Du Bai walked to the side of the bed, and could observe that it seemed to have been carefully cared for, whether it was bedding or clothes, they were neatly stacked.

And this scholar lay so quietly on the bed, with his hands folded on his abdomen, calm and serene, without the evil aura of the big turtle outside.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that these two people are not all the way at all.

It's hard to imagine that the big turtle would go to great lengths to hide this door for him, and even at the last moment, he didn't hesitate to blow himself up to bury this secret completely in the ground, so that outsiders would not be disturbed by it!

In fact, the other party's idea is indeed very correct, and it is difficult to discover the secret of any other mortal, not to mention that it is necessary to know how to use immortal scripts, which is enough to exclude the vast majority of people.

However, what I didn't expect was that I still couldn't prevent Du Bai's means.

Du Bai thought about it, lowered his head and carefully looked at the corpse in front of him, but at this moment, he suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

Although the person in front of him is dead, there is still a trace of the vitality of a living person flowing in this body......

It is precisely these vitality that make this body never decay, and even maintain the appearance of its lifetime, immortal for thousands of years.

"But...... Where does all this anger come from? ”

Life can still appear in the body of a dead person......

Du Bai instantly thought of the big turtle asking the villagers for a woman as a sacrifice before, and his face couldn't help but change slightly, and his eyes were a little solemn when he looked at this scholar!

"Could it be...... Is it the big tortoise that extracts the vitality of those mortals to keep this corpse alive?! ”

Du Bai seemed to think of something, looked around again, and felt the cold air that kept coming from nowhere.

"The yin qi here is extraordinarily heavy, much stronger than the mortal world, and I don't know where such a huge amount of yin qi can be gathered, even better than my own palace......"

"It is also because of these yin qi that this body is better preserved, so that it is at the junction of yin and yang, so that it will not be completely infected by yin qi, and it will not be rotted by yang qi......"

From Du Bai's not professional point of view, the design here is still very exquisite, preserving the integrity of this body to the greatest extent, as if it were ......

It was as if he was looking forward to the day when he would be able to come back to life.

"To this extent......" Du Bai couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he didn't know what the relationship between this big turtle and this scholar was, and he didn't leave even after his death, and he always took care of it carefully.

However, this corpse should be just a thought left behind after all, after all, there is no soul left, and even if it comes back to life, it will only be a zombie without a soul, not a living person.

Du Bai thought for a while, reached out and gently touched the scholar's forehead.

The touch is no different from ordinary skin, except that it is slightly cooler.

But what really confirmed the guess in his heart was the secret in the other party's body.

"This - should be the real river god......"

A bolt of mana emanated from his fingers seeped down his forehead and spread throughout his body, and based on the little feedback that kept coming back, there was finally some results.

This scholar's physique was obviously different from other mortals, but closer to the physique of the gods and Buddhas he had seen before.

But this scholar's strength should not be strong during his lifetime, and it can be said that he is a little weak, so even in his heyday, he may not be much stronger than the Dragon King.

But no matter what, an immortal is still an immortal, even if he is dead, but this flesh and bone should not change.

It's just that now there is not much immortal energy left in the body of this river god, and it is even very thin, and it is stronger than that of the big turtle.

That big turtle should have been taking care of this body, so it was contaminated with fairy energy.

This is also the main reason why he didn't recognize it at first sight.

Du Bai could already roughly guess that the dissipation of the immortal qi in his body might be related to the arrangement here.

Just as he was pondering, suddenly the mana between his fingers came back a trace of abnormal movement, which made his heart move, closed his eyes, and immediately like seeing flowers in the fog, a picture gradually changed from blur to clear appeared in front of him.

In the center of the picture was still this familiar cabin, but it was surrounded by sunshine and mild climate, obviously not in this place where yin qi gathered, but in the ordinary mortal world.

At this time, the door of the wooden house opened, and out came a handsome young man, looking at his facial features, it was clearly very similar to the scholar of Fang Cai, only much younger.

He first looked at the water tank and the vegetable garden, then picked up the bucket, which was a little bulkier than his body, and walked towards the river in the distance with great difficulty.

"Mother, I'll go fetch water first, and I'll boil water to decoct you later!"

He left this sentence.

It turned out that there was an old woman lying on the sickbed in this room, leaning against the head of the bed and coughing softly, her face was a little pale.

In a short time, the young man had already returned with water, filled the tank and watered the yard, and then he worked hard to decoct the medicine for his mother......

After a period of busyness, it was about noon, and the young man was free, moved out a small wooden bench and sat at the door, took out a slightly worn book, looked at it in the sun, and read it in a low voice, also worried that it would disturb his mother who had just fallen asleep in the room.

Du Bai's gaze followed the young man's back and nodded slightly.

Although this young man was born in poverty, he is filial piety, and he is serious about learning, and his virtue should be good, which is the type he admires.

And this picture also flashed by, and when it reappeared, it was already dark night, and it should have been a few days.

At this time, the bank of the river is lit up continuously, and one after another torches are planted on the bank or in the trees, illuminating the place quite brightly.

The surface of the river is sparkling, illuminated by the shore and is a fiery red, and the occasional wind and waves are churning but not big.

In this good season, many people in the village are shouting loudly with joy or annoyance, and it is quite lively one after another, like a festival market.

Du Bai glanced at it and guessed what it should be a local fishing activity.

I saw that these villagers were holding fishing nets in their hands, sometimes fluttering in the river and sometimes going to the bottom of the water, just to be able to catch a "fish overlord" with their own hands and win the jackpot!

Some of the small fish and shrimp caught casually were boiled by the women who cooked the soup on the shore, and a bowl of mellow and delicious fish soup could be served in a short time, which was extremely delicious and feasting.

Some of the children are also very good at water, swimming back and forth in the water like water monkeys, playing and playing, and some will also touch some shells, fish and shrimp at the bottom of the water, if there are big fish, it is also a surprise.

And the boy was among those children.

He is more calm by nature, and naturally he will not jump into the river to swim as soon as he takes off his clothes like those children, at most he just sits on the bank, sometimes watching them play, feeling the lively scenery, and sometimes reading a book by the firelight, which is also a kind of fun.