"Daddy! I'm leaving! Wang Yi put the burden on his back and stood at the door to say goodbye to Wang Yuan: "Remember to go back earlier, Qingshu is also pregnant, and it won't be long before you have a grandchild." 【】”

"Daddy knows." Wang Yuan nodded with a pleased smile, he rubbed his eyes: "Yi'er, my father won't say anything superfluous, be alone outside, take good care of yourself." ”

Nodding wordlessly, Wang Yi carried the burden and embarked on his journey, leaving everyone with a resolute back.

"Yi'er, you've grown up! Father bless you. Wang Yuan looked at his son's back as he walked away, he looked up at the sky, "Did you see it in the sky?" Our child grows up and has his own things to fight for. ”

Responsibility is the criterion for measuring whether a person grows up.

………………

Wang Yi, who was carrying a burden, began his own life path.

He witnessed the chaotic times at the end of the Sui Dynasty, watched the melee of the warlords, experienced the joys and sorrows of many people, and helped many people within the scope of his ability.

Every day, many people die, the world becomes more and more chaotic, many villages are empty, and most of the fields are barren and overgrown with weeds.

Around a hundred miles, there is often not a single living being, and not even a single crow that symbolizes death and calamity in the eyes of the ancients is missing.

In front of a dilapidated village, Wang Yi carried his burden, glanced at the darkening sky, and then at the gloomy village, and walked in silently.

The village was littered with the remains of houses, the marks of fire, the ground covered with dried up and dark red blood, and the corpses and limbs that had begun to decompose.

Looking at this bloody scene that has already been experienced many times, Wang Yi, who is down-looking about life and death, still can't help frowning.

"I'd rather be a peace dog than a troubled world!" With a sigh, Wang Yi covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, looking for a place to live. "Tonight, I will borrow a place from you to rest, and tomorrow I will send you to the earth!

However, in order to avoid the occurrence of the plague, you can only be buried after being baptized by fire.

No wonder! ”

In the ruins, Wang Yi searched for a long time before finding a small courtyard that did not look badly damaged, and then walked in.

Looking at the messy footprints on the ground and the messy courtyard, Wang Yi raised his eyebrows.

"This yard looks fine, it hasn't been damaged too much, so tonight, stay here for the time being.

However, let's take a look at the house first, and collect the body for the owner of the house by the way. ”

When the feet in the mille-feuille shoes step on the ground, they make a "crunch, crunch" sound of the sand being crushed.

With a "squeak", he pushed open the closed wooden door, and what came to his face was the dust that had been deposited for an unknown period of time, which was blown up by the air flow driven by Wang Yi opening the door.

"Uh-huh—"

Covering his mouth and nose, Wang Yi waved his sleeves to drive away the dust, making a nasal voice of disgust.

"There's a lot of dust, and there's a strong smell of corpses."

Wang Yi frowned and stood outside the door, letting the wind outside the house bring out the air that had been silent in the house for a long time.

After the smell in the house dissipated a lot, Wang Yi stepped in.

What came into view was the corpse of a middle-aged man, who looked like the male owner of the house.

He died by having his throat cut.

Wang Yi closed his eyes, bowed to the corpse, and recited a mantra of the past life:

The edict of the Taishang, the lonely soul of Chaoyou, the ghost of everything, the four lives of grace.

The headless one is super, the headless one is raised, the gun is killed, and the diving rope is suspended.

Bright death and secret death, unjust death, creditors and wronged families, begging for their lives.

Kneeling in front of the stage, the gossip shines, stands out, and transcends others.

For men and women, they bear their own responsibilities, rich and poor, and you recruit yourself.

Rescue and other people, rush to overbirth, rescue and other people, rush to overbirth.

"Rest in peace!"

Wang Yi laid the man's body flat on the ground, and he turned around and went to the back room, intending to find a bamboo mat to wrap the body so that it could be buried.

Opening the door of the inner room made Wang Yi see a scene that made his brows jump continuously.

"It's—it's really a guy who is inferior to a beast to do such an inhumane and appalling thing."

On the ground, there was a female corpse with a hideous expression, her whole body, her stomach was cut open, all the internal organs inside were gone, and the female officer on her chest was also gone, leaving only two bloody pits.

Looking at the woman's appearance, it seems that she has suffered unsightly violations and torture before her death.

Moreover, next to the woman's corpse, there was also a petite corpse.

It looked like it was a fetus, and it was an unborn fetus, because the corpse was covered with a layer of fetal membranes.

Depending on the situation, it may be that the pregnant woman, after being brutalized by the rebels, cut open the woman's abdomen and removed the fetus......

Wang Yi only made up the scene a little, only felt a chill down his spine, and he didn't dare to continue imagining the cruel and bloody scene.

"What a resentment. No wonder I saw outside the village that the sky above the village was dark.

Among all the powerful ghosts, the resentful baby is definitely the most ferocious and difficult to surpass, and the resentment caused by being killed before birth is definitely the strongest.

This small courtyard seems to be uninhabitable, and we have to find a way to get over this village, otherwise this place will turn into a ghost domain.

But where do I go to find a capable person who can transcend the undead? ”

Just when Wang Yi was still distressed, a middle-aged Taoist came to the village at some point.

"It's another village ruined by the war, and the resentment is really heavy."

The Taoist priest sighed: "Time is also fate, this troubled world will take more than ten years to end!"

These butchers who deserve to be punished by heaven will kill everywhere they go, and the Central Plains will be devastated, causing resentment everywhere to form a ghost realm in the world.

Even me, a lonely and bitter old Taoist, ran around, accumulated good deeds for the spirits of resentment, and cleaned up the mess they left behind. ”

The middle-aged Taoist sighed and began to recite the mantra of rebirth.

Runes emitting a peaceful golden light emerged from the Daoist's mouth and floated in the air.

The golden light seemed to be able to cleanse the soul, calm the resentment, and dispel the darkness formed by the rich resentment.

Under the illumination of the golden light, many illusory yin spirits hiding in the corners appeared, and bathed in the golden light, their faces were peaceful, and they disappeared between heaven and earth, returning to the underworld reincarnation.

As the Taoist chanted, the range of golden light became wider and wider, and the whole village resounded with the sound of the Taoist reciting scriptures.

Wang Yi, who was distressed, was slightly stunned when he heard the scripture of the death mantra.

"What's going on? Where did the scripture sound come from, could it be that God heard my voice and sent me a Taoist masterpiece?

In this way, this place will not evolve into a ghost realm again. ”

Wang Yi looked at the ghost of a family of three that suddenly appeared in front of him, washed away his anger in the voice of the scriptures, and was reincarnated.

"I hope that in the next life, you will be able to live a peaceful life.

It is better to be a peaceful dog than a troubled world. Wang Yi blessed.

There is a saying in the Taoist sect that people with profound virtue are blessed and can achieve their wishes.

End of chapter

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