"Commander Qian, you don't have to talk about this anymore, wait for the Holy Lord to reply, let's see how it goes." Cheng Siping said to Qian Shi.

"General Cheng, we can't leave Fangjia Village, if we really leave Fangjia Village, Fangjia Village will become the target of the attacks of the clans and sects, do you want to see Fangjia Village like this?" Although Qian Shi couldn't accept Fang Jing's death, Fang Jing was an immortal in his heart, how could an immortal die? But now that this is the case, what can I do? But as long as the soldiers in the camp are there, then at least no one will dare to come to the door to find trouble.

"Commander Qian, we don't say anything about this, everything depends on the meaning of the saint, even if we want to be stationed in Fangjia Village all the time, but after all, we have to obey the will of the saint to do things, alas." Cheng Siping has always been unable to accept Fang Jing's death in his heart, but now that it is so, he has no good way.

At the village leader's house, several village elders and some villagers gathered together to discuss what happened after Fang Jing's death.

"Everyone, set a date, this matter can only be blamed on our Fangjia Village for not having that blessing, everything is fate." Muramasa sighed heavily and said with tears in his eyes.

"Jing Wazi, what a good little offspring, if you say no, it's gone, let's do it in the future?" At this time, the village elder was like the village masa, wiping his tears, but he didn't know what to do in the future.

"Then let's set it in three days, three days later is an auspicious day, I hope that Jing Wazi will have a good reincarnation in the next life." Fang Youcai didn't know what to say, three days later maybe it would be the end of everything, seeing that Fangjia Village was getting rich, but all this was like a dream, everything would return to the original point, and after Fang Jing was gone, it was estimated that it would slowly return to before.

Everyone present knew that as long as Fang Jing died, those gentlemen in the school, as well as the soldiers in the camp on the other side of the big banyan tree, would leave, and as for the medical school that was to be built, it would also be suspended.

Three days later, the village was holding a coffin, came out of the ancestral hall, and walked towards Fang Jing's house, the big and small, old and young in the village, as well as the money to serve them, Sun Simiao and them, and the gentlemen of the school, all quietly went to Fang Jing's house.

Today, everyone is going to send Fang Jing on the last ride, even if it is just a formality, these people have to take a walk, because Fang Jing has different feelings for them, and if they can send one, they can be regarded as worthy of Fang Jing.

"Brother, wake up, wake up." Fang Yuan's hysterical shouts at this time pulled Fang Jing, but Fang Jing was still as usual, everything was so real, Fang Jing was really dead in the eyes of everyone, and only his little sister Fang Yuan had never believed that his brother would die, his brother was a god, how could an immortal die?

"You all go away, don't touch my brother, don't touch my brother." Just as everyone came to Fang Jing's house, the villagers were about to go over and carry Fang Jing into the coffin, Fang Yuan held a bamboo branch left over from Xiong Er's eating in his hand, waving it to prevent anyone from approaching.

"Xiao Tuanzi, your brother is dead, let's bury Jing Wazi in the ancestral land, Xiao Tuanzi, don't make trouble." Muramasa walked over, looking at Fang Yuan, who was already a little enchanted, and didn't know how to comfort him, the deceased was great, which was very clear in Muramasa's heart.

"You all go away for me, my brother is not dead, and none of you can bury my brother." Fang Yuan continued to wave the bamboo branches, and his tears had long since begun to know how much he had flowed.

Fang Yuan only had one thing in her heart, her brother could only be at home, and she would accompany her brother, not to mention that she firmly believed that her brother was not dead.

"Xiao Tuanzi, let it go, Jing Wazi is dead." Zhang Xiaoxia covered her mouth and ran over to hug Fang Yuan, she didn't want to do this herself, but people have to be buried when they die, not to mention that Fang Jing has been dead for more than a month, if she is not buried, the corpse will rot, and you can't keep a corpse at home.

"I don't, I don't, brother, brother." The scene was a little chaotic, the villagers, under the command of the village leader, entered the hall and carried Fang Jing out, but Fang Yuan's little hand just didn't let go and grabbed Fang Jing's clothes, and even several villagers were a little overwhelmed.

"Let it go, Xiao Tuanzi, Jing Wazi is dead." Chen Erlin also walked over and grabbed Fang Yuan's little hand, but he couldn't pull Fang Yuan's little hand away, and still grabbed Fang Jing's clothes.

The scene was a little embarrassing, and I didn't know how to proceed, in front of the open space, surrounded by so many people, looking at a sister's attachment to her brother, say not moved, it's basically impossible, but all this is in the eyes of everyone, thinking about the moment when Fang Jing was still alive in the past, if Fang Jing didn't die, then the best thing.

"Huh? What are you doing? Just as everyone was silently looking at Fang Yuan, Fang Jing at this time woke up from his epiphany, or rather, the white space retreated.

"This ...... This ......" All the people present were so frightened that they didn't know what to do after suddenly hearing Fang Jing's voice, and the few people who were carrying Fang Jing directly threw Xia Jing and ran away.

"Brother, brother." After Fang Yuan heard Fang Jing's voice, he immediately hugged Fang Jing, just like he was afraid that his brother would leave her again.

And Chen Erlin and his wife, who were standing in the hall, were even more stunned on the spot, not knowing whether Fang Jing was a human or a ghost, and the little babies in the hall were even more panicked.

As for everyone outside the gate, they were all stunned on the spot, all this seemed so unreal, everything seemed to be illusory, after death, where is the possibility of resurrection? It's absolutely fake, absolutely fake, that's what all of them think.

Fang Jing, who came to his senses, was thrown directly to the ground by several villagers, which made him a little inexplicable, and his little sister only knew that she was crying tightly in her arms, whether it was in the hall or outside the gate, there were so many people standing, could it be that she came to watch herself? Besides, what do you have to watch?

