Chapter 2 Father

"Father!" Yun Fan looked at Yunmu in his eyes and rushed up in an instant. In his previous life, Yun Fan's master was his father, but he was never his father. In this life, Yun Fan deeply felt the fatherly love given by his father, whether in his blood or in his family. Although his mother was born in Yunfan, she was heartache and sick. Yun Fan passed away, but his father's love made Yun Fan extremely satisfied and proud in his life.

"Xiao Fan!" Looking at the thin son who ran over, Yunmu, who had been away from home for more than half a month, couldn't help running up excitedly and holding Yun Fan deeply in his arms and touching him.

After being excited, Yun Fan felt his father's slightly abnormal trembling, and then looked up at the uncles and brothers behind him. He couldn't help but be shocked. Except for his father, the hunting team looked haggard, and they all had injuries, light or heavy. Several even had to be forced others to hold the pestle to stand firm.

"Father...this...this, what's going on?" In his impression, Yun Fan had never seen the hunting team so embarrassed, and he couldn't help but be a little stunned.

"Oh, this, it's okay. I just met a few wolves." Yunmu, who was slightly out of a state, came to his senses, hugged Yun Fan and comforted him. He said that he held Yun Fan with one hand, threw off the animal skin with one hand and shook his arm.

In Yun Fan's impression, his father has always been a great father and an invincible hunter in front of the beast. Although he is very worried today, he still firmly believes that his father is fine, which not only comes from his self-confidence in his father, but also has an inexplicable intuitive reaction that practitioners have, although Yun Fan's cultivation in the previous life no longer exists, but now Yunfan is still the Yunfan in the previous life, which has not changed.

The return of the hunting team made this quiet village suddenly noisy, especially today. Although they have all come back, it is inevitable that there will be more warmth and happiness after great sadness, and of course, satisfaction. Whether it is the simple villagers or the hunters, they have long been used to the way of asking for life on the edge of the endless forest. As long as there is no lack of arms and legs, it is inevitable to hang a little color, and it will be the same.

However, for those hunters who survive, when they are holding their wives and children at home or drinking wine with their companions, they have a little more capital to brag about themselves. Life is like this, especially for hunters on the front line of life and death, hunting, going home, drinking, eating, hunting again, day after day, year after year, good luck. If you get a valuable turn over or rest for a while, if you are unlucky, you will be buried somewhere in the endless forest and turn into loess. Even so, there are more and more people walking into the endless forest.

The mountains are like the sea, the sun is like blood, and the endless forest is like a golden wedding dress, with countless mysteries in nobility and elegance.

The red sun fell in the west, the glow faded, and the residual sun gradually faded away. The night shrouded the West Hunting Village in the east of the endless forest, swallowing it little by little. The greasy lights and the occasional dog barking made the village more peaceful.

Yun Fan looked at the face in front of him with clear outline and soft lines but doting with Yun Fan's face, and his deep eyes were so lonely and complicated, which was an elusive vicissitudes.

"Father" Yun Fan looked at Yunmu and shouted gently.

"What's on your mind?" Yunmu asked half doubtfully and half guessfully, but the eyes that looked at Yunfan were still full of doting.

Since Yun Fan began to speak, Yunmu felt the extraordinaryness of him and his peers. After so many years, Yunfan has gradually upgraded to a sensible man in Yunmu's heart, not just a son, and Yun Fan's past performance did not disappoint Yunmu, which is also Let Yunmu gradually put Yunfan at the same level to speak.

"Ye�, I want to ask about the soul power." Yun Fan looked at Yunmu and conveyed the desire in his heart.

Yunmu, who was wiping a delicate dagger, stopped and was stunned for a while. He looked at Yun Fan with deep meaning, threw the dagger under the dim grease lamp and walked out of the wooden house.

Looking at the slightly hunchbacked back, Yun Fan looked at the dagger on the table again. He knew that the handle was carved with plum blossoms engraved with the word "wood" in Yunmu's heart. As long as Yunmu hunted back, he would take out the treasured dagger and gently wiped it. The eyes of looking at the dagger were soft and focused, just like looking at himself. Just like the person I love deeply.

Yun Fan is confused...

