Chapter 4 A young man has the ambition to rule the world
A month later, in the temple of the city god, the stone was grilling the fish, a large fish, and salt was sprinkled on the fish. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info Erya is cooking porridge, a big pot of porridge, and there are sweet dates in the porridge. So the fish fragrance and the rice fragrance were entangled with each other and drilled into the human stomach, arousing people's original desires, this was the first time in Shi and Erya to eat such a good meal in their lives.
Shi only came to Zhangzhou City for a month and understood the decay and sin in this city, this place is even more cruel than the wilderness and ice field, it is completely a world of cannibalism, and the soldier Lao Huang did not put himself in the city, but put himself into hell.
There are only two kinds of people in Zhangzhou City, slave owners and slaves, the lives of slaves are not worth a penny, and every day you can see people being treated like dogs, people's necks are put on a collar and tied with ropes, and they kneel on the ground all their lives to survive. Shi and Erya became slaves when they entered this city, and the slaves who were chosen by others would be taken away as long as they were favored, which was the fate that they were decided as soon as they entered Zhangzhou City.
There were so many slaves in the city that they had to be slaughtered en masse every once in a while.
Here, human life is cheaper than dogs.
The wound on the palm of Stone's right hand had begun to heal, but he still couldn't hold his palm, and he could only use his left hand now. The City God Temple is a place where the little slaves gather, and even the place where the little slaves gang up and bully the weak, but the stone only has one left hand to scare the little slaves in the City God Temple and dare not bully them.
Little slaves like Stone only begged for a living, and every day they went to fight for the leftovers thrown away from the slave owner's house, and could kill people for a bite of food. Stone never begs, a child like himself can't grab a group of adults at all, even if he is lucky enough to beg for a little leftovers, he will be robbed by a group of adults before he has time to eat it. Stone steals, goes stealing every day, steals every time. Because he is very clever and flexible, he can easily sneak into the compound and steal food.
Shi dared to blatantly cook things in the City God Temple this time, because he stole a firewood knife this time, and a few people who wanted to grab food just now were cut back, and the stone who had experienced the wasteland and ice field was ruthless, after all, he had already killed people.
The aroma of grilled fish and rice porridge is getting stronger and stronger, and people who have been hungry since birth are becoming more and more unable to hold back, and countless pairs of wolf-like eyes look at the fish in the hands of the stone and the porridge in the hands of Erya.
Shi glanced at everyone, began to scoop rice porridge, and said: "One bowl per person, no robbery, whoever robs me will cut whom!"
The children in the City God Temple immediately rushed over like crazy, who could care about queuing. The stone shouted several times to no avail, until the group calmed down after taking out the hatchet, everyone lined up to receive the gruel, and the stone tore some fish from everyone's bowl.
Erya smiled as she scooped their meal.
Just when everyone was eating, a person came.
This is a middle-aged man, ordinary white cloth clothes, but extremely clean, a pair of black cloth shoes without a little dust, the whole body is only black and white. The whole person is so clean that there is no dust at all, and such a person coming to the City God Temple is like a piece of jade falling into the mud.
Shi subconsciously grabbed the firewood knife, afraid that this was to catch people and go back to be slaves, and he had seen the fate of slaves countless times.
"It's so fragrant, who cooked the rice and grilled the fish?" the middle-aged man asked.
Everyone looked at each other, dazed and frightened.
"Can you give me a bowl?"
Shi stood up with a firewood knife in his hand and said, "No!"
"Why?"
"Not enough. ā
"What do I buy with money?"
"Not for sale. ā
"Why?"
"Money can't be eaten. "Slaves must not have money, they can't buy anything if they have money, no one will sell anything to slaves, and slaves who have money will be arrested immediately.
"You must have stolen the rice and fish. ā
Shi stared at the middle-aged man and asked very calmly, "How do you know that I stole it?"
"Then where did you come from?"
"I grow the rice and catch the fish. ā
"What kind of rice did you have, and where did you catch the fish?" asked the middle-aged man with interest.
"Can you handle it, you?"
"I really can't take care of it. ā
"Can't care about it or not?"
"Can you manage me if I don't leave?"
"I can handle the wood knife in my hand. ā
"Why is this kid of yours so grumpy?"
The stone didn't answer, and directly pulled out the firewood knife. In his eyes, anyone who dresses neatly is not a good thing, and he even has the urge to kill middle-aged people immediately.
The middle-aged man saw Erya, walked over to her, and asked, "Little girl, is it the rice you cooked?" The stone blocked in front of the middle-aged man one step at a time, and the firewood knife in his hand was already very tight, and he could cut it out with all his strength at any time.
The middle-aged man saw that the stone pulled out the firewood knife, smiled, and walked away.
......
This time, Stone was lucky enough to steal two chickens again.
The stone was stewing the chicken, and the other children were waiting, knowing that the stone would be given to them, and invisibly, the stone had become the head of all the children.
The winter evening makes you shiver, but luckily there is a thick chicken soup today to dispel some of the cold.
The middle-aged man who came that day is here again.
Shi Shi did not pull out the wood knife pinned to his waist, but handed the chicken soup in his hand to the middle-aged man.
