Secular world: My destiny has no taboos

Chapter 391 401: Giant Ship

"Mother...I'm hungry!"

In the empty hut, a ragged woman was holding a child who was only three or four years old in her arms.

Her cheeks were thin and her face was sallow. She looked as if she was seriously ill and very weak.

After coughing several times, the woman comforted the child, stood up with difficulty, and found a small bag of shelled corn from a corner of the hut.

She walked slowly to the stove, intending to light a fire to cook porridge, but found that there was no dry firewood left in the house.

"Mu'er, wait for me at home. I'm going to go out and get some dry firewood."

The woman gently touched the child's head, took a wooden stick from behind the door, and opened the door.

"call--"

It was late autumn, and the wind outside was strong and damp, chilling people to the bone.

Especially since the woman was wearing thin clothes, the cold wind blew in from her collar, making her shiver subconsciously. Her originally weak and thin face looked even more listless at this moment.

"Be good and wait for me!"

The woman turned around and waved to the children in the house.

"it is good!"

The child named Mu'er nodded vigorously, opened his big eyes, and watched his mother slowly close the door.

Although he was also dressed in rags, he had several layers of clothing stacked on his body, the outermost of which was a loose robe that was far too small for his body.

"Jiligulu..."

After a while, my stomach started to aches from hunger.

The child walked to a red-painted incense table, which was the only thing in the house that looked valuable.

On the incense table, there was a tablet with a few words written crookedly on it.

Judging from these words, the person who carved them was probably illiterate. It seemed as if he used a knife to mark the words on the tablet.

Offering: 'My late husband Li Jianghe'

In this world where everyone worships gods, this family only has a simple tablet and nothing else.

"father!"

The child called out to the tablet, then brought a small wooden stool, sat on it, and muttered something to the tablet.

The autumn wind blew, and the thatched roof rustled. The wind swirled into the house through the cracks and suddenly blew out the small candle burning in the house.

A long time passed and it was pitch dark in the hut. Seeing that his mother had not returned, the child bravely opened the door a crack and secretly observed the situation outside.

It was dark outside, with a few rays of moonlight falling from the sky, casting mottled black shadows on the ground.

"Don't go out after dark, and don't open the door if anyone knocks."

This is what his mother had always said in his ear.

The child swallowed, closed the door gently, leaned against the simple wooden door, and sat down gently.

He had tears in his eyes and buried his head in his arms.

The pain in my stomach caused by hunger had long since disappeared with the passage of time, leaving only weakness and deep sleepiness.

However, the child always wakes himself up when he is about to fall asleep, forces himself to stay awake, and waits for his mother to come back.

However, it was not until the rooster crowed at dawn that light began to filter through the cracks in the hut, and the child opened his eyes from his half-asleep state.

After seeing the light, he couldn't wait to open the door and rushed out.

He was calling his mother's name everywhere until an old beggar, also in ragged clothes and covered in dirt, hurried up to him, gestured with his hands, then took his hand and ran into an alley.

That day, the child experienced the second most painful thing in his life.

He looked at his mother lying naked on the cold ground. The dirty sewage accumulated on the ground flowed under her body, adding a glaring black mark to her pale skin.

The people of Polo Village gathered around the body and talked about it, but no one stood up, even to cover the body with a piece of rag.

When they saw the child coming, the crowd made way for the woman, exposing her body completely to the child.

The pale corpse was covered with bruises and pinch marks, and its lower body was eroded. The red blood mixed with the glaring black looked like a bright yet strange knot.

The child's world suddenly collapsed at this moment, and tears flowed out like a dam breaking.

"Ah, ah ah..."

He opened his mouth to scream, but in the end all he could do was scream out in agony.

The pain and despair contained in that voice seemed to freeze the air around them.

"This couldn't have been done by an evil spirit, but was murdered by a living being!"

"Winter is coming soon. Even if she doesn't die here, she will freeze to death in the house. I think it might be a relief for her to go with her husband."

"It's just a pity for Li Mu!"

……

The sounds around were intermittent, with people changing one after another, from early morning to dusk.