The endless forest is a dangerous place, and the endless forest at night is more like a soul beast with a big mouth, which makes people shudder. After a column of incense, Yun Fan still didn't see his father come back. He couldn't help but worry, and then put on his leather coat and walked to the entrance of the village.

Before the entrance of the village, the dim light of the grease lamp and its unique smell made Yunfan stop.

"It's been so many years, don't think about it all the time." Tan Wu sipped a little wine and said. Yunmu, who was sitting opposite him, drank with a wine pot without saying a word, like drinking water. After a while, he ran out of one jar and tore open another jar.

"Alas..., how many altars have you drunk?" Tan Wu took a small sip with a cup and said that the other hand moved his altar to his side. In addition to teaching the children in the village to practice martial arts, Tan Wu took a few mouthfuls of wine.

"Well... the fifth altar" Yunmu was in a slightly better mood.

"Niu, you are really awesome," Tan Wu said admiringly, raising his glass and touching Yunmu's wine jar.

"I said you're not a hunter at all, right?" Tan Wu said with a sip.

"If you're not a hunter, what is it?" Yunmu looked at Tan Wu and smiled playfully.

"I don't know what it is. It should not be a hunter like us. I felt this way the first time I saw you at the entrance of the village twelve years ago." Tan Wu put down his glass and looked at Yunmu carefully.

"Is it a hunter? Haven't you seen it in the past few years?" Yunmu raised the wine jar and took a sip. He burped and lowered his head and said.

"Yes, no matter what you look at now, you are a hunter, but more than ten years ago, you, by the way, and that girl, your clothes and temperament don't look like hunters at all." Tan Wu still looked at Yunmu without blinking, as if he wanted to see some clues.

"What do you think it looks like?" Yunmu raised his head and looked at Tan Wu and smiled. He said he was laughing, but it was like crying.

"Soul master, even soul master" Tan Wu paused for a while and said word by word.

"Soul warrior? Soul Master?" Yunmu still had that expression, which made people unable to see anything strange. The curvature of the corners of his mouth made the deep eyes deep.

"Are you or not?" Tan Wu still didn't give up.

"If yes, will I be here?" Yunmu stretched out his hands helplessly.

"That's not necessarily true," Tan Wu continued to deny Yunmu's words and said with deep meaning.

"Oh!!" Yun Mu was stunned for a moment, but it was only for a moment, "Why not necessarily?"

"When I first saw you, especially the sight more than ten years ago, I was like looking at the owner of the West City. I had a feeling of looking up. Although I came out my soul without practicing, I still know the reason for this feeling." Tan Wu stared at Yunmu, hoping to find a trace of answer, but Yunmu Yicheng The unchanged expression disappointed Tan Wu again.

"Today, Yun Fan suddenly asked me about the soul power. Did you tell him this?" Yun Mu paused for a moment and looked at Tan Wu without any expression. This faint look made Tan Wu have the illusion of being killed by Yun Mu, so that he did not have any rebellious heart, and naturally nodded.

"Brother Tan, relax, I don't blame you." Yunmu pulled Tan Wu and sat down and gave him an apologetic look.

"It's okay... It's okay..." Tan Wu drank all the things in the glass, suppressed his shock, waved and smiled awkwardly, but he felt that he seemed to understand something.

Yun Fan, who was hiding in the distance and eavesdropping on Yunmu Tan Wu's conversation, suddenly felt a stinky smell coming to his face. He couldn't help turning his head in the direction of the source and couldn't help screaming. He had fangs of dozens of centimeters of cold light, and the gray wolf with green eyes rushed to his face.

However, just when Yun Fan couldn't dodge the wolf's mouth, a gray figure threw the wolf out fiercely. With a "bang", the gray wolf, which was one meter high and nearly two meters long screamed, and his voice gradually weakened.

Once again, Yun Fan, who was infinitely close to death, was not shocked, but he couldn't help but rush up when he looked at his father's figure.

No matter who you are or what you do, there is nothing in the world that is more difficult to give up than family affection. After rebirth, family affection is still irreplaceable.

What do you think if the villagers who are rushed by the news know that Yun Fan is not holding Yunmu excessively because of shock?