Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 4 First Acquaintance

Lu Ye's consciousness was groggy.

He seemed to have had a dream. In the endless darkness, it seemed as if he was back as a baby, lying in his mother's warm arms, with sweet milk passing through his throat and falling into his belly, nourishing his body.

He felt as if he had been hungry for a long time, and his body was like a dry land longing for the rain to fall. His appetite could not be filled, and his mouth and tongue were greedy for milk. No matter how much he drank, he always felt that it was not enough.

It's just that - my belly felt warm, but the taste of the milk quickly became weird.

From the imagined sweetness to extremely bitter and sticky, with a vague earthy taste mixed in?

Lu Ye was a little confused, but his body was very sincere and he was still trying to suck in the "milk".

As the milk fell in large gulps, his body's five senses quickly recovered.

Nose filled with foul stale air.

In my ears I heard the slight pop of crackling firewood.

There was hot water mist hitting the skin.

Lu Ye opened his eyes.

He found himself half lying on the ground, with someone half supporting his neck.

And around...

The temple is ruined, the Buddha is broken, the skull is on fire, the copper bell is used as a pot, and the water vapor is jumping happily on the pot.

The waiter, sitting cross-legged, holds a tile in one hand. There is "porridge" in the tile, and the tile has just left Lu Ye's lips.

Pull out a long, thin, shiny line in the air.

Just behind the copper pot, two naked corpses were lying there. One corpse had a leg bone inserted into it. The owner of the corpse looked at Lu Ye with a pockmarked face, full of anger.

hiss……

Lu Ye took a breath of air.

All the previous memories flooded into his mind like a tide.

Traveling to another world, becoming a useless person, awakening talents, fighting back with bones, exhausting physical strength, falling into coma...

Lu Ye closed his eyes in pain and took a deep breath.

Don’t chase the past. Farewell, parents, relatives and friends. Farewell. I feel like throwing up when I see the law test...

Nowadays, the most important thing is to live, live well, and try to survive in this cannibalistic world...

He adjusted his mentality, opened his eyes, and tried his best to put on a smile on his face.

in front of you.

The dishman who had the same misfortune as him and almost cooked Zhongzhongshi was squatting in front of him, holding a tile in his hand.

"Thank you brother for helping me!"

Lu Zhi felt grateful and squeezed out a sound from his throat. Due to his weak body and his throat that had not spoken for a long time, when he spoke now, his voice was hoarse as if two pieces of rusty iron were rubbing against each other.

He knew that he had fainted before and had no ability to resist at all.

If the cook opposite him was cruel and careless, he might have been cooked in that bell pot by now.

If nothing else, even if you leave yourself alone, you will become a time traveler who awakens the golden finger, and you will most likely faint and starve to death.

But they did not take advantage of others' danger and distributed the precious food to themselves.

This undoubtedly saved his life. Lu Ye was glad that his luck was not extremely bad.

It seems that people really cannot be judged by their appearance. This rookie brother has scars on his chest and abdomen, a pair of thick eyebrows, and his face looks sinister, but he is actually a good person.

It’s just the food on the tiles…

Lu Ye looked suspiciously at the tiles in the waiter's hands, and then at the steaming bell pot next to the waiter.

brush!

His face suddenly turned white.

Could it be that the "milk" I drank just now was scooped from that pot?

And who knows how many people have been cooked in that pot? Who knows what weird “ingredients” are in the pot now?

Lu Ye felt like his stomach was churning and he felt like vomiting.

"You save my life first, and then I'll save yours. Isn't this a matter of course?" The rookie brother replied carelessly, patting his chest, "Master taught me that those of us who practice martial arts must know how to repay kindness. …”

"If we really talk about it, you are my benefactor!"

He saw that Lu Ye looked wrong and stared straight at Zhong Guo beside him. He knew what Lu Ye was thinking as soon as he turned his eyes.

"Don't think too much," the dishman said with a smile, "Master taught me that you can't eat people even if you starve to death. Then you are not a beast? What I feed you is not human flesh."

"What we ate was the mixed noodles that the two gangsters kept close to their bodies."

I saw him carefully taking out a small gray bag from his arms. When he opened it, there was fine brown flour inside.

He moved his body and saw a small firewood pile behind him. On it was a broken pot that he found from somewhere, and there was still half a pot of porridge in it.

In order to reassure Lu Ye, the cook sat down cross-legged, poured the remaining porridge from the broken pot onto the tiles, and ate it hungrily.

Lu Ye smiled awkwardly and then put his heart into his stomach.

