The person has been found, but Linfeng is not in a hurry, Linfeng is now very curious, what faith gave Zhan Wei such a strong will to survive.

Under the gaze of Linfeng, Zhan Wei walked on the road, leaving a clear line of blood, and the blood flowed down from Zhan Wei's abdomen.

Zhan Wei's hand just happened to be in that position, judging by Linfeng's medical level, Zhan Wei has no chance of surviving this injury, there is only so much human blood, Zhan Wei has already shed too much blood along the way, unless there is some anti-heaven and earth treasure, even a divine doctor can do nothing.

Linfeng believes that it is impossible for Zhan Wei not to know this, Zhan Wei's current situation, even if Linfeng doesn't do it, he won't last long, and at most he will die in one or two sticks of incense.

So what's the point of his insistence? Is it just to live for a while and a half? It's really meaningless to work so hard for so much time.

Monks are generally more open to life and death, and if they know that they are going to die, they will appear calm, and will not be as timid as usual.

Just like those monks stationed in the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, although they are usually oppressed, they will generally choose to forbear, but once they know that they have no way to live, then they will be fearless people.

Could it be that Zhan Wei really had any anti-heaven elixir that could cure him, otherwise his current behavior really couldn't be explained.

Only when there is hope for survival, people will burst out with a huge will to survive, and if there is no hope of survival, then they will die wholeheartedly.

Lin Feng's eyes flashed, anyway, Zhan Wei was in front of him, it was impossible to run away, if he could find a little treasure of heaven and earth along him, then this time it would be a great gain.

Another stick of incense passed, Zhan Wei fell down a few times along the way, struggled to get up again, and continued to move forward, and finally after climbing over a mountain, a village appeared not far ahead.

At this time, it is already the time of dinner, there is no place where the chimneys of the farmhouses are smoking, the rural conditions are poor, the villagers are not very willing to light oil lamps and candles, generally before sunset will start to prepare dinner, try to wash before sunset.

There is no entertainment in the countryside at night, and everyone will rest early, after all, the farm work in the countryside is relatively heavy, and you must maintain enough energy to work in the fields the next day.

Could this be Zhan Wei's destination? An ordinary mortal village that can't be ordinary anymore? Lin Feng muttered to himself in his heart.

Zhan Wei's next action gave Linfeng an answer, and he saw Zhan Wei lying outside an earthen wall under the cover of twilight, holding his head strongly, looking at a small farm yard that was smoking from cooking.

"the kid, are you ready for dinner at home?

In the courtyard, a middle-aged man is sitting on a wooden bench, shouting at the smoking kitchen, a man and a woman are frolicking around the man, looking like they are five or six years old, and the girls are a little younger.

"Wait! It'll be fine soon, the rice in the pot will be stuffy for a while, and you can eat it!"

A middle-aged peasant woman walked out of the kitchen, rolled up the scarf on her body with both hands and wiped her hands, the peasant woman's face was still charming, and it could be seen that she was also a beautiful woman who was famous when she was young.

"Mother...... Mother!"

When the two children saw the peasant woman come out, they immediately called out to their mothers affectionately and surrounded the farmer.

"Really good, hurry up and wash your hands, ready to eat!"

The peasant woman kissed each of the two children on the face, and her face was happy and contented, and she loved the two children very much.

The man looked at the intimate appearance of the mother and son and smiled, and casually pulled a wooden stool for the woman to sit down.

Zhan Wei, who was lying outside the earthen wall, looked at the scene in front of him, and when he saw the happy smile on the woman's face, tears flowed from his eyes.

Zhan Wei's vision began to blur, his eyes had already dispersed, and his thoughts returned to that moment nearly twenty years ago, and Zhan Wei seemed to have returned to that moment at this moment.

"Drink, everyone, drink together, don't get drunk tonight!"

Zhan Wei, who was a teenager, was in a wine shop, drinking wine and eating meat with a group of friends, and he looked so happy.

Zhan Wei liked to make friends everywhere when he was a teenager, traveled everywhere, and also took a beautiful woman as his wife, and gave birth to a young son this year.

But the dissolute Zhan Wei did not restrain himself because he started a family, he still lingered in restaurants and teahouses every day, calling friends every day, only knowing how to eat, drink and have fun, and the wife and young children in the family had long been left behind by him.

Fortunately, Zhan Wei's family has a little money, and in his early years, he still had his parents to restrain him, but with the death of his parents one after another, Zhan Wei was completely dissolute, and no one could restrain him anymore.

Every time I go home, I get drunk, I go to sleep when I get home, and I rarely ask about my wife, and my home is like an inn, and I will only see him when I sleep at night.

