After Di Jiu wrapped the stones in a bag and hung them up close to his body, he then began to sort out the things inside the craft.
As the craft could no longer be started, Di Jiu found a backpack and stuffed some things that he felt were useful and did not take up much space into it.
As for the craft, he could only trivialise it and cut a pile of thorns next to it to cover it up. Whether or not he would come to take it away in the future, the flying machine had cost him a lot of gold coins in the first place, and he had designed the key parts himself.
When Di Jiu had finished with this, he was looking for a way out when he saw a man lying on his side only a few paces away, looking behind him. He had thought that this was a place off the beaten track, and this sudden sight of a man startled Di Jiu.
The man’s style of dress was odd, or at least he hadn’t seen it before, and not far from this man was also a large blue rucksack. He was also clutching a medicinal herb in his hand, which looked to be a flower.
Carefully walking over to the man’s side, Di Jiu was sure that the man should be dead. He turned to the man’s front and when he got a good look at the man, the bag in his hand subconsciously fell to the ground and his mouth muttered, “Could I be dead?”
Only after several breaths had pa*sed did Di Jiu wake up to the fact that he was definitely not dead. But this dead man was too much like him, no, I shouldn’t say like, but looked exactly the same.
Di Jiu bent down, he intended to carefully put the man down flat. When his hand just touched the man’s body, the grey stone on his chest seemed to warm up, a strange feeling came over him, and without any reason an extra sense came into Di Jiu’s consciousness that this man was his past life.
Not only that, he was even able to vaguely grasp some information about this man’s memory. Or maybe it was because he touched this man that he vaguely remembered something from his past life.
Di Jiu grabbed the stone that he had just wrapped in a cloth and hung around his neck again, opened it and placed it in his hand to look at it repeatedly. Pa*sing through the void rift, actually appearing in the place where he had died in his previous life, touching his previous body, and being able to remember something from his previous life, this was certainly not a coincidence. He suspected that it was because of the stone that he was able to see his past life body.
It was only after half a column of time that Di Jiu put the grey stone close to his body again. In a short time, he had experienced so many things, the razing of his nine clans, seeing his past life body, obtaining the grey stone, going through an inexplicable void rift and coming to a place he had never heard of ……
What could be sadder and more outrageous than that? Having gone through so much, today he was no longer the same Di Jiu who still pined for Zhen Man.
With a long breath, Di Jiu opened the large blue backpack not far away.
A few changes of clothes, some safari tools and some dry food, water, maps and a compa*s. In addition to this there was a leather wallet and a few books, as well as a small brown book.
When he opened the wallet, there were a few Chinese currency notes in it. He had never seen such banknotes before, and now once he saw them he still had such an idea. Not only that, he also knew all the words on the banknotes, and it looked like he had indeed found some of his memories from his previous life.
Apart from these Chinese notes, the wallet also contained several cards, a photograph, a key and receipts for rent paid. Several of the cards were bank cards with pa*swords that Di Jiu could not remember no matter how hard he tried.
There was also an identity card with the name Di Zimmer.
The photo was taken out and was a group photo. The one on the left was none other than his former life, Di Zimmer, and the one on the right was an extremely beautiful and clear woman. This group photo had obviously been torn open and later glued up with tape.
In Di Jiu’s opinion, this woman’s appearance was even as good as that of Yan Man, whom he had liked, but the memories he had obtained from his past life did not contain any memories of this woman.
Di Jiu put the photo into his wallet, it looked like he was not as good in this life as he had been in his previous one. In his previous life, at least he had the company of such a beautiful woman, whereas in this life, he came from the Ji Guo Di family and his old man could not get him the pleasure of Zhen Man even if he stepped in.
Putting the wallet into his pocket, not to mention that this was originally his previous life, even if it wasn’t, there was nothing embarra*sing about this thing that he put away.
The small brown book was opened by Di Jiu, and then he saw the three words of divorce certificate.
Di Jiu rubbed his hair, both in his previous life and in this life, he was not very good with women. With a sigh, he sorted all these things into his bag.
After taking stock of his things Di Jiu found another place that looked good and dug a pit. No matter what, he had to bury his past life body.
When he moved his past life body into the earthen pit, Di Jiu finally saw the fatal wound, a half-foot long sharp stone had been inserted through Di Zimo’s waist. Not only that, Di Zimo’s body bones were broken in dozens of places. Di Jiu looked at the cliff in front of him, and he reckoned that this should have been caused by rolling down the cliff.
Burying oneself, as absurd as it sounded, was even sadder when done.
It was in Jijiu that the talk of a past life was just a kind of trust in life, and now it was really happening to him.
Di Jiu took one set of clothes, the rest of the clothes and the mobile phone and even the big bag he sent into the pit and buried them together.
Finally Di Jiu picked up the flower, in his previous life he had grabbed this flower in his hands when he was dying, this flower would stay here for good.
Only when Di Jiu picked up the flower, his face immediately turned odd. He knew this flower, it was called the red flower.
In Ji Kingdom the red flower was simply a priceless treasure, it was the daughter of King Ji, Wu Bahu, Wu Mingzhu, if she had such a red flower, her eyes were spiritually collapsed, she could also recover with the red flower, there was no need to dig out his sister Di Di’s eyes to replace them.
Holding this red flower, Di Jiu stayed in his hair for several minutes before he put this flower into his backpack as well.
After experiencing the destruction of his clan, Di Jiu would no longer be as naive as before. He was sure that the nine clans of the Di Clan had not been exterminated because his father had scolded Wu Bahu.
The reason why Wu Bahu wanted to gouge out Di Di’s eyes, apart from his true love for Wu Mingzhu, was to deliberately anger his father, Di Shirt, and then to exterminate the Di family on the pretext of doing so.
In that case, there is something wrong with all five of his brothers who died in the king’s affairs. It is likely that the fact that his Di family controlled 70% of the army of the Ji Kingdom aroused the suspicion of the old wangbao, which allowed the old wangbao to set out to kill his five brothers first.
Wu Bahu, the old wangba, was indeed dark to the core. If he still had the chance to return to the Aaronic Continent in this life, he would be sorry to the entire clan of the Di Clan that was exterminated by Wu Bahu if he did not eradicate the Wu Clan down to its roots.
No, Qu Xiaoshu said that Wu Bahu, the old b*****d, wanted to kill his father without a single person pleading for mercy, which was absolutely impossible. With his old man’s prestige, how could there be no one to plead for mercy? Besides, even if his old man had scolded Wu Bahu, so what? Would Wu Bahu dare to touch his dad? His father was at least a great martial artist and was in control of the Ji** team. If his father’s personality is such that he would give up because of his foolish loyalty, there is no way that he would do so.
Unless ……
Di Jiu winced at the thought, unless someone controlled all the people who were close to his father, or even took the initiative to restrain his father and those around his father, and was not afraid of the power behind his father.
Wu Bahu had this ability? A person with this kind of such ability could only be a Martial King, but was a Martial King really that powerful?
If that was really the case, then it meant that his enemy could be more than just Wu Bahu, there was an existence that was even more powerful than Wu Bahu. Di Jiu took a deep breath, even if his enemy was the Luyuan Empire, as long as he could go back, he would not let it go like this.