They are all clones of the original entity and have the same essence. Who is discriminating against whom?

It's just that now that it's over, Aaron just thinks that the other party is giving him a free treatment - it's better than nothing!

"At least, my cold and weakness are all gone... This body suffered a lot when it was young and was very sub-healthy. Now it has been cured and it is back to its peak condition!"

Aaron looked at his hands.

Originally, Zorro's hands were not only covered with calluses, but also had small scars from cuts and burns, but now... they all disappeared!

He clenched his fists and felt that his muscles were strong and strong. He couldn't help but feel satisfied: "Very good... A good body is the capital of a career! Coupled with a weapon... I can fight five of the ordinary soldiers I saw today."

!”

It is very important to have the initial force to protect yourself!

Aaron thought for a while, sprinkled the salt outside the house, and then fell asleep peacefully.

According to spiritual theory, salt is a sacred substance that can drive away impurity.

Or... show traces of ghosts and ghosts.

Although the dimensions are different, there is nothing wrong with giving it a try.

…

the next day.

The sun shines.

Aaron got up, put the salt and mud together, and put them away.

After all, salt is quite expensive. If someone saw this scene, they would probably think they were crazy!

And... you can still use it at night!

The elusive ghoul was a thorn in Aaron's heart.

However... now that he left the cemetery, he had nowhere else to go, so he had to make do with it first.

After cleaning the house, Aaron broke off a willow branch, bit it open, and used the wood fiber inside as a toothbrush to clean himself.

Breakfast was still black bread as usual, which was the staple food of the lower class in this era.

"When I first traveled through time... I didn't even eat this kind of thing."

Aaron thought angrily while trying to soften the bread.

"Because I can read and write... there won't be many problems in applying for a clerkship in the future."

Just as Aaron was thinking about his future career plans, a long-legged young man ran into the cemetery: "Zorro... prepare a cemetery."

He is tall and thin, with some freckles on his face. He is the son of the old corpse-carrying man in the town - Evie!

According to the tradition in the town, the son of a farmer is a farmer and the son of a blacksmith is a blacksmith. When the corpse carrier retires, he will take over his father's job.

It's like Zorro took over the duties of the tombkeeper.

But in fact - Evie has already started to help his father with work.

Aaron's expression changed: "Is someone dead?"

"Well, it's Soldier Ron..."

Ivey just came to inform Aaron: "He died on the battlefield. The Baron rewarded his parents and may even attend his funeral in person. You should prepare well..."

"I know."

Aaron nodded, this is just like a superior's inspection, he understands everything.

After a pause, he asked curiously: "Is the battlefield so fierce?"

"no!"

Ivey's expression was a little strange: "Poor Ron... he accidentally tripped and fell while charging on the battlefield, and hit the back of his head on a stone and died..."

"Poor guy."

Aaron couldn't help but sympathize with him, he was an unfortunate man.

"Now everyone is envious of the Ron family. Although Ron is dead, his parents still have many children... The Baron gave the Ron family a bag of silver coins and announced that his family will become free citizens."

Ivey said with envy.

In this era, human life is not valuable, or... the life of the poor is valuable!

Although it is helpless, it is reality.

"well……"

Aaron sighed, and then continued to chat casually, asking about the recent interesting things in the town.

Ivey did not doubt his presence and casually told a few interesting things.

One of them caught Aaron's attention.

"Do you still remember those scoundrels? Smith's wife found the sheriff today and said that Smith has been missing for more than a day..."

"Then what?" Aaron asked.

"No more..." Ivey shrugged: "It's not uncommon for that group of scoundrels to disappear for a few days...I even suspect that they are connected to gangs and have been doing criminal activities!"

"All right……"

Aaron had to admit that he overestimated the vigilantes of this era.

The other party has no sense of responsibility at all and only wants to make money!

…

It's afternoon.

A group of people came to the cemetery and brought a lot of life to the silent cemetery.

In front of a newly opened tomb of Aaron, a dark coffin was parked quietly, saying final farewells to relatives.

Ron's parents are a pair of honest farmers. At this time, his mother was sobbing quietly and his father seemed very silent.

Everyone stepped forward one by one and placed a chrysanthemum on the coffin.

The whole process seemed silent and solemn.

After the ceremony was over, Aaron and Ivey placed the coffin into the tomb and covered it with soil.

At this moment, Ron's mother finally burst into tears.

Aaron looked at the newly erected tombstone. The epitaph on it was simple - 'brave son, loyal soldier'!

There is also a carriage on the edge of the cemetery.

The carriage is richly decorated with a gryphon emblem on it, and there are several knights guarding it nearby.

But even without a badge, the one who can use the carriage in Yanan Town must be a high-ranking person.

A middle-aged nobleman came over with a little girl.

"Dear Lord Lancaster..."

Aaron and Ivey quickly saluted.

"You have done a good job. Those who are loyal to me should get a decent ending!"

Lancaster has blue eyes and a broad forehead, and he doesn't look like a nobleman who would fight a nearby lord over a small deer.

The girl beside him had the same eye color as him and was looking at the two of them curiously.

This is Lancaster's third daughter, Miss Catherine.

"Those who work hard should be rewarded!"

Lankester tossed two silver coins over casually.

"Thank you, sir!"

For people of this era, accepting rewards from superiors is a matter of course and a very honorable thing.

Looking at the carriage leaving the baron, Aaron threw a silver coin to Ivie.

This is what he deserves.

"My Lord Baron is so generous..." Ivey rubbed the silver coin over and over. The portrait on it had long been worn away, and the quality was very poor. It was probably a coin privately minted by a noble.

"Um."

Aaron put the silver coins away and nodded.

"Now that you have money, how about going to the pub for a drink tonight?" Ivey suddenly winked at Aaron: "Winnie must miss you very much!"

"Come on, she misses every man who gives her money!"

Aaron rolled his eyes, but nodded: "But that's right, you spend the money you make. Let's go have a drink together tonight..."

In a long life, there must be some fun. Anyway, Aaron will never admit that he was influenced by the Immortal Lord of Immortality...
Chapter completed!