Siheyuan: I, He Yuzhu, beat up all the beasts!

"The cave in the north?" He Yuzhu frowned. "It is said that the place is full of dangers. Even the bravest hunters dare not set foot there easily."

"That's right, but for the sake of world peace, we must give it a try." There was no sign of retreat in He Yuzhu's eyes.

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight penetrated the mist and shone on the village, He Yuzhu and his party were ready to go. The villagers spontaneously gathered at the entrance of the village to see them off.

"Be careful, heroes!" The children waved their hands, their eyes full of admiration.

"We will, and please protect yourself." He Yuzhu responded with a smile, then turned around and led the team.

Wu embarked on a new journey.

After passing through dense forests and climbing over towering mountains, they finally arrived at the legendary northern cave. There was a gust of cold wind at the entrance of the cave, and a creepy hum echoed, as if it was the call of some unknown creature.

"Let's go in, the truth is inside." He Yuzhu took a deep breath, stepped into the cave first, and the others followed closely.

The cave twisted and turned, and the light became dimmer and dimmer until it was completely dark. Just as everyone lit torches and explored carefully, a low roar suddenly sounded, and then a huge shadow suddenly jumped out from the darkness!

"Get ready for battle!" He Yuzhu shouted, and at the same time quickly drew his sword. With a flash of silver light, he started a fierce fight with the unknown monster.

The battle was extremely difficult, but with tacit cooperation and unyielding will, they finally defeated the guardian deep in the cave. Where the monster fell, a fragment shining with strange light lay quietly there, as if waiting for their arrival.

"We did it!" He Yuzhu panted, tears of excitement flashing in his eyes.

He Yuzhu gently picked up the piece of debris and felt a warm power surging into his heart.

"There are still more fragments waiting for us, and the road is still long, but we will not give up." (Haonuo Zhao)

When they returned to the village with the newly found fragments, they were greeted not only with cheers and celebrations, but also with deep respect and hope.

"You really did it!" The village chief excitedly shook He Yuzhu's hand, "Your courage and persistence give us all hope."

"Village chief, this is just the beginning." He Yuzhu replied modestly, the fragments in his hand glowing slightly, reflecting on his resolute face, "We still have more challenges to face."

The villagers gathered around them, talking in a flurry, their voices filled with curiosity and awe.

"Look, the fragments seem to have life!" an old man exclaimed, with an unprecedented brilliance flashing in his eyes.

"They are really the chosen ones!" A little girl pulled her mother's clothes, her eyes full of longing for heroes.

"He Yuzhu, where are you going next?" A young hunter squeezed into the crowd and asked eagerly, "If possible, I would like to join you!"

He Yuzhu looked around and felt everyone's expectations and trust. He slowly said, "Our next stop is the Misty Swamp in the east. According to ancient records, there is a forgotten relic hidden there, which may be related to the other fragment."

"Misty Swamp?" There was a cry of surprise from the crowd. It was a mysterious place that was not even marked on the map. According to legend, it was full of deadly traps and indescribable horrible creatures.

"Yes, I know it is dangerous, but for the sake of this world, we must move forward bravely." He Yuzhu clenched his fists, his eyes were firm, and his determination infected everyone.

"We support you!" a strong man shouted loudly, and then the whole village burst into thunderous applause and shouts of encouragement.

As night fell, He Yuzhu and his teammates sat around the campfire, discussing the upcoming adventure. Under the light of the fire, everyone's face was filled with determination and expectation.

"This time we not only want to find the fragments, but also uncover the truth behind those ancient legends." He Yuzhu

The light passed through the dancing flames, as if it had seen the many difficulties and challenges ahead.

"By the way, He Yuzhu, did you feel anything special when you touched the fragments just now?" He Yuzhu suddenly asked. He remembered that He Yuzhu seemed to have some kind of mysterious connection with the fragments before.

He Yuzhu pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Indeed, there is a warm and ancient power that seems to be guiding me forward. I think these fragments are not only the source of power, they may also carry the memory and mission of the guardian."

"Then we must not let this trust down." The wise man Lao Li in the team said with emotion, "The discovery of each fragment is a decryption of history and another illumination of the future."

As they talked, the night deepened and the stars were shining brightly, heralding the beginning of a new journey. In the silence, He Yuzhu stood up and looked towards the unknown horizon in the distance.

"Tomorrow, let us step into the fog hand in hand and uncover the mystery of history." He Yuzhu's words echoed in the night sky, and his teammates' gazes also focused, as if they could penetrate the darkness and see the mysterious place shrouded in fog.

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight penetrated the mist and shone on the village, He Yuzhu and his team were already ready to go. The villagers spontaneously gathered at the entrance of the village to see them off. The children held wild flowers in their hands and rushed to hand them to them, their eyes full of admiration and reluctance.

"You must come back safely!" The little girl cried as she clutched the corner of He Yuzhu's clothes tightly.

He Yuzhu squatted down and gently touched her head: "Don't worry, we will bring back more hope. You also need to grow up quickly and become the pride of the village."

