Chapter 92 I am a corpse, God is dead? (asking for monthly ticket)


Chapter 92 I am a corpse, God is dead? (Asking for monthly votes)

“Hey, junior brother, are you crying?”

Seeing Feng Mu crying silently, Hong Ya seemed to recall her past self, she smiled and said,

“When I was picked up by my master and ate the food cooked by Aunt Wei for the first time, I burst into tears for no reason. Maybe it was because I had never I’ve never had such a delicious meal.”

While recalling her embarrassing situation, Hong Ya added: “I heard from Senior Brother that Second Senior Sister and Sixth Senior Brother were also crying, especially Sixth Senior Brother. I even vomited out my food. The remaining senior fellow apprentices didn’t seem to cry. Instead, they were scolded by the master and didn’t even remember crying.”

Feng Mu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and stared at Hong Ya, thoughtfully.

Hong Ya's face turned slightly red when he saw her. She bit her lip and picked out a chicken leg from the bowl and put it into Feng Mu's bowl.

Feng Mu picked up the chicken legs and tore them off in one gulp under the eyes of the young senior sister. The oily juices filled his lips and teeth. The latter swallowed hard before looking away with difficulty.

While chewing the chicken legs, Feng Mu asked casually: "Master, did you say anything else?"

Hong Ya buried her head in her meal and answered vaguely: "Oh, master It seems like something else was said, I didn’t quite understand it, I just remember one sentence.”

"The living corpses that have been soaked in the stagnant pool for a long time. The flesh has been revived, but the spirit has been soaked to death. They are just walking corpses. They are pitiful and hateful!"

Listening to the words that the young senior sister said that he did not understand well, Feng Mu But he understood and shuddered suddenly.

"The walking dead, the walking dead, the walking dead."

Feng Mu repeated a few words, and a horrifying scene seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

In the huge city, there are many high-rise buildings and densely packed houses arranged like ant nests.

And in these houses there are rotting corpses. The corpses are looked down from the building, and the same rotting corpses are coming and going on the streets.

These corpses were walking, standing, sitting, crying, or laughing, greeting each other loudly, and some even hugged each other, letting the rotting corpse liquid from their bodies fall on each other.

In the vehicles driving or stopped on the road, what are also revealed are sunken faces with only skin and bones left. They look like ghosts or corpses, but in short they don’t look like living people.

"So, the truth is that we are all living corpses?!" Feng Mu shuddered and did not dare to look in the mirror in the past few days.

"Oh? Old man, you made yourself cry after eating a meal, and you even scared yourself. What interesting scene did you think of? Tell me, my teacher."


Li Guishe, holding a cigarette in his mouth, suddenly appeared in front of Feng Mu and stared at him meaningfully.

Hong Ya ran away and went to serve rice to the master.

Feng Mu looked at Li Guishe, who had cloudy eyes. To be honest, he was still a little afraid of this master.

But, he really wanted to know whether the picture that just appeared in his mind was the truth.

So, Feng Mu answered honestly: "Master, the apprentice is in a trance, as if he is seeing hallucinations, as if he is seeing countless living corpses dancing around the world?"

Li Guishe's eyes shone with green light, and he said strangely: "The blood is lost and the spirit is full. It doesn't look like the spirit in your body has been fed poison for eighteen years."

Feng Mu's heart twitched, I almost thought my biggest secret was about to be exposed.

At the same time, he also realized that one of the important reasons why he could find his body's cry for help now was because the soul in his body had been replaced.

If it were the soul of the original owner who had been corrupted and deceived for more than ten years, I am afraid that he would have forgotten to cry long ago.

Fortunately, Li Guishe did not delve into Feng Mu's secret, but sneered: "Your second senior sister and sixth senior brother have also seen this scene."

"After reading it, my heart was poisoned. I felt that killing people is not murder, but collecting their bodies is a free charity." Only then will it be clear."

Li Guishe paused, put the ashes in his pipe on the stone table, and asked Feng Mu: "What about you? What are you thinking?"

Feng Mu was stunned and thought for a moment. The anger and panic after being deceived subsided a little. He replied: "I didn't think about anything, I just thought about eating this from now on. Just add a few more bowls of rice every time."

Li Guishe said with a smile: "You are very practical."

Feng Mu asked again: "Master, is what I saw an illusion?"

Li Guishe took a puff of cigarette and blew out a smoke ring, which blurred his old face: "Of course It's an illusion. How can the whole world be full of living corpses and still dancing?"

Feng Mu relaxed a little and heard the next sentence: "Half is almost enough!"

Half! , more or less? ! !

Feng Mu's scalp was numb and splitting instantly. The hallucination did not become reality, but became half reality. Should he cry or laugh?

Feng Mu's fingers holding the rice bowl became stiff, and his expression froze: "Why?"

He was asking why this situation occurred, and he was also asking, what was the reason for this situation?

Li Guishe didn't answer this time. Maybe he didn't want to say anything, or maybe he didn't understand the reason behind it. He just said lightly: "Eat."

Huge The shock obviously cannot be digested in a moment, but what can be done is to eat.

