The young men who had entered the city before finally returned to Beishan Village this afternoon, carrying large bags of supplies and returning with a full load.

Their parents, wives and children, who stood at the entrance of the village every day these days, looked forward to it, and now they finally saw the familiar figure, and they wept with joy one by one.

"Daddy!" Xiao Fei rushed forward and jumped up and down around a man, crying and laughing, as excited as a monkey.

"I know that Dad, you are so powerful, you will definitely come back safely."

"Little rabbit, flamboyant tongue, just thinking about sugar gourds, right?" The man laughed and scolded, "In the top bag." ”

The child wiped away tears and cheered.

The sugar gourd was wrapped in oiled paper, and after several days of climbing over the mountains and mountains, the outer layer of starch sugar had softened, and a few hawthorn fruits had also been flattened.

But in Dumbo's eyes, this is the most delicious and rare snack in the world.

He held a sugar gourd in his mouth, and took off a package from the man's back, and carried it on his small back to reduce the man's burden.

Father and son carried large bags and small bags on their backs, walking side by side in the direction of home in the setting sun.

Xiao Fei chewed non-stop, and explained vaguely:

"Dad, I didn't lie to you, the old woman sweeping the floor in the sacrificial hall said that Shenzhu arranged everything, just let me wait with peace of mind, and said that you will definitely come back."

"The old woman in the sacrificial hall?" The man was stunned, confirmed that he had heard correctly, and looked at his son with strange eyes.

"Let's go, let's go home, don't keep your mother waiting."

……

"Our village is isolated, and our ancestors have lived together in the mountains for generations, and it stands to reason that everyone is like this, but-"

The man sat at home, leaned on the kang, smoked a dry cigarette beautifully, and when he was in high spirits, he talked to his son about the little secrets of the village.

"But there are so many people, very mysterious, not like they grew up in the village, but whether they came from the outside or not, no one knows."

"Anyway, they've been staying in the village all the time, as if they've never gone out."

"Usually, when talking about these people, everyone has an impression, but when you ask carefully, you don't know about it, and you can rarely even see it."

"The old woman who cleaned in the sacrificial hall is the most typical example - every time I go to the sacrificial hall, I rarely see her, but the sacrificial hall is always clean."

"And no one seems to be able to talk to her, so you should be the only one so far......"

The man's face was mysterious, and his voice became erratic, deliberately rendering the atmosphere extremely weird.

After hearing this, Xiaofei had goosebumps all over his body, and said in horror:

"Dad, she's not going to be a ghost, is she?"

The man managed to scare his son into fear, and laughed proudly when he saw this.

"What are you afraid of, this is Lord Shenzhu's territory, how dare the ghost come in?"

"Oh yes." Xiao Fei nodded, curiosity overpowered fear, and asked again, "Dad, who else is like this?" ”

"Hmm......" the man pondered for a moment, "that tall gentleman in your academy can't tell the origin. However, they were quite kind and willing to chat with us. ”

"When I was fine, I went to ask him for advice."

"You're talking about Mr. Yue, he's definitely not a ghost." Xiao Fei is very sure now, Mr. Yue touched his head a while ago.

Speaking of this, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

"Di Xiaofei, are you there?" A man's dry voice rang out.

"Ah, it's Mr. Yue!" Xiao Fei hurriedly ran over to open the door, "Sir, come in and drink tea." ”

"No need, I'm just here to inform you, I have to go to the school tomorrow."

A tall, thin man in a cyan robe stood in front of the door.

His cheekbones bulged, his face became thinner, his pale cheeks were a little stiff, and he looked down at Xiao Fei and squeezed out a smile.

"These days, it is human nature for several of you children to have families who are trapped outside and therefore have no intention of studying."

Xiao Fei glanced back at his father in the room, a little weak.

Mr. Yue also nodded to the man, and then touched Xiaofei's head.

"Now that your family has returned safely, you have to go to school on time from tomorrow, you know?"

"Got it, I'll go on time."

Looking at Mr. Yue's back, Xiao Fei remembered what his father had just said, and he was inevitably a little stunned.

Mr. Yue has always been quite kind, but today it looks a little ...... It's gloomy.

With this thought, Xiao Feiton felt a chill down his spine, his cold hair stood on end, and the feeling of extreme danger was rapidly approaching!

The next moment, his ears were pinched, and he bared his teeth in pain.

"Little rabbit, these days while I'm not there, I dare to skip class! Looking for a fight! ”

"Dad, I'm going to pick you up, I don't have time to go to class......"

The father and son stood at the door, didn't say a few words, and suddenly were stunned, and heard a loud roar in the distance.

The eagle roared and the ape cried, entangled in one place, high-pitched and excited, resounding and curbing the clouds.

There was also the muffled sound of a great earthquake and the roar of rows of trees collapsing, as if the ground was cracking and the mountains were falling, startling countless birds and birds to flee, and gradually more than ten feet high smoke and dust were filled.

"I heard in the city that there are many demon clans fighting in the surrounding area recently, and the impact is very wide."

The man became serious, grabbed his son's ear, and warned fiercely:

"You bastard boy, dare to run around again, be careful of being caught by an ape as tall as a mountain!"

"That kind of giant ape sees you, it's like you see a sugar gourd, grab it in your mouth and chew it, Shenzhu can't save you!"

Xiao Fei felt the terrifying movement in front of him, and couldn't help but tremble a little, "Dad, it's so close to here, is our village still safe?" ”

"It's okay to stay in the village." The man waved his hand and did not panic at all.

"Our village, although there are occasional beasts, have never been discovered by the demon clan."

"Lord Shenzhu's magical powers, it's not a joke."

The man's confident tone instantly infected Xiaofei.

So, the little boy, who had just turned ten years old this year, sat on his father's shoulder with peace of mind, looking up at the smoke and dust and the faint black shadow in the sunset.

There was nervousness, curiosity, and a hint of reverie in his eyes......

Mr. Yue left another family, and as he walked, he counted in his heart how many children were left who liked to skip class.

Suddenly he heard a terrifying sound in the distance, his face turned cold, and he stopped.

Although separated by a few mountains, what is happening over there, this teacher who seems to be weak and can't help the wind, can see it clearly at a glance.

"In the upper realm, two little beasts dare to be presumptuous here?"

Mr. Yue began to feel angry, and a black-red thunder arc faintly stirred around him, and his thin cheeks were shrouded in the shadows of the trees around him, obscure.

In the depths of his pupils, there were strange colors, as if some blurred pictures flashed, gunsmoke, broken flags, a sea of blood, and a mountain of broken corpses......

A gust of wind suddenly blew from above the North Mountain.

"Have you forgotten how you died?"

Listening to the sudden sound in his ears, Mr. Yue's body trembled, and his eyes instantly returned to clarity.

He hurriedly bent down and respectfully saluted in the direction of the North Mountain.

"Thank you, Lord Shenzhu, for waking up, the younger generation almost made that old mistake again."

After saying that, he still couldn't bow down, and when he was sure that there were no other instructions, he slowly straightened his waist and began to chant incessantly:

"Meditation, Meditation ......"

Dressed in a white-washed green shirt, he held the books and papers used in class between his arms, and walked slowly, still the ordinary teacher, and continued to walk to the next student's home.