Cover the earth and build the grave.

During the entire process, no other anomalies occurred.

Even before the soil was covered, the village chief had the courage to go down to the grave again, but he did not find the coffin board under his feet, and there was a sound of being constantly scratched.

The village chief is still quite satisfied with this result.

Even in today's burial process, others have seen that something is wrong.

But as long as it wasn't for his old father who cheated the corpse and lifted the coffin board to come on the spot, the village square dance that he was obsessed with on weekdays was already a blessing in misfortune.

Therefore, the village chief, who had palpitations, naturally expressed his gratitude to Zhang Dixian without a mouth.

And repeatedly said: Zhang Dixian is worthy of being the only disciple of Zhang Lao Dixian, and his means are really extraordinary; if there is any happy event in ten miles and eight villages in the future, he will definitely strongly recommend Zhang Dixian to others to contact.

Everything was done, and it was already past six o'clock in the evening.

Zhang Wei rejected the village chief's family and let him have dinner before leaving.

On the one hand, it is too late, and it takes Zhang Wei more than two hours to drive from Maopeng Village to his residence at the end of Baoqing City.

There really wasn't much time to delay in this remote mountain village.

On the other hand, it is also the most important point.

Ever since the gray breath entered his body, Zhang Wei felt that his whole body was very cold, and even under the gentle evening breeze, he was actually shivering a little.

Now hurry home and take a hot shower to dispel the cold on your body.

In Zhang Wei's faintly uneasy feeling, he was ready to take some special measures to drive the cold out......

Don't care about yourself, it's quite a weird chill.

Today's harvest still makes Zhang Wei satisfied; in addition to the temporary addition of the big red envelope, there is also a small red envelope that was originally promised.

The small red envelope is 688 yuan, which is nearly 3,000 yuan in total, which is enough for his living expenses for ten days.

There is also the big rooster that weighs more than eight pounds, a piece of pork belly weighing more than a pound, and a few fruit snacks, all of which have been worshiped to the dead before.

The village chief also let Zhang Wei take it away and enjoy it in accordance with the rules that have always been followed.

With these hard dishes, when he goes home and cooks another twenty catties of rice, he can have a delicious meal tonight without spending too much money.

The astonishing amount of food is also the reason why Zhang Wei has always tried not to eat out.

If you eat less, you will feel uncomfortable, and if you eat too much, people will find that your body is abnormal, especially in the recent weird rumors, he thinks it is better to be cautious.

In case it was noticed by the government, it was also taken away by the mysterious uniform sent by the government, as it was advertised on the Internet.

After that, who knows if it's going to be locked up, or if it's going to be sliced and studied?

God knows what's going on? A month ago, after Zhang Wei had a high fever, his appetite gradually became amazing.

The so-called big stomach king is scum in front of him.

What's even more weird is that after eating amazing food every day, Zhang Wei's body shape has not changed at all.

If anything, it was that he could find that his strength was gradually increasing, and in just one month, his strength was twice as strong as before.

Another point that made Zhang Wei have a headache was the beard on his face.

For a month, there was only a fine ring of fuzz on his chin, and then, seemingly overnight, a full beard grew on his chin.

Even if it is scraped clean that morning, it can only last for a whole day.

After waking up the next day, when brushing his teeth and washing his face, Zhang Wei would find that the circle under his chin was thick, dark and bearded......

Walked to the entrance of the village, Zhang Wei got into his private car: a 03-year Wuling Light.

As of today, this so-called Wuling god car has been 15 years old, and Zhang Wei does not know how much the new car was bought at the beginning.

But the price at which he bought it from someone else is quite memorable:

One thousand eight hundred, a considerable number for Zhang Wei.

The reason why he bought such a car and traveled 800,000 kilometers is that it is said that he should be cautious when driving, and try not to encounter the broken car of the traffic policeman's uncle.

His business scope covers hundreds of miles of remote villages around Baoqing City, and he can't spend the night outside.

Therefore, buying a four-wheeled means of transportation has become a must.

After several successive fires, the engine, which was wheezing like an old cow, finally started running, and before starting, Zhang Wei hurriedly put the co-pilot's coat on his body.

The position on the chest of the light green jacket, the words of the 17th Middle School of Baoqing City, looks so eye-catching......

Because he needed to make a detour, but it took more than an hour to drive, Zhang Wei drove for two and a half hours before returning to a car scrapyard on the southern edge of the city.

