Zhanbu Continent in the south, in the north of Wei State, in Qingyang Town, spring is full of joy.

Wei Chong pulled the dung cart and walked slowly on the street, the stench was bursting, pungent and unpleasant, pedestrians covered their noses to avoid it, and even worse, they turned around and vomited, and they had to scold Wei Chong after spitting.

Wei Chong was like a zombie, his face was expressionless, he took out his tools, cleaned up the vomit, and then continued to walk forward, as a senior tilted foot, he had long been accustomed to all the strange smells.

Leaning his feet is a dung digger, which is the lowest profession in the Wei State, and only those who have no skills will engage in it.

Every day before dawn, Wei Chong would pull a dung truck and shuttle through the town, cleaning up the dirty buckets and pits, and finally pulling the dung outside the town and selling it to the big landlords in exchange for a meager income.

It was almost noon, Wei Chong walked home, home is outside the town, fenced and fenced, thatched hut to shelter from the rain, although it is dilapidated and simple, but it is very warm, and the warmth is because of one person.

That person's name is Du Xiaowu, is Wei Chong's child daughter-in-law, Wei Chong can remember, Du Xiaowu has been by his side, and later his parents died, he was driven out of the village by the clansmen, and went to Qingyang Town, becoming the lowest lowly tilting foot, and was bullied, but no matter what, Du Xiaowu accompanied him and never abandoned him.

Du Xiaowu is two years older than Wei Chong, and she has already been slim, even if she is wrapped in Mai, it is difficult to hide her natural beauty, she mentioned several times that she wanted to marry Wei Chong, but Wei Chong refused, Wei Chong didn't want to marry her, he just felt that he was not worthy, he secretly made up his mind to work hard to get ahead, at that time, he could marry Du Xiaowu in style.

At this time of the day, Du Xiaowu will cook a meal and stand outside the door to wait, today is no exception, she is holding a wisp of green silk in her hands, clear eyes, staring ahead, with a touch of anxiety on her face, but when she saw Wei Chong pulling the dung truck appeared, she immediately had a smile on her face, and that smile was like a lotus blooming, clean and flawless.

Wei Chong parked the dung truck in front of a vegetable patch, walked over with his head down, didn't dare to look at Du Xiaowu, only stuffed the money bag to her, and then ran to take a bath, he knew that Du Xiaowu must have boiled the bath water.

Du Xiaowu opened the money bag, there were only three pennies in it, recently there were a few more tilted feet in Qingyang Town, robbing Wei Chong's business, Wei Chong's daily income is getting less and less, she feels sorry for Wei Chong, and wants to make money as a short-term worker in the landlord's family, so she shares some for Wei Chong, but Wei Chong disagrees, so she has to give up.

She is not afraid of hardship, and she is most afraid of becoming estranged from Wei Chong, after all, they haven't talked properly for several days.

Lunch was very simple, two bowls of rice, a plate of cabbage, the rice was bought with the money Wei Chong earned, the vegetables were grown by Du Xiaowu, looking at Wei Chong opposite, getting thinner and thinner, Du Xiaowu's heart was dripping blood, but she didn't cry, her tears would only increase Wei Chong's burden.

After eating, Wei Chong went out without saying a word as usual, and Du Xiaowu knew that he had gone to Fuzhu Mountain.

Fuzhu Mountain is the only sect of cultivating immortals in Wei, but it is not very famous in Wei, this is because there are many immortal cultivation families in Wei that are too powerful, and Fuzhu Mountain is like a drop in the ocean compared to those big families, which is not worth mentioning.

But here has become Wei Chong's only hope, he was born without spiritual roots, unable to cultivate immortals, so he will be spurned by the clansmen, after the death of his parents, he came here, only hoping to enter the pig mountain and cultivate into a strong man.

However, the reality is the most cruel, there is no spiritual root, it is equivalent to a waste person, although the pig mountain is small, but it is not wanted.

Every day after lunch, Wei Chong would come to the foot of Fuzhu Mountain and kneel in front of the mountain gate, eager to move a certain elder in the mountain with this persistence and accept him as a disciple.

The mountain gate of Fuzhu Mountain is a wild boar, carved from black stone, with its head on the ground, its buttocks facing the sky, making a gesture of pounce, its mouth wide open, its fangs are gloomy, and it is fierce and penetrating.

The wide open pig's mouth is the mountain gate that enters and exits Fuzhu Mountain, and at this moment there are two rows of disciples standing neatly at the door, wearing black clothes and carrying long swords, all with solemn expressions, obviously waiting for some important person.

Suddenly, a white-haired old man walked out of the mountain gate, the old man was dressed in fluttering clothes, his steps were steady, and he didn't look at Wei Chong who was kneeling on the side, but only looked anxiously at the end of the avenue.

Wei Chong recognized the old man, the old man was the Great Elder of Fuzhu Mountain, and he didn't care much at the moment, so he rushed over and shouted: "Great Elder, I'm Wei Chong, please accept me as an apprentice!"

A disciple immediately stepped forward, kicked Wei Chong over, and said angrily: "Get out!"

Wei Chong fell to the ground, only to feel that his body was overturned, his head was dizzy, he struggled to stand up, his back was suddenly stepped on, the kick was extremely powerful, he couldn't bear it at all, the whole person was close to the ground, and he almost wanted to faint.

But a pleasant woman's voice came from her ear: "Change of Lord, who is this person?"

Yi Zhutian smiled all over his face, and said respectfully: "Princess Hui, this person has no spiritual root, but he wants to cultivate immortals, it is really stupid, I am planning to drive him away." ”

The princess chuckled, and said in a strange voice: "Change of Lord, this princess came this time, and she didn't bring any greeting gifts, so I'll help you, but you're welcome!"

