A long time later, Li Zi came back, and he looked excited. "Brother Fu, things went smoothly. Lord Yue agreed to you stay. When your injury is better, go to the ancestral temple to engrave the totem. No, this is how the totem of our tribe." He stretched out his arm and saw that on his strong muscles, a towering mountain peak appeared vividly. "Only a hunter as tough as a mountain can protect the peace of the village. Brother Fu, when you engrave it, you will officially become a part of the village."

"Okay!" Since you come, let's be at ease.

The night gradually became deeper, and the tired Fu Xingyun and Li Zi squeezed into a stone bed and fell asleep. He was not healed by serious injuries and needed not only food, but also sleep.

The next morning, the old woman who had been in a coma for a day and a night finally woke up. "Cough cough..." Her cough woke them up. "Little plum, how could there be a dragon smell in the room?"

"Old woman, you've gotten through it again." Little Lizi responded sleepyly. "What dragon? Why do you talk nonsense when you wake up?"

The so-called speaker is unintentional and listens with intention. The old woman's words made Fu Xingyun extremely afraid. He came from the Dragon Path, could there be something left on his body? It shouldn't be that she is just a mortal and does not have this ability.

"Old woman, I had a beautiful dream and woke up with a smile." She said haha.

"What kind of dreams have? Tell me." Little Lizi climbed to her side as usual.

"I dreamed of a big bowl of dragon soup. I drank it hard but couldn't finish it until I vomited it."

Little Lizi was amused when she heard this. "Old woman, what kind of dream is this? You really drank a big bowl of soup, but it was not dragon soup, but fish soup. No wonder, how did you say nonsense? It turned out that it was a dream to make it."

"Is that true! Haha..." the old woman grinned and showed her black, incomplete teeth.

"Old woman, our family has added another new member. Let me introduce it. This is Brother Fu." He helped the old woman up from the stone bed.

"What?" The old woman narrowed her eyes that were scrapped at any time.

"Hello, old woman." Fu Xingyun greeted.

"You are?" She was a little overwhelmed.

"Old woman, I picked up Brother Fu from Longtan." Li Zi added. "He is seriously injured and needs care."

"What, Longtan!" Her hands trembled.

"Yes, Lord Yue has agreed to stay in the village, and the three of us will live together in the future."

"Okay!" A smile appeared on her old face. "Welcome, this room is getting more and more lively."

At this time, the sound of a trumpet sounded not far away.

When Little Lizi heard this, she picked up the quiver. "Old woman, Brother Fu, you have a good rest, I'm going to practice arrows." The children in the village started to touch arrows when they were three years old, and could pull the bow at the age of four. When they were five years old, they could shoot the first arrow, and when they were six years old, they could hit the bull's eye. When they were seven years old, they could go hunting with adults.

After the chattering little plum leaves, the room becomes much deserted.

"Little Fuzi!" The old woman's voice was hoarse and vicissitudes. "Although you are a few years older than Li Zi, in my opinion, you are all children, so it doesn't matter if you call you like this."

Xiao Fuzi, this is really a strange name. Fu Xingyun never thought he would have such a name, but it seemed very friendly. "It doesn't matter, old woman, just call me that in the future."

"Okay, okay, okay..." the old woman nodded. "Xiao Fuzi, where is your hometown? Do you have any relatives?"

"I don't remember!"

"It's so pitiful." The old woman looked sad. "Little Fuzi, don't worry, maybe one day I will remember it, so that you can find yourself back."

Retrieve yourself! "It's not easy!" Fu Xingyun looked into the distance.

"It's not yours, I can't force it, but if it belongs to you, it will never be lost. You must believe that it is the best arrangement at the moment." She is over fifty years old and has experienced vicissitudes of life. Her words say are profound but unpredictable.

"Old woman, I'm too seriously injured and want to lie down for a while." He is really a mortal when he eats and sleeps.

"Sleep, old lady, I will continue to have beautiful dreams. Life is very hard, only dreams are sweet."

The elderly, weak, sick and disabled, and none of the three of them could go out to hunt, so the food they obtained was extremely rare.

"The soup is here." Little Li Zi brought a bowl of steaming soup. "Today, Lord Yue shot a roe deer. I have heard that roe deer soup can refresh the spirit and nourish the stomach. Old woman, you are weak during this period, so take a sip." He handed the stone bowl to the old woman.

"Okay, then I'll drink it first." The old woman took the stone bowl and took a sip. "It tastes so good. I've been greedy. Xiao Fuzi, you need to replenish your nutrition. This way you recover faster, so drink a few more sips." She handed the stone bowl to Fu Xingyun again.

He also only took a sip. "Little Li, you are growing up. My old woman and I have drunk it, and the rest belongs to you."

