"Old man, how are you? What's going on? ”

Ye Qingfeng tore off the old beggar's tattered clothes and was stunned.

He initially observed that the old beggar was seriously injured, and he had to lie down for at least a few months, but when he opened it, he was actually injured to this extent.

"Who did that?!"

Ye Qingfeng roared loudly, he didn't expect the person who started to attack him to be so ruthless, his ribs were broken, and his entire chest was beaten purple and blue, and when he touched it lightly, it deflated like a sponge.

"You are? Stinky boy? The old beggar spat out a mouthful of blood and felt a little more comfortable.

After a few glances at each other, the old beggar finally recognized Ye Qingfeng coming, just watched him change his appearance at this time, and said with relief: "It seems that if I leave, you can also be self-reliant......"

"Old man, hold on, I'll take you to the doctor!"

Ye Qingfeng suddenly felt so distressed, he couldn't understand what kind of person would be so cruel to an old beggar.

The old beggar was also a warrior.

Judging from the old and new scars on his hands, feet and body, he was bound by his limbs and tortured for at least two days, and the other party must also be a good martial artist.

No, the old beggar is in a very dangerous situation now, and he has to find a doctor immediately, thinking of this, Ye Qingfeng knelt on the ground and wanted to pick up the old beggar.

The old beggar stretched out his hand to stop it, and said in a hoarse and bitter voice: "No need, I can't do it......"

"Which turtle son beat you like this? I'll avenge you! ”

Ye Qingfeng roared loudly.

If it weren't for the old beggar's martial arts skills, it would have been impossible to persist until now.

"We can't fight others, listen to me, don't take revenge, pretend that nothing happened......"

The old beggar gritted his teeth, and his voice began to weaken: "I have hidden the eighty silver coins we have earned recently under the stone statue......"

"Promise me, take the money...... Leaving Huatian County ......"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, the old beggar's voice became smaller and smaller, his hand hung down weakly, closed his eyes, and leaned on Ye Qingfeng's arms to lose his breath.

"Old man! Geezer! ”

Ye Qingfeng was like an electric shock, and his head went blank and cried.

He shook the old beggar's body desperately, but how could the old beggar, who had lost his life, respond to him?

"Why don't you tell me who did it?"

Rumble!

The old beggar, dead.

Ye Qingfeng's eyes were red, and tears couldn't stop coming out of his eyes.

He still remembered that three months ago, Ye Qingfeng, who had crossed over to the barren realm, had no relatives and was reduced to a beggar in order to survive.

One day, because he was really hungry, he ran to the restaurant to steal the rest of the customer's food, and was beaten to death by the shopkeeper.

When the old beggar saw it, he took Ye Qingfeng in, and the two began to live together on that day.

Thinking of this—

Ye Qingfeng's heart ached, he was already planning to take the old beggar to the county government dormitory, so that he could enjoy his old age in peace, why didn't God give him a chance to repay his kindness?!

Who exactly?

Not even an old beggar will be spared!!

"Old man, don't worry, even if it is the king of heaven, I will not give up!"

Ye Qingfeng hugged the old beggar and stood up, with infinite anger surging in his body, he moved the huge idol with his toes, took out the eighty silver coins that the two of them earned together, and walked outside.

At this time it was already five or six o'clock in the evening, and the pedestrians on the road saw Ye Qingfeng holding the body of a beggar and got out of the way.

In this world, the gap between the rich and the poor is huge.

People will talk about how beautiful Zhang's third daughter-in-law is after dinner, and Lao Wang next door went to warm up whose quilt last night.

But no one cares about the life and death of a beggar, but the sadness and resentment on Ye Qingfeng's face surprised some onlookers.

But I didn't think too much about it, just looked at it indifferently, and didn't even have a voice to discuss.

The old beggar was kind to Ye Qingfeng, so he naturally couldn't wait until dawn to dig a pit and bury it directly in a mass grave three miles away from Yizhuang like the county government did for some beggars and homeless people who died in a foreign land.