However, in a good family background, Zhan Wei couldn't afford to spend so much, and in little time, the family was poor and white, Zhan Wei didn't care, pawned the family property, and took his wife and children to sleep in the grass hut outside the city.

No, it's still a cold wind blowing outside today, whether the wife and children at home have eaten and drunk, Zhan Wei doesn't care, and he drinks with a group of friends who drink wine and meat.

"Zhan Wei, why are you still drinking here? Your wife is looking for you with her child, it seems that your child is cold, why don't you hurry back and take a look!"

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"Alas, go, go, go! Nothing can disturb everyone's drinking, my doll is in good health, it will be fine, don't make noise here, get out of here!"

Zhan Wei was so ignorant that he didn't pay attention to it at all, but instead reprimanded his fellow villagers.

"Yes, there is no good reward for kindness, anyway, it's your child, you can't do anything with me, you can drink as much as you like!"

The fellow villager was also depressed, and he kindly came to tell him, but the other party not only did not thank him, but also disgusted himself for ruining his interest in drinking.

The wine and meat friends who accompanied Zhan Wei to drink at the table also laughed when they saw this, and no one opened their mouths to persuade Zhan Wei, which made Zhan Wei's fellow villagers embarrassed.

"Hmph!" Zhan Wei's fellow villager flicked his sleeves, turned around and left in a huff.

Zhan Wei didn't care either, and drank a few bowls of liquor under the coaxing of a group of wine and meat friends.

Drunk in the middle of the night, Zhan Wei staggered back to his grass hut outside the city, his steps were frivolous, obviously drunk, and a group of friends didn't even have an escort.

Zhan Wei returned to the grass hut and saw his wife sitting on the grass nest in a daze with the child in her arms, but she didn't care, and fell asleep on the side.

The wind was a little strong at night, the grass hut was shabby, and the wind was leaking everywhere, Zhan Wei's wife just held the child for a night, and the child didn't make a sound all night, as if she was really asleep and asleep.

"What's the matter, I'm so angry!"

Early the next morning, Zhan Wei woke up leisurely, opened his eyes and saw that his wife was sitting motionless on the grass nest with the child in her arms, so he asked lightly.

"What's the matter with you, what do I ask you? Your skin is itchy again, isn't it?"

Zhan Wei saw that his wife was still motionless and didn't take care of himself, Zhan Wei instantly became energetic, picked up his slap and shook it over.

"Smack!"

After a slap, his wife still didn't say a word, just looked at Zhan Wei with hateful eyes, her eyes were red and swollen, and she was obviously sad and cried.

Zhan Wei was a little frightened by his wife's eyes, after being married for so long, it was the first time he had seen his wife's eyes.

"Beat me, kill me, the child is gone, and I don't want to live!"

After a period of hatred, tears flowed down his wife's eyes like a flood, and her hoarse voice yelled hysterically at Zhan Wei.

"What?"

Zhan Wei was shocked, and hurriedly reached out to touch the child in his wife's arms, which was cold and stiff, without a trace of temperature.

There was a haze in front of him, Zhan Wei was completely stunned, and then he remembered what his fellow villagers had said to him last night, his child was sick, and his wife was looking for him everywhere with the child.

Tears flowed from Zhan Wei's eyes, remorse, undeserved, pain, all kinds of feelings poured in, Zhan Wei's body shook, slumped on the ground, and watched his son, who was already cold in his wife's hands, lose consciousness.

Zhan Wei remembered that when he came back last night, his wife was also sitting here with the child in her arms, and his wife sat all night, and he slept next to him all night.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

Zhan Wei slapped himself frantically until the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his hands were sore and he had no strength.

And his wife looked at Zhan Wei quietly, with indifferent eyes, indicating that she was extremely disappointed in the man in front of her, her heart was dead, and she couldn't warm it no matter what she did.

"I hate you!"

The wife looked at her husband kneeling in front of her, said these three words without any warmth, and then left alone with the child in her arms.

Zhan Wei knelt on the ground and turned his body, watching his wife go away, he didn't dare to say the words in his mouth, he was no longer qualified to stay, it was he who gave his child to the cold wind of the winter night with his own hands, and killed his wife's heart mercilessly.

The picture ended, and Zhan Wei, who was lying on the earthen wall, looked at the smiling woman in the courtyard for the last time with his hazy eyes.

Zhan Wei's body gradually stiffened and cold, and his eyes were still fixed on the courtyard, but the courtyard was empty, only the sound of children frolicking came from the kitchen.

Linfeng's figure landed beside Zhan Wei, and his eyes followed Zhan Wei's eyes to the farmhouse courtyard.

Lin Feng was puzzled in his heart, turned his head to Zhan Wei's corpse, and asked softly.

"Are you trying your best to refuse to fall, just to get one last glimpse of this place?"