A master of supernatural powers who started from low martial arts

Chapter 1 Famine and Guanyin Soil
  Sunset dusk.

Under the glow of the setting sun, a long queue composed of thousands of disaster victims slowly moved forward along the deserted official road.

The breeze stirred up smoke and dust, and the people walking in twos and threes staggered. No matter men, women, old or young, they were all in ragged clothes and as skinny as wood. They were so thin that they seemed to be blown down by a gust of wind.

There was a stench in the air, and the numb-eyed victims were like zombies. From time to time, some people fell weak and fell down while moving forward, but the people around them just took a glance and continued to move forward.

"Ugh"

In the long queue that stretched for several miles, Lu Yuan was dressed in tattered cloth, holding a pointed branch as thick as his wrist as a crutch, and sighed secretly as he walked around the victims who fell to the ground in front of them.

Looking over, these victims were so hungry that they were reduced to skin and bones, barely humanoid.

Although their heads, faces, and limbs were as thin as firewood, their abdomens were swollen like pregnant women, which looked particularly strange.

Lu Yuan had seen too many situations like this during his escape.

The Liujiang River burst its banks more than half a month ago, and several surrounding counties and more than 100,000 acres of farmland were submerged. Thousands of victims abandoned their land and fled in search of a way to survive.

The road to escape the famine is long, and most of the victims are poor people. The rations they carried with them have been eaten half a month ago. Now, as long as the wild vegetables, bark, insects and mice along the way can be eaten, they have become people's hope for survival.

Even so, these things could not fill the bellies of so many people. There were not a few victims who starved to death in half a month. Some who were really hungry and couldn't bear it could only eat Guanyin soil.

Guanyin soil can be found everywhere. Its texture is as fine as flour. Although it can temporarily fill the stomach, it cannot be digested and makes people thirstier.

And once you start drinking water, the Guanyin soil in your stomach will rapidly expand and solidify, blocking the stomach and intestines so that it cannot be excreted, until the person is suffocated to death.

In just the past few days, Lu Yuan had seen at least hundreds of victims who died from eating Guanyin soil. All the corpses had belly-like drums, and their death conditions were miserable.

He didn't know which one was more painful: starving to death or eating Guanyin soil, but what he heard and saw along the way was no different from hell on earth.

If it weren't for his status as a time traveler and the golden finger beside him, he wouldn't have been able to persist until now, and he would have turned into a withered skeleton on the roadside.

Full of thoughts.

After following the long queue for a while, the sun set in the sky and the sky began to darken.

On the wilderness road, the zombie-like victims also stopped, lying or sitting on the ground that had been used as beds, and began to rest.

There was silence under the dark sky, and there was no conversation among the victims. They were obviously too hungry to have any strength.

There were only a few men with strong physical strength, and each of them forced themselves to search the nearby area, trying to find out whether there were grassroots, insects, rats or the like to satisfy their hunger.

At this moment, Lu Yuan also found a secluded location away from others, took out the old water bag he carried with him, and took a few sips carefully.

Under the dim starlight, although he was also thin, the look in his eyes was much better than that of most of the victims around him, and he did not look like someone who had been hungry for a long time.

Even though his clothes were in rags, he also smelled bad, like a beggar.

But after traveling through this half month, he has become accustomed to it.

Half a month ago, Lu Yuan was still a 996 social worker with a mortgage, living an ordinary life and growing old at a glance.

However, it was only a rare occasion for him to return to his hometown during the Chinese New Year vacation. When he was cleaning up his uninhabited old house, he inexplicably passed through and became a disaster victim in this ancient world who had to flee from the flood in his hometown.

The original owner of this body was also named Lu Yuan. His family was originally a small landowner in Liujiang County with hundreds of acres of land. Not only could he read and write, he also liked to dance with guns and sticks. He was preparing to take the county examination to obtain merit.

However, the Liujiang River burst its embankments last month, and floods not only submerged half of Liujiang County and all the surrounding farmland, but also swept away several members of the original owner's family and their homes.

The area behind a flood is hundreds of miles away, and the number of victims is unknown. Although the original owner survived by chance, all his relatives were killed and their bodies were hard to find. It can be said that the whole family was destroyed overnight.

The floods were followed by epidemics and famines. Liujiang County Guancang had long been corrupted by the county officials and was unable to provide relief. A large number of victims had to flee the famine in search of survival. The original owner, whose family had been destroyed, was extremely grieved and could only follow the trend and go to other counties to seek help. Way to survive.

