I brought the Huo Nie family here this time, and it was a completely hasty decision, and I didn't inform anyone, and I couldn't inform anyone.

Whether it is Mingyangmen or Wangxian Village, they are almost 'isolated from the world' in communication, and there is no way to make phone calls.

When I saw those figures, my heart tightened suddenly, looking at their appearance, they were clearly waiting for us, could it be that those demons had already gone up the mountain in advance?

I didn't show panic, but I subconsciously waved my hand, so that the team behind me stopped advancing, and stayed where I was for a while, while I quickly climbed up, if it was really dangerous, it would be enough for me to face it alone!

Just as I had climbed the whole recess, and was about to reach the halfway point of the mountain, a dazzling fire suddenly lit up on the platform, and the group of people had gathered around a bonfire, and when I arrived, I lit the torches with the bonfire.

In the darkest hours before dawn, the light of the hundreds of torches was so dazzling that it reflected the faces of everyone who stood there.

When I saw their faces clearly, my nervous heart suddenly let go, but turned into surprise, and there was a slight feeling because I knew all the people who came, they were from Wangxian Village, and the head was the village chief of Wangxian Village.

At this time, I already knew the origin of Wangxian Village, they were the inheritance of the demon hunters of the Huo Nie family, perhaps because they stayed in such a safe and almost isolated place, there were more people than the people of the affiliated families of the Huo Nie family.

It's not that I'm selfish as Nie Yan, and I don't let the demon hunters face the wind and rain, but I want ordinary affiliated families to stay in the world.

It is indeed because of the catastrophe thousands of years later, the power of demon hunters is more needed, and it is also because ordinary people may not suffer from annihilation, but demon hunters are often killed completely, so I can only choose this way.

Now looking at the people standing neatly in the middle of the mountain, they are all the strong forces of Wangxian Village, my mood gradually became excited, as if I had returned to the prosperous years of Nie Yan's life, and with an order, more than a dozen light riders were dusty, and with a wave of my hand, I exterminated a demon group

"Greetings to the head of the house!" In the light of the fire, the village chief had already seen me standing on a slightly lower hill less than 50 meters away from them, and I couldn't see his expression at a distance too far, but I heard his voice trembling, which was an incomparable excitement, and after shouting this, more than 100 people behind him shouted together: "Welcome to the master of the family!" ”

In the midst of the shouting, everyone held torches, knelt down on one knee, and stretched out their hands in a strange gesture, a ritual that only demon hunters would use.

Looking at the fire-filled mid-mountain, I knew in my heart that the news of Nie Yan's official return was known to all the people in Wangxian Village, I grew up in Wangxian Village since I was a child, and I was loved by the villagers, and there was a kind of respect that seemed to be unsuppressed, but it had never been like this moment, they broke out vividly.

Because once upon a time, I was incomplete.

How dare they reveal it too soon? Premature intervention? It's like guarding a fragile young life, for fear that something will be wrong, and in the end it will all be broken.

They have been waiting, they have been guarding, the former head of the family, their leader has returned, waiting for thousands of years, hope in the end no longer cares whether it is hope, just an instinct to support them, staying in a place that is almost isolated from the world, and now finally waiting for my return, how can you not be excited? How can it be suppressed again?

I heard the sound of a sobbing voice mixed with the north wind coming from the middle of the mountain, I have waited too long, it's time to show the blade, as long as I come back, I will take them to re-step on the 'war horse', and once again restore the glory of the demon hunter, this cry is a kind of exhaustive venting, the people who can wait in Wangxian Village like this have inherited this emotion in their bones.

My chest straightened a little straighter, as if the wind blowing beside me had turned into a heroic catharsis, and yes, I did.

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Wangxian Village, a place that seems to freeze time and be forgotten, guards a layer of unchanged days, and finally ushered in a complete carnival in this dark and broken morning when the morning light is first dewed.

Even though it was daytime, countless bonfires were lit in the small square that was once in the center.

On top of the bonfire, steaming water is boiling, and there is game that is always stored in winter, and streams of warm water vapor flow over Wangxian Village, making the snow seem gentle.

Walking in it, it was full of the aroma of food, and the Huo Nie family, who had been tired for several days, never thought that they had fled here, and there was such a comfortable and warm place waiting for them.

After the warm water soaked his feet, he was caged with a thick leather jacket by the people of Wangxian Village, and Wangxian Village did not lack this thing, but he was afraid that these tired Huo Nie family members would freeze.

They were then led to the central square, where they waited for a hot water to be drunk and a hot meal.

