After returning to Wuling County, Luo Chen did not go back to Luofu, but went to the ruined temple outside the city east.
Although this place is a bit shabby, it is extremely cozy. Lying on the soft hay is better than the soft Simmons bed before.
The burning fire was crackling and burning vigorously, and the grill set up next to the fire was exuding the alluring aroma of barbecue.
The third brother and others who came back from begging were clutching their stomachs and feeling hungry. All the begging streets were occupied by people. After working hard for a day, they only got one copper plate, and at most they could only sell one.
It’s just a semi-white flour steamed bun, which can’t solve today’s food and clothing needs.
"Smells! It smells like grandma's! It's the smell of roasted chicken!"
Fatty sniffed hard, covering his fat belly with one hand, his eyes were shining brightly, and he was drooling.
It seems that this guy is also an anomaly. He spends his whole day eating every meal and yet he is so fat. When he goes out to beg for food, few people will give him copper coins.
He was so fat, and it looked like he was over-nourished. Even his third brother often scoffed at him, saying that he was not born to be a beggar.
"Stop thinking nonsense. Don't daydream in broad daylight. I hid a bag of dried sweet potatoes behind the Buddha statue. I'll just put some food on my stomach tonight. Tomorrow we'll change the street. If it doesn't work, we'll go to Hong Kong.
If you try your luck on my sister's territory, you can't starve to death."
While talking, a group of five people stepped onto the steps of the ruined temple. The third brother was suddenly stunned and sniffed subconsciously. Sure enough, there was an alluring fragrance floating in the air.
“It really tastes like roast chicken.”
Xiao Wu raised his head in surprise. At this time, Fatty, who was so hungry and dizzy, had already rushed into the ruined temple with a scream. Behind him, Xiao San, brother and four others also stepped into the ruined temple suspiciously. The five of them immediately froze on the spot.
The bonfire was brightly lit inside the ruined temple, and the warm air hit my face, creating a strong temperature difference with the cold air outside the ruined temple.
The most attractive thing is the rows of roasted golden and oily roast chicken, with the tempting golden gravy. Even the determined third brother secretly swallowed his saliva.
On the hay mat in the ruined temple, Luo Chen smiled and greeted his third brother and the others, feeling warm.
Fatty, who was already extremely hungry, was grinning at Luo Chen while biting into the roasted chicken that was burning in his mouth. His mouth was full of oil.
Luo Chen's identity is no longer a secret, and he didn't deliberately hide it, so when he appeared here, the third brother and the others were stunned for a while.
"Xiao Liu!"
Xiaowu was surprised, and the third brother on the side stared at him, stepped forward and shouted respectfully: "Master Luo."
Xiao Wu was stunned, and immediately thought of something, his originally excited eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of gray.
"What is Mr. Luo, where is it? Why didn't I see it?"
Luo Chen shook his head and pretended to look around. He was surrounded by everyone as usual. He was not afraid of being burned. He took out a roast chicken from the grill, tore off a leg and handed it to Xiao Wu. He smiled and said, "Brother Xiao Wu, try it."
Taste, I baked this myself, even if it doesn’t taste good, I can’t throw it away.”
He didn't want this hard-won friendship to be ruined by this.
He is still him, the Xiao Liu in their eyes.
Xiaowu showed an excited smile, took the chicken thigh that was handed to him, and rolled his eyes with a smile. After Xiaosan was stunned for a moment, he also smiled happily. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, obviously he was overthinking.
The fat guy on the side had a mouth full of oil, and the look of him devouring it made people laugh and cry.
After the meal, the six children gathered around the fire to make a fire. The weather was cold and the fire could not be stopped at night. Whenever this time comes, it is the most sad time. It is better now. Once winter comes, if
If you can't store enough firewood and food, you won't be able to get through it.
In the middle of winter every year, there will be a large number of beggars who either starve to death or freeze to death. These are all normal.
The ruined temple used to be very lively, but not many people survived.
"Xiao Liu, the academy is a good place. Brothers, drink water instead of wine. I wish you a bright future!"
In front of the bonfire, the third brother smiled and raised his broken bowl. Although he had no wine, this sincere blessing already made him a little drunk.
A warmth flowed through his heart, a warmth he had never felt in so many years.
"Little Third Brother, I have thought about it. Even if I cannot enter the academy, I will go all the way. Maybe this time we say goodbye, it will be difficult to see each other again in the future, but I, Luo Chen, will always remember the friendship between brothers.
In my heart."
There really wasn't much left in Wuling County that could make him worry about him. It was already late at night, and the wind started blowing outside the ruined temple. There was a swaying and creaking sound outside the temple. The cold wind poured in, and the bonfire flickered on and off. Xiao Wu huddled in the
In the haystack, I was shivering from the cold.
On the haystack on the other side, Luo Chen tossed and turned, unable to sleep peacefully. It was snowing outside. The climate of Douhun Continent was like this. It was obviously not winter yet, but the snow had already fallen.
It was a bit cold inside the ruined temple. Luo Chen got up and added some firewood to the bonfire. Although the fire was burning brightly, it was cold inside the huge ruined temple.