"Jing Wazi, are you dead?" Muramasa approached Fang Jing, looked at it and asked.

After hearing Muramasa's question, how could Fang Jing feel that this was a little familiar? Yes, it seems that he has heard it, Fang Jing suddenly remembered that the next morning when he just crossed over, Mura Zheng also asked like this, Fang Jing immediately passed by a group of alpacas in his heart, he was just thinking about something in a daze, and Mura Zheng asked himself such a sentence, so that Fang Jing could not refute it.

"Muramasa, what you said, I was just in a daze, thinking about something, why did you say that I was dead, you still have so many people to watch me, what are you doing?" Fang Jing hugged Fang Yuan, who was sobbing, and stood up from the ground, looking at this large number of people, he didn't know how to describe it.

"Jing Wazi, are you really not dead?" Muramasa approached Fang Jing again, and after looking at it, he made sure that Fang Jing seemed to be really fine, and reached out to probe Fang Jing's nostrils.

"Jing Wazi is not dead, Jing Wazi is not dead." After the village was confirmed, he was overjoyed and shouted loudly to the villagers in front of the clearing.

"Jing Wazi is not dead, that's great, that's great." After hearing Murazheng's words, the village elders were overjoyed, but they were a little confused about Fang Jing's state for more than a month, but in their hearts, as long as Fang Jing was not dead, as for the rest, they didn't want to care about anything anymore.

"Jing Wazi is not dead, it's good that she is not dead, okay." The villagers also began to react one after another.

“……”

According to their diagnosis, Fang Jing must have been dead for an unknown amount of time, but now, he has come back to life, and he is very curious in his heart, this matter has to be asked clearly, and even has to be studied and studied.

If Fang Jing knew that Sun Simiao had such thoughts in their hearts at this time, he would run as far as he could, saving Sun Simiao from opening a hole in him.

Because of Fang Jing's resurrection, everyone present had a question in their hearts, but it was difficult to ask at this time, so they could only wait until they found an opportunity to investigate in the future.

Then, everyone came over and greeted Fang Jing a few words, and after two or three quarters of an hour, after getting that Fang Jing really wouldn't die again, they began to disperse one after another, so that Fang Jing didn't understand what was going on until now, because when he saw the villagers leaving with a coffin, there were even 10,000 alpacas floating in Fang Jing's heart.

Everyone left, what was originally a funeral turned into a happy event, and the happiest one belonged to Fang Yuan, who was being held in Fang Jing's arms at this time, staring at Fang Jing all the time, and never let go of a moment.

"Okay, little sister, brother, I can't hold you all the time." Fang Jing let go of the little sister in her arms and stood quietly on the spot, but Fang Yuan kept holding Fang Jing's clothes and didn't let go, Fang Jing didn't pull them off even if she wanted to, so she had to follow her.

Chen Erlin and his wife, Lu Jing, and the little babies in the family who were standing in the hall all looked around Fang Jing, trying to see something from Fang Jing's body, but all of this seemed to be as usual, there was no change, except for the fact that Fang Jing was a little dirty for more than a month, there was nothing else.

"Fang Jing, can you solve the old man's confusion? How did you manage to come back from the dead? Sun Simiao and the others were still standing outside the gate, and of course, Qian Shi and them were also there.

"Mr. Sun, how can you come back from the dead? I don't even know what you're talking about? I didn't even figure this out just now, can you solve my confusion first? Fang Jing felt strange in his heart, just now the villagers gathered in front of their house, except for some greetings, that is, if Jing Wazi was not dead, the most asked question was 'Jing Wazi, you won't die again', so that Fang Jing didn't know what happened until now.

"Fang Jing, have you been in suspended animation for more than a month? You don't eat, you don't drink, you don't breathe, you don't have a heartbeat, at first you still have some body temperature, but then later, the body temperature is gone, it's as cold as a dead corpse, so everyone thinks you've been dead for a long time, even me and Miao Feng haven't figured out what's going on with you, and in the end, you can only be characterized as a fake death at the beginning, until the end, you are sure that you are dead, but now, you are resurrected again, can you explain this confusion to the old man? From the very beginning, Sun Simiao talked about everything that happened just now, and in Fang Jing's ears, he felt like he was telling a story.

"Mr. Sun, I can't say anything about this matter first, I haven't figured out the situation yet, let's talk about it in a few days, okay? Please go back first, let me be quiet for a while. After Fang Jing listened, he looked at Chen Erlin and his wife, as well as the little babies in the family, and after getting their nods, he was sure that what Sun Simiao said was true.

"Then I'll check your pulse first." Sun Simiao looked at Fang Jing and confirmed that Fang Jing didn't seem to know about this matter, and then said casually.

Fang Jing handed over his hand and checked Sun Simiao's pulse, when Sun Simiao's three fingers were placed on Fang Jing's vein, he felt Fang Jing's pulse again, and after half an hour, he was sure that Fang Jing was strong enough to kill a cow, so he got up and said goodbye to Miao Feng and left.

"Don't speak, let me be quiet for a while, and go back to your camp first." Fang Jing stopped Qian Shi and Cheng Siping, many of their generals and colonels from stepping forward to speak.

Qian Shi looked at Fang Jing, then at Cheng Siping and them, and then raised his legs and walked towards the big banyan tree camp, there were a lot of questions in his heart, and he didn't know what was going on, but he was thinking in his heart that he had to hurry back to the camp, write a letter to Chang'an, and hand it to Li Shimin, I don't know what kind of expression Li Shimin would have after receiving a letter from Fang Jing's death before and after, and then receiving a letter from Fang Jing's death and resurrection.