Chapter 2 Back Mountain

In the early morning, Lin Feng looked at the back mountain of the dark beast and frowned. My father hasn't returned yet.

Listening to the continuous rain outside and looking at his mother with a smile on her bloody face, Lin Feng tried and slowly got up from **.

"Feng'er, what are you going to do? Your injury hasn't recovered yet. Lie down quickly and take good care of your injury." Seeing Lin Feng's move like this, Lin's mother was very anxious and rushed up and wanted to press Lin Feng back to the quilt.

"It's okay. It's not that you don't know that I'm Xiaoqiang, and my recovery ability is super excellent. Lin Feng's face piled up with a bright smile and resolutely sat up from **.

"Your father hasn't returned for two nights, and I don't know what happened yet." Lin's mother couldn't disguise any more. She looked at her determined son and said in a trembling voice, "What if something happens to you, what should I do?"

Lin Feng fell silent and looked at his mother with tears in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and gently wiped the tears that kept rolling down his mother's cheeks. His heart was extremely bitter, but he was more determined to go to the back mountain.

"Mother..." Lin Feng shouted softly, "Don't worry, my father and I will be fine. Maybe my father is just lost in the mountains and is waiting for me to find him. It's more likely that my father is already on his way back.

"Really?" Lin's mother looked at Lin Feng with eager eyes, and her eyes were full of sad exploration and verification. How could she have the spirit of marrying thousands of miles away?

"Will I lie to you?" Lin Feng blinked his eyes mischievously and gently clenched his fist.

"None with it!" Lin's mother burst into tears and smiled and suddenly realized her gaffe. She gently patted Lin Feng's head with her right hand: "She is still naughty as a child at this age. No wonder she dares to marry a daughter-in-law."

"Mom..." Lin Feng couldn't help but look at his mother who had returned to normal speechlessly and gently put down a stone in his heart. After gently hugging his mother, Lin Feng had stood up. He looked at his mother gently and comforted her softly, "Mother, don't worry, I will definitely bring my father back safely. You must take good care of yourself at home!"

"Hmm." Feeling the strong confidence contained in the faint tone, Lin's mother's heart settled inexplicably. She nodded gently and said, "I'm waiting for you to come back."

"I'll wait for you to come back!" Lin Feng smiled, hugged the broken sword in his arms and strode out of the room.

At the corner, he quietly turned around and looked at his mother leaning against the door, looking at the silver hair slowly flying in the cold wind. Lin Feng quietly wiped the corners of his eyes and his pace became more and more firm.

There was a sudden sharp pain in his body. Feeling the hot sword left in his body, Lin Feng couldn't help frowning. The day before yesterday, I don't know why Lin Jian suddenly killed him, and a sword spirit belonging to Lin Jian actually entered his body with the gorgeous fireworks and continued raging destruction. This is also the reason why Lin Feng has not recovered yet, and it is also the root cause of Lin's father's entry into the mountain.

"Lin Jian!" Feeling the pain of the meridians in his body like cutting an axe, Lin Feng's heart was full of hatred and anger. He tried to besiege and refine with his own sword, but he couldn't help it at all, but the sword spirit became more violent because of stimulation.

"Wait." Lin Feng had no choice but to give up refining. He could feel that the fire dragon was devouring his sword to strengthen himself, and the more he refined, the stronger it became. If you don't take revenge, it's in vain!" His eyes were gloomy, and he bit his lips fiercely, and his heart was fierce.

With a stir in his heart, Lin Feng walked to the back mountain and subconsciously walked towards a remote corner of the clan.

"Drunken Grandpa." Lin Feng stood outside a simple grass with a jar of wine that he didn't know where to get.

There is no movement in the hut, silent like ten thousand years of ice on Tianshan Mountain.

This place is located in the most remote place of the forest community, surrounded by short hills and a small hut in the middle. There is nothing else. Lin Feng also inadvertently came here after the failure of the big deal three years ago.

At that time, he was severely humiliated in the game and came here with a jar of wine after leaving the competition. When he found a drunken old man, he couldn't help feeling pity and had some feelings about the fallen people at the end of the world. After helping the drunken man into the house, he drank heavily again, and finally woke up and fell drunk in front of the old man's bed.

After waking up the next day, I found that the old man was drinking his own wine. Seeing him wake up, the old man raised his glass, which was quite like a fairy in wine. The alcohol in his body had long been refined by Jianyuan, and Lin Feng drank with the old man, and then poured out all his anger. The old man just listened quietly, smiled and drank slowly.

Since then, Lin Feng has been inexplicably close to the old man. In addition, the old man lived alone and was left alone in front of the door. Except for the occasional birds and beasts, he was no longer alive. Lin Feng brought a jar of wine from time to time, and several small dishes drank with the old man. After two turns, it has become a habit, and in Lin Feng's heart, the old man has gradually become a relative like his parents.

It's hard to know whether it's good or bad to go back to the mountain. Lin Feng came here, which is also a kind of farewell.

Seeing that it was still silent, Lin Feng smiled and gently opened the seal of the wine jar. A fragrance goes towards the hut with the breeze, and it is pervasive and continuous.

Finally, a thin old man, wearing rag shoes, as fierce as a big madman, rushed straight to the wine jar in Lin Feng's hand and rushed over without hesitation.

