"The devil is not in the body, but in the heart. Keep the heart gate, and all demons are not afraid!"

Only this passage echoed in Yan Feng's mind, and at this moment, his eyes slowly trembled, and a tender voice came from his ears.

"Xiaobao, come quickly, come quickly! Look, look, he is awake!"

I opened my eyes slightly and saw two little boys looking like they were just in their early teens. When I saw the gray on my clothes and face, I saw the wild kids from the mountain village.

"The devil...is not here!"

When his eyes suddenly opened, Yan Feng sat up directly, scaring the two wild kids to retreat. One of them was so scared that he sat down on the ground.

"That person...What a familiar breath!"

Yan Feng's mind was vaguely remembering that someone appeared in front of him, like a light. It was this light that pulled his mind back from the demon abyss, but no matter how Yan Feng recalled it, who was this person?

At this moment, Yan Feng recalled another scene in his mind.

Sword, blood, those eyes with dim eyes, those two lines... tears, rain and smoke!

"Brother...you wake up quickly, wake up!"

Yan Feng suddenly shook his body. He remembered it all. That night, his sword pierced his sister's heart!

"Yuyan...Yuyan!"

Yan Feng wanted to break through the air, but as soon as he stood up, his mind suddenly felt like a burst of pain!

I was in a daze in front of me. After a few minutes of waking up, I fainted again.

The last scene in my mind is Yan Yuyan’s appearance.

The sun, moon, stars, alternating.

When Yan Feng felt it again, it was already night, and he looked around. This was a house made of civil and industrial buildings.

Where is this?

Yan Feng frowned and looked at the bed beneath him. He vaguely remembered that when he opened his eyes, there were two children in front of him.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Feng just wanted to return to Maoshan now. He wanted to know, Yan Yuyan, what was going on now!

When Yan Feng thought of this, his hand was trembling. At this moment, he wanted to end himself with a sword!

Blood drop beads...

I touched my heart, but I didn't expect that the momentum of this thing was so great. In an instant, I lost my consciousness and lost my mind. I had no idea what I was doing.

If it weren't for the person who appeared in the vague state, Yan Feng would not dare to think about where he would be killing now.

Just as I was about to get out of bed, the door suddenly opened. A middle-aged man dressed in a simple sweatshirt walked in. His skin was dark and his arms were strong. He looked like he often went to work in the fields.

"You wake up, I've made a bowl of medicinal soup for you, so drink it while it's hot."

The middle-aged man smiled and looked particularly honest.

Yan Feng was stunned when he looked at the man who suddenly appeared, but he took the slightly gaping porcelain bowl, looked at the turbid yellow soup in the bowl, said thank you, and drank it all in one sip.

After getting a stomachache, Yan Feng instantly knew the ingredients of this thing. It was just a decoction made by ordinary honeysuckle mixed with some He Wu. It was useless to clear heat and detoxify.

"I have nothing here. Seeing that you are fainting all the time, I thought you were poisoned, so I thought about boiling some honeysuckle for you."

Yan Feng couldn't help but smile as he heard the middle-aged man's words: "Thank you, this big brother."

"Also, please ask, what territory is this?"

Yan Feng got out of bed, his eyes swept through the wooden window, and the night had slowly fallen and fell into a forest, but Yan Feng frowned at this moment.

Outside this village, he saw a pile of mud walls piled up, four or five meters high. Judging from the color, it should be the new one.

Why do you need to enclose this beautiful village with earthen walls?

"This is Zushan. My child is playing on the other end of the back mountain. When he saw you faint, he would come back and call me." The middle-aged man scratched his head and said, "I'm carrying you back now."

Zushan...I'll go, where does Zushan come from? I don't know!

Being carried back... Yan Feng shook his head with a bitter smile. This posture was unimaginable.

"That big brother...what is this ancestral mountain?"

Yan Feng asked with a dry smile, this is indeed... a bit awkward.

"Ah, sorry, sorry, it's all my fault for not explaining it clearly." The middle-aged man hurriedly said: "I'm Qinhuangdao here."

Qinhuangdao…

I went, why did I run from Yanjing to Qinhuangdao?

But at this moment, suddenly, every household outside heard the sound of the door opening. A man ran in from outside the village, his face was panicked and screamed desperately. In the village, there was a big tree in the center of the village, with bells hanging on it. Some man was shaking the bell violently, and the sound was echoing throughout the village.

Hearing the bell, Yan Feng frowned slightly. It was obvious that something happened, and it was definitely not the first time, otherwise he would not even have the bell notified in advance.

When the middle-aged man heard the bells outside, his face turned pale, and there was a sense of hatred, and his dark hands were clattering.

At this time, the two little boys ran into the house with fear on their faces.

"Uncle, my father said let me hide from you!"

The little boy who was talking obviously looked a little older.

The middle-aged man touched another little boy's head with one hand.

"Xiaobao, you and your brother are in the house and don't run around."

Both little boys nodded obediently.

As he said that, the middle-aged man didn't care about Yan Feng, picked up the hatchet from a corner of the room and went out.

It can be seen that not only him, but also men from the entire village, nearly a hundred families, and every household came out, either holding a knife for chopping wood or carrying a hoe, and heading towards the entrance of the village.

Yan Feng was puzzled in his heart, what happened in this village, and looked at the two little boys, obviously, these two men seemed a little afraid of themselves.

"Can you tell uncle what's going on outside?"

Yan Feng smiled and tried his best to make himself look gentle, but he couldn't be gentle at all. He had a scattered face and a scattered head across his shoulders, like a strange uncle who trafficked a child.

The young man was originally very good, but now he looks like a middle-aged uncle.

"Outside..." The child, who looked younger and called Xiaobao, spoke as soon as he spoke, and the other older one spoke.

"There are monsters drinking human blood outside!"

"Xiaobao's mother was killed by those monsters last month!"

Yan Feng frowned slightly, the monster drinking blood?! Looking at the child named Xiaobao, tears had fallen when he heard the word "Mom".

Sighing, Yan Feng squatted down. Such a young child lost his mother. It was really pitiful. He gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Xiaobao stopped crying. Uncle went and beat them all away, okay?"

Yan Feng smiled slightly and touched Xiaobao's head.

"Really?"

Both children looked at Yan Feng in surprise, and looked expectant.

"real."

Yan Feng smiled slightly, stood up, and looked out the window.

The village entrance was already in chaos, with hundreds of men and hundreds of people blocking the village entrance. Young and young, young and old, all those who could go to the fields to work were coming, and they pressed their bodies against a huge wooden door made of dozens of thick camphor trees.

And hundreds of meters away from the entrance of the village, there were continuous roars.
Chapter completed!