Yi Zhutian raised his right hand slightly, and stopped talking, Wei Chong was entangled in Fuzhu Mountain, it was indeed hateful, but the crime did not deserve to die, the princess's foot, ten Wei Chong could not live, they all said that Princess Ziyun was hot and vicious, which can be seen from this.

In fact, when Princess Ziyun's kick hit Wei Chong, it had already killed Wei Chong, but I was afraid that Wei Chong never dreamed that he would die so easily and die so badly.

Under the scorching sun, Du Xiaowu carried a bucket of water and was watering the vegetable garden, suddenly there was a black shadow in front of him, and he looked up and saw Wei Chong smashing towards this side, and he was so shocked that he hurriedly ran forward, wanting to catch Wei Chong, but how could this be done, bang, Wei Chong smashed on the dung truck, the dung truck shattered, Wei Chong's body bounced and fell into the vegetable field.

"Xianggong?"

Du Xiaowu lost her soul and staggered towards Wei Chong, Wei Chong's whole body was stained with blood, her face was bruised, she leaned over and hugged Wei Chong tightly, only to feel that Wei Chong's body was soft, like a pile of fat meat, and there was not a single bone in it.

Wei Chong's bones were shattered, his internal organs turned into meat sauce, and his death was unbearable, Du Xiaowu hugged him tightly, tears raining down.

Suddenly, Wei Chong opened his eyes, looked at Du Xiaowu blankly, and asked, "Who are you?"

Du Xiaowu was startled, quickly pushed Wei Chong away, and shrank back, Wei Chong was obviously dead, how could he suddenly come back to life? At this moment, there was no surprise in her heart, only fear.

Wei Chong was lying on the ground, his body trembled suddenly, his brain was like being struck by several lightning bolts, and many strange memories emerged, family infighting, the death of both parents, and the cultivation of immortals by spiritual roots, what kind of mess is this?

He is just an ordinary sanitation worker, he has to clean eight roads, the work tasks are extremely heavy, but the income is not high, a heavy snow fell, he fought for several days, and finally fell tired on the snow, but when he woke up, how could he have these strange memories?

Also, the frightened beauty in front of him turned out to be his fiancée?

Wei Chong wanted to turn over, but his body was scattered, as soft as toilet paper, so he had to ask for help: "Xiao Wu, help me up!"

Calm down, Wei Chong bit his tongue hard, the pain did not wake him up, if this is not a dream, then he is soul pierced, this is really bad luck for eight lifetimes, he worked as a sanitation worker in his last life, he died of exhaustion on the snow, his soul penetrated into this strange world, he turned out to be a dung digger, the sky has no eyes, and he can still play happily!

"Xianggong, are you not dead?" Du Xiaowu's eyes widened, her face was surprised, and she immediately pounced on Wei Chong, crying bitterly, from great sorrow to great joy, but for a moment, she couldn't support it anymore, and hissed to vent.

"Xiao Wu, I'm worried about you. Why am I so stinky?" Wei Chong was quite helpless, he could only accept this reality, fortunately, there is Du Xiaowu here, it is better than not even having a girlfriend in his previous life, just dig out the dung, human life, God is destined, just let it be, but the smell of this body is still extremely disgusting.

Du Xiaowu was crying very sadly, and when she heard this, she laughed and choked up: "I smashed the dung truck, can it not stink?" She burst into tears and laughed, and struggled to help Wei Chong up and take him to take a bath, as long as Wei Chong is still alive, even if he is disabled, she is willing to take care of him for the rest of his life, if Wei Chong is really dead, then she doesn't know how she should live, maybe the best result is to go with him!

She helped Wei Chong to the room, stripped naked for him, brought hot water, and carefully wiped her body, during the whole process, her face was not red and her heart was not beating, it was extremely natural, but it was Wei Chong, her cheeks were hot, and she didn't look at her from beginning to end.

It's no wonder, after all, he is still a child, and it is normal to be ashamed, but Du Xiaowu is so natural, he is puzzled, and after thinking about it carefully, he came to a conclusion that Du Xiaowu really loves Wei Chong too much, even if he is not married, he has long regarded Wei Chong as her father-in-law, between husband and wife, naturally there are not so many taboos, Wei Chong wants to tell her, in fact, her father-in-law has changed his soul, and finally endured it, and when he arrives in this ghost world, having her by his side is already a great luck in misfortune.

For the next few days, Wei Chong has been lying in bed, although he has survived, his muscles and bones are broken, and he has become a cripple, but fortunately, Du Xiaowu did not abandon him, Du Xiaowu went out early in the morning, came back at noon to cook for him, and went out again after lunch, and would not come back until dark.

In Wei Chong's memory, the owner of this body, who relied on excrement for money, was almost unable to support his family, and in the meals of the past few days, there was actually meat, which had to make him suspicious, and asked him several times, Du Xiaowu smiled and asked him not to worry, take care of his injuries, so Wei Chong was even more uneasy, Du Xiaowu should not be improved to a prostitute, right?

This kind of entanglement and uneasiness bothered Wei Chong all day long, but he didn't dare to ask directly, lest he would run away from Du Xiaowu angrily, and then he would die.

This day until dark, Du Xiaowu did not come back, Wei Chong was lying on the bed, quite anxious, suddenly a strange wind blew open the door, and the yin qi surged in, making him shiver from the cold.

"Mom!"

As soon as Wei Chong opened his eyes, he saw a white shadow standing in front of the bed, and he was so frightened that he screamed, the white shadow was as white as pink, wearing white clothes, wearing a white high hat, holding a white mourning stick, and was smiling kindly at him, and it was white impermanence.