When Du Bai walked to the bed, he could see that it seemed that it had been carefully cared for by someone, both the bedding and the clothes were stacked neatly.

The scholar lay so quietly on the bed, with his hands crossed on his abdomen, calm and peaceful, without any evil spirits in his body like the big turtle outside.

It is not an exaggeration to say that these two people are not the same person.

It is hard to imagine that the big turtle would have tried his best to hide the door for him. Even at the last moment, he would self-destruct and bury the secret completely underground so that outsiders would not let them in and disturb them!

In fact, the other party’s idea was indeed very correct. If any other mortal came over, it would be difficult to discover the secret, let alone knowing how to use immortal texts, which is enough to eliminate most people.

However, what I didn't expect was that I still couldn't defend against Du Bai's means.

Du Bai thought about it, lowered his head and looked at the corpse in front of him carefully, but at this moment, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Although the person in front of me was dead, there was a strange flow of a living person's anger...

It is precisely these anger that prevents this body from rotting, and even maintains its appearance as it was before, immortal for thousands of years.

"But...where did these angers come from?"

Anger can still appear in the dead...

Du Bai instantly remembered the big turtle asking the villagers for a woman as a sacrifice. His expression changed slightly, and his eyes looked at the scholar were a little solemn!

"Could it be... the big turtle took the mortals' anger to keep the body alive?"

Du Bai seemed to have thought of something, looked around again, and felt the cold and cold air that kept coming from nowhere.

"The yin energy here is extremely heavy, much stronger than the mortal world. I don't know where such a huge yin energy can be gathered, which is even better than my own palace..."

"It is also because of these yin energy that we can better preserve this body and allow it to be in the place where the yin energy and yang energy intersect. We will not be completely invaded by the yin energy, nor will it be rotten by the yang energy..."

From Du Bai's unprofessional perspective, the design here is still very exquisite, and it preserves the integrity of this body to the greatest extent, just like...

It seems like he is looking forward to his life one day.

"To do this..." Du Bai couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He didn't know what the relationship between this big turtle and this scholar was. He even refused to leave him after his death and kept taking good care of him.

However, this corpse should be just a thought that has been left behind. After all, there is no remnant of the soul. Even if you come alive, it will only be a soulless zombie, not a living person.

Du Bai thought for a while, reached out and gently touched the scholar's forehead.

The touch is no different from ordinary people's skin, except that it needs to be a little colder.

But what really made him sure of his guess was the secret in his other person's body.

"This person—that should be the real river god..."

He emitted a magic power from his fingers and seeped into his forehead and spread to his whole body. Based on the feedback he kept sending back, he finally had some results.

The scholar's physique is obviously different from other mortals, but it is closer to the physiques of the gods and Buddhas he had seen before.

However, this scholar should not be strong during his lifetime, and it can be said that he was a bit weak, so even in his heyday, he might not be much stronger than the Nightmare Dragon King.

But no matter what, an immortal is still an immortal. Even if he is dead, the flesh and blood should not change.

However, now the fairy energy in the body of this river god is almost thin, even very thin, which is stronger than the one on the big turtle.

That big turtle should have been contaminated with fairy spirit because it was always taking care of this body.

This is also the main reason why he didn't recognize it at first sight.

Du Bai could probably guess that the dissipation of the fairy energy in his body may be related to the arrangement here.

Just as he was thinking about it, a trace of abnormal movement suddenly came from his fingers, which made him feel moved. He closed his eyes, and then he looked like looking at a flower in the fog. A picture gradually changed from blur to clear appeared in front of him.

In the middle of the picture was still this familiar wooden house, but the surroundings were sunny and the climate was gentle. It was obviously not in this place where the yin energy gathered, but in the ordinary mortal world.

At this time, the door of the wooden house opened and a handsome young man walked out. Judging from his facial features, he was clearly very similar to the scholar just now, but he was much younger.

He first looked at the water tank and the vegetable garden, then raised the bucket that was slightly bulky compared to his body, and walked towards the river in the distance with great difficulty step by step.

"Mom, I'll go get water first, and I'll boil water for you to decoct medicine later!"

He left a sentence.

It turned out that there was an old woman lying on the sickbed in the room. She leaned against the head of the bed and coughed gently, her face a little pale.

After a while, the boy had already returned with water, filled the water tank and poured it into the yard, and then worked hard to decoct medicine for his mother...

After a while of busyness, it was almost noon that the boy had just gotten free. He moved out a small wooden bench to sit at the door, took out a slightly worn book and watched it in the sun, reading it in a low voice, and was worried that it would disturb his mother who had just fallen asleep in the house.

Du Bai's eyes followed the boy's back and nodded slightly.

Although this young man was born in poverty, he was filial and studied hard. He should have good morals and was a type that he admired quite a lot.

And this scene also flashed by. When it appeared again, it was already dark, and it must have been a few days.

At this time, the river bank was full of lights, and torches were inserted on the shore or on the trees, illuminating the place quite brightly.

The river surface is sparkling, and it is illuminated by the shore. Sometimes there are winds and waves but not too much.

This good season, many villagers were shouting loudly, happy or annoyed, and it was quite lively, just like a festival market.

Du Bai glanced at it and guessed what local fishing activity should be.

I saw that these villagers were holding fishing nets in their hands, sometimes rushing in the river and sometimes drilling into the bottom of the water, just to be able to catch a "fish king" with their own hands and win the first prize!

Some of the fish and shrimps that were caught casually were made by the women who cooked the soup on the shore. Soon, a bowl of mellow and delicious fish soup was served, which was extremely delicious and a great treat.

Some children are also very good at water. They swim back and forth in the water like monkeys, playing and playing, and some also touch some shells, fish, shrimps and so on the bottom of the water. If there are big fish, it would be considered an unexpected surprise.

And that boy is also among these children.
Chapter completed!