Who hid my body?

The little boy didn't know if he had done something wrong, and asked anxiously, "Father..."

Before he could finish his words, Ulu suddenly turned around, strode towards him, and kicked him to the ground, cursing incomprehensible words as he kicked him.

"Who do you think you are? Huh?! Who do you think you are?!"

"Your mother is dead, why are you still pretending to be a nice guy here, huh?!"

"Your mother is already dead! You can't even support your sister! And you still want to consider others here?!"

Ulu hit harder and harder, but it seemed as if something was about to burst out of his fierce eyes.

"Your mother is gone!" He yelled hysterically at the little boy, "You will be alone from now on, do you understand?"

During this time, Ulu kept hitting the little boy, and he kept holding his head to avoid it, while his sister kept sitting beside him, staring blankly, with no change in her eyes, as if she was dead.

I don’t know how long it took,

The little boy had fallen to the ground with wounds all over his body, and Ulu also lay on the ground, staring at the spider web on the ceiling in a daze.

I don't know how long it was before he spoke softly.

"Got a shovel?"

"Let me help you bury your mother."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 29: Twenty-Nine I buried your mother for free, and you still want to say mass?

“Huff, huff, huff… cough, cough, cough…”

Every time he dug a shovel of soil, Ulu would take a deep breath and then cough twice. This made him very uncomfortable and he felt like his lungs were about to explode, but he still did not stop what he was doing and continued digging one shovel after another.

The little boy who was watching from the side wanted to help from time to time, but was pushed away by Ulu again and again, and then glared at him fiercely, cursing: "Get out of here, don't bother me, I am a professional at burying corpses."

After all, Lu Ji was buried just the day before yesterday.

The little boy could only watch from the side, holding his sister in his arms, while his mother lay beside them, as if she was asleep.

While Ulu was digging, he would occasionally catch a glimpse of the boy's mother, which would make him stiffen, as if the mother lying there was not the boy's, but his own. This made him feel very uncomfortable, so he increased the strength of his hands, but soon he would catch a glimpse of her again, and then the next cycle would begin.

In this disaster year, many people died, but not many were able to be buried.

Since the living people have no strength left, how can they consider the dead?

If Wulu hadn't come, the little boy wouldn't have had the strength to dig such a big hole. The same thing happened to Wulu 20 years ago. So this time, Wulu dug the hole very deep, as if he was trying desperately to make up for something.

Bai Wei remained silent. He hadn't spoken since Uru started digging the hole, as if he had disappeared.

So Ulu kept digging until the evening, and he finally stopped when his shovel was almost broken.

"That's it, that's it." He muttered, not knowing who he was talking to, "That's enough."

Then he jumped out of the pit and tried to carry the body down.

He just grabbed the mother's shoulders, and then he saw the little boy let go of his sister and consciously lifted up his mother's legs.

This made Ulu a little unhappy. Originally, he wanted to do it by himself, but after looking at the little boy, he said nothing and worked together with the little boy to put his mother into the pit.

And since he grabbed the upper body, he naturally couldn't avoid seeing the mother's face.

Then he found that they were not alike at all. Whether it was the eyes, mouth or nose, there was no similarity at all.

But why?

When seeing this face, Ulu still felt his heart beating wildly.

"Can you be quicker? You're so clumsy." Ulu had to try hard to hide his emotions in his ferocious expression. He scolded the little boy, "Bury your mother quickly. I have to go home for dinner."

The little boy did not refute and worked silently.

Next, the little boy naturally joined in, and the two of them buried the dug soil together.

Neither of them spoke during the whole process, and Ulu did not ask the little boy to go away. They finished the work in silence, watching everything about the mother being buried by the earth bit by bit.

When the last handful of soil was flattened by the shovel, Wulu could no longer bear it and sat down on the grave, staring blankly at the grave he had dug. At this moment, he felt very complicated, as if the biggest regret in his heart had been filled, but at the same time, he felt that it had not been filled, but had added a bigger regret.

Ulu sat there blankly for a while, then saw the little boy slowly walking in front of him, looking very hesitant.

"Bullshit." Ulu said unhappily.

"Uh, Father." The little boy grasped the corner of his clothes nervously, "Can you please say a mass for my mother?"

Oh, and there's a mass.

Ulu remembered that he was a priest and saying mass for the dead was his job.

