"Yunzhu, go home," Chongshan turned around, and the big hand was nudged on the girl's vest, and the girl was involuntarily lifted and turned in a different direction.

He took the medicine basket from the girl's back and threw it over his shoulder, holding the sickle that was a little too small for him in one hand.

Chongshan's posture of holding the knife looked relaxed, his fingers grasped the hilt, but there were some gaps in the palm, the tiger's mouth was not tightly attached, the sickle naturally drooped, and the back handle was just against the wrist forearm.

His wrist turned outward slightly, and the blade of the small scythe buckled inward backwards, as if he could dance a cold light at any moment with a flick of his wrist.

The villagers couldn't help but be silent, especially the villagers of the Hunters.

Some of the young boys were slightly unconvinced, and muttered in a low voice, "Why don't you stop them and ask them clearly." ”

The old village chief looked over with a slightly majestic gaze and stopped their complaints.

He watched Chongshan's father and daughter leave, the white clouds in the sky drifted by, and slowly drifted away, and the warm sun shone down again.

The stagnant atmosphere in the village was dispelled by the sunlight.

"Disperse," said the old village chief.

An old man with a white beard and a stiff back still looked at Ahsan with a worried face, it was the one who had just shouted out that the demon god was born.

The old village chief beckoned to him and said, "Xin Zhu, come to the ancestral hall with me." ”

The old man stared deeply at the dark clouds that gathered halfway up Da Ah Mountain, and with heavy steps, he staggered towards the quiet and ancient ancestral hall at the back of the village.

Yunzhu's wooden house is built on the seaside.

Chongshan pushed the girl into the house, strode into the water, and without saying a word, pulled up the wooden boat floating near the shore and walked back.

The tall man left deep sand pits in the mud and sand of the shallows, the rope was on his shoulder, his body leaned forward slightly, the muscles of his legs were heaved and drawn, and his steps were not slow at all.

With a boatload of fishing and hunting boats, he was pulled ashore alone, and Yunzhu poked his head out of the house with his mouth pursed and looked out.

Chongshan didn't pack up the fishing and hunting, so he threw it in the wooden boat and walked up to the wooden house in a few steps.

Daddy looked serious, and Yun Zhu was stunned, although Daddy was very good to her and almost never scolded her, let alone beat her.

Takayama was a taciturn man with athletic skills, often praised by his uncles and uncles in the village, and she was proud of her father as the captain of the Hunters. Chongshan led the team into the mountain, and the prey brought back was always a good harvest.

But she rarely saw Chongshan smiling, but she could often see him sitting in front of his house looking at the sea after hunting, and his mountain-like back looked at the waves alone, and it was an afternoon to watch.

"Yunzhu, what did you meet in the mountains?" Chongshan closed the door and lowered the curtain in the door.

He seemed to be very sure that the girl was not back a long time ago, as Grandma Hong said.

Chongshan's gaze swept over the straw sandals at Yunzhu's feet, which were still stained with a lot of mountain dust, which had not yet been replaced by the sea sand on the ground of the village. He reached out and pinched the hem of the girl's clothes again, and sure enough, there was still a little wet touch.

The seasoned hunters in the village should also be able to see it, but because of his shock, they didn't dare to attack Yunzhu directly.

Some hunters are also elders who like Yunzhu very much, and they will not speak out in front of everyone.

"I, I saw the black clouds," the girl was entangled, she planned to come back to ask Daddy for help, she was going to tell Chongshan, but she didn't expect everyone in the village to react so much to the black clouds of Da Ashan.

Chongshan was not surprised, and the expression on his cold face barely changed.

Seeing that he was so quiet, Yunzhu took a breath and said from the beginning, "Daddy, do you remember the lake in the big Ah Mountain that I told you before?" ”

Chongshan nodded, at first when Yunzhu talked about it, he thought that maybe it was a place in the mountain where the aura was stronger, because in Yunzhu's description, the auspicious grass was more vigorous and larger than elsewhere, which was the embodiment of the aura. But he and a few seasoned hunters couldn't find the lake that Yunzhu said, so he gave up.

"I think that Grandma Hong's illness has not been good, so I want to bring some Jicao from the lake back to try, maybe it is more effective than ordinary Jicao," Yunzhu said and turned out the Jicao in the medicine basket, several Jicao trees that were obviously fresh and tender were very conspicuous, some of which Chongshan had never seen.

"That black cloud suddenly appeared on the lake," Yunzhu blinked, "I was a little scared, so I hid in a nearby cave!" ”

Chongshan listened intently, "You're doing the right thing. ”

It seems that the location of the dark clouds is the location of the mysterious lake of Da'a Mountain, which they have not been able to find.

"That black cloud doesn't look harmful, it wasn't a cloud at first, it was pinched around in the sky like a ball of mud," Yunzhu scratched her head very unladylikely, her expression was incomprehensible, "The black mud twisted for a while, and suddenly exploded!" ”

"I was startled, and then it became the dark cloud that you see now," said Yunzhu, "and there was a lightning-like light in it, shining straight up into the sky!" ”

Chongshan's eyes sank, and his big hand fell on the girl's head, "Okay, I know, don't tell anyone about this." ”

He thought for a while and said, "Just according to what Grandma Hong said, you didn't see anything, and came back from the mountain to see her in the morning." ”

"Ah, why!" Yunzhu said puzzledly, "I obviously saw it, and a little brother fell out of the black cloud!" ”

Chongshan paused, frowned and asked, "What?" ”

"That's it, there is a very kind-faced little brother who fell out of the black clouds, so high! Fall into the lake! Yun Zhu's arms were very exaggerated, and his eyes were cute and round, "But he was not injured!" ”

Chongshan's aura suddenly became stronger, and he said with a serious face, "What did he do to you?" ”

"No, no!" Yunzhu shook his hand again and again, "That little brother fainted, I was afraid that he would drown in the lake, so I swam over and dragged him ashore, and then I will come back!" ”

Chongshan heard that the strange man his daughter met had been dizzy, and his face was slightly stretched.

Yunzhu added, "He's dressed very strangely, it's different from us, and he looks very good......

As she spoke, the girl's cheeks flushed slightly, and she said with some embarrassment, "Anyway, it can't be the demon god that Grandpa Xin Zhu said, Daddy, you will know when you see him, even if it is a fairy, he is a good fairy!" ”

Chongshan frowned, and admonished with a straight face, "Yunzhu, don't trust strangers, especially not judge a person's heart by their appearance. ”

"You grew up in the village since you were a child, and you have never seen any demons outside, and many demons deceive mortals with a pure face and gentle words," he seemed to think of some bad memories, and said no more, "Tomorrow morning, take me to the dark clouds." ”

Perhaps, Yunzhu was a child chosen by Da Ahsan to be allowed to go to Lingsheng's place.

Now that Linghu is shrouded in dark clouds, it must not be a good thing, Lingsheng is invaded by foreign objects, he must be able to go in, if he wants to restore a peaceful life and protect Yunzhu, he has to solve this disaster.

Chongshan's eyes were deep, his palm gently pressed against the handle of the knife that did not exist at his waist, and his five fingers gently rotated, holding his fingers.