Tears humming the ballad of Muyun, who can stop it, hugging when they meet on the narrow road

The yellow sand submerged the Muyun ballad, have you ever found it, this is my only sign

The tide bids farewell to the pastoral clouds, quiet to the hustle and bustle, burning after the dust settles

My name is Jiang Xiaoqi, this is the last ballad I heard in my memory of my previous life, maybe you won't believe it, but it's true, I was an "archaeologist" in my last life, and when I was digging an ancient tomb, I stepped on a wrong step, and then fainted inexplicably, and I arrived here when I woke up.

I don't know if I died in my previous life, or if my soul traveled and came here, the memories of my past life still echoed in my mind, very clearly, but I couldn't tell if it was a dream, or whether I was still sleeping in a dream.

......

On the hillside in the distance, a teenager crossed his hands behind his head, holding a dogtail grass in his mouth, crossed Erlang's legs and looked at the sky in front of him, and the scenes of the past in his mind were echoing, vivid, from the tomb robbers in the previous life to the cattle herding babies in this life, the only thing in common is that he is still alone, without parents, or he does not know who his parents are.

It's been twelve years since I came to this world, I don't know if I robbed the tomb in my last life and was punished by God, the first thing I saw when I came to this world was that I was surrounded by many people, running away in a panic, being chased and killed, until finally the old man died in front of me, and I was also brought here by the person called the old man Shi, now I think about it, everything seems to be very dreamy.

This world is different from the previous life, here, is a pure martial world, there are no developed technologies, there are no high-rise buildings everywhere, there are just jungles of the law of the jungle, there is a thing in this world, called spiritual power, the person who can have him, is respected as a warrior, and the warrior is the master of this world.

Fortunately, I am also one of them, but this secret is not far away, the small village where I have lived for twelve years, no one knows except Old Man Shi.

According to rumors, when a martial artist cultivates to a certain level, he can fly to the sky and escape to the earth, completely relying on his own strength, he can move mountains and reclaim the sea, if this idea is placed in his own world in his previous life, he will definitely be regarded as a madman and sent to a mental hospital, but here, it is almost common sense, just like the world in the previous life, everyone knows that the earth is round.

"Xiao Qi, Lao Li Tou in the next mountain is dead, you go and drive his body to the cemetery and bury it. ”

Just when Jiang Xiaoqi recalled the difference between the two worlds, a familiar and thick voice sounded in his ears, sighed leisurely, saw him turn over, take a sip, spit out the weeds in his mouth, walked to the side and pulled up the lazy old cow, and walked towards the direction of the village.

"Aunt Li, your cow is full, and I'll tie it here for you. ”

Standing outside the cowshed, Jiang Xiaoqi shouted at the inner room of the small courtyard, and hurriedly tied the cow to the stake, regardless of whether anyone responded to him or not, he turned around and walked outside the village.

The village is located in the remote mountains, although the location is remote, but the scenery is pleasant, the villagers are simple, although isolated from the world, but there is not much difference from the life that Jiang Xiaoqi once longed for, and the life without fighting with the world is very comfortable.

In front of him, the place he was going to was a relatively remote mountain, where only an old man lived, and the purpose of his trip was to help collect the corpse.

There is a rumor of this profession in the previous life, where they were called Xiangxi corpse chasers, who came out at night and day in the day, holding a copper bell and a copper gong pinned to their waists, striking and beating the living people to avoid, pasting a special yellow charm on the heads of the deceased, and the corpse chasers led them in front of the corpses and sent them back to their hometowns.

I thought it was just a folk rumor, but I never thought that the reincarnated self in this world turned out to be a corpse chaser who fantasized in his previous life, of course, unlike the former, he just helped those old people who had no relatives and no reason to find a place to live after death, not what he thought in his previous life.

"Since the opening of the Qu Chi, a drop of spiritual power will be born every day, and when the Qu Chi is completely filled, you will be able to open up the meridians and enter the next realm. ”

While going up the mountain along the remote road, while pouring wine into his mouth, Jiang Xiaoqi thought like this in his heart.

The martial world is dominated by cultivation, and the things required for cultivation are called spiritual power, and the spiritual power that exists in heaven and earth is infused into one's body with the practice as a guide, and cultivation is carried out according to the guidance of the exercises.