There was a faint sound of breathing all around, and Fatty snored loudly. Luo Chen smiled, and hugged a pile of hay from the side to cover Xiao Wu.
Only then did he sit cross-legged and breathe out to cultivate his soul power.
There was no words for a night. The next day, when it was just dawn, Luo Chen, who was practicing meditation, was awakened by bursts of crying. Snowflakes were still falling outside the ruined temple, and the originally burning bonfire had long been extinguished.
The atmosphere in the ruined temple suddenly became a little depressing. The eyes of Xiao Sange, Pang Dun and others were a little red. Luo Chen was a little puzzled. He looked around for a week but did not see Xiao Wu. Not only was it a little strange, he said: "Xiao Sange,
Where is Brother Xiaowu?"
Wow~
This question doesn't matter. The fat man next to him threw himself on a pile of hay and cried loudly. An uneasy thought suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart. His eyes were fixed on the thick pile of hay. He remembered Xiao Wu last night.
This is where my brother slept, and he personally covered him with hay last night.
He stepped forward and opened the pile of hay, and what he saw was Xiao Wu's fair and pale face. His body was already a little stiff, and his pulse was completely absent!
boom!
At this moment, Luo Chen only felt that his mind went blank. He raised his head with red eyes and looked at the third brother, choking and shouting: "What's going on? What's going on, the fifth brother!"
At this moment, the atmosphere was extremely depressing, and even the air seemed to have stopped flowing, leaving only choking and Fatty crying.
"At this time of year, several people always freeze to death. Xiaowu's health is not very good to begin with and he is most afraid of the cold. He has struggled to survive a few times in the past years, but he didn't expect to die so early this year."
The third brother picked up a pile of hay and spread it on Xiao Wu. He suppressed the sadness in his heart and pretended to be calm, saying.
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! This is fake, this must be fake! If it was fine yesterday, why did it go so suddenly? I don't believe it, you must have made a mistake,"
Luo Chen shook his head and backed away. Last night, everyone was sitting in front of the bonfire, talking and laughing. It was just one night, how could he die suddenly?
He pushed aside the third brother who was blocking him, removed the hay covering Xiao Wu's body, and kept rubbing his little hands back and forth on his chest to keep him warm.
"Xiao Wu is gone! This is not his fate. Sooner or later, it will happen to me, Pang Dun, and everyone else. This is our fate!
Xiaoliu, actually you don’t have to be so sad. For Xiaoliu, this is the best destination for him, and he left peacefully and well-fed. He is happy."
The third brother came to Luo Chen, patted his shoulder and comforted him.
"Happiness? Nonsense! The fifth brother is dead, how can he be happy? He is all cold and he was frozen to death!"
He roared at the third brother, crying with tears all over his face. After being together for so long, he had already regarded everyone as his relatives in his heart. How could he accept Xiao Wu's sudden departure?
Although he has become strong enough over the years, this is the first time he has faced such a separation between life and death.
"No! I don't believe it, absolutely don't believe it! I have a solution, I have a solution!"
Luo Chen cried loudly at first, and then laughed again. He hurriedly came to Xiao Wu's body, and pressed his little hand on Xiao Wu's chest. His soul power! His own soul power might be enough to bring Brother Xiao Wu back to life!
Thinking of this, he whimsically refined the soul power in his body for the second time, and continuously input it into Xiao Wu's body.
Under the continuous infusion of his soul power, Xiao Wu's originally stiff body became softer, and even the ice sores on Xiao Wu's body became much lighter, but in the end it was of no use at all.
Although his soul power is somewhat special, no matter how incredible it is, it is absolutely impossible to bring people back to life, because it is simply impossible for humans to do it.
Xiaowu is gone. Just as Xiaosan brother said, this is their fate and the best destination for them. Once they close their eyes, they no longer have to be ridiculed and scorned by the world, and they no longer have to compromise themselves just for food and clothing.
A dignity that no longer exists.
After exhausting all the soul power gained from practicing all night, Luo Chen cried until his eyes were red and swollen, until his soul power ran out, he lay on the chest of Xiao Wu's body and fell asleep.
Brother Xiao San sighed softly, picked up Luo Chen and placed him on a pile of hay aside. He signaled Pangdun and others to cover Xiao Wu's body with hay again, and burned it hastily inside the Arrancar.
This was their original agreement. After death, they would be cremated in a ruined temple. Half of the ashes would be contained in a broken bowl they had begged for and buried under the bricks of the ruined temple. The other half would be scattered with the wind. I hope that with the help of the wind, you can see
To the colorful world outside.
This is a kind of spiritual sustenance. After death, half returns to dust, guarding the ruined temple and friends where we once lived, and half floats, blowing in the wind. If you are unwilling to be lonely or bound, if you cannot live freely, then you will turn into bones and ashes after death.
Feel free between heaven and earth.
What a sad spiritual sustenance, pitiful, pathetic, and ridiculous!
The world of fighting souls is cruel. Thousands of fighting souls in the mainland can make one person rise and be admired and worshiped by others! Little do they know that under the feet of a person's rise, there is a mountain of corpses and bones! (To be continued)