After crossing, I surrounded the capital from the countryside

Just as Xu Qingqing and her family were resting in the small shabby house, the sound of doors opening could be heard from one household after another in Anping Village, which had been shrouded in darkness.

The sound of low footsteps gathered towards the temple...

"Village Chief, where exactly are Xu Qingqing's family from? Although they tried their best to conceal it, it's obvious that they can't be refugees."

"Yes, Village Chief, you let them stay in Anping Village and asked us to take good care of them. You have to let us know the reason, right?"

"That's right. As members of Anping Village, what is there that we shouldn't know?!"

"How many years has it been since we had new residents in Anping Village? Not only did they settle down right after they arrived, but they also asked you to take care of them like this?!"

The villagers were chattering non-stop. The village chief sat in the main seat, looking at the people sitting on the chairs below with a serious expression.

He said nothing, just looked at everyone calmly.

Gradually, the villagers also noticed the village chief's gaze. They stopped talking and looked at the village chief quietly, waiting for him to give them an explanation.

The village chief slowly glanced at the villagers and slowly uttered words that shocked everyone.

"The totem appeared."

!!!

"..."

"..."

"this!"

The villagers looked at each other, wondering if they had heard it wrong, and all looked in disbelief.

In fact, it is not just the village chief's family that has been passing down the mission of the mysterious tribe from generation to generation. The villagers also have it. It's just that the information and mission their ancestors received was not as clear as that of the village chief's family, so it has gradually become blurred in the inheritance over the years.

But the entire Anping Village knows that their village has been waiting for the mysterious totem to appear. This is a secret hidden in their blood that cannot be given up.

And after so many years, something that has not appeared in hundreds of years since our ancestors appeared at this time. How can this not be shocking?

One of the villagers couldn't help but speak up: "Village Chief, are you sure? This is not a joke!"

With this villager taking the lead, other villagers also began to raise questions.

"Yes, Village Chief, how come we have received the totem that our ancestors didn't?!"

"I don't believe it, how is it possible?!"

“Is there really such a thing?”

……

The villagers spoke fiercely and were full of doubts, but from their expressions, one could also glimpse a hint of excitement, after all, they had seen a totem that even their ancestors had never seen.

But besides being excited, there was also a hint of hesitation. After all, the appearance of this totem also indicated, in a certain sense, that the peaceful days of their Anping Village were coming to an end.

The village chief saw everyone's doubts and understood everyone's concerns. He slowly stood up and walked to the inner room, and soon took out a small locked wooden box from the room.

He took out the key from his bosom, opened the copper lock, took out the sheepskin inside, and handed it to the nearest villager.

"See for yourselves."

The villagers took the sheepskin with trembling hands and looked at the totem in their palms. At this moment, their hearts were filled with awe and excitement. For these villagers, this totem is the spiritual pillar passed down from generation to generation by their ancestors.

Taking over this totem means that from this moment on they will be given a special responsibility and mission.

Other villagers also saw it. They gradually gathered together and looked at the mysterious totem. Everyone's eyes gradually became firm. This responsibility that had been passed down for hundreds of years fell on their shoulders like an anchor of time.

"Village chief, what do we need to do?" The villager holding the totem raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, and asked with a firm expression.

Seeing that the other villagers were also looking at him with burning eyes, the village chief took a deep breath and said in a heavy tone: "Protect them well."

Such a simple sentence seemed to weigh a thousand pounds on the people present.

As we all know, the simpler things are, the more costly they are.

And this simple sentence of "protect them" seems to reveal the bloody storm that will follow and hint at the difficult road ahead.

There was a moment of silence, and the village chief sighed, "I'm counting on you all!"