The First Cause of All Realms

Chapter 245: Let them live!

In the wilderness, there are no people everywhere, and there is no need to deliberately find any hidden places. After walking for a long time, everyone came to a small valley.

After more than two years of severe drought, the grass and trees were all dead, and there was no food to find, but there was no shortage of dead trees and firewood. Soon, a bonfire was raised.

Beside the bonfire, Qin Si was preparing the needed medicinal materials, Zhao Kun sat in a meditative manner, and Yang Yu got up and went to the top of the hill.

In the hot wind, he looked into the distance.

As far as his eyes could see, he saw no one but withered bones, and an unspeakable desolation made his mind uneasy.

"Young girl..."

Yang prison muttered to himself.

Even at this time, he still had some doubts that the birth of a young girl would cause such a terrifying natural disaster.

There is a lot of talk about the fruit of the Tao, the fruit of the Tao is the gathering of the essence of the heaven and the earth, and any fruit of the Tao contains the power that ordinary people can't imagine.

The five types of dao fruits, whether gods, gods, immortals, or monsters, can all be controlled by people. If they are born, there will be such a big disturbance. Who can control them?

Therefore, he is more inclined to another explanation in the Daoguo miscellany.

Those who can be recognized and successfully controlled by Taoism are often called 'others' and 'magic people', while those who fail to forcibly refine the Taoism by other methods are called 'magic'.

This 'magic charm' does not refer to a 'demon fruit', but a person who failed to refine and lost his true heart.

Today's situation in Deyang Mansion is not like a normal ceremony, but more like it was caused by forcible refining and being backlashed by Dao Fruit.

Because the magic and charm will cause disasters once they appear in the world, so, all dynasties and dynasties, if such traces are found, they will be slaughtered at the first time.

Such a big movement in Deyang Mansion could last for more than two years. If there were no ghosts in it, he would never believe it.

And as he expected, if someone is manipulating, covering up, and watching such a disaster happen behind it, then he must be ready to be discovered.

With the arrival of Xu Wenji and Yi Qian Jin Yiwei, I am afraid that they will face a crazy counterattack from those behind the scenes.

As his thoughts rolled over, Yang Yu felt more and more likely, whether it was the birth of Dao Guo or the birth of a demon, if there were no extremely powerful people behind him, the catastrophe in Deyang Mansion would never have developed to this level.

But at this time, he was troubled, intentional and powerless.

"I can only place my hopes on Mr. Xu."

Yang Yu sighed in his heart, sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, closed his eyes slightly, and entered the cauldron of gluttony.

Sort out the harvest, hone martial arts, and wait for the energy storage of the gluttonous cauldron to refill.

...

"what."

After a full mouthful of porridge and rice, Li Dashan breathed a sigh of relief and patted his shriveled belly with satisfaction.

Finally, I ate porridge instead of thin soup that was not even enough water.

Diluted soup can kill one's life, but it can't satisfy one's stomach at all. There are not many people who have drank enough dilute soup for two years and still not die, including him.

Of course, he also went from nearly 340 pounds two years ago to 60 pounds today. If the porridge and rice had not suddenly thickened in the past few days, he would not be able to hold it any longer.

"Line up, come one by one, one bowl per person, enough porridge and rice."

Listening to the shouts coming from under the porridge shed, Li Dashan licked the broken bowl again. How can one bowl be enough?

He wanted to go up and ask for another bowl, but he still flinched. In the past two years, he has seen a lot of hungry people who were beaten to death for greed. This bowl, he thought that although he could not eat enough, at least he would not starve to death.

"Would it be nice if there was another bowl in the evening?"

Beside, there are hungry people groaning and talking.

Li Dashan did not feel noisy.

In the past, it was dead silence outside the city. Even if there were more than 100,000 refugees gathered together, under extreme hunger, no one had the strength to shout.

At this time, listening to the scattered voices, he felt that he was alive.

"Why did An Papi suddenly become generous? Such thick porridge and rice, the last time I saw it was before the drought..."

With strength, people will start to think wildly.

Many refugees started talking, but most of them were still indifferent, lying on the ground or under trees, avoiding the harsh sunlight and reducing all consumption.

To survive.

"I heard that a big man has come to rescue the disaster, so maybe Annan is afraid?"

Some refugees struggled to sit up, carefully talking about the news they had heard from elsewhere.

"The big man is here for disaster relief?"

"Officials protect each other, who is different? A few days ago, didn't you say that a high-ranking official came? What's the use!"

"What if he's here? That uncle An Papi is a high-ranking official in Daocheng. Who can help him?"

"I want to eat meat, I want to eat meat..."

...

There were more and more discussions, but most of the hungry people scoffed at what kind of disaster relief.

Two years ago, a year ago, half a year ago, there might have been people who hoped that someone would come to save them, but now, few people still have such thoughts.

A group of hungry people, who cares?

The officials and gentlemen have golden hats and mink furs, fine wines and delicacies, and beauties to accompany them. Who cares about their lives?