However, it seems that misfortunes never come singly. Two days after embarking on the road to escape, the original owner unfortunately contracted the cold, and the little dry food he had on him happened to be finished.

Alone, sick and hungry, with no one to help him, the original owner survived for two days and then died, thus allowing Lu Yuan's soul to travel through time.

"I would rather be a peace dog than a person in troubled times. The ancients were honest and would not be deceived by me."

Thinking back on his experiences these days, Lu Yuan shook his head, took out a thick, palm-sized piece of pancake from a cloth bag in his arms, and ate it in big mouthfuls.

The cake he ate was naturally not a flour cake made from grain, but an earth cake made from Guanyin soil. The method was simple and the ingredients were available everywhere. During this half-month journey through the famine, everything along the way was pulled out and eaten by the victims, but Guanyin soil was everywhere. It was only by eating the earth cakes that Lu Yuan made that he did not starve to death.

And it seems that he was found eating.

More than ten steps away, among a family of victims who were resting, a middle-aged man and two half-year-old youths looked at each other, their eyes flashed, and they slowly got up and walked over.

The middle-aged man in the lead was short and as skinny as a monkey. He stared closely at the thing in Lu Yuan's hand under the dark sky:
  "Here, little brother, what are you eating?"

"Our family is really hungry and can't bear it anymore. Can you give us something to eat?"

"Please do a good job. We can arrive at Fengyang Mansion in two or three days. My son and I will repay you by doing everything we can."

Although the middle-aged man begged in words, the eyes of both him and the two young men next to him were shining green like hungry wolves, and their gazes were particularly penetrating.

This was not the first time he had encountered such a situation these days. Lu Yuan took out the cloth bag containing Guanyin earth cakes from his arms and threw it away:

"This is the Guanyin cake I made. You can take it if you want."

The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard this. He hurriedly took two steps forward, squatted down, opened the cloth bag, grabbed a piece of pancake from inside, took a bite, and then spat it out.

Even if Guanyin soil is made into cakes, if you eat it, you will still drink poison to quench your thirst, and you may even die faster.

With so many disaster victims, no one will eat this kind of food until they are about to die.

Putting down the earthen cake in his hand, the middle-aged man's eyes were a little suspicious, as if he didn't believe that Lu Yuan would eat Guanyin cake, and he tried again in a hoarse voice:
  "Little brother, we won't eat the cake. Let us drink some of the water in the water bag."

As he spoke, he moved forward, and the two skinny young men next to him also surrounded him, as if they were planning something nefarious.

However, while they were moving, Lu Yuan had already grabbed the sharpened wooden cane beside him, stood up suddenly, and swept it out with a stick.

"what!"

The stick was so fast that all three of them were hit in the thigh in just an instant. They all screamed and staggered back.

Lu Yuan stood tall, pointed his sharpened wooden stick at the three of them, and said expressionlessly:

"I've killed two people who wanted to do evil things a few days ago. If you're not afraid of death, come here and give it a try."

The original owner likes to dance with guns and sticks, and was preparing to participate in martial arts. He has some boxing and kicking skills.

Lu Yuan inherited the other party's memory, and now has sufficient physical strength. It will not be a problem to deal with three victims who are already weak from hunger.

"We were wrong, let's leave now."

But at this moment, they realized that Lu Yuan was definitely not someone to be trifled with. The old man and the young man, who were already dizzy from hunger, covered their thighs and limped back in fear, not daring to make any more decisions.

Staring at the other party, he retreated more than ten feet away.

Lu Yuancai stepped forward to pick up his bag of Guanyin cakes, sat back to his original position and continued to eat one bite after another.

In desperate situations, people's bestiality and malice are often amplified in order to survive. Many people in this group of disaster victims die every day fighting for food and water.

Because he was alone, he had encountered such a situation more than once along the way, and he had long been used to it.

After eating two large pieces of Guanyin Earthen Cake in three gulps, I felt thirsty in my mouth and at the same time felt an indescribable feeling of fullness in my belly.

Normally, no matter who eats these two large pieces of earth cake, they are basically close to death.

Once you drink water, your intestines will become clotted and you will die immediately.

But at this moment, Lu Yuan seemed to be a normal person, holding the pointed wooden stick and maintaining a cross-legged posture, thinking slightly.

hum.

The next moment, an invisible force was generated in the body, causing the intestines and stomach to make a slight buzzing sound.

And under this mysterious power, the large amount of indigestible Guanyin soil in Lu Yuan's belly suddenly began to be digested like ice and snow melting!

(End of this chapter)