So he didn't think much about it. He just glared at the little boy fiercely, cursed him, "What a troublemaker!", patted his butt, stood up, and walked to the grave.

He was very familiar with celebrating Mass. He could get a large sum of money from the family just by saying a few words like "May your soul return to the embrace of the Rhine."

So he stood in front of the grave very skillfully and opened his mouth very skillfully: "May your soul return..."

But here, I got stuck.

...Return to the embrace of the Rhine?

Everything he had done as a priest in the past twenty years came flooding back to him at this moment. Most of it was black, dirty, and unsightly. Although he had never thought there was a problem before, at this moment, standing in front of this grave, he could not utter those words no matter what.

I held it in for a long time, my face turned red but I couldn't say anything.

This made the little boy next to him very curious: "Master Father, are you feeling unwell?"

Ulu turned his head to look at the little boy, then raised his foot and kicked him.

"Are you fucking asking for too much? I buried your mom for free, and you want me to say mass for free?! Do you know how much a mass costs? Do you know that my holy blessing has a price, huh? Is your mom's life worth this? Do you think she's worth it?!"

Ulu didn't use much force in this kick because he had no strength left, so the little boy quickly got up.

Ulu originally thought that he would be angry, after all, he insulted his mother like that.

But the little boy didn't do that. He even said to Uru with a guilty look on his face: "I'm sorry, Father. I'm too greedy."

Wulu choked and felt like he couldn't breathe anymore. He could only say coldly, "It's good that you know."

Then prepare to leave.

But the moment he turned around, he heard the little boy say: "I will work hard to become a priest like you, and then celebrate mass for my mother myself."

Ulu's body suddenly froze.

A priest like him, like him...

After being stunned for a few seconds, Ulu seemed to have lost all his sanity in an instant. He rushed to the little boy again and knocked him to the ground.

"Become someone like me?! Do you know what kind of person I am?!"

"I've killed people! I've set fires! I, I, I've even played with little boys! I love playing with little brats like you! When I get tired of playing with you, I'll destroy you if you break something!"

"That night, I was going to play with you, too! Did you know that? Did you know that?!"

"You still want to be like me? I tell you, if I see you in church, I will kill you. I will kill you, do you know that?"

"You are not allowed to join the Rhine, and you are not allowed to become a priest! Do you understand?"

After saying all this as if venting his anger, Ulu became scared when he saw the dying little boy in front of him.

He turned around and ran as if he was escaping from his fate, and he could be said to have crawled away from here. He ran several hundred meters in one breath, and finally fell on the side of the road, gasping for breath.

He didn't know what he had done, nor what he wanted to do. He just stared at the sky blankly, like a living dead.

Then, he heard the long-silent voice in his mind.

"You, what are you afraid of?" Bai Wei spoke slowly, his words full of teasing.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 30 He is a flower, you are a maggot

Hearing Bai Wei's voice, Ulu immediately stood up like a spring, and the confusion on his face instantly turned into nervousness.

Bai Wei remained silent for such a long time that Ulu almost forgot his existence.

"V-Lord Visas." He tried hard to dispel the emotions in his heart and refocused his attention. "You, what did you just say?"

Bai Wei chuckled. He didn't mind repeating it, and was even happy to do so: "I'm asking, what are you afraid of?"

"Scared? How is that possible?" Ulu subconsciously wanted to deny, "He's just a little bastard, why should I be afraid of him?"

"Really?"

Bai Wei naturally didn't want to let him go at this time. He tried to straighten his body, and then Ulu saw that his left hand was forcibly pulled in front of his eyes by the unique middle finger, forcing him to look at his middle finger.

Wu Lu subconsciously wanted to look away, but under pressure from Bai Wei, he did not dare to do so and could only endure it.

"You are very nervous, very nervous." Bai Wei said calmly, "I can hear your heartbeat. You are more nervous now than when you killed your old boss, more nervous than when you faced the Knight Commander, and even more nervous than when you met the secret cultist last night and your life was in danger. This kind of nervousness should be classified as fear, right?"

Facing the "evil god" who could hear his heartbeat directly, Ulu felt that every word he said was a little powerless, but he still refuted: "No, that's not the case. I didn't act scared just now. There is nothing about that little devil that can scare me."

"Oh?" Bai Wei asked with interest, "If it's not fear, then what is it?"