And Qu Chi is the first step on the road of martial arts cultivation, only those who can open up Qu Chi can use spiritual power as a medium, with the help of exercises to condense the source of spiritual power, and then fill Qu Chi, only when Qu Chi is filled to perfection, can go upstream, enter the next realm, Yangxi.

For martial artists, the best time to open up the Quchi is between the ages of ten and twelve, and I heard that in the big families of the outside world, those who have been named geniuses since they were young can open up the Quchi at the age of eight, and they can step into the Yangxi realm at the age of eleven.

And Jiang Xiaoqi, who opened up Quchi at the age of eleven, was not because of his lack of qualifications, but because Old Man Shi followed Mu Lao's last wish and didn't want him to step into the world of martial artists, after all, this world was chaotic, and he didn't want him to be too involved in the world, so he just spent his life peacefully.

For this reason, he was not given the exercises he needed to cultivate, so that he could not guide the spiritual power into his body, and then open up the Quchi, he thought that everything would go according to the trajectory of life, but unexpectedly, one day when Jiang Xiao was seventy-one years old, his body suddenly became like a bottomless pit, bursting out with a strong and inexplicable suction, and began to plunder frantically. The whale swallowed the spiritual power that existed between heaven and earth, so that in the end, the whole person was swollen like an inflated pufferfish, if there was no exercise to guide him and help him open up the Qu Chi and transform the spiritual power absorbed into his body, Jiang Xiaoqi would die because he could not withstand such a strong spiritual power explosion.

Helplessly, in the end, the old man Shi still taught him an exercise, but it was incomplete, and he could only cultivate to another realm after Yangxi, and if there was no corresponding exercise to guide the subsequent cultivation, Jiang Xiaoqi could only stop here in his life, and in this way, it could be regarded as complying with the last wish of the late old man.

Jiang Xiaoqi was noncommittal about Old Man Shi's approach, he came to this world inexplicably, he didn't know anything about the outside world, and only occasionally heard him mention it from Old Man Shi's mouth, although the life here was peaceful and quiet, but for him who had lived here for eleven years, he was gradually tired of it, and wanted to see the outside world and understand what kind of world it was.

"Squeak"

Pushing open the door, suddenly, a pungent fishy smell came, and the air was filled with the smell of decay, judging from the breath, the old man should have been dead for a few days, otherwise this strong stench would not be diffused. Jiang Xiaoqi covered his mouth and nose, moved his steps slowly, and searched for the old man's body from the messy room.

"Bang"

Looking around, without paying attention to his feet, Jiang Xiaoqi kicked on the messy pile of debris, bottles and cans were scattered all over the ground, several clay pots collided with ping-pong, and he wanted to raise his feet to leave, but after glancing, the clay pot that rolled down to the corner of the wall caught his attention, and the clay pot hit the wall of the earth and stone, knocking out a depression, revealing what was hidden in the wall.

Cautiously stepping over the pile of debris, Jiang Xiaoqi came to the wall where the clay pot hit, bent down and squatted, moved the basin-sized clay pot, and looked into the wall.

Gently rubbing with his hand, the wall was scattered with dirt, gradually revealing the stones piled up in it, in the center of the stone, a jade vial was neatly placed, there was no trace of dust on it, and the soil would not be contaminated in the slightest.

With a little curiosity, Jiang Xiaoqi carefully picked up the jade vial in the corner, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully, through the cracks in the house, the sunlight reflected on the jade vial, vaguely could be seen, there seemed to be a stone hidden in it, the size of a thumb, gently shaking the vial, you can hear the crisp sound from it, echoing in your ears.

Although he was curious in his heart, after all, this was the relic of the old man, without permission, it was better not to act rashly, thinking like this, Jiang Xiaoqi made a gesture to put the jade vial back in its original place, but at the moment when he was about to put it down, he suddenly found that at the bottom of the vial that had been placed before, there was an old parchment scroll covered with a note on it, looking at the handwriting of the ink marks, it should have been written by the old man before his death.