Originally, it was unfamiliar, but this estrangement was quickly eliminated, and the most common sentence in the square was: "We are all members of the Huo Nie family, and we should have protected you thousands of years ago." But for the sake of this troubled world, this catastrophe, we hid, and it was you who suffered. From now on, the demon hunters of the Huo Nie family have returned. Family, what are you polite? ”

It's hard to imagine that in this world, there is a family love that has been going on for thousands of years, this is a feeling of thousands of years, and it is a place where inheritance is truly moving.

In this lively square, I drank several bowls of rice wine from Wangxian Village, ate almost half a catty of meat, and was taken away by the village chief.

It was his home, which was also the place of worship in the village on weekdays.

There is no ancestral hall in Wangxian Village, once Brother Zhengchuan traveled down the mountain, and asked the village chief curiously, why there is no ancestral hall in Wangxian Village, but a sacrifice is to be held? In fact, in the opinion of Brother Zhengchuan at that time, if he wanted to look at Xiancun, a village that was almost isolated from the world, and paid great attention to rules and human feelings, he must have paid great attention to places like ancestral halls.

But the village chief's answer back then was: "A wolf who has not really gone out to fight can only be regarded as a dog." An eagle that has never flown into the sky can only be regarded as a larger bird. There is no need to be remembered, this is the opinion of the ancestors who passed away, including me, it can only become a tomb bag, there can be no spirit card, and there is no such thing as an ancestral hall! You don't understand, the depression of the earliest ancestors, when there is really an ancestral hall, these depressions will be unraveled, but unfortunately not now. ”

At that time, Brother Zhengchuan thought that the village chief was playing dumb riddles for him, and he thought about it over and over again, but he didn't understand the meaning of this sentence that didn't even make sense of the front and back.

But now I understand that the descendants of demon hunters, who can't continue to hunt demons, can only hide in the shelter I found for them, and they will feel ashamed, and naturally have no shame to be worshiped by future generations.

After death, being able to contribute the power of flesh and blood to the great array in the village is already the best destination!

But I just hope that the hope that I have been waiting for is still there, and I can uncover the depression that the ancestor finally died of old age here, and he can't avenge the head of the family, and he can't continue to protect the Huo Nie family.

This is fate, how painful, how helpless? However, in the midst of pain, this inheritance became more and more precious.

The rice wine in Wangxian Village is not intoxicating, at least when I was a child, I secretly drank two large bowls here and went back, and there was nothing wrong, but the master smelled the wine, and then I was beaten up.

When I grew up, I drank a few big bowls like this, and I didn't have time to toast with everyone, but I felt a little drunk.

There are a thousand words in my heart that I can't say, but I urgently have an urge to cry, people are no more, but there are some things I feel like I have met again in time.

I endured and endured, but the village chief pushed open the door of the house.

It is still the same structure, in front of it is a courtyard, the most sacred place of worship, and in the courtyard hang several well-preserved portraits.

I walked step by step, the first thing I saw was Liu Hesheng, in the painting he is no longer the strong, heartless young man in my memory, but a burly old man with a somewhat melancholy face, but I don't know if it's because of the years, he is obviously so upright, but his back looks a little rickety.

My eyes are very hot, a little strange this painting is too vivid, the sadness, longing, and suppressed excitement in his eyes are all expressed, and now through that painting, he looks at me, and I seem to hear his voice back then: "Big brother, why did you come back?" ”

The past is like smoke, and time is like a dream, I browsed in front of the paintings, and the stubborn young man of the government kept up with me that night

The demon hunter who already has a certain status in the rivers and lakes, but he cried bitterly and said that he was just an old oil field, and now he wants to be a real demon hunter

A familiar past, a familiar person, a once high-spirited figure, a proud horse riding in the barren mountains!

I'm back, they're gone!

There is an end to life, only the bloodline and inheritance are left behind, to continue to wait for my return, and continue to wait for the fulfillment in their hearts.

This is the demon hunter of my Huo Nie family, my voice is low and choked, and in front of each portrait, I can only say one sentence: "I'm back." ”

The village chief was not in a hurry, but stood in the courtyard and waited quietly for me, and when I walked in front of him, he didn't even notice it, and he was already in tears.

The village chief's eyes were also red, and he whispered: "The head of the family, the ancestors once left a sentence, when you come back, you will definitely cry when you see these portraits, you are a man, the kind of person who will never be stingy with sadness when he should shed tears, and will never retreat when he should bleed." It's a pity that when you came here as a child, you just stared at these portraits curiously, and you didn't recognize them yet. My mood at that time was indescribable, like a piece of paper separated, I had to wait patiently, and even I escaped, you came back, and the child named Ye Zhengling was gone! But you, after all, are back, the piece of paper is pierced, and everything will be shattered! When the head of the family returns, there will be nothing to fear in this world, which is the same idea of all the ancestors. This is also what we Wangxian Village people are waiting for. ”