Qingwen relieved her doubts, and at the same time, she also summed up a few truths.

This is that the movement of the divine consciousness does not require physical exertion, the truth that the divine consciousness sees is in another time and space, and the divine consciousness transports the person to that time and place, but the human body does not need to arrive there.

And most importantly, although the consciousness feels empathy in the other world, as if there is a body there, in fact, the essence does not really feel and is not affected. Believing in this can give Qingwen a sense of security in the future iQue Center.

Qingwen has not ignored the point that the clown has hinted about, that is, if the mind exerts force, the place where the divine consciousness travels will not be affected, and this influence will also affect the current world of the body in the future.

Qingwen understands this truth, but she has not practiced it.

At this moment, the clown once again teleported Qingwen to the bloody battlefield......

On the battlefield, it is obvious that the Zhou army that once occupied the high ground has lost its position, and the banner on the top of the mountain has changed hands several times.

Next to the banner, there was a little slave with brown skin and vertical eyebrows, who was fighting left and right, not only dressed in rags, but also covered in blood, and it seemed that he had been waiting on the high ground for a long time, and was determined to die in battle and not retreat.

Qingwen looked at this little slave, and her face was a mold carved out of Jiao Da when he was young, and his dryness was also comparable to that of Uncle Jiao.

Could it be that this is the little slave who came to Nanzhou from Hu Rendui?

Sure enough, it was the younger version of Jiaoda.

Qingwen looked really bright. She has the heart to help Jiao Da resist desperately, but she has always remembered what the clown said, once she has a thought in her heart, it will not only change the history in the sea of memories in this divine consciousness, but also postpone this result to the present reality.

This change is fatal, so since Qingwen understood the clown's words, she has gone from being suspicious and disgusted to being suspicious, from being suspicious to being convinced now, and she is more and more afraid to act rashly.

The little slave waved the big knife on the left, and slashed the one again, and the whole body was splashed with blood, and it seemed that the tiger's mouth with the big knife had cracked, and it was the result of excessive force and desperate resistance.

Under the little slave, he really protected a dying old man. The old man did not look like a leader, but rather like a garbage picker, dressed in rags, and so weak that he was left to breathe.

The little slave is desperately trying to save his life is not the Zhou Qi that everyone is protecting, but this old immortal who is as cheap as grass, which is really ridiculous.

The Hu people used Hu language to abuse and joke contemptuously at this little slave who looked like a Hu man wearing a military uniform in the Southern Zhou Dynasty, as if to say, just rely on you, a traitor, and still want to dream of prosperity in the Southern Zhou Dynasty in the future? Look at my big knife!

The little slave jumped over the spear that the man swept over, and picked the Hu army under the horse with a knife, but unexpectedly, someone rolled and ran to his feet and stabbed him with a dagger.

The little slave screamed and jumped up so high that his feet were dripping with blood, but before he could dodge, he had already fallen in vain on the body of the old man he was covering. At this time, the flag around him had been snatched away by the Hu people, and the fierce Hu people easily tore the flag into several pieces.

Hu Jun shouted, as if the flag that symbolized victory had brought news of victory.

Taking advantage of the chaos, the little slave pretended to be dead and did not move.

Qingwen thought to herself, this little slave seems to be loyal to this Southern Zhou master who later recognized.

The Zhou army has begun to retreat, and the Hu people are not in a hurry to catch up, presumably, this face-to-face fight has also hurt the vitality of the Hu people a lot, and what the Hu people need at this moment is to rest in place.

When Qingwen was watching, she found that the Hu army was starting to move again one after another, and under the guidance of a young leader, the Hu army began to clean the battlefield like a grate comb in groups of three or five.

Qingwen knows very well that if this continues, then, soon, Hu Jun will investigate the little slave who pretended to be dead. When the time comes, the situation will be unpredictable.

Qingwen looked anxious, but there was nothing she could do. As a divine consciousness, she knew that she only had to watch, and there was no possibility of participation.

As Hu Jun slipped bayonets one by one, in order to completely solve the Zhou army lying on the ground, he began to become more and more perkinous in the position of the little slave lying on the old man's body.

Qingwen saw that the little slave was trying to hold her breath, thinking about passing this pass.

Somehow, Qingwen was in a trance and returned to reality. At this time, Jack was urinating on everyone's backs and said:

"Uncle Jiao, I just saw you when I was young, you, you are really unusual. ”

Qingwen thought to herself, the battle between you and Jiao Da seems to be an endless lawsuit.

I don't know if Jack is still in the fugue with her, so Qingwen listens with bated breath, only to hear Jack continue:

"Uncle Jiao (how did the uncle become an uncle, can it be said that respect for people can still be downgraded), I saw the bear you on the battlefield back then, you were not like our Zhou army at all in order to keep the banner, stunned on the top of the mountain that seemed to be about to be wiped out, desperate to be one as ten, do you think I am small, I can't understand? You are the only one who pretends to be dead, and moreover, you still fall on others, afraid of being knocked to the hard land. ”

Jiao Da was pierced by Jack's red face, of course, Qingwen can also have another interpretation of his embarrassing expression, that is, his old man has his own old pig kidney, no matter how your second master Bao pierces and exposes me, he is stunned and refuses to tell the truth.

is going to sit through the bottom of the prison, this is the dead pig in Qingwen's eyes who is not afraid of boiling water.

Jiao Da was just as Jack couldn't get the law to do, as Qingwen observed and expected, he didn't reply a word, as if, all of this had nothing to do with the bad old man who was now old and yellow, and his life was bleak.

Qingwen said, "My little ancestor, is it convenient for you?"

Jack nodded embarrassedly and said, "You know, a child's bladder ......."

Uncle Jiao, when you talked to him about serious things, he didn't take a stubble, you said something new, crossing, such as the word bladder, he immediately came to the spirit, sat down, this is not enough, and stepped forward to ask:

"Second Master Bao, what is that side and light?"