The body is a natural protective barrier for the soul. With this barrier, all kinds of harm cannot easily reach the soul. As long as the soul is intact, a person can be called a specific person regardless of whether his body is injured or disabled.
Of course, if there is no body and only a soul, it is not a specific person - without a body, it is out of the category of human beings and belongs to another species.
Since it is a barrier, it has certain restrictions. The communication between the soul and the outside world must be carried out through the body, which is why her excessive use of mental power will damage the body.
Even if she wants to use more mental power than her body can bear without damaging her body, she will leave this body and become a conscious state. She will be able to use her mental power without any scruples, no longer restricted by the body.
But once it leaves the body, the conscious body may not be able to come back.
In other worlds, you must be restricted by other worlds.
With experience from the previous world, Zihua is not in a hurry.
She stood up and after eating a bowl of candied eggs, her legs and feet were not as weak as when she got off the kang just now.
Zihua walked out of the house calmly.
The yard is not small.
Although the main house has three rooms, the yard is five or six rooms wide.
There is a side room in the east and west.
A small shed was built next to the two side houses.
There are two persimmon trees planted near the courtyard wall in the southwest. They are both as thick as an arm, and green persimmons hang on the branches in the crown.
The area set aside for growing vegetables on the east side of the courtyard is half the size of the land.
In this way, there is still a lot of empty space in the yard.
The earthen courtyard wall is not very high. From the top of the courtyard wall, you can see the heads of people outside the courtyard, and tall people can see half of their heads.
A thin layer of sweat broke out on Zihua's body when she walked to the door.
Gently opening the courtyard door, I saw about ten people standing outside the courtyard.
It's just after work in the morning, and people working in the fields are coming back from the fields to have lunch one after another, and people are still crowding around here.
Fortunately, the Wei family lives in the west end of the village, which is relatively remote. Most people don't do this except going up the mountain, otherwise there will be even more people around.
The sounds heard inside the gate are just as loud as those outside the gate. The difference lies in who is speaking.
In the crowd, Miao Dalan turned her back to the door and argued with the person opposite, "...Jiang Hehua, you don't need to provoke me. People kindly told me that I even surrendered the person. There is no such thing in the world."
Miao Dalan would not call her Jiang Jing.
Don't like being called Jiang Hehua? Then she calls her that, whether you like it or not.
"That means there is no evidence." Jiang Jing said with a magnanimous look, "If you arrange this for me like this, I will go to the police and sue you."
There happened to be no one standing behind Miao Dalan, so Zihua saw Jiang Jing's face from the gap next to Miao Dalan.
Jiang Jing looks eighteen or nineteen years old, and her facial features are a bit ordinary. She can be described as delicate. The key is that her skin is white and her face is clean. As the saying goes, one white skin covers three ugliness. Jiang Jing is not ugly to begin with, but her appearance has improved several times.
File and go.
When Jiang Jing was still Jiang Hehua, she was not so white. The original owner remembered that she had a lot of freckles on both sides of her nose, and her teeth were a little yellow because she didn't brush them every day.
In the past few years, my freckles have disappeared, my teeth have become shiny white, and my whole person has become more and more beautiful.
This can be explained by the female transformation, so the original owner only had doubts in his heart.
Jiang Jing is also very good at dressing up.
Her long hair was not tied into two big braids like the others, but was tied into a high ponytail. The hanging black shiny tail was tied into five strands with four rubber bands, which was playful and concise.
She wore a floral top and blue-black trousers. The material was ordinary cotton, but the style was special. The top was pinched at the waist, and the trousers were straight and leggings, revealing most of her body curves.
Against a group of people who were dressed in shabby clothes and covered in mud from work, he stood out particularly well.
Among the men watching, several of them glanced at her from time to time.
After seeing Jiang Jing clearly, Zi Hua was more interested in her than the men watching because Jiang Jing smelled of spiritual energy.
The spiritual energy in this world is much less than that in the previous world, at least that's what she sensed here.
With less spiritual energy, cultivation will be slower and it will take longer to maintain the body.
The spiritual energy in Jiang Jing's body is obviously much higher than the concentration in the surrounding environment.
If she wants to know the reason, she has to use her mental power. But this will not work. If she uses her mental power, the life of this body will be drained on the spot.
If your physical fitness is not enough, you will naturally have to extract the essence of your body.
Zi Hua was not in a hurry. She was in this village. In this era, Jiang Jing couldn't go anywhere. It was too late to wait until she was well enough to see if Jiang Jing had any problems.
"Jiang Jing dares to talk to the police, and the matter is probably out of the question."
"Hey, whoever spread this story is trying to get some revenge on several families. The person who spread it doesn't have any good intentions."
"Miao Dalan's temper is quite bad. He starts talking randomly before he understands everything clearly."
A middle-aged woman with a bun on the back of her head sitting on the ground next to Jiang Jing clapped her hands and said, "Yes! Let's go to the commune and file a complaint with the police." This person was Jiang Jing's mother, Li Erni.
Zi Hua looked over and saw that Li Erni's face was not as conspicuous as Jiang Jing's, but compared with the other young and old women around her except Jiang Jing, her face was much moisturized, and more importantly, she also had aura on her body.
traces of.
interesting.
Li Erni sat on the ground unable to get up, clapped her hands and muttered, "Miao Dalan, if you don't give us an explanation today, I'm not done with you!"
Miao Dalan put her hands on her hips, "Li Erni, you can do it! How dare you give me a try!"
Zihua walked out of the courtyard gate.
An aunt standing at the end of the door saw Zihua coming out and said, "Why is Xingxi coming out? Is this okay? No more burning?"
The person speaking is the neighbor on the left, Fang Chuntao, who is Wei Baoshan's cousin. Zihua should call her fifth aunt.
The original owner had been ill for three or four days. In order to take care of her, Miao Dalan took several days off from work. Naturally, the neighbors knew about it.
"Fifth Aunt." Zihua called someone, "I'm much better. I don't have a fever anymore."
As soon as the two chatted, some people noticed this.
Miao Dalan was only two or three steps away from the door. When she heard Zihua's voice, she turned around and said anxiously, "Xing, why did you come out? Go back to the house and rest. The fever stopped just now."
, don’t go back to the wind.”
Zihua walked up to Miao Dalan and said, "I think it would be better to go for a walk."
When Zi Hua said yes, Miao Dalan believed her and did not urge her to enter the house.
Zihua tilted her head slightly and looked at Jiang Jing, "Jiang Hehua, you have to prove it, and I will give you a proof. Put aside the things in the town, let's talk about the things you two did in the village first.
Do you dare to say that you haven't been to the Dong family ten days ago? Uncle Dong and Aunt Zhang are not here. The only other person in the Dong family besides Dong Anguo is Dong Goudan. Don't say that you are here to find Dong Goudan."
The original owner followed Miao Dalan's temper. He was usually very talkative, but when things happened, he was quick-tongued and quick-tongued.