According to the description in the original text of Zhe Tian, after being taken away from the body, the body will gradually change, and one day it will completely become its original appearance.
Not only can this world be reborn with a drop of blood, but after cultivating to a certain level, the soul can directly transform into its own body.
Zhang Ningfei planned to become a saint and directly use his soul to transform his body into his own body. That would be his real self. Zhang Ningfei's current body is just his house.
This time I went to look for my family not to recognize my relatives, but to give them some financial assistance. I pretended to be their son, just to give them psychological comfort. After all, he was not the original son.
Based on his own memory, Zhang Ningfei came to Q Island City. This city was more prosperous than before. Skyscrapers rose from the ground and shone under the sunlight. This was the light reflected from the glass.
Everything is strange, the name is still the same, the place has been covered by high-rise buildings and parks, everything has changed.
Things have really changed and people have changed. Is this still my hometown back then?
Zhang Ningfei flew to the high-rise building, and his village had turned into a big lake. Zhang Ningfei inquired about it, and it was said that one year, a new leader came, the kind who served the people wholeheartedly.
Hearing that Zhang Ningfei's village was called Jiehu, he immediately got inspiration, demolished the entire village, and dug a big lake. From then on, Jiehu Village really became a big Jiehu Lake.
Hearing that this leader had been promoted to city leader with this merit, Zhang Ningfei turned and left without saying a word.
By the lake, Zhang Ningfei saw a somewhat familiar figure. The old man was doing morning exercises.
It can be seen that this old man, who is over seventy years old, is getting stronger with age.
"Uncle, let me ask you something, how many years has this place been planned? Where did the people from the original village of Huhu move to?"
"Young man, you are not a local, are you? This has been planned for more than ten years. To be honest, I really miss the peaceful rural life before, with fewer people and more trees, and fresh air. Now there is oil smoke and smoke everywhere.
The noise is everywhere, I really miss the peace before”
"In the past, the elderly could grow vegetables and food on half an acre of land in the village, so that they could eat, drink and provide for their retirement."
"Now that I have moved to the city, I am sitting on nothing. All the 1,800 yuan of subsidy given to me has been given to the hospital. In the past, two yuan a box of Daqing leaves could cure a cold. But now I don't have 1,800 yuan to go to the hospital when I have a cold."
It can’t be cured.”
"Yes, the villas built by talented people in the past have also been demolished, and ordinary people can no longer resist those big developers."
"More than 20 years ago, there was a family named Zhang here. Do you have any impressions?"
"Zhang Moumou? That is my second brother's house. I heard that when his eldest nephew went to Mount Tai to play, he was taken away by the Kowloon coffin. I don't know whether he is alive or dead."
"Due to national policy, they had that one child, and they had the child at an old age. After losing the child, they suffered from severe depression."
“A few years ago, there were no more people.”
This uncle was very talkative and chatted with Zhang Ningfei all afternoon.
After Zhang Ningfei quietly searched for his soul, he deleted part of his memory and left here.
I bought a bouquet of flowers, quietly visited the graves of the two poor old people, and left silently.
Zhang Ningfei took a look and saw that his uncle's cousin had passed away. This cousin opened a restaurant. Due to the low entry threshold, he was almost the first choice for all newcomers to enter the industry. The competition was fierce and the business was tepid. Zhang Ningfei took out his money.
A piece of jade carved a lucky cat and was quietly placed in the room of my cousin's eldest nephew.
Zhang Ningfei quietly came to his third uncle's home again. This cousin was over forty years old. He was naughty and didn't like studying at that time, but he learned a craft and opened a gold shop. Now he can be considered a small success.
, children with both parents, no worries about food and clothing.
Zhang Ningfei knew that these gold and silver jewelry stores were off-the-grid, so he carved a lucky cat for his home and quietly placed it in his home. Then he crossed the ocean and arrived at the largest treasury in America.
Zhang Ningfei took more than a dozen tons of gold, refined it into small balls weighing about a kilogram, and threw them into the old house where ancestors were worshiped. I believe they will find out during the Chinese New Year that they can also secretly pass through the gold and silver shop.
Yes, sell it.
Now it's enough to help them get here. After all, Zhang Ningfei was already dead. According to the original text, he had died a violent death at this time. The new Zhang Ningfei came through time and only occupied his son's body.
Zhang Ningfei thought about himself again, traveling through the place where he lived before, and came to City L. After a search, he could not find the original village, and even the administrative divisions were very different.
Zhang Ningfei did not explore too much. The fate of this world and the earth was over, and Zhang Ningfei left.
Today's Zhang Ningfei's physical appearance is between sixteen and eighteen years old. In the strange world of Zhetian, a king can live for about five thousand years. Coupled with the elixirs and elixirs he takes, Zhang Ningfei is now even if he doesn't
After cultivating, you can live six to seven thousand years. Now, you are equivalent to a centenarian, and your body is only that of a baby less than one year old. Your vitality is extremely strong, and you are really very young.
Zhang Ningfei enjoyed walking through the streets and looking for all kinds of delicious snacks.
At this time, Ye Fan was immersed in the pain of losing his parents. Zhang Ningfei ignored him. Only he could get out of this pain.
The clothes Zhang Ningfei wears are still made of Tiansi silk brought from Beidou. They are warm in winter, cool in summer, and spotless.
A head of black and shiny hair, hanging down to the back, seems to be shining, and a strong and powerful body is enough to support this kind of ancient Hanfu-like clothes.
Coupled with long-term practice, a spiritual energy seems to be exuding around the body.
In the eyes of ordinary people on earth, he is just like the legendary beautiful boy with Chinese style.
Zhang Ningfei ignored other people's gazes and strolled around the streets casually. When he saw something he wanted to eat, he bought it directly. No one on this planet could threaten him for the time being. Don't worry, he would be chopped into pieces by someone from the killer dynasty. His mood
It can be described as extremely relaxing.
Zhang Ningfei, who was closing his eyes and enjoying the delicious food, suddenly felt two eyes staring at him for a long time.
Zhang Ningfei opened his eyes and saw that they were two young female anchors filming themselves with their mobile phones. They were whispering while filming, as if they were talking to the old men in their live broadcast room.
Seeing Zhang Ningfei looking over, the two female anchors gave a shy smile.
Zhang Ningfei smiled politely at them and lowered his head to eat.
The two female anchors seemed to be encouraged, so they stopped eating and sat across from Zhang Ningfei.
