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Chapter 283: Draw the Sword and Slash

A figure is wandering in the dense forest.

This figure was the corpse yesterday.

Compared with yesterday and today, the corpse was walking upright like a person, and even the yin energy around it disappeared completely.

If it weren't for the torn clothes on his body, it would be no different from ordinary people.

The only strange thing is that this person's eyes are unsightly and as if he has no soul.

"Who am I? Why am I here?" The figure squatted down and kept talking to himself.

Just as the figure was talking to himself, an old voice rang out on Jiang Feng's back, "Who is from, which village are you from? Why haven't I seen you before? Why did you run to our Yingshan Village?"

The corpse turned his head to look expressionlessly.

I saw an old man carrying a bamboo basket looking at him strangely.

"I don't know who I am, I don't know where I am, I don't know anything!!!"

As he spoke, the body became more and more excited, and bursts of black air emerged from his body and his eyes gradually turned red.

The old man was not afraid of this situation and said with a smile: "Young boy, you don't have a name either, it doesn't matter, I can give you a name."

"Huh?" Hearing this, the corpse breath slowly calmed down.

The old man looked at him with a smile and stretched out his hand at him, "I have a grandson, but unfortunately he died. Why don't you be my grandson?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the old man finished speaking, his eyes lit up

"I am your grandson?"

"My name is Jiang Feng?" Jiang Feng began to talk to himself.

Then his face changed rapidly.

First, the body shrank to five years old, and then it continued to evolve from five years old, until it became twenty years old.

By the end, his face had already become another face.

Even the rag on his body turned into another set of clothes.

A set of clothes worn by children, but this set of clothes is magnified several times.

"Huh?" It was the old man's turn that was stunned.

"You are Feng'er..." The old man was about to say something but was surprised to find that his body was fogging faintly.

It turned out that this old man was also a soul, but was just waiting for another soul.

When his obsession disappears, he will also disappear.

"Grandpa!!!" Jiang Feng ran over and cried but was out of nowhere.

"Good boy." The old man said goodbye to Jiang Feng with his last strength.

Jiang Feng looked at the disappearing grandfather and burst into tears. He kept trying to reach out to catch him, but he always lost his mind.

After the grief, Jiang Feng finally recovered.

Looking at the long-lost grandfather Jiang Feng couldn't let go of it for a long time.

Finally he sighed and stood up and prepared to go home.

In his memory, he accidentally got lost in the mountains when he was five years old and had been lost here for fifteen years.

Following the memories from 15 years ago, walking towards home.

What surprised Jiang Feng was that the road had changed a lot. He remembered that it was not like this 15 years ago.

But it doesn't matter, as long as you can get home, everything is worth it.

It took nearly half an hour Jiang Feng finally went down the mountain and saw the small mountain village in his memory.

But what puzzled him was that this small mountain village was completely different from the small mountain village he remembered.

Although he was a little confused, Jiang Feng still followed his memory and came back towards home.

On the way back, the villagers saw him with strange eyes.

Nothing else, it's because Jiang Feng is wearing extremely weird shoes and clothes.

It’s okay to say that the clothes are in baby style, so can others not be curious?

The most important thing is that no outsiders come in this village, so they naturally took a few more glances because of their curiosity.

Jiang Feng was more confused than them. Why didn’t he know any of the people here?

I can't say I don't know each other. Some of them look a little bit like this, but they are much older.

Not long after he left, he finally saw his home, which were several dirt houses.

"Mom and Dad, I'm back." Jiang Feng ran over happily.

But no one came to welcome him, and Jiang Feng didn't care. Maybe his parents were not at home?

The door was locked, so he naturally knew where the key was.

Jiang Feng walked to a brick hole next to him and picked it up with his hands and took out a key.

Jiang Feng opened the door and ran in happily, but just saw the scene inside, Jiang Feng stopped.

It was exactly the same as he remembered, but at this time it was filled with spider silk and layers of dust were covered with furniture, which all showed that no one had come to clean it for a long time.

Looking at the situation inside, Jiang Feng seemed to understand something. A tear passed through the corner of his eyes.

After standing for a long time, Jiang Feng wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and walked to the side to pick up the broom that had not been used for a long time.

He first went out to fetch a bucket of water and began to clean the former home hard.

He always believed that his parents would definitely come back.

The crackling sounds here in Jiang Feng finally attracted the attention of the neighbor next door.

"Hey, are the Jiang couple back?" An aunt walked out of the room with vegetables and listened to the crackling sound next door, puzzled.

"Don't be a thief?" The aunt decided to take a look. After all, she had been neighbors for decades.

But in the past, she took a shoulder pole just in case.

The aunt walked into the door with a shoulder pole quietly and looked around.

Jiang Feng was just about to go out and get another bucket of water and just saw it.

"Hello, aunt." Jiang Feng put down the bucket and said politely.

"Are you?" The aunt stared at Jiang Feng but couldn't remember who Jiang Feng was, but she just looked familiar.

"I am their son." Jiang Feng explained.

"Oh." The aunt suddenly realized.

No wonder I looked familiar and turned out to be their son, but I didn't recognize him when I grew up.

"Why don't you notify me when you will come back?" After knowing who it was, the aunt also put away the shoulder pole and asked with a smile.

It can be seen that the relationship between the two companies was quite good in the past.

"I got lost in the forest, I just came back." Jiang Feng touched his bare little flat head and replied with a smile.

"Is this little flat head still there for ten years?" The aunt smiled and reached out and rubbed his head.

Ten years have not seen each other? Isn’t it fifteen years?

Although Jiang Feng was a little confused, he didn't say it out loud, but replied with a smile: "My father cut it for me."

"I didn't expect that your dad would cut your hair after so many years. I remember that my baby's hair was also cut by him. Your dad's craftsmanship is beyond words, but it's a pity." The aunt remembered the past and sighed a lot.

Jiang Feng just responded with a smile.

After chatting for a while, the aunt also saw that Jiang Feng had something to do, so she got up and left.

However, before leaving, the aunt couldn't help but mutter: "I grow up so fast. I'm only fifteen years old and look like a young man in his twenties."

Jiang Feng didn't care after hearing this. He knew this aunt, but he looked a little older.

Maybe the aunt remembered it wrongly when she was old?

I think the aunt should be in her 60s?

He remembered that when he was a child, he even fed him breasts.
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