As usual, Zhang Wei threw two packs of ten pieces of fine white sand to the old man who was guarding the door.

Before leaving, the little son of the village chief was stuffed in Zhang Wei's pocket.

The smiling old man didn't say anything, and directly opened the telescopic door of the scrap yard, allowing Zhang Wei to drive the broken van in and park it in a pile of broken cars.

Out of caution and some unknown purposes, Zhang Wei didn't want his neighbors and acquaintances to know his current part-time job situation, and to see his beard all over his face.

In other words, there is no way to explain this thing at all.

So, after he reached an agreement with the old janitor here not long ago, he has been parking the car in the scrap yard, lest there really be a blind guy who will steal such a broken car.

By this time, it was already half past nine o'clock in the evening.

Zhang Wei's body was cold and hungry, unspeakably uncomfortable, and hurriedly walked towards his home two miles away.

In the remote residential area, he hurried through the old alleys, and except for the dim lights from the houses on both sides, he couldn't even meet a few people.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Wei walked to his door.

Zhang Wei's home is made up of three small bungalows with a small courtyard outside.

If all of them are added together, it is more than 300 square meters, and if the seat of the house was changed to the urban area, Zhang Wei would have made a fortune a long time ago.

However, in such a place on the edge of the city, the residents are famous for hob meat in the urban area, and for a long time, I have never heard of the movement of development.

After opening the door of the middle room, Zhang Wei rushed in.

The old electric pole light is on, and the dim light illuminates the old furniture and furnishings in the room, which makes the old furniture and furnishings in the room look more and more old.

However, Zhang Wei didn't think so.

No matter how hard it is outside, just go back to this old home. He could feel himself completely relaxed.

At this time, as soon as he stepped into the door, he could even feel the uncomfortable feeling of cold and hunger on his body, and he suddenly felt a little more relaxed.

Putting down the fat chicken and other things in his hand, the first thing Zhang Wei did was to walk to the end of the room and light six incense sticks.

He bowed respectfully three times to a portrait on the wall.

The person on the portrait is an old man, who is in good spirits when he takes the photo, and he is grinning happily with a big mouth at that time, but even if it is only like this, it still does not look so amiable.

The old man is naturally Zhang Wei's grandfather, and the village chief and others are Zhang Lao Dixian in their mouths.

This old man's life can be called a legend, he has been a soldier, he has fought in Little Japan, and he only started a family after the age of forty, and only then did he continue to engage in their old Zhang family, which is regarded as an ancestral earth immortal profession.

In the end, it became the surrounding area of Baoqing City, and it is regarded as the most famous land immortal.

It's just that Zhang Wei inserted the incense stick in his hand into the incense burner in front of the statue, but he said in a mocking tone:

"Old man, I was in a bit of a hurry to go out this morning, so I forgot to incense you, but it's not a big deal, and I'll make up for you the morning one now." ”

"I tell you, you wanted me to go to college at the beginning, and then I would be a little white-collar worker who can blow air conditioners, and I would rather bring it into the coffin than teach it to me, and today I will meet ......."

In the chattering story, Zhang Wei told everything that happened during the day.

This is also the only way for him to completely complain about the central matter of his heart at present.

After holding on to the rice and complaining, Zhang Wei's stomach was really hungry, and he cooked a large pot of rice in the kitchen.

Then he turned on the hot water, plucked the big fat, disemboweled, and chopped it into pieces.

Originally, according to Zhang Wei's preference, this kind of big rooster must be put into a large portion of dried chili peppers, and it is his favorite to make a roast chicken after some stir-frying.

It's just that I really don't have that spare time today, and I don't have that troublesome roast chicken dinner.

He threw the chicken into large pieces, as well as the pork belly cut into half the palm size, into the large cauldron of the kitchen and simmered.

Then, I stripped naked and walked into the cramped bathroom.

Under the repeated washing of hot water adjusted to 60 degrees, Zhang Wei's skin all over his body was as red as a boiled prawn, but in such an environment, Zhang Wei cried out comfortably.

Fortunately, he was alone, living alone in this small courtyard.

Otherwise, if the voice is heard by others, they will think that this thing is doing something rather strange.

In the repeated hot water washing, Zhang Wei smeared soap on his black face, picked up the razor under the mirror, and shaved his beard on his chin.

He has done this many times.

A minute later, Zhang Wei, who had washed off the soap on his face, looked at the immature and fair face in the mirror, and made sure that he had finally recovered to the original appearance of a seventeen-year-old boy......