Great Dao Ji

Daoyitu gives very little information.

An Qisheng had no intention of searching in detail. He was a half-mad and half-foolish master, and there was no point in wasting his power.

After your body has recovered, let's take some time to figure it out.

This time, the punch didn't last long. After the blood started flowing in the body, he stopped.

Blood is the source of life for the human body, transporting nutrients and driving metabolism. When the blood circulates, most of the body's dead energy will be gone.

The huge deficit caused to the body between death and rebirth cannot be made up for at once.

"The aura of heaven and earth in this world is richer than that of Jiufujie, but"

Slowly withdrawing the posture, An Qisheng's eyes showed a trace of ripples.

The world is different. He has known this since his trip to the floating world. This surprise lies in gravity, air flow, body structure, and the aura of heaven and earth.

And the reason why he stimulated the physical body with his mental power and moved the blood with boxing was not to activate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

It was because, when his mind was ready to come out of his body, he felt a huge crisis.

This crisis is as vast as the sea and as deep as the night.

Its root is from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth!

The aura of heaven and earth in this world,

poisonous!

"This world is weirder than I imagined"

An Qisheng put down his arm, which had regained its blood color, and looked a little solemn.

If his spirit hadn't reached the point where he could understand things clearly and seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, he might have been tricked.

At this time, he is still unable to detect the strangeness contained in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. He still needs to contact people in this world to know the truth.

Woohoo~

At this time, the dying half-big yellow dog suddenly struggled to stand up, faced the door, and let out a threatening growl.

It was very nervous, and its bloody hair stood on end, as if it had been greatly frightened.

Phew~

Almost at the same time, a gust of bone-chilling wind blew in, blowing out the candlelight that was not very bright in the room.

Dark clouds cover the moon, and the deep night falls, covering the entire Yizhuang.

Accompanied by the howling of the ghostly wind, it was extremely weird for a moment.

"Huh?"

An Qisheng moved and glanced towards the door.

There were four coffins placed in the courtyard of Yizhuang, with a shed on top. Further away, the cold wind was filled with dust, stirring over the entire mass grave. Along with the little phosphorus fire, it was scattered among the strange noises that were heard from time to time. It looks weird on the outside.

Other than that, it was empty, even the vicious corpse-eating dogs were nowhere to be seen.

Although invisible to the naked eye, it was vaguely reflected in An Qisheng's mind. In the night, there seemed to be a strange existence that could not be seen with the naked eye, approaching.

The crisis in my heart is rising like a tide.

Hoho~~~

The yellow dog became more and more nervous, guarding the door and growling from time to time.

What is this?

ghost?

Demon?

Charming?

An Qi was frightened but not confused. He concentrated and watched with the eyes of his heart.

As he concentrated his mind, his perspective changed. Faintly, he saw a huge figure floating over the mass grave.

Like a cow or a horse, it has no real image but is not imaginary.

It seemed that he was in another different dimension, floating by, half of his body was underground, and half of his body was on the ground, moving with the cold wind, and the phosphorus fire on the mass grave was blown out in one fell swoop.

Then, a series of sharp howls that could not be heard by human ears exploded.

It seemed like he was scolding, it seemed like he was begging for mercy, it seemed like he was afraid.

However, the shrill screams disappeared as the huge shadow that looked like a cow or a horse passed by.

Then, the shadow moved around, like a normal person walking into the river. The further it walked, the deeper it sank into the ground. After a while, it was completely submerged underground and disappeared.

With An Qisheng's perception, he couldn't detect how it disappeared or where it went.

It seemed to disappear out of thin air, just as weird as when it came.

Phew~

As the shadow disappeared, the yellow dog collapsed to the ground, sticking out his tongue and rolling his eyes.

"Yin Shen? Bull-headed and horse-faced? Or something?"

An Qisheng frowned slightly.

Those screams contained very little information, and An Qisheng's language about this world was only a bit like that of the owner of the body. He could only hear the words "Yin Shen" in them.

However, he still secretly wrote down these words. When he learns the language of this world, he will know the meaning of these words.

"It seems that I have to meet all the people in this world."

An Qisheng changed his mind.

He leaned down and picked up the yellow dog. After a while, the yellow dog's life should be fine.

It's just like his body, it needs to rest.

Ten miles away from the mass graves are small mountain villages.

Most of these small mountain villages have the same surname, or their ancestors fled or migrated here. They cling to each other and are exclusive. The number of people in these small mountain villages is only a few dozen families at a minimum, or only a hundred households at a time.

Xiaozhang Village is the largest village among them, with nearly two hundred households. There is a high fence outside the village, and there are people guarding it day and night. There are also many hounds in the village.

"Son, why did you leave your mother!"

"Honey, how can I survive if you leave me alone?"

Early that morning, accompanied by cries, a group of people walked out of Xiaozhang Village carrying three coffins.

"well!"

Village Chief Zhang sighed, a trace of pity appearing on his face.

