Looking like this, he does look a bit like the old man he saw in the town, and he is an amazing character!

A large part of the farmland in the town belongs to the old man, and he also runs several restaurants and inns under his hands, and even has a relationship with the official in the county, not to mention the wealth and power.

The more the old man thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, the corpse in front of him was the child born in private by the old man with his hands and eyes, otherwise there was anyone else in the vicinity who could afford to wear clothes made of such fine fabrics.

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but sigh, "Hey, in that case, I will also be a good person for the old man, and let you be buried in peace!" ”

It must have been known by the old man's wife that there was such an illegitimate child left outside, and the lady secretly killed the illegitimate child for the sake of her child's future!

In a short time, the old man made up his mind that he had heard such a passage in the mouths of those storytellers no less than a hundred times.

The old man wanted to dig a grave for Wang Jiang on the spot, but there was no one around to pick it up, so the old man hesitated for a while.

Several times he tried to dig one with his bare hands, but he couldn't bear it with two strokes.

In desperation, the old man took off his clothes to cover Wang Jiang's face, and even took off the coat on Wang Jiang's body!

After doing this, the old man carried Wang Jiang on his back and walked towards the outside of the woods, his idea was that since this body could not be buried here, he would take it to the east of the village and go back to pick him up and bury him!

As for why he covered Wang Jiang's face and took off his clothes, it was completely the old man who mistakenly thought that Wang Jiang was the illegitimate son of the old man in the town, and if he rashly took this corpse out like this, I am afraid it would cause trouble.

The old man abandoned the basket he had used to collect firewood, and staggered out of the woods with Wang Jiang's body on his back.

At this moment, in the sea of divine consciousness, Wang Jiang slowly counted the time that had passed, so as to roughly assess how much time had passed in the outside world.

"It's been about a day since I woke up in this three-color fire, and I'm afraid my body is now rotting extensively, and the next day may be the last time of my life."

"This feeling of slowly watching yourself die, but being powerless, is really uncomfortable!"

Wang Jiang was bored and waited for his death, and when he sensed the sea of divine consciousness that had collapsed more than half of the periphery again, he found that the speed of the collapse had slowed down!

In the outside world, his body must have undergone changes that he didn't know, which made Wang Jiang rekindle his hope to live.

"As long as my body is not completely destroyed, I can still borrow the corpse to resurrect my soul, I am not completely in a desperate situation!"

"Even if it's really a desperate situation, do you have to give up easily? No, even if there is only one in 10,000 chance, I will give it a go! ”

The collapse of the Sea of Divine Consciousness became slow, and what was originally expected to be only one day would now increase considerably.

This also gave Wang Jiang enough to think about how to get out of the protection of the three-color fire and return to his body, although his divine sense would be greatly damaged, but as long as he could survive, everything was possible.

Wang Jiang raised his arm and touched the inner wall of the three-color fire, which was like a film, even though it was a flame, he could feel the entity of the three-color fire with his hands, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pass through this film.

"It's really troublesome, but part of the power of the three-color fire is integrated into the Dao body

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and the rest of it was left in the sea of my divine consciousness! ”

"There must not be a complete connection between the two, as long as I can refine a little bit of the three-color fire here, maybe I can communicate with a part of the three-color fire that remains in my body, so maybe I can use this to build a bridge and return to my body safely."

This is the last method that Wang Jiang thought of, if it doesn't work, then he can only resign himself to fate, and even if he wants to refine a little three-color fire like he is now, it is extremely difficult, and the time consumed in it does not know if the outside body can hold on to the moment when he succeeds.

After deciding on the plan, Wang Jiang put aside all distractions and devoted himself to refining the three-color fire, maybe his outer body had already been dissolved in the process of refining, and he would also die quietly like this.

If he succeeds, then he may have hope of continuing to live.

Outside, the old man has walked out of this forest with Wang Jiang's body on his back, and the old man, who is an ordinary person under the scorching sun, has walked a long distance with Wang Jiang, who is heavier than him, and his tired feet are a little weak.

You know, the old man works in the field all the year round, although he is now older, his body is definitely not as good as before, but his strength is much greater than that of some young people.

Wang Jiang's body is a Dao body, and his weight is naturally different from others, and the old man can insist on carrying him out of the woods is already a rare strong man in the world, if the old man is ten years younger, it is estimated that he can go to a nearby town to find a bodyguard and escort such a good errand with a high income.

After carrying Wang Jiang on his back and walking some distance towards his village, the sun in the sky had already reached the position above his head, and it was the hottest time of the day.