"Eat meat? Who doesn't want to?"

Li Dashan didn't hear anything, he heard someone murmured eating meat, and he couldn't help swallowing.

Even at this stage, there are still hungry people who can eat meat.

As long as you have... and are willing.

He didn't, and he couldn't bear it, so he hadn't eaten meat for a long, long time, and he had long forgotten what meat was like.

Just remember that it is the most delicious thing in the world.

"I do not want to live."

Beside him, a starving man suddenly sat up, tears streaming down his face.

"Live, die, I don't know who is going to die. I'm not afraid of death, but I must not die without a body!"

Li Dashan reluctantly said:

"Let's mix it up, maybe there's porridge to eat at night."

In the past two years, he has seen many hungry people who don't want to live, and even a group of people come and go outside the city. I don't know if there are tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of hungry people, few of them don't want to die.

They are still alive, in large part, because they don't want to be roasted to feed their stomachs.

People who die without a whole corpse will become lonely ghosts...

"I saw it, I saw that beast An Sizhi, he was riding a tall horse, his face was full of oil, he, he..."

The hungry man collapsed and slammed into the tree trunk.

No one stopped it, and no one will stop it. In fact, this movement attracted a lot of people, and their eyes flashed not with pity but with an indescribably terrifying red light.

"You're going to die, give me your bowl!"

Li Dashan suddenly stepped forward, snatched the broken bowl from the hungry man's hand, licked it hard, and then sat down:

"You're going to die anyway, so give me a bowl of porridge before you die?"

"what!"

The starving people completely collapsed, and they turned around and fought with Li Dashan.

"beat!"

"kill him!"

"It would be better if they were all dead!"

There were more people around, and the roar grew louder.

"stop!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from a distance.

The sound was so loud that with just one sound, a large number of hungry people fell to the ground in fright, and the two people who were fighting were separated.

When the hungry people looked around, they saw a team of knights galloping with full energy, tall horses, bright armor, and cold swords.

All of this frightened all the hungry people at once.

The two people who were fighting even knelt on the ground, kowtow again and again, begging for mercy constantly.

"Small guilty, small guilty! Lord, please forgive me!"

Li Dashan kowtowed like pounding garlic, and was extremely frightened in his heart.

This year, the people who can ride horses and carry weapons are big people who can decide his life and death. Why is he not afraid?

I regret myself more.

What to do to save him?

Are you dead?

After a few knocks, an old palm suddenly grabbed his arm, and Li Dashan raised his head in fear.

It was an old man with nearly white beard and hair, only a white shirt and a stooped look. He supported himself, and his face showed complexities that he did not understand.

"You have no sin, and you don't need anyone's forgiveness..."

He heard the old man in front of him say so.

"You are not guilty, and you don't need to die."

Xu Wenji looked at the starving people lying out of the city for more than ten miles, like a carpet of human flesh, with an indescribable sadness in his tone:

"The guilty one is the old man."

"Elder Xu!"

Qiu Zhanyu's expression changed, and he turned over and dismounted. Before he could reach him, Xu Wenji was already kneeling in front of all the victims.

"Old man Xu Wenji!"

The old voice reverberated far away, Xu Wenji slammed heavily, and his majestic inner qi swelled:

"After today, Ruo Er can't get enough to eat, eat my heart and liver!"

The rumbling sound echoed endlessly outside Deyang City. Outside the empty moat, thousands, tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of hungry people all stared at him blankly.

Few people could see him, but that voice, after echoing again and again, rang in everyone's ears.

Whoosh!

The hot and cold wind swayed Xu Wenji's thin clothes, his blood had already fallen too much, but it took his breath to speak again and again.

Finally, someone responded.

"Xu, Mr. Xu!"

Li Dashan was stunned, his legs were sore, and he fell to his knees again, crying, no longer mean to be stingy with his lack of physical strength.

"Boss!"

"Master Xu! It's his old man who is here!"

"Save us, save us!"

Shouting, crying, and wailing, after a short silence, almost rose into the sky like a tide, and the loud sound even passed through the high city wall.

It reverberated in the entire Deyang City!

All in all!

Amidst the shouting that went higher and higher, Qiu Zhanyu and the other guards in Jinyi felt their minds shaking. The voices of tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, were hoarse, a voice that was even more shocking than the roar of the Martial Saint.

Above the city wall, in front of the city gate, and behind the city wall, countless people shuddered and horrified when they heard this voice.

"This……"

Qiu Zhanyu was shocked.

He knows that so many victims here may not all hear Xu Wenji's voice, and perhaps many have never heard of his name.

But they ~www.novelmt.com~ also want to live!

Even if no one knows their names, even in future history books, they may only be a cold and insignificant number.

They, too, want to live!

An Sizhi, the shepherd's housekeeper, never cared about them.

Nie Wendong, who sits in one state, also ignored them.

Even the titular Lord of Longyuan Dao did not respond to them.

However, at this time, someone finally made a promise to them.

feed them,