"This brother, we're already closed."

The shopkeeper of the only coffin shop in Huatian County smiled.

Ye Qingfeng was not dirty at all, he carried the old beggar behind him with his backhand, and said in a cold voice: "A good coffin!" ”

The atmosphere instantly became dead and depressing, and the shopkeeper was so frightened that he retreated again and again, looking at Ye Qingfeng with great fear.

He couldn't figure out why Ye Qingfeng would buy a coffin for a beggar, but looking at his eyes full of resentment, he finally mustered up the courage to say: "The workers in the shop are all gone......

Bang!

Ye Qingfeng directly slapped the eighty silver coins on the counter silver table.

"A good coffin, now! Get ready for me right away! Otherwise, I'll tear down your coffin!" ”

Murderous!

Anger!

The air was filled in an instant.

At this moment, the shopkeeper was frightened.

Those who do this business have already seen a lot of this type of customer, but the eyes that greeted Ye Qingfeng made the shopkeeper feel a little suffocated.

"Good ......," the shopkeeper said in horror, "I'll call the workers back now and transport them to you......

Ye Qingfeng shook his head: "Just tell me which one bite you want!" ”

There was a lot of space in the coffin shop, and the shopkeeper pointed to a row of finished coffins on the right shelf.

Since stepping into the middle stage of the Dry Spirit Realm, Ye Qingfeng's arm strength has become very strong, and a heavy coffin was lifted down by him with one hand.

This......

The shopkeeper of the coffin shop was startled when he saw this, he opened the door to do business, with his many years of experience, he knew that the young man in front of him was definitely a powerful martial artist, so he naturally did not dare to provoke him.

Ye Qingfeng opened the coffin board, suddenly thought of something, turned his head to the shopkeeper and said, "Is there a shroud?" ”

"Yes, yes, our store...... Gift ......"

The shopkeeper hurriedly took out a set of shrouds and handed it to Ye Qingfeng.

He didn't know what Ye Qingfeng had gone through, he just wanted to deal with it quickly.

Ye Qingfeng didn't have too many taboos, so he changed into a shroud for the old beggar on the spot, carried the coffin and walked in the direction of Yizhuang under the stunned gaze of the shopkeeper.

In fact, Ye Qingfeng did not plan to place the old beggar in Yizhuang, but walked towards the mass grave three miles away, just wanting him to be buried in peace.

Those who are buried in mass graves and violent corpses are those who have no place to return or who have died unexpectedly.

As night progresses, the air fills with a thin layer of fog that grows thicker the further you go inside.

Ye Qingfeng carried the coffin of the old beggar, cast his flame golden eyes to open the way, his face was sad, in the leafy mountain road, the terrifying atmosphere did not bring him the slightest fearful thought.

Instead, a cold aura struck, making Ye Qingfeng shiver.

Ye Qingfeng frowned, running the "Creation God Decision", and a faint spiritual power luster instantly surged on his body, even if he was attacked by the yin qi around the mass grave, he didn't feel too uncomfortable.

As I walked, I glanced around and saw piles of raised earth and dead leaves, overgrown weeds, and broken tombstones with no names.

"Old man, I don't know any feng shui secrets, treasure land, I may not be able to find you anymore, I can only find you a backer later."

Ye Qingfeng walked alone, with his back to the mountains and water, which he also heard from the old man in his previous life, and he didn't know what the purpose of doing this was.

As time passed, Ye Qingfeng didn't know how far he had gone, but judging from the spiritual fires floating around, he should have arrived inside the mass grave.

This place is horrible.

The cold wind blows, and the unknown sounds of birds and beasts are like ghosts crying wolf, which makes people feel creepy.

There are even coffins and bones that are mostly exposed, exposed by the wind and sun, wafting with a rotten and unpleasant fishy smell.

During the day, it looks better, but at night, the surroundings become eerie.