The old man couldn't hold on any longer, hid in the shadow of a boulder, carefully put Wang Jiang's body down, and kept shaking the collar in front of him with one hand.

Looking up in the direction of the distant village, the old man's sweat had blurred his vision in front of him, and he muttered, "This ghost weather, I'm afraid there will be no harvest again this year, hey..."

The old man took away the clothes covering Wang Jiang's head with his hand, and looked at such a young Wang Jiang The old man was a little unbearable.

"Hey, reincarnation is also a technical job, but he is a rich child but he is an illegitimate child whose father does not hurt and his mother does not love! It's really pitiful, it's a pity to die young, and leave without experiencing the pleasures of the world. ”

The old man was convinced that Wang Jiang in front of him was the illegitimate son of a rich man he had met in the town, and he became more and more sure of this idea.

"Young man, in the next life, you have to find a good family!"

The old man rested here for a while, and when the sun had begun to set in the west and the temperature was not so high, the old man rolled up his trousers, revealing a pair of small and slender calves, which others could see at a glance that this could only be tempered by people who often work in the fields.

Once again, he picked up Wang Jiang and walked in the direction of his village.

The old man was afraid that if he suddenly brought a corpse back, it would arouse the endless suspicion of those people in the village, especially the group of women.

It was rumored in their mouths that they were going to be said to be like, and maybe the next day there were rumors in the village that they had killed someone.

The old man made a special detour, avoiding the women who often sat on the edge of the stream to wash clothes, and hastened his pace to a small hillside at the east end of the village.

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There are some nameless tombstones, and some people from outside the village are buried here, and every year someone in the vicinity can pick up one or two nameless corpses.

These villagers could not bear to see these nameless corpses explode in the wilderness, so they deliberately turned the small hillside at the east end of the village into a mass grave to bury some strangers whose origin they did not know.

Over time, over the years, more than 30 nameless corpses have been buried in this mass grave.

The old man first put Wang Jiang's body in a place that was not easy to find, and covered it with some grass and trees on the ground, which did not look so easy to find, and then the old man ran towards his old house with strong steps.

When he entered the village, he happened to meet an old man who had just finished drawing water from the only well in the village.

The moment the woman saw the old man again, the bucket in her hand instantly fell to the ground, and she shouted in shock, "Ghost, ghost, old man Wang, don't harm me!" ”

The woman's frightened feet fell to the ground, and the water in the bucket spilled all over the floor, soaking her clothes.

When the old man saw that the woman who had a good relationship with his family actually said that he was dead, he was curious and wanted to step forward and ask something, "That, Ma Pozi, have you misunderstood something, I haven't appeared for a day, and you have been spreading the news of my death?" ”

"You don't want to come here, ah.." The woman didn't listen at all, and covered her eyes with her hands.

Wang Laohan shook his head and walked in the direction of his house, "I disappeared for a day, why do these people think that I am dead?" It's really, what's it called."

Wang Laohan's home is a long walk away from the mass grave in the east of the village, and it is a short walk away.

It is no different from other farmhouses, a fence with some chickens and ducks in it, a small house piled out of a layer of yellow mud, and a miscellaneous room next to it to pile up miscellaneous items, as long as the furnishings here are very simple.

Three chairs that can be shaken, two large and one small, judging from the knife marks on them, should have been made by Wang Laohan himself. There is also a table made of stone slabs next to it, on which are placed two pairs of dishes and chopsticks.

Squeak--

Wang Laohan pushed open the fence of his house, found that the old woman and his daughter were not at home, and looked at the distant sun that had begun to sink behind the mountain.

"Old woman, I'm back, Xiaohui, are you there?"

Wang Laohan shouted the names of the two people, and after a while did not hear any response.

Wang Laohan, who felt that something was wrong, quickly rushed out of the fence and inquired about the whereabouts of their mother and daughter from door to door.

As soon as Wang Laohan arrived at the door of the neighbor's house, the woman who was cleaning inside exclaimed, "Hey, Lao Wang, you are not dead, you have not come back all night." Do we all think that you have encountered some jackal, tiger and leopard and died in it? ”

When Wang Laohan heard that this neighbor who had been with him for many years was now cursing himself to death, he directly scolded, "You are dead, who are you cursing!" You stinky bitch."

"Hey, you old king, what did you eat today, why are you talking so ugly!"

Wang Laohan remembered that his wife and his daughter had not yet been found, so he didn't have the heart to break with her, waved his hand and asked, "Oh, you hurry up, have you seen my mother-in-law and Xiaohui?" Where did they go? ”

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