes in the city and in the depths of the secret realm. However, Feng Chen had seen Uncle Hunter practice knives, and Zhang Yu's long knife danced cleanly in his hand, and there must have been the blood of a powerful monster left under the knife, and Feng Chen was convinced of this.

The knife-wielding hands were lighting a string of beaded fireworks, and the slender rows of torches were placed upright on the ground, spitting sparks rhythmically one after another. Feng Chen suddenly smiled and wiped the remaining gunpowder ashes on the ground with his hand.

"Fireworks are splashing in your face!" He rubbed his hand twice on his uncle's face, and then looked at his work by the light of the heavenly fire, "Well, well, no." ”

Harder didn't realize it, and in an instant, several messy black fingerprints had been painted on his face, quite like the strange mask of the Strange Face Clan.

"Hero, the village chief told you to go back." This is the second time that the people in the village have come to urge, "If you are not here, our banquet will not be able to last." ”

The young man who ran the errand saw the prank of Feng Chen, but he was not reminded by the vigorous gestures behind him. The young man held back a smile, and his tone became more serious, "It's not okay to return to the heroes who don't return. ”

Harder put down the unfinished fireworks in his hand, stood up and shook his wide cloak.

Hadera's hand sealed the dust, and slowly walked from the landing pad to the village.

Behind him is the fireworks that the helpers are constantly setting off, and in front of him is everyone's greeting and blessings.

His steps began to become light and powerful, and his body slowly straightened up like a sword unsheathed.

He's a hero.