The next day, Yan Qingli and the others returned to Beirong Village, more than two months had passed since the last expedition, and although the loss of nearly 50 young and middle-aged laborers did not have a particularly big impact on Beirong, it should not be underestimated.

Yan Qingli and the three of them followed Yan Beizhi back home, and the already small courtyard became lively.

As for the death, Yan Qingli has long regarded her as her sister, although she is likely to be thousands of years old, but her mind is not mature, and she belongs to the cardamom years of her youth. Yan Beizhi listened to Yan Qingli talk about the death on the way one day, and he was also extremely interested in his past.

Yan Qingli returned to the room where she used to live, looking at the spotless furnishings, and felt a little moved in her heart. Then he helped Liyan clean up the room by himself, but Liyan pestered and wanted to sleep with Yan Qingli.

Of course, a righteous gentleman like Yan Qingli would not agree, so he sternly refused and taught him a lesson.

Ma Longxing also temporarily stayed at Yan Qingli's house to help Yan Qingli do some trivial investigations, such as conducting some investigations about Xunyuan, and some secrets of the Demon God War.

On the day Yan Qingli came back, the familiar black-skinned young man came to look for him, and it was Wanyan Gu.

In Yan Qingli's memory, he has been playing with Wan Yan Gu since he can remember, and after saying that Yan Gu is like his brother, it is better to say that Yan Gu is more like his brother.

Seeing Yan Qingli's broken arm, Wan Yan Gu felt a little self-blaming.

"It was just a little bit, and I almost caught you......" Wan Yangu recalled the scene at that time, still desperate.

However, Yan Qingli just patted Yan Gu's shoulder and said comfortingly.

"Isn't it okay for me to eat it, eat it deliciously, believe it or not, you don't eat as much as I eat now?"

After listening to Yan Qingli's humorous ridicule, Wan Yan Gu also relaxed a lot.

The guilt in my heart may never be eliminated because of the words of others, and only when I see it can we all be happy. It is necessary to understand the past and not admonish, and know that the future can be traced.

What Wan Yangu wants to do most now is to protect this Yan Qingli, who is like his own brother.

At this moment, Liyan walked in and interrupted the two teenagers' reminiscences.

"Brother, a lot of people outside are talking about the Deer Festival, can I participate?"

Hearing Li Yan say this, Wan Yan Gu bluntly said the second purpose of this time.

"Originally, I just came to look for you to catch up, but halfway through the patriarch told me to let me ask if you can participate in the Deer Festival in three days? I know you wanted to participate in the Deer Festival when you were a kid, so come and do it if you can. ”

Yan Qingli nodded and said to Wan Yangu: "I will participate, don't worry." ”

Then he turned his head and left the dead.

"Sister smash, you can't go, these are all big kids, you can't go."

But after hearing Yan Qingli say this, he stopped doing it, holding Yan Qingli's arm and shaking it constantly.

Then Yan Qingli could only helplessly glance at Wan Yan Gu, who smiled and nodded.

Only then did he smile.

..................

A strange middle-aged man came to Beirong Village, he first bought some home-cooked items at the market, and then walked to the only tavern in the village and began to inquire about the news.

"Hey, hey, have you heard, Yan Qingli Yan Gongzi is back, and he has a broken hand......"

Hearing the first words of the drinker, the strange middle-aged man frowned slightly, and then echoed the drinker.

"Yan Gongzi is sixteen years old, will he not be able to participate in the Deer Festival in three days if he breaks his hand?"

As soon as he heard that someone echoed him, the drinker's mouth began to talk.

"Your Excellency just came to my Beirong Village, do you want to see the scenery of this Deer Festival? No matter what you're here for, you know that this little boy Yan is the only son of Lord Yan. Although he lost an arm, his cultivation has risen sharply, and he is only sixteen years old, have you ever seen an eight-rank martial artist? So this deer festival, Yan Gongzi is not only decided, but also won the deer head! ”

After that, several different voices sounded, and said that the deer head was a complete face bone, or a junior in other clans.

After listening to the remarks of these drinkers, the strange middle-aged man was a little relieved, because his task was to find a way to get Yan Qingli to participate in the Deer Chase Festival, and now he can get money for nothing without working, isn't it beautiful.

So the stranger left Beirong Village beautifully, and rode away all the way.

But he didn't notice that there was an eye staring at him in the tree behind him.

"They all say that the northern border is good, but the northern girl is good. It is said that it is snow-white, but it is not as white as the little lady's snow-skin......"

The strange man sang all the way, singing the most famous tune in the north, but as soon as he sang this sentence, his voice stopped abruptly, and the man's head suddenly fell to the ground, and there was still a little horror and puzzlement in his eyes.

Subsequently, several men in black came to the corpse, and in just half an hour, the corpse was cleaned up, even the blood stains and horseshoe prints were cleaned up.

......................

At night, Yan Qingli walked to the door of Ma Longxing's room, the oil lamp inside was still shining, exuding a dim light, Yan Qingli's heart was slightly warm, and he knocked on the door gently, only to hear Ma Longxing's hoarse "come in".

When he pushed the door, Yan Qingli didn't see Ma Longxing's person at all, because his whole person was covered by ancient parchment.

As soon as he saw that it was Yan Qingli, Ma Longxing instantly became excited.

"Brother Xian, you came just in time, I was just searching for news about the Demon God War, and I accidentally saw this, which happened to be useful to you!"

Yan Qingli was curious, and when he stepped forward to take a look, he saw six big characters written on the parchment: The method of rebirth with a broken arm!

Yan Qingli perked up, and looked down carefully, there were only a few words, which were about a miracle doctor.

"Zhang Jingchun, a miracle doctor, a hunter hunted in the mountains, encountered a tiger, and ate his hands. After spring, drive the tiger, carry it home, reborn with a broken limb with secret techniques, and the hunters kneel down to thank him. ”

With this sentence alone, there are no other words.

Regarding the rebirth of a severed limb, Yan Qingli naturally collected information.

Including the martial arts four-rank holy body realm, which can be reborn with severed limbs, or the Taoist three-rank feather realm, I have never heard of other methods. And the method discovered today is the pinnacle of medical skills.

"Zhang Jingchun, I remember. Thank you, big brother. Big brother, does the battle of the demon gods have eyebrows? Yan Qingli first thanked Ma Longxing, and then asked again.

"Not yet, these are the family histories of the Beirong tribe that I borrowed from the patriarch, either there is no relevant record, or it is just a brushstroke, and there is only this one book that is a little more detailed, but it only says a few of these events."

A look of exhaustion appeared on Ma Longxing's face, and he replied with a slight tiredness.

"It's okay, big brother, you have a good rest recently, and wait for us to go to a bigger place to borrow history books." Yan Qingli comforted Ma Longxing and told him to rest well, because he knew that Ma Longxing's health had not been very good, and he had been sleeping in the open for five years.