Ulu pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

If it were usual, he would never have the courage to remain silent in the face of Bai Wei's questions, but now, he didn't want to speak, he really didn't want to speak.

So he really ignored Bai Wei, just got up from the ground, and then walked straight into the town, as if he wanted to concentrate on walking.

Faced with such "disrespectful" behavior, Bai Wei was neither anxious nor annoyed, but he did not stop either. He continued to speak slowly and leisurely: "Actually, I'm quite curious, Uru, what kind of person were you before you became a priest? Can you tell me?"

Ulu pretended not to hear.

"I heard that the low-level priests of the so-called four major orthodox religions are mostly selected from local orphans. I guess you are one of them, too? Well... As far as I know, there was a famine in this place twenty years ago, and it was on a larger scale than this time, with more people dying. And you became a priest twenty years ago, so..."

Ulu's body trembled slightly, and there was a very obvious panic in his eyes.

This emotion was naturally caught by Bai Wei. He "smiled slightly" and knew that he had guessed it right.

"It seems that what I said was right." Bai Wei said, "When you look at that little ghost, it's like you are looking at... your past self."

"No!" Ulu stopped immediately and stared at the middle finger of his left hand. "I am different from him! I am different from him!"

Seeing Wu Lu suddenly become excited, Bai Wei knew that his words touched his heart. Since the first night, Wu Lu never dared to disobey Bai Wei again, let alone get emotional, he didn't even have the courage to refute, but now?

For Bai Wei, the following conversation is the key. How to make Ulu fall deeper into this pit requires careful consideration.

So he chuckled and said, "Ah, don't get excited. Of course I know that you are different from him. You and he are two different people."

Wulu thought that Bai Wei recognized him, and subconsciously wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but then he heard Bai Wei say: "That kid is just a goody-goody who knows nothing and even has an unrealistic naivety and kindness. But you are different. You are a bad person, and the lowest and most corrupt kind of bad person."

Ulu's expression suddenly turned ugly, but Bai Wei seemed not to notice and continued talking.

"That child didn't want to steal other people's food even if he couldn't eat, but you would look at other people's food even if you were full. That child wanted to become a priest and do things for others, but after you become a priest, you will only let others do things for you. The only thing you and that child have in common is that you both have no mother... You are both orphans. You are like two sides of the same coin, both of you came out of the mud, but he is a flower, and you..." Bai Wei paused, and when Wu Lu's body was shaking slightly because of anger, he chuckled and finished the second half of the sentence, "You are a maggot."

"He smells good, you stink."

"So my description just now is also wrong. Your previous behavior was indeed not fear, but... inferiority. You saw that he also came out of the mud, but he was spotless. You came out of the mud, but... there was no clean place. So you were angry, you had inferiority complex, so you punched and kicked him, and that's why you tried your best to escape from there."

Bai Wei stopped only after finishing a series of verbal attacks.

At this moment, Ulu's face was as pale as paper, and his body was trembling and on the verge of falling.

"Why do you say that to me..."

Bai Wei didn't say anything, but just observed Ulu quietly.

"What right do you have to say that to me?" The next second, Ulu suddenly exploded. He grabbed Bai Wei's body tightly with his right hand, and his eyes seemed to want to kill him. "Do you understand me?! Do you really understand me?!"

"What do you mean he's a flower and I'm a maggot? What do you mean he's a good guy and I'm a bad guy?! Do you think I want to be a bad guy?!"

"When he was about to starve to death, it was me who gave him food! It was me who gave it to him! I didn't do anything to him! What about me? When I was about to starve to death, I met that fucking old asshole Luggie! For that little bit of food, I had to stay with him for a whole night! Do you know how I got through that night?! Do you know?!"

"That's fine, but when I went back with the food, my mother...my mother was already dead! She was dead in bed! Just like that little devil's mother, she died in bed!"

"But what about that little brat? When his mom died, I was able to help him bury her! Who came to help me when my mom died? Why didn't anyone help me? Why?!"

He seemed to have reached his limit, yelling hysterically at Bai Wei like a mindless beast.

"I want to be a good person! I also want to be a good son! I also want to be a good priest! But who gave me a chance? Who gave me a chance?! Tell me!"

After saying these words, he seemed to have lost all his strength, and fell to his knees again, muttering to himself.

"I also want to be a good person, but there is no chance, really no chance."

Looking at the distraught Ulu, Bai Wei nodded slightly.