After bidding farewell to the reluctant villagers, the group set out on their journey to the Misty Swamp. Along the way, they passed through lush forests and winding rivers. Everywhere they went, they could always hear stories about their deeds spread among passers-by.

"Have you heard? They are the ones who found the lost fragments and saved our world!" In the teahouse, two travelers whispered to each other, their eyes full of surprise.

"It's incredible that those heroic stories I heard when I was a child turned out to be true!" another young man took over the conversation, with a longing gleam in his eyes.

When they passed through a small town, an old blacksmith with greasy hands stopped working in front of the blacksmith shop, looked up at the marching team in the distance, and murmured to himself: "It's great to be young, to have dreams and courage. May the gods bless you and help you find your own legend~."

At the edge of the misty swamp, the fog was lingering, as if it could swallow up all the light. He Yuzhu stopped and looked back at his teammates who were following him. Everyone looked solemn, but also determined.

"Are we ready-?" he asked softly.

"No matter what the road ahead holds, we will go together." He Yuzhu's answer was firm and powerful, and the others nodded.

The moment they stepped into the mist, the light around them dimmed rapidly, leaving only the faint light from the torches in their hands. In the mist, a low roar could be heard faintly, giving people a chill.

"What's that sound?" a young woman in the team asked nervously.

"It's the guardian in the mist, a legendary creature." Lao Li explained in a low voice, his eyes showing both worry and excitement. "It seems that the test will come sooner than we thought."

Just as everyone was on guard, a huge crocodile-like monster with wings suddenly rushed out of the fog and pounced on them. The team quickly dispersed and each looked for a fighting position.

"Keep calm and act according to the plan!" He Yuzhu shouted, and the fragments in his hand suddenly shone brightly, turning into a shield blocking everyone, and the monster's attack was bounced away.

This scene not only shocked the teammates, but also frightened other creatures hidden in the fog in the distance, and they dared not approach easily.

"This...what kind of power is this?" He Yuzhu looked at He Yuzhu in disbelief.

He Yuzhu smiled slightly, that smile showed both confidence and awe of the unknown: "It seems that the fragments are not only the target we are looking for, they are also choosing us and giving us the power to protect this world."

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As the battle continued, He Yuzhu and his teammates gradually went deeper into the foggy swamp. Every time a crisis was resolved, they became more convinced of their mission and responsibility.

Just as they were about to reach the entrance of the ruins, a deep and ancient voice sounded in their hearts: "Brave travelers, you have proven your worth. But the real test has just begun..."

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As the words fell, an ancient stone door appeared in the mist, engraved with traces of time and mysterious runes that they had never seen before.

"Is this our destination?" He Yuzhu asked, with a tone that contained both anticipation and uneasiness.

"It seems so." He Yuzhu walked forward and reached out to touch the runes. A strange energy flowed through his fingertips, causing him to tremble involuntarily.

"These runes seem to be telling something, an ancient knowledge about power and sacrifice."

"Sacrifice?" Zhao Qing, a member of the team, said with a slightly changed expression, "You mean, to open this door, we need to pay a price?"

"History is always written with blood and tears." He Yuzhu's eyes became deep, "But in order to uncover the truth, for the sake of our world, any price is worth it."

As everyone was silent, thinking about the upcoming challenge, a slight laugh echoed in the mist, neither malicious nor completely friendly.

"Haha, young explorers, I admire your courage." A figure slowly walked out of the fog. It was an old man with strange clothes and wrinkles on his face. He was holding an intricately carved cane.

"I am the guide in the mist, waiting for someone who is qualified for a long time."

"Guide?" He Yuzhu frowned and looked up and down at the old man who suddenly appeared, not sure whether he was an enemy or a friend.

"Yes, I can help you open this door, but before that, you must pass my test." The old man's eyes swept over everyone one by one, and finally stopped at He Yuzhu, "Especially you, the chosen one of the fragments, your will will be the key."

"Test?" He Yuzhu straightened his back and looked determined. "Please tell me. We are willing to accept any test."

The old man nodded with satisfaction and tapped the ground lightly with his cane. The mist around him began to swirl, forming vivid pictures that were fragments of the past, moments in history, and omens of the future.

"What you see is the river of time, through which you will face your deepest fears, your most desired dreams, and possible failures." The old man's voice floated in the wind, "Only by understanding and accepting all of this can you obtain the key to open that door."

In the picture, He Yuzhu saw the scene of his own failure, his teammates fell around him, and the world fell into despair. He Yuzhu saw that he had betrayed his beliefs, chose a comfortable life, and gave up the dream of adventure.

Everyone's heart was touched, and fear and struggle were intertwined in their hearts.

"This...this is..." Zhao Qing's voice trembled. What she saw was the pain of losing loved ones, which was the memory she had been avoiding.

"Face it, accept it, and then surpass it." The old man's voice was like warm sunshine, penetrating the cold fog, "Remember, true strength comes from inner tenacity and perseverance..."

After a fierce mental struggle, the team members' eyes gradually became firm. They seemed to have grown a lot at this moment. They were no longer just explorers, but brave men who could bear the weight of the world.