Dreaming for 10,000 years

Chapter 228 Reach out
"Who are you?" The priest who was distributing the relief food raised his head and looked at Shi Fei and the other two with vigilance. His voice was low and contained a hint of something strange that was barely noticeable.

Shi Fei felt a familiar and disgusting aura from him, lingering in the air like rotten silk.

There's no mistake, it's the scent of Hasta.

He waved his hand, and several invisible sword energies instantly streaked through the air. Before the priests could react, their heads were torn apart, and their heads rolled to the ground, blood spurting out.

What was strange was that several golden beetles flew out in panic from the necks of their fallen bodies, as if they had crawled out of their flesh and blood.

The beetles flapped their wings and tried to escape, making a slight buzzing sound, as if they were conveying some secret message.

Shi Fei blew gently, and the golden beetles were burned to ashes.

The death of several priests finally caused panic among the hungry people in line. They were stunned for a moment, then swarmed forward, vying to be the first to rush to the steaming porridge pot.

It doesn’t matter if those priests died. If they died, who would distribute the porridge?

Yu Changsheng had traveled extensively and had seen a lot. When he saw the chaotic situation, he knew that if looting occurred, it would be troublesome.

He immediately shouted, "Fellow villagers, don't rush! Line up, everyone will have something to share! If there's not enough, the foreigners' church and granary will definitely have enough for the villagers!"

Yu Changsheng had a thin face, a righteous expression, and was wearing a Taoist robe, which made him look majestic without even getting angry. Seeing him like this, the hungry people who were surrounding him were shocked.

He immediately took a spoon and began to distribute the porridge, and Ah Ruo also helped. The hungry people hesitated for a moment, and finally slowly stepped back and lined up again.

They only care about whether they can have food to eat, and it doesn't matter to them who will distribute the porridge, because they have no choice.

"You guys stay here, I'll go take a look inside the church!" Shi Fei saw this situation and was quite impressed with Yu Changsheng.

"Okay! Be careful!" Yu Changsheng said.

"Ha~" Shi Fei chuckled and said, "Even the masters behind them can't do anything to me, let alone them?"

Having said that, he strode into the church.

Places of worship such as churches can be seen as places for communicating with "God".

As soon as he entered the door, Shi Fei felt a gust of wind coming from everywhere.

The wind was not a natural wind, but it carried a strange force, as if whispering, mocking, or whispering. They circled around Shi Fei's ears, as if they wanted to tell him something.

That is Hastur's secret in the starry sky, the truth of the universe, and the knowledge that can drive people crazy and obsessed, yet cannot be sought in vain!

If an ordinary person heard these whispers, they would have gone crazy or even had a mental breakdown. However, Shi Fei just let them go in one ear and out the other, not remembering them at all.

He would instinctively forget all the knowledge he suddenly received in his dream. This was also the reason why Cthulhu and Hastur could not directly interfere with Shi Fei's mind.

He ignored the strange sound of the wind and continued to walk forward. The light in the church was dim, and the air was filled with a rotten smell, as if every breath carried some indescribable filth.

The murals on the wall were twisted and strange, as if silently telling of some unfathomable fear. The originally solemn statues now looked hideous and terrifying, as if they were watching Shi Fei's every move.

The church was empty, as if everyone had received some kind of signal and evacuated in advance. Shi Fei understood that these priests were probably just warned, and it was unlikely to be Hastur, but rather the beetles transformed from the missionaries killed at the door before.

Next time you kill, be careful.

He quickly searched every corner of the church and finally came to the entrance of the cellar. Pushing open the heavy wooden door, a strong stench hit him in the face. The cellar was much larger than he had imagined, and the scene inside was even more horrifying. The ground was made of flesh and blood, like the internal organs of some living thing, and it was soft when stepped on, making a disgusting "gurgling" sound.

In the distorted space, a faint yellow corpse was suspended in the air, as if being torn apart by some invisible force and twisted into a strange shape.

Everything here makes it hard to tell whether it is the human world or hell.

Shi Feifei sighed inwardly, raised his hand, and a ball of blazing flame condensed in his palm.

The flame danced in his hand, emitting a dazzling light, as if it could purify all filth. Shi Fei waved his hand lightly, and the flames instantly swept the entire cellar. The flesh and blood tissues were quickly carbonized under the high temperature, the twisted space was torn apart by the flames, and the suspended corpses were also reduced to ashes in the flames.

A moment later, the cellar was engulfed in flames.

Then, Shi Fei found the church's granary, which was full of food, and was obviously a tool used by foreigners to control the hungry people.

Shi Fei moved the food out without hesitation and distributed it to the hungry people at the church door.

"The drought in Shandong is over, you can go back." Shi Fei said to the hungry people with a hint of gentleness in his tone.

However, the hungry people just looked at him blankly, without a trace of joy in their eyes.

They desperately fled to Qin Island, but lost their loved ones and their homes along the way, and had nothing left.

Now, how can they go back?
Even if I go back, where can I go?
Shi Fei looked at their numb eyes, and a feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart. Even if he could kill all the foreigners in Qin Island and destroy their churches, he could not change the fate of these starving people.

What they lost was not only food, but also hope.

No! Maybe!

"Are you willing to take revenge?" Shi Fei came to a hungry man and said to him.

It was a man whose age could not be determined. Perhaps he was in his teens, twenties, or thirties. Hunger and torture had made his face emaciated, his skin clinging to his bones, his eyes sunken, and he barely looked like a human. His eyes were empty, as if he had long lost hope for life.

The man looked at Shi Fei blankly, not understanding what Shi Fei meant.

revenge?

Who to take revenge on?

Who can a weak ordinary person like him take revenge on?
Who is his enemy?
"Then are you alive?" Shi Fei asked him again.

The man continued to nod blankly.

Who is not alive?
Shi Fei stretched out his hand to him, and there was a flame in his palm. The flame was hot and bright, as if it could dispel all darkness.

The man looked at Shi Fei and didn't understand what he meant, but when he saw Shi Fei's encouraging smile, he also stretched out his hand.

Even though there was a ball of fire in Shi Fei's palm, he was not afraid!
Because he knew that it was a choice!

A choice that can change your destiny!

(End of this chapter)