Feng Mu nodded and pulled the rice bowl hard, eating cleanly without even a grain of rice left. Call him selfish or callous, but Feng Mu doesn't have the slightest idea of ​​saving the world.

The world is too big for his heart to hold. His heart can only hold himself.

Seeing Feng Mu being so obedient, Li Guishe was slightly surprised. You must know that at the beginning, the second and sixth children locked themselves in the room for several days, and the other cried so hard that he didn't even eat. .

A flash of admiration flashed in Li Guishe's eyes, and he said in his heart: "As expected of the seedlings sent by the ancestor, he has a cold heart, which is suitable for our sect."

Feng Mu put the bowl down On the stone table, look at the master.

Hong Ya ran back with a bound and handed the pile of bowls and chopsticks to Li Guishe.

Li Guishe ate his food slowly and said, "If you want to ask anything, just ask."

Feng Mu then opened his mouth and asked, "What is the god that Master just said?"

Li Guishe: "If life is a sea of ​​suffering, the body It’s a raft, and God is the paddle, the only ray of light in the vast darkness. This is what the predecessors said, and it sounds very mysterious.”

Li Guishe sneered: “But here, God, like the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, is also an organ of one’s own.”

Feng Mu: "God is an organ?"

Li Guishe nodded: "Yes, but it is an invisible organ. The heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys need food to nourish them, but God does not need food, he needs It is the eyes, ears, tongue, nose, and body, which are the nourishment of the five senses.”

“So when the five senses deceive you, God will lose its nutrition and dry up for a long time. If it is exhausted, the spirit will be dead. Even if the body is alive, it cannot see itself clearly. It is a pile of rotten flesh without knowing it."

Feng Mu seemed to understand, and asked again: "The body is dead. , can it still be saved? "

Feng Mu understood that the death in Li Guishe's mouth was not death in the true sense. Otherwise, death would be real death, and it should be just an approximate metaphor.

Li Guishe took a bite of food and said, "Eating can nourish your life. Just eat it back without flesh and blood."

Feng Mu asked again: "Then the god is dead, can he still be saved?"
< br>The admiration hidden in Li Guishe's eyes became stronger. He admired Yu Feng Mu's keenness, his quick thinking and his ability to grasp the key points.

It took several months for the second, sixth, and even the third, fourth, and fifth to wake up and ask the questions they deliberately raised.

As for the boss, the boss is an abandoned baby. He has been raised by his side since he was a child. There is no such confusion.

Lao Qi is even simpler. She is not aware of this problem at all, but she has been led on the right path by her senior brothers and sisters.

Li Guishe replied calmly: "The god is dead and cannot be saved by himself. He has to rely on others."

Feng Mu felt that he was about to get the answer, so he repeated : "How to rely on others?"

Li Guishe He put down the bowl and burped, like a master teaching his disciples: "What do you do if someone else has something you don't have?"

Feng Mu blurted out without thinking: "Of course it's a grab. Come here!”

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Feng Mu understood.

Li Guishe showed a teachable expression and asked with a smile: "What do you think martial arts is?"

Feng Mu pondered for a moment: "Martial arts are killing skills."< br>
Li Guishe's admiration was beyond words this time. He laughed loudly with a terrifying look on his face. Timid Han: "Yes, killing is to plunder the gods, and killing skills are to nourish the gods. Therefore, why those warriors who kill more people have sharper five senses and more powerful martial arts. This is the reason."

Although he had already guessed the answer, Feng Mu still felt a chill running through his body when he actually heard it.

Li Guishe's smile became more and more rampant, and his face was frighteningly terrifying: "The so-called martial arts can lead to the gods, doesn't it mean that the person who kills the most, robs the most others, and finally develops a true god in his body?!"

Feng Mu knew very well that this was the general outline of the martial arts of the Fusion Sect that his master was instilling in him.

This is what his family says. Martial arts may not really explain it this way. It is most likely a heresy. But the scary thing is that Feng Mu really thinks that what Li Guishe said, even though it is cold and indifferent It's horrifying, but it's hard to explain, and it makes a lot of sense.

It is still missing three points because it is too naked and lacks some embellishments, so it will definitely be difficult to become a mainstream interpretation.

In addition, Feng Mu feels that the word "god" in the master's mouth may be replaced by another word - "resentment", which may be more accurate!

"There is [resentment] in the human body, and killing people is to plunder [resentment], but in the lower city, there are mostly living corpses, and the [resentment] in the body has dried up and died. Only by killing other living corpses can we To feed his [grievance] again?" Feng Mu thought to himself.

Li Guishe waited for a few minutes for Feng Mu to digest the truth he said, then put on a kind face and said in a deep voice: "My master has already told you about the martial arts concepts of my sect. "Listen, do you object?"

Feng Mu didn't object, on the contrary, he was a little happy. After all, the guilt in his heart was completely different from killing a living corpse.

Feng Mu shook his head: "Disciple is not against it. I think every word the master said is very thought-provoking."

Li Guishe was very satisfied and said: "In that case, I am a master. Today I will teach you the true skills of my sect.”

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(End of this chapter)

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