Seeing that the dishman was eating deliciously, he felt that his stomach seemed to hurt again. This meant that he was not full at all, and he was still hungry and wanted to eat. Just looking at the size of the broken pot, Lu Ye estimated that most of the pot of porridge had fallen into his stomach.

Lu Ye licked his lips, and in order to divert his attention, he immediately started chatting with this rookie brother.

"We are destined to meet each other. May I ask what this brother's name is?"

The waiter: "I don't dare to take it. My name is Wang Hu. Master and my brothers all call me Hu Zi."

"Master said that when you go out, you rely on friends. Since we have saved each other's lives, we are friends in life and death."

"Don't worry, this mixed noodle is mine and it's yours."

As he spoke, he swallowed the remaining porridge in a few mouthfuls, licked the tiles clean, and then lifted the broken pot.

Lu Zhiyi felt warm in his heart, this is not a tiger, this is obviously an angel!

This Angel Tiger looks a bit stern, and with his thick eyebrows, he looks a bit sinister. In fact, judging from his voice and actions, it is clear that he is a simple young man.

"Thank you, Brother Wang Hu..."

When he was moved to thank him, his eyes fell on the broken pot, and then he realized what kind of pot it was. It was clearly a broken iron helmet.

Wang Hu now lifted the helmet upside down, looking at his posture, he was clearly preparing to lick the inside of the helmet.

Lu Ye immediately became nervous - if Wang Hu really wanted to lick the pot with his tongue, the food cooked in the pot in the future...

Fortunately, Wang Hu might have put too little mixed noodles and the porridge was too thin. After looking at it carefully for a long time, he finally put down his helmet.

Lu Ye finally let out a sigh of relief: "Brother Wang Hu, I'm here, Lu Ye..."

The two started talking.

It turns out that Wang Hu is not from this province, but from Lin province.

His family was well-off, and he liked to dance with swords and guns since he was a child. A year ago, a Wu Xiucai who returned to his hometown and was raised in honor opened a tavern to accept apprentices.

He came to learn martial arts from his master. The master said that he was born with great strength. Although he was a little late in learning martial arts, as long as he worked hard, he might be able to reach the level of a copper-skinned martial artist in the future, and he could also take the martial arts examination and gain fame.

Wang Hu studied hard for a year and became an official disciple. He was about to learn the master's advanced martial arts, but this natural disaster happened.

When a natural disaster strikes, all the disciples take their parents and family members and follow their master on the road.

They were armed with knives, guns, and carriages. Most people would not dare to mess with them. Who would have expected that there was no food in the county and no food in the prefecture, so everyone had no choice but to go to the provincial capital to survive.

As a result, they encountered a large group of bandits and dispersed their team.

Wang Hu's parents and family members died in the fighting. He broke out and rushed out. He was confused all the way and didn't know the direction. He actually crossed the province to get here.

"During the chaos, Master... Master, he..." Wang Hu's eyes suddenly turned red and he shed tears.

Lu Ye answered immediately.

"Brother Wang Hu, please give me my condolences. If your master knew that you could escape, he would be very pleased."

This Wang Hu never left his master, so he must have a deep and unusual relationship between master and disciple. Lu Ye automatically imagined a touching scene in his mind of an old martial artist standing guard, blocking many gangsters, and carving a way out for his disciples.

Wang Hu shook his head and said.

"Master saw that the thieves were so powerful that he left us brothers and family members behind, broke out of the siege and ran away without even looking back..."

Lu Ye: "..."

This master is really different in his words and deeds. He says one thing and does another.

At this time, the sky outside turned dark. Wang Hu thought of sad things and didn't want to say more, so he lay down on the stone platform of the statue to rest.

Lu Ye also lay down on his side.

He silently recited the picture of fish and dragon in his mind, and a golden picture scroll immediately appeared in his mind.

In the picture of ichthyosaurs, the gray carp that was about to sink into the river has floated on the water. All the dark gray scales on its body have faded and turned into light white. There are still dots of red scales on the fish's tail.

This pale white red-tailed carp roams in the river, with countless carps of various colors surpassing it in front and behind it. In front of the thousands of carp is the towering Longmen Pass.

Although the light white carp is slow, it is not discouraged. It faces the direction of the dragon gate and moves straight forward without hesitation.

The scene of thousands of carps fighting for the crossing faded, and a few lines of writing appeared.

"Lu Ye, 17 years old.

Roots and Bones - The talent of a middle-aged person, with mediocre qualifications.

Condition—severe weakness.

life:?

Qi and blood——10/100.

Control account——Carp.

Variety - light white common species.

Skills - None.

Condition - narrowly escaped death, weak and powerless. "

(End of this chapter)