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Name: Ding Jie

Age: 22

Intelligence: 1

Power: 20

Speed: 9

Merit value: 0

Martial Arts: Nine Yang Divine Arts (6/9) Golden Bell Cover (4/12)

The strength has increased by two points.

The rest of the attributes have not changed.

Sure enough, the most important aspect of the "Golden Bell Cover" is "defense"!

But it is not difficult to see from the above data that every time the "Golden Bell Cover" is upgraded, it increases by 1 point of strength.

Very fixed.

That's right. If you continue like this, you will wait to practice all the two skills to the full level. I'm afraid that you will have infinite abilities and can be indestructible.

Perceive the power in the body.

He couldn't help but feel a little excited. In terms of strength, this time the promotion has increased a lot.

The power of three thousand pounds.

The explosive power of each punch is three thousand pounds.

The damage can be imagined.

"The power has been enhanced. In terms of true qi, it has also been enhanced a lot. But my current shortcomings are still in terms of mental power. We must strengthen it. When we go back, we will immediately look for spiritual techniques."

To be honest, after this spiritual power awakening, he has learned a lot of lessons.

He is not the strongest yet.

There should be many "superhuman" like him.

Next, it will be cold.

In the past few days, the police station in Tianma Town has sent these passengers who suffered from car accidents to their destinations for free.

As long as you are discharged from the hospital, the police station will deliver it to the destination for free, in one step.

Ding Jie was discharged from the hospital early this morning.

The person responsible for sending Ding Jie to Fengmen Village was a female policeman.

"I'm at the place, get off."

I stopped in front of an old locust tree with a crooked neck at the entrance of the village, and waited for Ding Jie to get out of the car. The car turned around and left immediately, without leaving for a second.

At this time, it was already evening, and the sun set on the hill and it was almost dark.

Fengmen Village is not close to Tianma Town, and it took more than three hours to send Ding Jie here.

Taking advantage of the setting sun, he looked at the entire mountain village roughly.

It is closed, the roads are muddy, and the houses are arranged in an orderly manner, but not many. Looking around, there are at most a hundred or ten families in the entire village.

What a dilapidated village.

Houses are all brick and tile houses, like those in the 1950s and 1960s.

Fortunately, the village has electricity.

You can see many telephone poles erected on both sides of the village road.

"The scenery here is very good? I really don't know where it is!"

Without thinking too much, Ding Jie walked into the village carefully.

Along the way, I met many villagers from the village, dressed very simply, but I didn’t ask him, a very abrupt outsider.

I think it was because the crew was stationed in a mountain village, and they naturally regarded Ding Jie as the crew member.

In the countryside, if a stranger enters the village, he will definitely be questioned.

Because in such deep mountains, few strangers enter the village.

When he arrived at the village committee, Ding Jie stopped.

He remembered that the place where the crew was stationed was not far from the village committee.

"Woof, woof, woof!"

A dog!

At the entrance of the village committee, there was an old dog full of black, tirelessly digging the pit.

Dig the pit hard.

There is a large pit thirty centimeters deep.

In front of the big pit, there are also a pile of small mounds.

It is piled up high, like a grave mound.

Black dog digging graves?

In rural areas, there is such a saying.

If a black dog is digging a pit and its shape is like a tomb mound, that is, the black dog is "digging a grave".

Dig graves for living people!

Someone who was digging the pit by him will definitely die or die in the near future.

This is also called borrowing a breath of yang energy!

What you borrow is the yang energy of living people.

There is also a saying among the people that an old dog with black skin is the substitute of Black Impermanence in the living.

As long as he is digging the pit, he will give a "judge's document".

Recently, "Hei Wuchang" has returned to capture the soul and lock the life.

But these are all some folk rumors.

As for whether it is true or not, it is unknown.

When I arrived at the entrance of the village committee, I made a phone call.

It was a fight for the crew leader.

Not long after, a young-looking girl came to pick up Ding Jie.

He looks very pretty and his whole body is filled with the breath of youth.

It's very talkable, and along the way, this little girl was talking.

Through chatting on the road, Ding Jie realized that the little girl was named Xiang Xue.

"Mr. Ding, the row of houses in front is the dormitory arranged by our crew for you. Rather than dormitories, they are actually rented houses. Two people have a room. There is no way, the village has limited housing, so you just want to just go. By the way, a colleague from your radio station came a few days ago, and I will arrange you and him together."

"By the way. Remember not to leave the house at night or walk around. As for your work arrangements, wait for tomorrow to arrange them. It is probably some supervisors and logistics work."

When she arrived at the place, Xiang Xue left.

When I left, I told Ding Jie that when I was a little later, the crew would distribute lunch boxes in a unified manner, and then I would just go to the village committee to receive lunch boxes.

The houses are all very dilapidated brick and tile houses, and even the windows are covered with paper.

"Who will come here?"

Unexpectedly, someone else in the stage was taken away.

When I entered the house, it was a little messy inside, full of garbage bags of snacks and drink bottles.

"Zhang Zhen?"

Lying on the kang, drinking drinks and snacks frantically, it was the fat man who was lying on the kang.

His face was ashes, like a starving ghost.

I wish I could eat to death.

"Brother Ding? Why are you here? Like me, have you been sent here?"

"Sit down. Brother Ding, sit down quickly. I have stocked up a lot of snacks. Do you want to come and have some?"

Zhang Zhen was stunned for a moment and suddenly wiped his eyes. After confirming that it was Zhang Zhen, he quickly swept away the snacks on the kang and freed up a place for Ding Jie to sit.

"I won't eat it."

No need to guess, these snacks must have been bought by Zhang Zhen before he came.
To be continued...