The sky is getting bright and the cold light breaks through dawn. Today's sky is a little cloudy.

Xi Huanyan woke up and saw the food beside the couch. She felt relieved. She opened a food box with one of her complete hands and took out a bottle of fruit dew to moisten her throat.

"You'd better not move."

The old lady appeared by the shed door and spoke with an owl on her shoulder.

As before, the old lady and the owl were fluorescent with moonlight.

"Do you feed me?" Xi Huanyan didn't dare to let her feed her, and immediately said, "Thank you for your life-saving grace. When I can go to the ground, I will kowtow to you."

"You have a pair of good parents."

Xi Huanyan really felt that she was a little sarcastic. However, in the past six months, it was rare to talk to the old lady. Why did she let her go? She hurriedly called the old lady who turned around, "Grandma, can't you really awaken the origin of your soul for humanity?"

The old lady turned around and stared at her, the owl spoke, "Do you think it's good to be a source master?"

"Um?"

The old lady's eyes seemed to have ice thorns, and her words were malicious. From the mouth of the owl, she asked an irrelevant question, "Do you know how my throat was ruined?"

“…If you’re willing to say it, I’ll listen.”

"I ruined it myself."

"Well...you're special."

The old lady pulled open the corner of her shriveled mouth, and her face was ridiculed.

"For the sake of you being half of my disciple, I advise you to leave this village early."

"Why, you can't just say halfway."

"Because this village will use any means to squeeze out the last bit of value from you." When she was angry, the owl waved its wings and was aggressive. "I worked diligently for the stability of the village and did not dare to slack off. But after I accidentally learned that I woke up the origin of my soul in my childhood, my parents planned to send me out to the mountain to teach the master of the star-level. The clan leader and the clan elder in the village learned about this and tried their best to stop it. Seeing that my parents were determined, they lured them out and killed them, telling me that they were eaten by wild animals, and said with a merciful face that the clan would raise me in the future. I have been grateful for my life, but I have been feeding jackals!"

absurd.

Xi Huanyan felt that this was not a human matter.

"Then what?"

"Then I forced that generation of clan leader to commit suicide. I also ruined my voice in front of everyone, wiped out the words of gratitude I once said, cut off contact with Xijia Village, and lived alone here."

When the old lady said this, she seemed extremely gentle, as if all her resentment had been vented with those few words.

Xi Huanyan was surprised that it should be a big deal for all the elders of the clans to die, but she had never heard of it.

Have you chosen to forget all of them?

"It's quite generous that you can still meet the villagers."

"Half of the current clan leader and clan elders are my descendants. The village chose to calm my anger."

The old lady looked at her with her eyes down, "You must have heard that I had a bad relationship with your father. Do you know why? Because the generation of clan leader who I forced to death was the benefactor who helped him in his eyes."

"This village's intention of forcing others to contribute is in line with each other. I ruined my voice and cut off my relationship. Those so-called relatives and friends even came to persuade me to let go, and regard me as the master of the village, thinking that I should work hard for the village."

"Does my dad think so?"

"He didn't say it clearly, but he thought I shouldn't force those people to death."

Xi Huanyan didn't want to continue this topic, but it involved her father. In any case, she was not what she should comment on.

"Then why did you allow me to learn skills from you? From any aspect, I'm just annoying to you."

"So you have a pair of good parents," recalled the old lady, "On the day you were born, your father silently knelt at the entrance of my cave all night, and went up the mountain to do chores for me every once in a while. I asked him what he wanted to do, and he said he was wrong."

"He said that he changed his position and he wanted to give his children the best, and as a child, he would seek justice for his parents at all costs."

"Haha, he lied to you, but he still disagrees with your actions of forcing a group of people to death from the bottom of his heart, but for me, he chose to use language art to confuse you." Xi Huanyan touched the old lady's cold gaze and smiled obediently, "So were you moved by him?"

"Haha, I was naturally moved. I promised him casually that when you grow up, I can send it to me for my guidance."

"You are kind-hearted."

"After all, he gave me "Geography of Xiangzhai."

What kind of home do you look like?

The book her father brags about?

Which book can be seen through the essence of Qingnang's science in combination with Mo Heng's method?

Xi Huanyan was surprised, "The "Geography of Xiangzhai" is in your hands?"

"Otherwise, do you think it's in that pile of relics?"

The old lady's eyes were a little malicious, and the words that the owl spit out became even more amazing. "After you reminded me, I suddenly realized that he had planned to give this book to me, so that I could first understand it and pass it on to you in the future."

"You have thought too much, my father can teach me too, if there is no such thing."

"A pig teaches you and someone teaches you, will the result be the same?" The old lady showed no mercy. "But he was really worried. You are not even Master Yuan. If you learn the essence of Mo Heng's method in this life, you will be a great talent. Don't think about geography."

Xi Huanyan was not annoyed, "Then if I become the source master, can you give me all my gifts?"

"It depends on the situation."

The mountain fell into tranquility again, but the mountain was in the mood of the crowd.

At the entrance of the village, there are crowds of people outside the wooden platform.

"Every family comes out and go to the mountain to eliminate the demons!"

At the order of Xi Zhaoshui, strong villagers walked out of the crowd and stepped onto the platform.

"I will never give up until I eliminate the alien demons!"

Fifty-five people shouted in unison, with a rainbow of momentum. Gu Jianxia took the lead in drinking and throwing bowls. Under the eyes of the villagers, he entered the mountain.

Next to Gu Jianxia are four one-star martial artists, Xi Cangjin, Xi Cangping, Xi Cangjing, Xi Canglian, and Xi Qiongdong, the spiritual master.

"Wow!"

The team stopped outside the redwood forest, and the black dog roared in a low voice, as if it was deterring something inside.

Xi Cangjin saw the black dog's reaction and his face was solemn, "Those alien demons may be inside."

Gu Jianxia pointed out the ten younger people as support teams, and said to Xi Qiong Dong, "You can take them outside."

"Yes, Master's wife!"

In order to facilitate the support team to find themselves and others, Gu Jianxia left the black dog outside and then went into the Sequoia Forest with everyone to investigate.

The smell of rotten gradually became rich, and the traces of mess seemed to be huge wounds, tearing this picturesque redwood forest into rags.

The attack suddenly came, first one was suddenly dragged into the bush, and then one was smashed to death by the demon jumping from the tree.

"Watch the arrow!"

The villagers gathered quickly, and the crossbow arrows broke through the air and shot densely at the two demons. Seeing that they were stabbed by one or two arrows, before they could be happy, someone shouted in horror, "Southwest!"
Chapter completed!