Lin Feng flashed, but forgot the fierce fire dragon in his body and was no longer as vigorous and flexible as before. He staggered, and the wine jar fell straight to the ground.

The thin old man walked slightly. At the moment when the wine jar touched the ground, a swallow grabbed the wine jar steadily and held it tightly in his arms. Then he stared at Lin Feng with fierce eyes, as deep hatred as his father's enemy. Lin Feng's heart trembled, his liver trembled, his courage trembled, and his soul was scattered.

"Can you do martial arts?" Lin Feng looked up and down at the thin old man and thought about it.

"What?" Drunk grandpa looked at Lin Feng doubtfully, as if he didn't know what he was talking about.

"Nothing." Lin Feng looked doubtfully at the drunken grandfather who was as fast as a ghost just now and said, "I'm going to go into the back mountain, and I may never come back. I know that you should be a master in the world, otherwise you would not have occupied such a large area but no one dared to care about it. If my father and I don't come back, you can look at the feelings of these years and help my mother when she needs it.

"Hmm?" Drunken Grandpa temporarily got out of his confused state, looked at Lin Feng doubtfully, looked at the broken sword in Lin Feng's hand, and suddenly walked into the house quickly. When he came out, he was already holding a yellow book in his hand.

"[The secret of breaking the sword]?" Lin Feng took it over doubtfully and looked through a few pages. He didn't know why.

"Your father's name is Lin Ruhai." The drunken grandfather held the wine jar and suddenly asked.

"Do you know my father?" Lin Feng was shocked and felt for the first time that his drunken grandfather did not seem to completely ignore the world.

A trace of memories flashed in his drunken grandfather's eyes, as if he had thought of something, and a few smiles appeared in his eyes. He picked up the wine jar and took a sip of the wine, but then stopped talking and strode into the simple hut.

"Hurry up." Inside, the drunken grandfather's drunken voice came from inside: "Come back and see me again."

"Yes." Lin Feng stuffed the withered yellow book into his arms and solved his worries. He no longer hesitated and strode to the back mountain that opened its bloody mouth like a fierce beast.

It rained heavily last night. Although the rain has stopped and the air is unprecedentedly fresh, the mountain road has become particularly muddy and difficult to walk, and it will slip if you are not careful. It's not terrible to slip. What's terrible is the bottomless abyss by the muddy path.

Lin Feng walked carefully, guarding against the extremely muddy road under his feet, always guarding the beasts that might rush out of the forest at any time, and looked around for the unique marks left by his father in the mountains.

For the Lin clan, which lives in the mountains, each ethnic group has its own unique set of marks. On the one hand, it facilitates the connection between ethnic groups and quickly gathers after encountering large prey. On the other hand, it can quickly find the way when people in the clan get lost after entering the mountain, and it is also convenient for people in other ethnic groups to get lost. The rescue operation of the people. And the marks of each ethnic group are top secret, and there are no characteristics in the eyes of other ethnic groups. This is also to prevent the enemy groups from chasing, encircling and seizing their own ethnic groups and grabbing victory items. Therefore, for people of their own family, if they are careful to observe, they may not be able to find it.

Lin Feng was standing at a three-way intersection at this time, and the mark stopped abruptly.

Lin Feng frowned and carefully searched back and forth at the three intersections, but still found no trace. It seemed that Lin Ruhai disappeared out of thin air when he arrived here and disappeared all his deeds.

"How could this happen?" Lin Feng thought bitterly that he knew his father's mark well, and even as long as he looked at it casually and reached out to touch it, he could know which was the trace left by his father.

However, at this time, there is no trace of tall trees and low grass or dead vines.

Looking at the vast mountains, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel anxious. Naturally, he knew that the longer he dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be to his father. Moreover, the fire dragon in his body was also restlessly eager to try, slowly but firmly devouring the sword in Lin Feng's body. As the other passed, the fire dragon in Lin Feng's body was more tyrannical and strong. At a certain time, he will have no ability at all.

"What should I do?" Lin Feng became more and more anxious and couldn't help turning around. He dares not go forward rashly. It's okay to say if he goes right. If he goes wrong and wastes time, I'm afraid he won't be able to stand it at that time.

Feel the increasingly violent fire dragon in his body, and feel that he has a tendency to be unable to control his body. Suddenly thinking of the withered yellow scroll in his arms, Lin Feng quickly took it out and gave him this withered yellow scroll before leaving, which must be useful to him. Maybe you can temporarily relieve the devouring of the fire dragon in the body and buy more time for yourself.

The scroll is very thin, with only a few words, and Lin Feng remembered it for a moment. Unfortunately, it is obscure and difficult to understand. If every word is said separately, he understands it, but the combination makes him confused. Except for his reluctant understanding of the first hundred words, everything else was like a heavenly book, which made him confused.

Reluctantly operated the heart method at the beginning of the hundred words. His eyes lit up and were ecstatic. The fire dragon in his body suddenly stagnated when the mind method was running, and there was no arrogance before, like a bucket of piercing cold snow water splashed by a burning blazing fire on his pocket. At this moment, the fire dragon actually avoided tremblingly. He looks like a frightened little mouse.

Lin Feng was overjoyed and couldn't help smiling at the corners of his mouth. However, the smile was frozen in the future, and a trace of fear appeared on his face.

Laughter and fear bloom at the same time, which is particularly strange and dazzling.