Chapter 310: Humans are like grass, trying to survive in troubled times

"Miss, there is no need to make fun of me. Although I am of low status now and my life is worthless, it does not mean that I will always be like this all my life!"

The boy is confident that he is not a creature in the pool in this life, and sooner or later he will be able to repay this life-saving grace.

"Miss, I haven't heard of it. Throughout the ages, there have been many heroes and heroines who came from humble backgrounds, but when faced with a storm, they transformed into dragons!"

The sound is not loud, but it is shocking enough.

The girl finally looked at the boy seriously and waved to the people behind her to come forward and help her onto the horse.

The girl was riding on a war horse, holding a whip, looking down at the boy, and said somewhat seriously.

"My name is Minmin Temuer, and I gave myself a Han name called Zhao Min!"

Zhao Min reined in the reins and turned the horse's head. Then he remembered something and turned back to the boy.

"And if you call me Young Master Zhao when you see me in the future, and if you call me Miss again, I will whip you!"

Zhao Min waved the riding crop in her hand vigorously, which was very threatening. She was obviously a little annoyed that the boy had exposed her identity.

Zhao Min waved his hand and took the lead in riding towards the road. The entourage and guards behind him followed one after another. After a sound of whistling horse hooves, only the boy standing among the corpses was left.

"It turns out to be her! I didn't expect that this transcendence would come to this place!"

The boy is Li Ziyi. After he transcended the world in the world of Ming Dynasty, due to the turbulence in the void, it was difficult to distinguish between things and he just drifted with the flow. Danger was everywhere. He encountered the turbulence in the void, which caused his body to be damaged, leaving only his spirit to enter the world. this world.

When he met the boy who was frightened and passed out, he revived his past memories and solved the mystery of the womb.

Only then did the scene of the encounter with Zhao Min happen.

Li Ziyi mentally felt the condition of his body and couldn't help but frown secretly. The body he was reincarnated in this time was in extremely poor condition.

Although the arrow wound on his shoulder was not serious, the situation of being hungry and full after a meal made his body extremely depleted, with insufficient energy and blood, coupled with stunted development. Although he was nearly ten years old, he looked like a young man. He looked six or seven years old.

"We are in some trouble now. My physical condition is so bad, I'm afraid I won't be able to practice martial arts in a short time!"

Li Ziyi constantly evaluated his body in his mind, and the situation was not optimistic. If he could not take supplements, he might not be able to practice martial arts. If he tried to practice martial arts with his current physical condition, he would be seeking death.

"Forget it, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain. Take it one step at a time. I didn't expect this start to be so difficult!"

Li Ziyi had been reincarnated into a wealthy family every time before, so he had excellent conditions and no shortage of money. Who would have thought that this time he would transcend the world with his strength, but instead be reborn as a commoner in troubled times, helpless and unable to even eat three meals a day.

As the saying goes, it is better to be a peace dog than a person in troubled times.

Li Ziyi looked at the corpses of his compatriots all over the ground and felt heavy in his heart. The Yuan Dynasty was a dynasty that was extremely unfriendly to the Han people. The dignified Han people were reduced to the lowest untouchables. This was hard for Li Ziyi to accept. But now that he is here, he It is necessary to take action to change this situation.

Li Ziyi came to the corpse of the Mongolian soldier, took off the scimitar hanging from his waist, slowly pulled out the scimitar, and laboriously dug a hole in the ground, trying to bury the corpses of his compatriots on the ground.

Death is a big deal. If not buried, the body will become food for wild animals. The Han people are the nation that pays most attention to funerals. Therefore, Li Ziyi does not want these compatriots to not be able to have peace during their lifetime and their bodies to become food for wild animals after death. food.

It took Li Ziyi a long time to dig a square pit on the ground. He dragged the corpses on the ground hard, moved them into the pit bit by bit, buried them, and inserted a wooden board on the ground. As a tombstone.

"Hoo ho ho!" Li Ziyi held a scimitar in his hand as a support, bending over and breathing heavily. The condition of his body was really bad.

Li Ziyi rested for a while, and then he realized that he had some strength in his body. Li Ziyi looked at the empty tombstone without a word, and couldn't help but think deeply.

Li Ziyi stretched out his finger and wiped it on the scimitar, blood flowed out, and Li Ziyi started writing on this simple tombstone.

"The Tomb of Cao De in Troubled Times!"

A few simple words, but they reveal the feeling of people in troubled times, full of despair and blood.

After Li Ziyi finished doing this, he threw aside the scimitar in his hand, slumped on the ground, and lay down. He didn't mind the dirt and black blood sticking to his body anyway. At that time, he was dressed in rags and looked like a beggar. He no longer had the image of a noble prince in the past.

After doing all this, his physical condition has already exceeded his physical strength. At this time, he has no strength at all, and he is not even willing to open his eyes.

When it gradually darkened and there was still a little light left in the west, Li Ziyi stood up, picked up the scimitar beside him again, and dragged his tired and hungry body forward.

At this time, Li Ziyi had to be grateful that it was summer, otherwise he would probably freeze to death in the wild and become a food reserve for wild beasts in the winter.

Weak and weak, even the hot weather could not warm Li Ziyi's body. After all, he had not eaten for a long time and his stomach was empty. In addition, he had exhausted all his energy in order to make arrangements for his compatriots who died in vain. At this time, Venus began to appear in front of his eyes, and his vision gradually darkened. This was not caused by the darkening of the sky, but because he was hungry and tired at this time, and his body could no longer bear it, and he was on the verge of coma. Will and spirit, keep going.

Li Ziyi only had one thought at this time: he could not fall. If he fell, the meaning of his first transcendence with strength would be gone, and he could only passively return.

The mechanical body and the powerful will are constantly fighting. Li Zi, who has lost his normal consciousness, seems to be wandering in the wilderness like a lonely ghost, moving in one direction.

"Amitabha!"

A sound of chanting Buddha appeared in the wilderness, and the unconscious Li Ziyi's body relied on the instinct of survival to walk towards the place where the sound came from, one step at a time, the speed was extremely slow, but he had a will that should not be underestimated.

"Little benefactor!"

An old monk wearing cassocks suddenly appeared in front of Li Ziyi. Li Ziyi seemed to know that he had been saved. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then he fainted on the ground.

The old monk quickly stretched out his hands to support Li Ziyi, who was about to fall to the ground, and carefully laid him flat on the ground.

The old monk carefully examined Li Ziyi's injuries and body, and couldn't help but frown. It was a terrible will to be able to move with such a poor body. Looking at the young face in front of him, the old monk couldn't help but feel a sense of compassion. Heart, monks are all about compassion. The old monk clasped his hands together and chanted, "Amitabha!"