There were four people in this family. Who would have thought that after one night, only an old woman would die.

"Birth, old age, illness and death are determined by God, so please show your condolences."

The speaker was an old Taoist priest wearing a gray robe. He sighed lightly, but his face didn't change much. He seemed to be used to it.

He looked about fifty or sixty years old. He was holding a bell in one hand and a gourd engraved with black patterns in the other.

"Son"

The old woman didn't seem to hear anything and just kept crying.

The village chief and the old Taoist priest stopped talking and led the team forward.

Not long after, I saw Yizhuang in front of the mass graves from a distance.

"Yizhuang has arrived."

Village Chief Zhang glanced at Yizhuang and bowed his hands to the old Taoist priest: "Second brother, I'm going to trouble you again."

"As a fellow villager, if you can help, you will naturally do so."

The old Taoist priest shook his bell and stepped forward.

Everyone followed.

Many nearby villages jointly funded the construction of this charity village to temporarily place coffins and corpses.

People who die violently are most afraid of being infected with popularity. Once infected, it is easy to become stiff. Therefore, there are yizhuangs everywhere, from small villages to large cities, just to place the coffins of people who died violently.

Most of the people who guard the righteous village are mentally retarded or very old.

The former does not know how to be afraid, while the latter does not have a long time to live.

"The corpse bearer!"

As soon as he walked into Yizhuang, the middle-aged man carrying food shouted:

"Where are the people? Why haven't they come out yet?"

There were constant cries along the way, and An Qisheng naturally heard it a long time ago. Hearing the cries, he walked out slowly.

The yellow dog with its bones limped behind.

After a night of sharpening his muscles, An Qisheng was naturally very different from the original owner, but few of these people cared about him and didn't notice it at all.

After handing him the food, he went about arranging the coffin.

But the old Taoist priest took a look at An Qisheng and realized something was wrong.

He was a Taoist monk from a nearby mountain. He was responsible for most of the funerals in nearby villages, so he was naturally familiar with this 'corpse caretaker'.

At this time, I noticed something strange, but I didn't know where it was.

"Go back!"

The coffin was put down in a hurry, and everyone was already eager to leave.

There are too many corpses placed in this Yi Village, and there is an eerie atmosphere in broad daylight. Normal people would not want to stay here for even a moment.

From beginning to end, apart from the man carrying the food saying something, there was only the crying of the old woman.

An Qisheng took the steamed bun and chewed it slowly, with a ripple in the depths of his eyes.

But he has collected the spiritual imprints of these people and is falling asleep.

His mental strength was far from what it used to be. He had already fallen asleep in a few moments, and he already had a rough idea of ​​the characters, language, customs and people in this world.

He was currently in Annuo County, Liangzhou Prefecture under the jurisdiction of the Daqing Dynasty.

The Daqing Dynasty had a vast territory, numerous state capitals, and a large population.

It’s just that the farthest these people have ever been is Anno County, and that’s all they know.

"Second brother, let's go."

At this time, Village Chief Zhang glanced at the other coffins and said.

"Um."

The old Taoist priest nodded and followed everyone away.

After a few people left, An Qisheng put the half-eaten steamed buns in the food box and walked into the courtyard.

In the yard, including these three coffins, there were seven coffins in total.

An Qisheng slowly walked up to the three new coffins, felt them for a moment, and then suddenly reached out and pushed open the lid of one of the coffins.

Among them was a middle-aged man, about thirty years old.

"Sure enough, there were no injuries."

An Qisheng's eyes moved slightly.

This man died in the same way as the original owner of this body, without any injuries. It was obvious that his soul was taken out by someone using evil methods. Needless to say, the other two coffins were the same.

Phew~

An Qisheng had just closed the coffin lid, but the old Taoist priest had left and returned without knowing it, and came to Yizhuang again.

"You, are you enlightened?"

The old Taoist priest looked at An Qisheng in surprise:

"when?"

He knew that this corpse-watcher was born ignorant, half-mad and half-stupid. Although he could communicate with others simply, his actions were dull and lacked spiritual energy, which was completely different from now.

"I'm never stupid."

An Qisheng answered vaguely.

If he wanted to pretend to be the original owner, there would be no problem. The reason why he didn't was to lure the old Taoist priest here.

Because, this old Taoist priest has fluctuations in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"oh?"

The old Taoist priest was shocked and confused. Could it be that he was just pretending before?

But what's the point of pretending to be crazy and stupid?

Moreover, this corpse-watcher seems to be less than twenty years old. Could it be that he started pretending when he was less than ten years old?

An Qisheng turned his eyes and asked proactively:

"Have you ever heard of the Bone Man Demon?"

"The Bone Man Demon!"

The old Taoist priest was suddenly shocked and immediately threw his previous doubts behind him:

"Are you talking about the white-bone human demon, one of the seventy-two evil arts of the evil path?"

The second update is here, let’s continue coding.