In the rest of the time, Yan Qingli and the three of them worked hard to hunt deer in the Shuanghuo Mountain, cut off the antlers, and three days passed in a hurry, Yan Qingli himself also successfully harvested twenty-eight antlers, plus the death, so the antlers in his hands now have ...... There are too many to count, and there are a lot of them anyway.

Of course, Yan Qingli is not a person who eats alone, so he gave a lot of antlers with a lot of face bones in his resentful eyes, and these antlers are enough to cover all the prizes of the top three according to Yan Qingli's judgment.

In this way, with the end of the hunting session, the young people of the Beirong tribe gradually returned to Beirong Village from the Savage Ridge, most of them had a look of joy on their faces, but there were also many people who wanted to eat stewed bitter gourd, and it was difficult to say that there was bitterness.

Wan Yan Ying once again walked into the center of the much-anticipated Beirong Clan Square, announcing everyone's achievements. When he read out that Yan Qingli had five hundred and twenty-six antlers alone, there was silence in the square, and everyone knew what it meant, which meant that Yan Qingli had killed at least one-fifth of the thousand deer that had been put into the mountain forest.

Wan Yan Ying was also shocked, but soon calmed down, such a thing is a good thing, although it is a little incredible, but at least there is an aspiring young man with an unlimited future in Beirong Village!

So the black seal naturally came into Yan Qingli's hands, and in addition, he gave all the magic weapons in the remaining top three to Wan Yan Gu, and Wan Yan Gu happily accepted it, because thousands of Xuan-level treasures were not as good as a ground-level magic weapon.

In the shocked and jealous eyes of everyone, Yan Qingli took away his own black seal, fiddled with it casually, and walked on the way home. Wan Yan Gu beside him was carrying a long knife on his back and holding a pair of Xuan armor in his hand.

Pulling Yan Qingli's empty sleeves, she looked at the chivalrous market on the street with interest, her face showed infinite curiosity, but her heart was full of contempt, if it wasn't for the problem of personality, she couldn't help but scold, "What?!" ”

It's just that these things are also good for the current people, such as all kinds of weapons, even cherished medicinal herbs and pills, and of course, there is no shortage of all kinds of magic weapons.

Yan Qingli looked at the stalls on both sides of the street, dizzying, first looking at all kinds of weapons, one by one corresponding in his mind.

"Tang knife, Miao knife, Mo knife...... Holy, Messer knives! Yan Qingli looked at the knife that appeared in the fifteenth century in his previous life in disbelief, and his heart was full of thoughts.

"Could it be that there are other traversers besides me?! Otherwise, how could there be such a Messel knife! ”

Yan Qingli walked to the stall selling knives and picked up the beautiful and well-proportioned Messel knife.

"Shopkeeper, this knife is so strange, why does it still have a gauntlet on the hilt?" Yan Qingli did not directly inquire about the origin of this knife, but spoke step by step.

"Yo, Childe, you may not have seen this before, this knife is from the Zhu Yue Kingdom in the Western Regions, and I heard that their royal guards use this kind of knife. I also heard that their Zhu Yueguo has a good knife forging hand, what is it called? Oh, yes! It's called Gu Yue! Their clan has always been good at forging swords, and even our Majesty's matching sword, this Gu Yue has also participated! ”

When he heard this merchant say this, Yan Qingli couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart, it seemed that this blacksmith who forged the knife should not be a traverser like himself. But if you have time, you might as well visit the blacksmith.

Soon, Yan Qingli and the others returned home.

But when they returned home, they didn't see Cheng Yun and Cheng Mu who stayed at home. Only one letter was seen that they had left behind.

And the content of the letter is only a few short sentences.

"Brother Yan personally opened, my brother and sister have something important to solve, but they have no choice but to say goodbye, when Brother Yan is prosperous, the two of us will give the momentum of the wind and send you to soar."

After reading these few words, Yan Qingli's heart had some indescribable feelings, in this strange world, he suddenly found a familiar face, and a sense of intimacy arose, but the sudden separation made Yan Qingli's heart sink to the bottom.

But it doesn't matter, you don't meet anywhere in the world, as long as you have fate, you can meet no matter what.

Yan Qingli put down the paper in his hand, sat on the chair, and took out another piece of paper from the envelope, which turned out to be a title deed. It clearly says the address, the size of the house.

And the location of this house is in Heiting County. Seeing this land deed, Yan Qingli was a little puzzled, but then relieved.

"It seems that the right time, place, and people want me to go to the Heiting County that only exists in my memory."

"Okay then, we'll go to Heiting County in a few days." So, in Yan Beizhi's worried eyes, Yan Qingli said his decision, but he didn't stop it, he just opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.

That night, the only two remaining men of the Yan family sat by the dim candle flame and had a long talk.

The dim candlelight illuminated Yan Beizhi's wrinkled face, which was originally the strongest age for men, but he became weathered because of his life experience.

"Maybe you still have a memory, your mother hugged you, under the locust tree in the courtyard of the ancestral house, and sang folk songs to you while shaking." Yan Beizhi was the first to break the silence and started this conversation.

"Of course I remember, it's because I can't forget it, so I went back." Yan Qingli stared at the candle flame in front of him tightly, flickering bright and dark.

"But...... You also know that the Qin family is not just exclusive, the forces behind him are something we can't afford to provoke, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to take you here all these years. ”

Yan Qingli felt that what he said was very reasonable, in fact, he also wanted to live in Beirong Village for the rest of his life and be a hunter, but there seemed to be a voice in the depths of his soul guiding him, and he couldn't just be mediocre.

"Dad, I don't want to, I just want to mess up, but if I don't go, I'll just be a waste. Although it's good to be a waste, but your own son doesn't agree, I can only be forced to be a volume king. Yan Qingli thought to herself.

"Dad, if I am afraid every time I don't dare to move forward, I can only be a hunter in this life, and I only protect my own small family. But if I take this step, as long as I don't die, I will definitely climb farther and farther in the future to the pinnacle of power. Besides, I have to go, I'm a scholar, how could a scholar be absent from the county exam? When a husband is rich and noble, he cannot be lewd, he is poor and lowly, and he cannot be bent. Born to die, this is the act of a great husband. After Yan Qingli finished speaking, the candle flame sounded softly.

Yan Beizhi looked at the son in front of him incredulously, he seemed to be a little different from the figure of the cowardly and sickly son in his memory, but then Yan Beizhi smiled with tears in his eyes.

"Okay, in that case, let's return to Heiting County in three days."