small country farmer

Chapter 113 Returning to the Mass Burial Mound

"Fairy, fairy, don't go! Don't go!" An urgent voice came from the bedroom, and Zhang Wei who was lying on the bed suddenly sat up, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his face was ugly.

Sun Xiaolian looked worried, seeing her son woke up, she laughed instantly, holding Mo Ying's hand excitedly, and with Mo Ying's support, she came to Zhang Wei's bedside.

"Xiaowei, you're finally awake. You scared mom." Sun Xiaolian hugged Zhang Wei's shoulders and looked at it carefully. Her callused hands rubbed Zhang Wei's face, and her eyes shone softly.

Zhang Wei's heart warmed, and a smile appeared on his pale face. He couldn't bear to see his mother worrying about him, so he hurriedly comforted him: "Mom, I'm fine, don't worry!"

"It's all my mother's fault. I shouldn't have let you see your father. It's so late and you didn't come back, but it made my mother very anxious." Sun Xiaolian was terrified. She was only such a son. If something went wrong, she would I don't know how to explain to Dad Zhang under the underworld.

With tears in her eyes, Sun Xiaolian held Mo Ying's hand, grateful, "If Mo Ying hadn't looked for you, you would have frozen to death in the mountains. Thanks to this good girl."

Zhang Wei looked at Mo Ying and thanked Mo Ying, "Thank you!"

He can't remember the past at all. He only remembers a beautiful figure in his mind. Now that he thinks of it, he still feels regretful. He should really catch up and thank the fairy who saved him in person. Unfortunately, he was too weak at that time up.

Mo Ying was very cold, even if Zhang Wei thanked her, she just nodded, Zhang Wei was used to her for a long time, so he didn't think much about it.

Zhang Wei was afraid that his mother and the others would be worried, so he didn't say anything about the zombie encounter. Even if he did, they might not believe it. It seems that he had to go to the mountains again for this matter. He always felt that there was nothing wrong with that night. It's that simple, and he still has the urge to meet the fairy.

"Mom, I want to bury my dad again." After thinking about it, Zhang Weisi still felt that he needed to discuss it with his mother.

Sun Xiaolian was startled, her expression changed, she was very puzzled why Zhang Wei did this, she actually had some scruples in her heart, "Xiaowei, I'm afraid this will not work, your father died too early, so he can only be buried in a mass grave , otherwise the Zhang family will be unlucky."

"Mom, I know what you said. What I mean is to find a good place to bury my dad. It has nothing to do with the Zhang family's grave. My dad died early, and I didn't have time to do my filial piety. Now I have the ability , I want my dad to go safely." Zhang Wei explained with sad eyes.

His words touched Sun Xiaolian deeply. Sun Xiaolian looked sad, fell silent for a while, and looked very complicated. No matter what, mom will support you, and I believe your dad will be very pleased if he is underground."

"Well, thank you Mom!" Zhang Wei smiled, and when the weather cleared, he would go to see the place, which is a big event.

Time passed quickly, a month passed in the blink of an eye, and it was less than one month before the Chinese New Year, and it had already entered the twelfth lunar month.

Everyone in Zhangjiazhuang has started to buy new year's goods. The villagers' life is rich. Every morning, they will drive tractors in groups to go to the county town to go to the market. Until noon, the villagers will carry big bags and small bags. I returned to Zhangjiazhuang beaming, and every household hoped for a good year.

In the past month, Zhang Wei has been very busy. Due to the cold weather, the medicinal planting base is facing serious problems. The medicinal materials grow slowly, and some medicinal materials even show signs of freezing to death.

As soon as Huang Zhi saw that the situation was not good, he hurried to find Zhang Wei. Zhang Wei did emergency work immediately, invested a lot of money again, and spent three days designing an automatic solar greenhouse. No night, no fear of severe cold, and workers to build.

After half a month, the solar automatic greenhouse finally completely covered the medicinal planting base. As soon as Zhang Wei and Huang Zhi entered it, they felt that it was a warm spring. The temperature was very suitable for the growth of medicinal materials.

Not only that, this design also saves electricity and heating, and is more environmentally friendly. The workers live in it, which is very comfortable, and has won unanimous praise from the workers.

Zhang Wei is very satisfied with his design results, and this design will become Zhang Wei's patent in the near future. That's another story.

During the design of the solar automatic greenhouse, Zhang Wei re-deployed the new Lingquan formula, which greatly shortened the cultivation cycle of medicinal materials, reduced a lot of manpower and material resources, and reduced costs, which greatly increased the profit of the medicinal material planting base. .

As soon as Zhang Wei was busy with these things, he went out early and returned late every day, running into the deep mountains. The mountains are very big, and the places Zhang Wei goes to are almost the same every day. In order to find a suitable cemetery for his father, Zhang Wei worked hard and used it countless times. Excessive perspective, falling into a state of collapse.

After more than half a month of searching, the energy in Zhang Wei's body became more and more condensed. Now he has mastered the perspective method with a high degree of proficiency, and his eyes are almost becoming the golden eyes of Monkey King. He even feels that he has reached a bottleneck and is about to break through to refinement. A realm of qi, refining qi to transform into a god!

Heaven paid off, Zhang Wei finally found a dragon vein on the first day of the twelfth lunar month. Although it was a waste of a cemetery here, Zhang Wei was very willing to mark it around.

As soon as he got home, he immediately told his mother, and hired professionals to make many props for the dead.

"The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month is a good day. At eight o'clock in the morning, the breath of the dragon's veins is at its peak, and that time is the most suitable for burial." Zhang Wei carefully calculated and determined the time.

After working for more than a month, Zhang Wei finally had two days of rest before entering the mass grave again. This time he was fully prepared and practiced many exorcism skills, such as the Diamond Sutra.

"I hope to see that fairy." With anticipation, Zhang Wei walked through the forest where he encountered zombies.

After taking care of his father's tomb, there were no weeds, and it was much cleaner. Zhang Wei knelt down and placed the sacrifices, and chatted with his father for a while. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw the traces of someone moving the back of the tomb. , and even a little bit of blood mixed in the soil.

Zhang Wei's face darkened in an instant. Someone dared to tamper with his father's grave. What was he trying to do?He was even more sure that the zombie attack that night was not accidental, and someone must be behind everything.

"Who is it?"

(End of this chapter)