Li Mu cried until he was exhausted and fainted beside the corpse.

The old beggar was waiting beside Li Mu. He walked up to him, picked him up, and walked towards Li Mu's home.

The door was not locked because it was impossible for a thief to break into the house.

The old beggar carried Li Mu to the bed, then returned to the alley and buried the woman's body. There was no coffin, not even a straw mat. He simply covered her body with the woman's torn clothes and buried her in a piece of land.

A few days later, the woman's death seemed to have disappeared in the village and no one talked about it.

The palace invited a monk from the Yun Kingdom, reportedly to catch an evil spirit in the palace. In the end, the evil spirit was successfully caught, and the monk left with a pocket full of silver money.

That day, the old beggar and the little beggar stayed for a long time opposite the huge palace.

……

"Buddha said that people are born to suffer, but if it is for suffering, why are people born?"

A child less than ten years old was sitting in the dilapidated hut. There were three tablets placed on the old incense table.

The tablet was of very poor quality, he had carved it out of wood himself.

He was illiterate, so compared to the tablet for his father, the remaining two tablets didn't even have names on them. Instead, two little figures were carved on them with a knife.

"Boom..."

Just then, the shabby wooden door was pushed open and two tall men walked in.

The leading man glanced at Li Mu and snorted, "Little kid, you've been dragging it out for so long, and you're still not willing to hand over your land deed?"

"Our Master Wang is so kind that he is willing to buy your land for one penny. You should be grateful to him."

Li Mu raised his head, glanced at the two men, and said nothing.

"Hey, you don't want to drink when I toast you. Last time I beat you up and broke your legs, I thought you wouldn't live long, but I didn't expect you to hold on."

"I'm telling you the truth this time. Don't blame me for being cruel. If you don't hand over the land deed you hid, the master says that he won't want your family's land deed anymore and will bury you in this shabby hut to keep you company with these three dead men!" A man glanced at the tablet and grinned.

"Come to think of it, I've met your father before."

"Your father is a stubborn person, and you are also a stubborn person!"

Seeing that Li Mu remained silent, the two men gradually lost their patience.

The leading man picked up Li Mu. The ten-year-old Li Mu was skinny and small, like a six or seven-year-old child. His skinny upper body was accompanied by a pair of limp legs.

“Hey, this is my masterpiece.”

The man picked up Li Mu and swung him in the air as if he was swinging a tattered piece of clothing.

Then, his hand loosened and Li Mu fell into a corner of the hut.

Li Mu felt a sweet taste in his mouth and felt severe pain in his body due to the displacement of his internal organs.

But he's used to it!
"Second brother, just dig a hole in this room and bury him!"

The other man nodded and walked out of the house. Not long after, he came in with a shovel, walked up to Li Mu and started digging a hole.

"Brother, this kid is quite strong-willed and never cries."

The leading man shook his head: "It's only fun if you can cry. This is the most boring!"

As he spoke, he bent down and came closer to Li Mu.

"Boy, don't think we don't know. In fact, you already know that it was our palace that raped and murdered your mother."

"Hahaha……"

The leading man laughed loudly, and he didn't feel any regret at all for raping and killing a man.

"When we followed Master Wang and saw your mother coming back from collecting firewood on the street, we dragged her into the alley. Do you know what your mother looked like at that time?"

"She was crying and screaming so loudly that the neighbors could hear her."

"The most ridiculous thing is that they had to pretend they knew nothing the next day. Tell me, how can people be so lowly and hypocritical?"

The leading man laughed loudly and grabbed Li Mu and lifted him up.

"Let me tell you another secret."

"In fact, we were the ones who killed your father, hahaha..."

Li Mu's dead eyes finally showed some movement at this moment.

He looked into the leading man's eyes, anger burning in his black pupils.

The leading man didn't care. A child who was less than ten years old and had both legs broken, so what if the other party pointed a knife at him? Could he be hurt?

"Haha, the reason your family is in this situation now is because of your stubborn father. Wouldn't it be better if he had handed over the land deed earlier?"

