Under the golden light, the hunting brigade is at the forefront, the second-line reserve is behind, Wei Tianhu is already the leader, and many things no longer need Wei Shengjun to do.

The hunting party stepped on the afterglow of the setting sun and returned to the village.

"Village Chief, Heavenly Tiger. ”

Wei Long learned from Wei Wenbao's mouth that the village had changed in the past ten years, and Wei Shengjun did not disappoint him, and perfectly solved the remaining problems in Damu Village.

Ten years.

Not only did the young people of the original second-line reserve all grow up, but the original dolls filled the second-line vacancies, forming a very good age structure of fighters.

And because of the merger of Oki Village, the population has increased, and there are more good seedlings from the younger generation.

"Wei Long!"

Wei Tianhu was very excited to see Wei Long, and a shy smile rarely appeared on his vicissitudes of life, "Why are you here?"

"I'm going to Julu City to complete the training mission this time, so I happened to stop by to take a look. Wei Long said with a smile.

"All go in first. ”

Wei Shengjun beckoned people to go inside, he looked at Wei Long, secretly frightened in his heart, perceiving the past, Wei Long was like a mountain, stable but unshakable, "I didn't expect you to come back, you have grown up a lot in the past ten years." ”

The rules in the village have not changed.

One meal a day, held in the village square, three large vats cook the food of the whole village, and the other large vat cooks medicinal soup for the little doll.

It's just that compared to ten years ago, there are more people today, more than 700, and they have huge popularity.

"The genius who walked out of our Weizhuang Village today is back!"

Wei Shengjun looked around at everyone and looked at Wei Long, "If it weren't for him, Weizhuang Village wouldn't be able to survive the attack of the desolate beasts ten years ago, and it wouldn't be able to survive the crisis after that!"

"Roar!"

Ten years ago, the dolls in the village had grown up, but they still vaguely remembered the big brother, and as for some of the older people in the past, they were even more excited to see Wei Long.

If it is complicated, only the once strong warriors of Okimura have mixed feelings.

It's just that ten years have passed, and those children of Damu Village can no longer hear the name of Da Mu Village, and the original high-level officials and their relatives have also been removed by their gang with Wei Tianhu and replaced their positions.

Whether they want it or not, their children only recognize Weizhuang Village, and they must recognize Weizhuang Village.

Everyone yelled.

Wei Long ate a lot this night, and the first time he drank wine, it was fruit wine, which was very sweet.

Some of the ladies who distributed the food were all survivors of ten years ago and were very grateful to him, and there were many young people who expressed their reverence to him, and there was even a half-grown child who wanted to challenge him.

Let Wei Tianhu slap him and fly to the ground.

The dinner slowly ended, the soldiers left with their children and their mothers-in-law, Wei Tianhu also had a mother-in-law, still three, and had four sons.

"You are really powerful, you can still grow quickly even in the Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven. ”

Wei Shengjun didn't seem surprised when he heard that Zhang Zixin and the others were only Wei Long's team members in this trial mission.

Wei Long and Wei Shengjun walked at the east end of the village, talking about what had happened in the past ten years, "I came this time, in fact, there is something I want to ask the village chief?"

"What's the matter?"

"What is the identity of the fortune teller who raised me? ”

Wei Long was in a hurry at that time.

At that time, he didn't trust Zeng Qingru very much, and the special envoy of the Zhenhuang Division, Feng Haiyang, was still there, so for the sake of prudence, he didn't ask this question.

And what really made Wei Long care was not the fortune teller who raised the original body, but the constant movements of the Pantheon in the Southern Wilderness in the past ten years, which was also related to this.

Will this affect him?

If so, Wei Long needs to understand what kind of trouble this is.

This is also one of the reasons why he came back to Weizhuang Village.

He also reminded the village that fortune tellers should not be spoken, otherwise they might cause trouble.

"Why do you want to ask this?" Wei Shengjun was stunned for a moment, his face changed slightly, "He raised you, you should know better than me." ”

"I've never heard him talk about his past. ”

Wei Long shook his head, "And it's very likely that some powerful forces are involved." So please tell me as well. ”

"The first time fortune tellers appeared in Weizhuang Village, I was still young, just a child. He needed a place to live, so he made a deal with the old village chief to help Weizhuang Village choose a piece of water, which was where the village was before, and then the strength of the village began to improve in the past twenty years. ”

Wei Shengjun's tone was reminiscing, "He never told people his name, he just let people call him a fortune teller, he is almost a madman." After that, the strength of the village increased, and the old village chief wanted more, and then something happened. ”

"What happened?" Wei Long then asked.

"The fortune teller gave the old village chief a new exercise and instructed me on how to behave when the town wasteland division assessed the deserted village, and took this opportunity to join the army. He also told me how to act after entering the border army, which allowed me to avoid crises many times. ”

Wei Shengjun sighed: "I didn't believe him at the time, but after trying, I found that he seemed to be an unpredictable prophet who could see through my life." I realized why he was called a fortune teller. ”

Wei Shengjun's tone was complicated, as if he had thought of something bad, "When I returned, he told me about the weakness of the old village chief, who had already condensed seven life marks at that time, but was still successfully killed by me. ”

"He also instructed me on how to deal with the investigation of the Zhenhuang Division, and mediated with Damu Village, Qinghe Village, and Huangshi Village. ”

Wei Shengjun shook his head, "I asked him why he wanted to kill the old village chief, and he asked me to kill him, not to do it myself." ”

The night was a little cool, and Wei Long listened quietly.