Little Lizi took the stone bowl, took a sip, and then pretended to burp. "Actually, on the way home, I couldn't help but drink a few sips, and I was overwhelmed. Old woman, you should drink more, don't wake up because of a weak body."

"My life is hard, and I can breathe for at least ten years." She picked up the stone bowl and took another sip. "I have a yellow stomach and my stomach is not good. I can't digest it if I drink too much, and I can't waste food anymore." After that, she handed the stone bowl to Fu Xingyun again.

A bowl of shallow broth was turned into three rounds before drinking it. Fu Xingyun will never forget this poor but warm years.

Perhaps the food was moistening, and a month later, he was able to barely support his body, and he helped the stone wall walk around.

"That's great, Brother Fu, at this speed, you will be able to walk normally soon." Little Lizi was as happy as a sparrow.

The old woman also showed a gratified smile on her old face. "Xiao Fuzi, take it step by step, you can't take it too fast, you will fall."

"I know, I will get used to it." This may be the happiest thing since Huafan. "Little Lizi, take me to engrave the totem tomorrow."

"Brother Fu, the sealed totem will shed a lot of blood. Your body has just improved, so don't worry, take a rest for a while before talking about it."

"I can't always eat idle food here. I was unable to move before and had no choice but to do some simple chores to change a bowl of broth and improve our lives."

"Xiao Fuzi, don't force me." The old woman didn't agree. "Let Xiao Lizi go to Longtan a few more times."

"This is not a long-term solution, don't worry, I won't have any trouble." Fu Xingyun's attitude was firm.

"Okay!" Little Lizi finally agreed.

The next day, they came to the ancestral temple. Unlike other stone houses, the ancestral temple was covered with wooden stakes. Not only that, the stone walls were also painted with various patterns.

"Brother Fu, every wooden stake and every mural here represent the big events that have happened in the village."

"I see."

"The Ancestral Temple is one of the most sacred places in the village, enshrined in the spiritual positions of leaders of all generations and the weapons they used. It can be said that the Ancestral Temple represents the origin and inheritance of the village."

The sealed totem is part of the inheritance!

Fu Xingyun never thought of staying. He was a passerby and would leave one day. The sealing of totem was just a temporary solution. But after seeing Little Lizi so devout, he felt a little disgusted.

The person in charge was an elderly old man with wrinkled skin and bony skin. He had no animal skin on his upper body, was shirtless, and just simply covered his lower body.

"Hello, I have reported to Lord Yue. Today I specially brought Brother Fu to engrave this clan's totems. Please take the knife."

The old man looked at Fu Xingyun casually. "There is no turning back when you get out of the knife, you can think clearly."

"Yeah" Fu Xingyun nodded. It was just a pattern, even the inner demon vow was not as good as that, so he was not afraid.

"Okay!" The old man stood up from the stone bench and picked up a sharp knife. When he took the knife, his lazy intention was swept away, and instead he showed his sharpness and was full of energy. Can the knife change a person? No, he just returned to a certain state. When he was young, he must be a good knife player.

Fu Xingyun untied the animal skin and exposed his arms. "Please!"

Little Li Zi once said that it would hurt and bleed when engraving the totem, but these are not problems.

The sharp blade wandered on his charred arms, and the pain caused by the cleavage turned into a storm and swept his whole body. His face remained unchanged and remained indifferent.

The blade and the bone collided with each other and made a crisp sound, which was a sound that could penetrate the soul. Even the little Lizi watching on the side couldn't help but scream, but he was still calm. Finally, Lizi couldn't help asking, "Brother Fu, don't you feel pain?"

"It hurts, but it can be tolerated!" The calm was surprisingly calm.

After half an incense stick, the old man put away his knife. "The human body has patterns, and everyone is different. If you struggled a little just now and the patterns changed, then you will no longer be you."

What kind of consciousness? Is it possible that there are deep-seated requirements for getting a knife? "Then have I changed?"

"I don't have the ability!" The old man shook his head. "I can't see your patterns, I just carved a random painting."

What is this consciousness? Fu Xingyun glanced at the mountain totem on his arm, and then looked at the mountain totem on Little Li Zi’s arm, exactly the same. But why did he say that his only one painting? Is it not just a painting on Little Li Zi’s arm!

There is no turning back when you get the knife, it is of far-reaching significance! It seems that the engraving of the totem is not as simple as the surface!

"It's OK!" The old man put the knife in his skin.

"Thank you!" Fu Xingyun stood up with difficulty, he limped and left with Li Zi.

The old man looked at Fu Xingyun's back and thoughtfully. "Man has patterns, only immortals do not. Who is he sacred!"
Chapter completed!