"Look, your Li family is now extinct. This is the first time I have wiped out a family!"

The leading man smiled and threw Li Mu into the dug pit, looking into Li Mu's eyes.

"I know you want revenge, but you probably can't do it in this life. Wait for the next life."

"Hahaha……"

Unbridled laughter rang out in the hut without any concealment.

Dirt kept falling on his face. Li Mu turned his head and looked out through the gap in the hut. He saw many onlookers standing outside the hut, just like these people who commented on his mother in that dark alley.

He was less than ten years old, but his body looked even weaker than that of a seven-year-old child and he was severely malnourished.

However, his mental abilities far exceeded his age.

During those five years, his body did not grow accordingly, but his hungry soul grew.

He endured the pain in his heart and resented the injustice in the world and the indifference between people.

He hated everyone, even the land that provided life for countless people.

This seed has been planted in his heart for five years, and now it seems to have sprouted!
The slightly fishy-smelling soil entered Li Mu's eyes, ears, and nose...

Li Mu opened his mouth and swallowed the dirt near his lips.

It was very astringent and unpalatable, but he was used to it.

He calmly looked at the two people who covered him with soil without resisting.

The leading man had been looking at Li Mu, but when Li Mu swallowed the dirt, raised his head and looked at him again, he couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart.

He didn't know why, but if he really had to say it, it was as if he was being stared at by an evil spirit.

"Bury it for me!"

Fear grew in their hearts, the leading man shouted loudly, and the two men sped up their speed to cover up Li Mu.

Black, accompanied by suffocation.

Li Mu felt like he was lying in a coffin, with darkness squeezing him.

However, facing all this, he did not feel the slightest fear in his heart, only a deep sense of unwillingness.

"If that's the case, why did you bring me into this world? Was it to make me hate it?"

"Then I hate it."

"Also, I'm so hungry..."

……

The huge dark yellow hungry ghost was burning fiercely. It was a human-shaped furnace that turned its cherished soul into firewood and threw it into the flames.

There was no firewood at home at first, but now it is firewood.

"Boom... crackle..."

Suddenly, an extremely powerful aura rushed into the sky, and the soul flame seemed to burn through the entire sky of Luozhou, and the gray clouds in the sky were reflected in red.

The entire Luozhou was shaking at this moment, especially the ground beneath people's feet, where cracks appeared as if it had been torn apart.

"Its aura is even stronger than before the Xuanhuang aura was extracted!" The Fox Spirit God stared at the Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost, his face full of horror.

"Why exactly?" The Fox Spirit God was very puzzled.

In her eyes, the Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost had almost completely turned into a furnace. The flames burning on the surface of the furnace were getting more and more intense. They were nearby and felt that the divinity in their bodies was ignited and burning along with it.

Lin Beixuan looked at this scene and tightened the magic sword in his hand.

"It wants to destroy all of Luozhou!"

Lin Beixuan, who had copied the Soul Furnace technique, had already seen what Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost was thinking now.

At the same time, he was also surprised that the Soul Furnace could be used in this way!

This is like an oversized compressed gas tank. Once it explodes, perhaps not only Luozhou, but even Qingzhou and Yunguo next to Luozhou will be affected.

However, if they do this, the Xuanhuang hungry ghost will also be destroyed along with Luozhou.

"It's hard to imagine how much you hate this world!"

Lin Beixuan took a deep breath. He knew that with the power he had now injected into the spirit sword, he might not be able to break the soul furnace of the Xuanhuang Hungry Ghost.

I'm really going to fight hard this time!
Lin Beixuan showed a bitter smile on his face.

"Although, I have really learned this move from you!"

So, under the surprised gaze of the secular gods of Luozhou, a flame similar to that on the Xuanhuang hungry ghost also ignited on Lin Beixuan's body.

"Use your body as a furnace and your soul as firewood..." Lin Beixuan muttered in a low voice.

In an instant, the fiery red clouds in Luozhou's sky were once again ignited with a layer of gorgeous blood red.

(End of this chapter)