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211. Broken Temple

The drizzle falls slantingly, washing away the filth in this world.

The figure whose body was wrapped in golden light, whose face could not be seen clearly, looked up at the sky, and seemed to be able to see the meteor suddenly passing above the dark clouds.

"Variable?"

Raising his hand to catch a drop of rainwater, he stood in the rain talking to himself, letting the rainwater fall and bounce away from him.

It seems that the answer has been obtained.

It seems that there is no answer.

In short, after a moment of silent contemplation, the figure wrapped in golden light slowly lowered its hand, turned into a golden light and disappeared to an unknown destination.

Only the words with some emotion left slowly dispersed in the wind...

...

Open your eyes again...

All I saw was a vast expanse of white.

There was a vague pain in the body, and the cold air eroded along the wound, but before Lu Yuan could taste it carefully, this cold air had already colluded with the cold air that had accumulated in the body for many years.

stand up.

After receiving the support of the "reinforcements", the cold air in the body suddenly entered an explosive state; not only did the skin and flesh roll up feel unspeakable pain, but also the internal organs seemed to have been inserted by steel needles.

Bone-piercing and painful.

The sudden burst of cold air was unexpected.

It is even more unexpected that a body that is invulnerable to water and fire can still be corroded by cold air.

Unprepared, Lu Yuan instinctively groaned at the severe pain, and then subconsciously curled up into a ball, suppressing the cry of pain that was about to escape his mouth.

even if...

The pain he suffered in his previous life was not much lighter than this time...

But if it goes well...

He should have been reincarnated.

Or it could be to take the body by force.

In short, it is basically the above two possibilities.

and...

He should have lost his vision and soul power...

Not only that, he couldn't feel the eye of destiny on his forehead...

Of course, he can't feel the soul bones lodged in his two arms...

Even the spatial fluctuations that could be noticed around him all the time have completely disappeared!

There are various signs, as well as the inability to see inside, and even the thoughts of the soul are so stagnant; in summary, there are only two possibilities left: reincarnation, or seizing one's body!

He tried hard to raise his hand, touched his face, and rubbed his eyes vigorously. When he realized that his vision had not recovered, Lu Yuan gave up fighting with his vision and touched his body and legs instead.

very good.

Although he could feel the rolled flesh and sticky blood with a fishy sweetness, the most fortunate thing was that there were no fatal injuries on his body, only some lumps that appeared for unknown reasons remained.

Not only that, there are no such things as shackles.

This is one of the good news you get when you can't see.

Enduring the severe pain in his internal organs, he raised his almost unconscious hands to his ears and patted them gently.

very good.

Although the sound was very small, there was definitely sound reaching my ears.

This means his hearing is still intact.

It can even be said to be more sensitive.

Take a deep breath, put your index finger in your mouth, and bite it hard.

Immediately, Lu Yuan took a breath of air.

While spitting out a mouthful of blood with an expressionless face, he also wrapped the tiny broken tooth that had just collapsed in the blood and spit it out.

The body is extremely weak.

And not only is it weak internally, but it's not much better externally either.

Bite your finger, think and test your intuition...

The finger was bitten, and fresh blood was left, confirming the existence of touch.

But what does it mean to have a broken tooth?

There is no one who is weak like this!

He sighed silently, which seemed to release the suppressed pain. A white mist rose from Lu Yuan's mouth. Unfortunately, Lu Yuan could not see it clearly now.

Otherwise, he will know how bad the environment he is currently in is.

This is a small ruined temple.

At this moment...

Although there are no other people in the temple, it can be seen from the black marks left on the ground that there are nearly ten skylights of various sizes on the roof, and the small ruined temple with air leakage from all sides is not uninhabited by others.

after all...

As a blind beggar, he must not be able to make a fire!

Not only that, but he also had no ability to search for trees to serve as combustion accelerants and to cook with that rusty iron pot to fill his stomach.

therefore...

If I hadn't just arrived...

"Then there must be someone else."

Silently stroking the earthen bowl with two large cracks in his hand, Lu Yuan huddled on the ground, squinting his eyes and judging in his heart.

The earthen bowl is very clean.

Through the weak touch, Lu Yuan even doubted whether this thing had been coated with pulp...

But when I think about this earthen bowl next to me...

Lu Yuan felt a moment of indescribable speechlessness.

This earthen bowl should be the original one.

but...

As if he had thought of something, an inexplicable look flashed across his chaotic eyes. Without saying a word, Lu Yuan stretched out his hand to touch the swelling on his body again, feeling a little cold in his heart.

Judging by the puffy feel...

It's probably not frostbite.

It couldn't have been a bruise.

Touching the earthen bowl in his arms, the guess in his heart seemed to be confirmed to some extent.

But before Lu Yuan could verify his guess, a group of evidences came to his door, and the loud shouts that could not be stopped by wind and rain had already reached Lu Yuan's ears.

The temple door was kicked open violently.

The dilapidated wooden door made a whining sound.

It's a pity that neither Lu Yuan, who was thinking too much, nor the group of ragged beggars who just broke in, paid attention to this wooden door.

To put it bluntly...

It’s a good thing that these beggars didn’t rush to fix it because of the unpleasant sound made by the wooden door!

As for politeness and morality...

These things should not appear on them!

not to mention...

"Finally home..."

Panting, he threw the sleeping man on his shoulder to the ground. The beggar with unshaven beard and strands of hair landed on the ground. While pressing a certain eyeless louse to death, he shouted loudly:

"Where have all the cubs died?"

"Why is there only such a little blind man left?"

"Third brother, go find it!"

Along with this loud shout, rustling voices sounded from the darkness, but the scar-faced man named "Lao San" was not afraid. Instead, he pressed the short knife and slowly walked into the ruined temple.

Dark places.

Not long after.

Three children with mutilated hands or feet were thrown out and fell to the ground violently. Their uncertain scarred faces were revealed, and behind them were more than twenty miserable-looking children.

There are men and women.

But all of them have broken bodies.

Glancing at a certain little blind man with an expressionless face, Scarface raised his foot and kicked all the mutilated children behind him to the most densely populated place in the temple with skylights, and then reached the bonfire that had just been lit.

Habit explained:

"These things are dishonest again."

"Fortunately, this little blind man still has eyes this time."

"otherwise..."

He touched the short knife intentionally or unintentionally, and then the scar-faced man named "Lao San" didn't say anything, but just put it in his arms.

But no one doubted that he had the idea of ​​​​going on a killing spree.

after all...
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