in the edge

Chapter 257 Sweet Home
What is home?
"As for home, let's have a place to put things."

While saying this, Du Chengfeng unfolded his saddle bag.

"Look, there are a lot more. I can't go out with such a lot of stuff every day, right? I have to have a place to put it."

"As for home... the place where I lived before."

When asked, Liu Bolun responded like this.

"It's useless for you to ask me about this thing. I left home to study when I was very young, so this thing is not that important to me. If I must say it, a place with wine is home. If there are two more beauties, Serving... Hey, why are you pushing me?"

"Don't listen to his nonsense, we know the answer."

The two gatekeepers pushed Liu Bolun aside, then turned around and answered.

"Home is a home. As the name suggests, there are treasures above and pigs below. There is a roof over the head to keep out the wind and rain, and there is food on the plate so that you can eat and drink enough. This is home... Just like when I was in Ziyang Academy, everyone's conditions In fact, it’s not that good, but as long as these books left by the mountain chief are still there, the family will still be there.”

"That's true."

Old man Qian Yuqian on the side also smiled and nodded.

"What? Are you asking me? This...how should I put it? Maybe home is where your loved ones are."

"I love hearing what you say."

Old man Yang Xuanyang also came over.

"As long as the relatives are still there, the family will be there, and as long as the descendants of the Yang family are still there, my Yang family will definitely..."

"Old Zhang Yang, you'd better say less."

Seeing that his family members were dead, old man Qian Yuqian felt depressed. Even Du Chengfeng's face was a little worried. Liu Bolun, who sensed that the atmosphere was not right, quickly came out to smooth things over.

"Who is that? Xiao Cui, please answer this."

"May I ask?"

Cui Yuan, who was stopped, came to his senses.

"Family...I don't have much experience with this. After all, I lost my parents when I was very young. If I have any idea of ​​home...that's probably it."

As he spoke, Cui Yuan raised his finger and pointed to the cart next to him.

On top of the cart, Carpenter Li, a wooden man, was leaning on a stick and watching his wife and two children eating. His face carved from wood was full of kindness.

"What? You want to ask me what my home is?"

The wooden man glanced at the stick in his hand, then at his wife and two children, before speaking slowly.

"Home... is home. It has a place to rest when you are tired, a place to sleep when you are sleepy. When the children grow up, they can also have a place to come back to when they are tired from wandering outside."

"It's...indeed."

Hearing what the wooden man said, everyone couldn't help but nodded.

As the saying goes, a tired bird returns to its nest and a fallen leaf returns to its roots. No matter what differences everyone has in their understanding of home, in the final analysis, everyone has one thing in common about home.

That's where to go back.

The word home seems to have some kind of magic power. It is obviously not a solid fortress, but as long as you return home and close the broken door, all the wind and rain will be blocked out, and the dangers and fears will not be able to enter. Inside, no matter how hard or tired you are outside, as long as you return home, you can always rest and be peaceful again.

"Then... go home!"

On top of the war horse, Du Chengfeng took the lead in waving his hand.

"go home!"

The refugee team, which numbered over a thousand people, erupted into uniform cheers.

They have been wandering for so long, they have been wandering around for so long, they have almost forgotten what it is like to live and work in peace and contentment - and now, not far away, their new home is there.

In their lifetime, they finally have a home to return to. "So...is this the wrong place?"

Looking at the small mountain col in front of them, the villagers began to scratch their heads.

"Isn't this kind of place not suitable for people to live in?"

"Why doesn't it fit?"

Du Chengfeng was a little embarrassed.

"Well...there are indeed better places nearby, such as going north to Liangzhou or Qizhou, or going east back to Dengzhou...but those places are already occupied by people, so it's not easy for us to go there and move there directly. Robbed it, right?"

"But a place like this..."

Seeing that the villagers were not very easy to talk to, Liu Bolun thought for a while and finally spoke.

"It's not even a matter of terrain. This should be the Longchuan Mountains, right? You choose a place like this with not much flat land... You can't just go into the mountains, right? What's the difference between that and bandits? ?”

"Oh, you tell me this, this is actually easier to handle."

Saying this, Du Chengfeng simply turned over and dismounted, and then jumped up, flying directly into the air.

Immediately afterwards, he also pulled out the thick sword.

"Isn't it just land preparation? This is too good to say."

boom--

With one swing of the sword, the ground shook.

After the smoke and dust in the sky dissipated, the mountain col between the two peaks had been completely flattened, forming a huge valley. Although the valley was still full of vegetation and rocks, anyone who looked at it could already call it a mountain. It is a geomantic treasure land.

"Surrounded by mountains, it's easy to defend but difficult to attack. What's more, in such a remote place, even if you spend your brains outside, you can't imagine that there are still people living here."

This is Du Chengfeng's idea of ​​​​purchasing a property. The first priority is safety.

"As for water, I saw a river more than ten miles away. I will go over and split the river into a branch later. Who else knows how to dig a well? I will help you find where there may be water. I will come back. Just blow out the well, or let Xiao Cui stab him with a few swords."

"This……"

Facing Du Chengfeng's feat of cutting through the mountains with one sword, the refugees and villagers were speechless for a long time.

Although they knew that Du Chengfeng was already very strong, they never imagined that he could be so strong. This feat of cutting through a mountain with a sword could really be called a miraculous feat - but what shocked them even more was that this power could actually be used in this way. .

Originally, in their understanding, when a strong man like Du Chengfeng used strength, he meant killing people, such as the rebel army taking the enemy's head from it, or the two armies standing in front of a cavalry against a thousand, so the strength should be used to kill people. That's the right time, and only then can the evil spirit show its power.

It is a life-killing iron, a killing knife, born to take human lives.

But now...

Can this power still be used like this?

Can this evil spirit not be used to kill people?

After witnessing this shocking sword, something heavy weighed on their hearts. Even though this sword did not kill anyone, it was far more shocking than killing a thousand people, or even killing ten thousand people.

“If you can think it, you can do it.”

Du Chengfeng, who fell from the air, sheathed his sword.

“We will build our own home with our own hands.”

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