My father is not much different from a normal human male. If there is any difference www.biquge.info, it is that with the passage of time, as I have grown, he still retains a fairly perfect temperament and figure, and looks much younger than people his age. He is very interesting, has a lot of brains, can cook, is afraid of his wife, and can make money. However, these characteristics are not the difference between humans and non-humans, they are just the strengths of good men.

Growing up, I always looked up to my father, no matter what happened in our family and what position he held in the family. I think I know him, I know his excellence, I haven't had an obvious rebellious period, and I don't always experience the transformation of "killing my father" in the depths of my heart like ordinary boys. I respect my father and hope to be like him in the future, even though I don't seem to have the talent for it. I never thought that one day things would turn out like this.

But at this moment, after listening to the stories of these demons, I felt a faint warmth lingering in my chest, wrapping my heart.

My father, when he was very young, said, "If I had a child one day, I would never let him go down such a path." ”

So, I don't know anything about all this, right? That's why I was able to live like an ordinary human being.

It is true that my father never consulted me, but now I understand that he has watched me grow up, and that he really understands my character, and that I will never be happy living within the system of demon hunters. Although the current path is my own choice, if I have to fight against demons all day long, and I will kill them indiscriminately when I see them, then I will definitely feel very conflicted and painful.

I'm learning everything there is to know about Demon Traps, but deep down I sigh to myself: it's great that I didn't become a real Demon Hunter!

The only thing I don't understand is that I have the special blood of a demon hunter - or even a super monster hunter - in my body, why has such a talent never been able to show before this?

"If you are Lu Xun's son, then it is similar to Lu Xun himself. The agreement between us is still valid, and we should count as ...... Friend - that's what you said, right? ”

The agreement is the contract that the demons swore to never eat people again, right?

Yes, I can feel it, and the imprint my father left on them always resonates with my blood. No words, no investigation, I can learn many things from those green imprints.

They seemed to whisper to me, telling me what privileges I had, what I could do, and my place before these sworn demons. If they break the contract, I will have the power to detonate these marks and blow them to pieces.

That is, my father planted a powerful time bomb in their bodies, and the remote control device that detonated the bomb was now passed into my hands.

Even, when I touched these marks, they were like mysterious energy that automatically transmitted information, and conveyed to me how to make such a pact with demons.

It was amazing and sad that I was able to connect with my father in such a way after he died.

On this day, after drinking and feasting with the demons, when I returned home, I proposed to Lu Jingping that I was going back to boring fasting.

Of course, I didn't explain anything about boredom, and I never explained the real reason why I went home to learn these skills. To my surprise, they didn't ask anything the whole time.

Perhaps, I have been thinking about going back for a long time, because in two days, it will be the beginning of autumn.

On the day of the solar term, I always think of Liqing, I think of everyone who is bored and fasting, and I always feel that on such a day, I still have to go back to that place to live at ease, no matter what we do together that day, it doesn't matter.

"This is your home after all, can't you stay and not leave?" Lu Jingping just asked.

But from the look in his eyes, he basically had zero hope of an affirmative answer from me.

Looking at him, this is the first time I have had a trace of reluctance for this so-called "home" after I ran away.

"That city also has our sub-base, doesn't it? I'll join the hunt there. ”

"Will you come back in the future? …… I mean, in the true sense of the word. ”

I thought about it and found that I didn't know the answer to this question at all.

Now I have things that must be done. In fact, that is not the so-called responsibility, but it is really my own choice. This choice made me suddenly feel relaxed and soft in front of life, and I felt that I was truly living.

Whether I can do it, whether I can do what I want, whether I can find the people I want to find, all of these are unknown.

"Maybe," I said, "maybe soon, maybe for a long time." ”

Lu Jingping nodded, as if he had no hope for this.

We are a family of demon hunters, dealing with long-lived demons, and our understanding of time is not the same as ordinary people. In our eyes, whenever we have a relationship with demons, the concept of time will change relatively, and the word "soon" may also refer to the life of ordinary human beings.

Decades are nothing more than grit to this world.

I spent two days sorting out everything I had learned here, and on the day of the beginning of autumn, I boarded the train heading south.

I thought about it again the night before, but I decided to say goodbye to my second uncle. There was nothing to say between us as always, and after a long silence, the second uncle finally said to me: "No matter what, don't forget that you are a human being." ”

I sat on the train, and with the bumps of the body, I always unconsciously recalled this sentence.

Is this the cornerstone of the second uncle's style of doing things all along?

Suddenly, I understood him. I think it's a remarkable thing that my father has stayed true to his heart under the weight of thousands of years of tradition. But the second uncle has always adhered to the most fundamental belief of the demon hunter, and he did not hesitate to do anything for this, and took up the mission of the family on his shoulders, which is also a great thing.

At that moment, I looked at my second uncle and read something clearly from his gaze. His gaze seemed to warn me to never forget that you are human. No matter how bad human beings are, they are roots worth gambling your life to protect.

I believe that my father would not do anything harmful to mankind, but if it was really the second uncle who killed my father, then he must have acted out of the same belief.

Not that it's forgivable, but it's understandable.

It's a weird feeling.

I didn't call them, it only takes a few hours for the train to get to the city I miss, will they know about my return?

Or even ...... Will you miss me?

They must have intersected with countless human beings in their long lives, and have there been human beings like me who have lived together for a while?

How long have you lived together? Turning gray hair from green silk?

What kind of existence will I be in their hearts?

Is there a way for my small life to paint a memorable stroke in their life?