The wood is about to rot, and those who are destined to get it

Seeing the handwriting on the note, Jiang Xiaoqi didn't insist on putting it back anymore, casually threw the jade vial in the small medicine basket behind him, and instead picked up the old parchment roll under the note, shook off the dust on it, and looked at it fixedly.

The result made him a little disappointed, he couldn't find any handwriting on this old parchment scroll, and there was no pattern similar to the treasure field, compared to it, Jiang Xiaoqi was still more interested in the jade vial, shaking off the dust on his body, Jiang Xiaoqi slowly stood up, and also threw the old parchment roll into the small medicine basket behind him, and together with the jade vial, he lay quietly on the side of the herb.

Pinching his nose and walking to the bed in the hut, Jiang Xiaobai looked at the scene in front of him and was stunned, was the 'thing' lying on the bed a human being? Why did he have two wings curled up behind his back, and a walnut-sized eyeball in the center of his eyebrows, covered with dark lines.

And on the bed, there was a dark color everywhere, the dried blood stains at that time, looking along the black blood, happened to extend to the wings behind him, and the neat sheets were infected with black blood, exuding a thick stench, like rotten and mashed tofu, crawling with parasites, just this glance made Jiang Xiaoqi have an urge to retch.

Fortunately, in his previous life, he was doing tomb robbery, he had seen all kinds of weirdness, and smelled countless disgusting rancid smells, but the scene in front of him still made him almost vomit, which shows how disgusting the creature lying on the bed in front of him is.

"Is this Elder Li?"

Questioning himself with questioning words, Jiang Xiaoqi plucked up the courage to move forward, according to his judgment, the creature in front of him had been dead for a long time, and at this time, he just wanted to verify whether the person in front of him was the old Li he had seen in the past.

"Pedaling"

Seeing the face of the person lying horizontally on the bed, Jiang Xiaoqi couldn't help but take a few steps back and gasp, that's right, the unknown humanoid creature in front of him was the old Li he had seen, but why did he become like this after he died, or rather, he was not a human in the first place?

Such a thought flashed through Jiang Xiaoqi's mind, which suddenly made him feel cold, and a cold sweat broke out on his back, if the old Li in front of him was not a human being, then what was he? Moreover, in the village not far from here, are the people living there the same as the old Li in front of him, not what it seems?

This kind of thought flashed in Jiang Xiaoqi's mind one by one, and a chill rose in his heart, could it be that the village where he had lived for more than ten years had never been as he had seen, or did he think that he was an outlier among them, but now that outlier has become himself?

Jiang Xiaoqi didn't dare to continue thinking about it, because everything seemed to be unscrutinizing, if he was an ordinary person, twelve years ago, why did those people hunt him down and kill him? So many people fought for their lives to protect themselves, could it be said that he was really an outlier in their eyes?

But soon, such thoughts were extinguished by him, in the past, he had also buried many lonely deceased old people, and there had never been such a situation as Li Lao in front of him, perhaps, the outlier was just the old man in front of him.

Putting away the thoughts in his heart, Jiang Xiaoqi began to get busy, after all, the purpose of this trip was to collect the body of Li Lao, no matter what his identity was during his lifetime, now, he was just a deceased old man, as for who he was, in Jiang Xiaoqi's opinion, it was not so important.

According to the custom recorded in the previous life, the corpse chaser would paste a piece of yellow paper written in cinnabar at the door of the deceased's head, and then cover the head of the corpse with a black cloth.

However, for Jiang Xiaoqi, who was reincarnated as a human, there is obviously no more cumbersomeness, but runes are still needed, after all, the runes on the forehead need to be used as a medium to instill spiritual power, and then to manipulate the corpse, which was taught to him by the old man Shi, and the runes to be written to deal with the dead who died for different reasons will be different.

According to what Old Man Shi said, Li Lao, who was lying on the bed in front of him, should die of normal old age, this kind of rune is the most concise, just use pig blood or duck blood, draw a few strokes on the forehead of the corpse, and drive it with spiritual power, and the corpse will act according to the will of the corpse controller.

