Sword Three: Time Traveling to Pick a Father

When Wang Ting ran to the corpse, the wild dog had already begun to bite it tentatively.The wild dogs had a kind of wildness that domestic dogs did not have, and the bloody smell of the corpses aroused their violence even more.Just a few steps away, Wang Ting had already seen those wild dogs jumping on the corpse and biting it.

Wang Ting saw from a distance that the man was surrounded by people and chopped down by an unknown number of people. Now with the wounds of wild dogs, probably... maybe this man doesn't have any good skin on his body.

It's really pitiful, he died so miserably, and there was no one to take care of him.Wang Ting couldn't help but lament the indifference of this younger sister, even if she wanted to follow her lover in a hurry, even if she didn't want to delay a little bit of time for fear of being torn apart again, their sweet as honey, sticky as silk mountain has no edge Hetian strikes the feelings of lightning, then at least, it is always okay to give some money to the people here and let them buy a coffin to help them bury them.It's always okay to be buried first with a mark.Not to mention lack of money, those few people are not poor even if they look at them from a distance.

The outskirts of this kind of town are not comparable to the towns of later generations. Basically, there are not many people outside the town, and wild dogs and crows can be seen everywhere. Even if the wild dogs are blind and violate their instincts not to touch this dead man, Put it in the sun and expose it to the sun, and it is still left to rot like this.It seems that this is a means of insulting people. Wang Ting seems to remember that the corpse needs to be buried properly in the book he has read, and that he must be buried in the ground no matter what.If it is said that there is no way to send it home in a short time, it needs to fall to the ground first and then send it back to the person's hometown again when the time is selected.Therefore, Wang Ting wondered whether the so-called younger sister was a real sister or an undercover agent of the enemy's family, regarding the crying and crying of the younger sister who seemed to be deeply in love with each other but was so unfeeling that she didn't even look at her brother's situation.

The wild dogs were still gnawing, and Wang Ting held the round, clumsy pipe-like thing in his hand, well, it was actually a high-end thunder cannon that acted as a dog-beating stick.Although it is a little shorter, it is still very intimidating when used to perform knife skills. At the very least, a few wild dogs let go of their nothingness and ran away resentfully with their tails between their mouths.Of course, if Wang Ting hadn't learned martial arts, she would probably be thrown to the ground by those wild dogs whose mouths were stained with fresh blood and who had completely inspired their madness.

Seeing that the dogs were chased away by him, Wang Ting turned around with all his mental preparations.Don't blame her for being cowardly, anyone would feel scared when facing a dead person, okay, she didn't come from medical school and didn't have a strong heart.

Hey, your face is covered in blood... Before you could see the man's face clearly, Wang Ting was so frightened by the man's blood all over his face that he turned around again.Ah Mi, which tofu, is so scary, and the arms and legs of the dead body seem to have been bitten by dogs to blur, and the face is covered with blood anyway, so I don't know if it was bitten or not.However, Wang Ting thought, since people are belching anyway, they shouldn’t feel the pain, right?

But with such a terrifying appearance, he was really scared, and suddenly Wang Ting remembered the handkerchief in his arms.Originally, the handsome father bought her a lot of silk and silk handkerchiefs, but unfortunately, when Wang Ting thought of the expensive price of silk in modern society, he felt that it was Alexander who wiped his face with these things.Normally, she would wear expensive handkerchiefs to make her father happy, but she would use coarse cotton ones to save her heartache.

Your silk veil is still very fragile, if you accidentally pulled the silk or something.What Wang Ting brought out today was a white handkerchief with a few flowers embroidered on it... Although the flowers she embroidered were very abstract, they seemed to be related to the dog's footprints. I can secretly hide it for my own use.

Wang Ting turned back with half-closed eyes again, and then covered the veil directly while being afraid in his heart, wrongly, he threw it on the messy face covered with blood.

Now it's finally a little less stressful.No matter how handsome a person is, he won't look good if he's dead, let alone his face covered in blood, he doesn't need to go out in the middle of the night to scare everyone.

Wang Ting was a law-abiding and good citizen no matter before or now, it was because of her extremely high psychological quality and courage that she didn't faint at the first sight of such a horrific corpse.

Of course, she never thought of digging a hole for such a dead man and burying him by herself.She was originally weak and had no tools in her hands, and there were several servants in her family who were skilled in martial arts, so she didn't know how to dig a hole with her hands like the Virgin Mary White Lotus.It's not acting ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Wang Ting felt that the veil on the dead man's face still frightened her, and she must have felt that the veil was moving... probably, it would not be a fake corpse.Beep, beep, I'm so scared.

What if the corpse is scammed?What if this guy turns into a zongzi?She doesn't seem to have a black donkey's hoof in hand.Wang Ting began to move his steps, walking farther and farther away.

"Ninny, are you okay?" Only the handsome father's anxious cry came from a distance.

"Daddy, I'm fine." Wang Ting ran in the direction of handsome daddy without hesitation.Oh yes, the handsome dad is here, she doesn't need to be afraid of zongzi anymore.

"It's fine as long as it's okay." The handsome father took a quick look at his daughter, and finally hissed when he saw that her daughter was not hurt or hurt.Then he picked up his daughter, "Daughter, go home. Let's go home. Next time Dad will take you out to play."

"Okay, okay. Ah" Wang Ting suddenly thought of the dead man.Still a little scared, she pointed her finger from a distance, "Father... someone died there, should we ask someone to dig a hole and bury it? It's not good to throw it outside."

"Well, that's fine." The handsome father nodded, and said to the servants who rushed over from behind, "You dig a hole. Hey, even a dead person can't be resurrected, so let's spend some more money to buy him a thin-skinned coffin. It’s also good deeds.”

The author has something to say: ying ying ying ying, I suddenly feel so happy, and suddenly feel that Nanzhu is so sad.Hahahahahaha