He said that this was not his world and that he could not do anything. I think he had some scruples. ”

Wei Shengjun continued: "He raised you until something happened and he needed to leave. He asked me to take care of you. ”

After listening to Wei Shengjun's description, Wei Long had a basic understanding of fortune telling, this is a mysterious figure with unknown intentions, "Do you know what enemies he has, or his origin?"

"I don't know. Even the old village chief didn't know where he came from. Wei Shengjun replied.

"I don't know who he is, so don't mention him to anyone else in the future. ”

The previous generation in the village knew that fortune-telling was basically gone, and Wei Long warned: "This person is faintly involved in the maelstrom, and if he is investigated, if he leaks it, it is very likely to bring disaster to the village." ”

After chatting with Wei Shengjun for a while, Wei Long returned to his residence.

His former house was still there, and Wei Shengjun had built him a stone mansion as promised, and after entering the door, he found that Wei Tianhu was asking Zhang Zixin for advice on cultivation.

"The 'Eight Desolations Town Prison Fist' is the way to transform the virtual into the real, and Senior Brother Wei Long knows better. Zhang Zixin saw Wei Long come in and greeted.

"What's wrong?" Wei Long looked at Wei Tianhu.

"I've been stuck in the fire for a long time. ”

Wei Tianhu was a little restrained, he took advantage of the gap between Wei Long and Wei Tianhu to ask for advice, but he didn't expect to meet Wei Long, "'Eight Desolation Town Prison Fist' has been unable to comprehend from the virtual reality. ”

"'Eight Desolation Town Prison Fist' is not a method of cultivation, if you use him to break through, it will be half the effort, and it will be time-consuming and labor-intensive. ”

Wei Long explained the key to the true meaning of the 'Eight Desolations Town Prison Fist'.

He is now practicing the "Eight Desolations Town Prison Sutra", and his realm is profound, and his eloquent narration makes people suddenly open.

But.

If you want to transform the true meaning of the 'Eight Desolations Town Prison Fist', there is a very important threshold, that is, the cultivator needs to bring forth the new.

Wei Long said: "The 'Eight Desolation Town Prison Fist' is enough as a fighting method, but it is not suitable for cultivation itself. ”

"There is only this cultivation method in the village, Mu Dawei's cultivation method is secret, and the original inheritance of Damu Village is not stronger than the 'Eight Desolation Town Prison Fist'. Wei Tianhu had no choice.

"Senior Brother Zhang, Senior Brother has nothing, this matter still depends on you. Wei Long didn't have any extra exercises, so he asked Zhang Zixin for advice.

"Whatever the captain commands, it's it. ”

Zhang Zixin quipped, he thought about it for a while, and said to Wei Tianhu: "It is very difficult to join the Lingxu Cave Heaven with your talent, but in addition to the Cave Heaven, there are still some small sects, and some martial arts halls will accept apprentices. ”

Seeing Wei Tianhu's hesitation, Wei Long knew his difficulty, and begged again: "In this case, the person is not free, what will Weizhuang Village do in the future, senior brother will change the method." ”

"Okay, okay. I will write a letter, my family is famous in Shuitian City, thousands of miles away, and I will ask them to arrange it. Zhang Zixin saw that Wei Long was so attentive, and he happily befriended Wei Long.

This junior brother has a bright future, and he said with a smile: "Don't worry, although I am not as talented as my junior brother in Lingxu Cave, I am also the face of the family, and they will arrange some small things." ”

Zhang Zixin directly took out the jade butterfly he carried with him and burned it with a miracle, so that he could not pretend to be an imitation.

He took out another map, "In comparison, it is more important to reach Shuitian City safely, thousands of miles away, you can follow this......"

Zhang Zixin drew a path for Wei Tianhu, a little farther away, but very safe, "With your accumulation, you will soon break through the realm of the wheel of life, and when the time comes, whether you go or stay, you will be in Shuitian City." ”

Wei Tianhu took the jade butterfly and the map to thank him and left, his mood was complicated, in his opinion, the big thing was just a little troublesome in front of Zhang Zixin.

And where Wei Long is, he just moves his mouth.

Should he be happy? If Wei Long had an accident while he was out, he should be uncomfortable, but seeing Wei Long so dazzling everywhere he was, he was even more uncomfortable. His countless efforts in the past ten years seem a little ridiculous.

"Let's go. ”

Before dawn, at the darkest hour of the day, Wei Long found seven people.

Xia Yonglan was a little surprised, "Why don't you leave, don't you say hello?"

"I can go back to the village and have a look, my last thoughts are gone. Wei Long said with a smile.

This time I came back, and my former friends have grown up.

Wei Long knew that what he missed was not Weizhuang Village, but that he had just crossed into this world, and pinned his feelings from panic to peace of mind in Weizhuang Village, just like homesickness for a wanderer.

What Wei Long misses is only the Weizhuang Village in his memory, the second-minded Wei Tianhu in his memory, the thick and honest Wei Heitie, the changeable but simple Wei Wenbao, and the domineering and somewhat terrifying village chief.

When everyone is no longer young, only he remains.

He knew that he would probably never come back, and he and Weizhuang Village were just shooting stars for each other, leaving a light in each other's trajectories.

Wei Long took out the 'Book of Black Iron', stopped joking, wrote it down carefully, removed the feelings, and left only the simple beauty. The village of Weizhuang in the memory is beautiful even if it is a conflict.