"Abu Mi Luo Suotuo"

The runes were carved on the old man's forehead, Jiang Xiaoqi's hands were drawn from the void, changing different gesture seals, and silently reciting obscure incantations in his mouth, and then, a trickle of water rushed out from the qu chi in his body, extending along the meridians in his body, flowing to the tips of his fingers, and with the gradual condensation of the handprints, the spiritual power surging in Jiang Xiaoqi's fingertips seemed to have a touch of connection with the runes carved in front of the old man's forehead.

"Up"

With Jiang Xiaoqi's low cry, the spiritual power of his fingertips gushed, and a thin line seemed to appear in the air, which gradually turned into substance, connecting his fingertips with the runes on the old man's forehead, but a long time passed, and the body of the old man lying on the bed still showed no sign of getting up.

"Huh, do you mean that the runes I carved are wrong?"

While muttering to himself, Jiang Xiaoqi moved his steps, leaned towards the bed, checked it, and found that there was no omission in the runes, and there was no mistake in the handprint he had condensed, otherwise, the connection in the air that seemed to be a substance would not appear.

"What went wrong?"

Holding his chin in one hand, Jiang Xiaoqi carefully looked at the deceased old man in front of him, trying to find the root of the problem.

"For the drive away corpses, ordinary people and warriors have an essential difference, according to the different causes of death, the runes that need to be carved are also different, among them, the most complicated, but the most used is the "He Killing Curse", as the name suggests, that is, the deceased is not a normal death, but due to external reasons, died at the hands of others, to drive away this kind of corpse, what is needed is his killing curse. ”

And at this time, in Jiang Xiaoqi's mind, the rules that the old man Shi once told him about the corpse drive were sounded, and the question in front of him should appear in this paragraph, because of the previous habit, Jiang Xiaoqi did not classify the old man in front of him as a martial artist, but as usual, inertia depicted the corpse chasing runes of ordinary people, and naturally there would be no change.

Finding the problem, Jiang Xiaoqi waved his hand, erased the rune carved in front of the old man's forehead, and began to engrave the corpse rune of the warrior with concentration, a long time passed, a brand new rune on the old man's forehead slowly solidified, and Jiang Xiaoqi's forehead was also covered with beads of sweat, although he had followed the old man Shi to learn the rune carving of his killing curse, but he had never used it on people's bodies, after all, most of the small villages were ordinary people.

Moreover, the runes for warriors are different from ordinary people, and the rune depiction of the former needs to use spiritual power as the main material, so as to attract the remaining spiritual power in the body of the deceased, and then drive away.

After a little rest, Jiang Xiaoqi got up again, and the spiritual power in the qu chi surged, extending to the tip of his right finger, and then, a strong suction force erupted from his body, and then turned into substance, connecting to the old man's forehead, but then, Jiang Xiaoqi remembered what Old Man Shi had mentioned to him, the old man in front of him was not killed by him, but died by natural causes, and the runes flashing in front of the old man's forehead at this time were used to drive away resentment.

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Xiaoqi made a gesture to stop it, and then, he was horrified to find that at this time, his spiritual power had been connected to his killing spell on the old man's forehead, and the next moment, he felt an indescribable suction erupt from his body, and then a violent spiritual power was pulled into his body by the suction that erupted in his body, which was extremely arrogant, like a flood dam, rushing into his Qu Chi, and the spiritual spring surging in the Qu Chi was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was about to fill his Qu Chi.

And the price of being forced to fill up the Quchi is like a bucket bearing the spring water outside its limit, so there is only one end, that is, it will be blown away, and right now, Jiang Xiaoqi is facing such a dangerous situation.

"Get the. ”

Feeling the changes in his body, Jiang Xiaoqi burst out, and the spiritual power in Qu Chi rushed out, wanting to forcibly interrupt the spiritual power connection, because at this time, he already felt that Qu Chi was about to reach the limit of the range he could bear, and if he continued, he would only be supported by this endless stream of spiritual power.

Because of his anxiety, Jiang Xiaoqi's eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes became prominent due to the continuous infusion of spiritual power in his body, and his entire body became inflated, looking like an inflated leather ball that would burst open at any time.

"Ahh

With Jiang Xiaoqi's miserable roar, the spiritual power connection was forcibly interrupted, and he was also shocked by the impact of the interruption, and slammed into the stone wall of the house, unconscious.