"Why did you give me chicken soup this time?"
"I thought about it, you don't look like some evil person, and I shouldn't have rejected you last time. "Class does not represent good and evil, there are evil people among slaves, and there are good people among slave owners.
"Why?"
"Because you look like you're hungry too. "The pain of starvation is only known when he has experienced starvation to the point of death, so the stone does not want to see anyone starving.
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "This time I'll exchange these things." The middle-aged man gave the snacks he had brought to the children in the temple.
Stone withdrew the chicken broth from his hand and drank it himself.
The middle-aged man frowned and asked, "Why did you drink the chicken soup you gave me again?"
"Because it looks like you're not hungry. ā
"But why did you go back on your word when you promised to give me chicken soup?"
"Life is more important than words. ā
"I think words are more important than life, a gentleman's word, a horse is difficult to chase. ā
"My life is gone, and I'm talking nonsense!"
"Aren't you alive and well?"
"I'm hungry. ā
The middle-aged man smiled and walked away.
The stone stared at the middle-aged back and drank the chicken soup in his hand.
......
This is the third time that a middle-aged man has come to the City God Temple, and he is still spotless in old white cloth clothes and black cloth shoes.
"I didn't cook this time. The stone said to the middle-aged man.
"I'm not here for dinner this time. ā
"And what are you doing here?"
"Let me ask you a question. ā
"Ask me a question, why didn't you ask when you first came?" Stone always spoke very impulsively, even if he was a good person, he didn't have a good tone.
"I only had a problem after coming twice. ā
"What's the problem?"
"Do you believe in God?"
"God, you mean God?" the stone sneered twice, and continued, "Those who believe in God are the ones who should be killed. ā
"Why do you say that?" the middle-aged man didn't expect the stone to reply.
Shi stared at the middle-aged man and said angrily: "If there is a heaven, why are you blind? If there is a god, why do you let people die? Why does this city still exist? Why are the people riding sedan cars and horses on the street not dead?"
"If there really is a God, will you believe it?"
Shi glanced at the middle-aged man and said, "I don't believe this, I only believe in the firewood knife in my hand and the reality in my eyes." ā
"What are your plans for the future?"
"Live, live forever. ā
"Only immortals can live forever. ā
"I don't want to be a god! I used to want to be a bandit, to be a good bandit, a good bandit who robs the rich and helps the poor, and kills the wicked. Later, I didn't want to be a bandit, a bandit is a bandit, and a bandit is a villain. ā
"What do you want to do now?"
"I," Shi suddenly stared into the middle-aged man's eyes, and said word by word, "I want to rule the world!"
The middle-aged man didn't laugh, because the stone was very serious, serious enough to be convinced. The middle-aged man didn't speak for a long time, and the middle-aged man looked at the stone's calm eyes and said, "You, you are not suitable to rule the world." ā
"Why?"
"What kind of world do you want to unify?"
"A world where all men are equal, a world without sin. ā
"So, you are not fit to rule the world. ā
"I don't understand. ā
"Do you know what an immortal is?"
"Deceived the world. To this day, Shi still remembers the hateful Zhang Tianshi and the black-faced family, especially the tragic death of Uncle Youliang, who has always believed that the so-called god is just a false front to deceive those who are kind but ignorant.
The middle-aged man smiled, stretched out his finger and pointed a little into the air, and a ball of fire appeared between his fingers.
Shi Shi said with great disdain: "This is how immortals deceive the world? ā
The middle-aged man's finger drew a talisman in the air, and the fire between his fingers immediately rose to the sky, turning into a fire dragon swimming in the sky.
"The real immortals, moving mountains and seas, going to heaven and earth, are much stronger than you to rule the world, not to mention that it is impossible to achieve the world in your mouth, people are different after all, they can never be equal, you can never rule the world. ā
Shi looked at the divine dragon in the sky and muttered, "If I am an immortal, can I rule the world?"
The middle-aged man smiled, and with a gesture of his hand, the big fire dragon roared and rushed over, crawling at the feet of the middle-aged man.
Dragon?
The stone didn't have the slightest fear, didn't take a step back, but reached out to touch the great fire dragon.
The big fire dragon was well-behaved in the middle-aged man, but he raised his head and glared at the stone, and snorted very disdainfully.
A hot wind struck, and even set all the clothes on Wang Shi's body on fire, but Wang Shi stood firmly, not moving a bit, and stared at the big fire dragon tightly.
If you have such ability, why can't you rule the world?
The middle-aged man smiled and patted the dragon's head, and the big fire dragon disappeared in an instant, as if everything had never appeared.
"Are you an immortal?"
"You want to cultivate immortals?"
"I want to rule the world!"
The middle-aged man looked up and laughed, walked out, and said, "Three days later, give me your answer." ā
......
"Brother Shi, what's the matter with you?" Erya woke up in the middle of the night and saw Brother Shi sitting next to him and still hadn't slept.
The stone touched her head and said softly, "It's okay, you can sleep." ā
Erya also sat up, and the stone had no choice but to lie down and close his eyes and pretend to sleep, which allowed Erya to lie down and sleep again.
After dawn, Shi took Erya out to find food, but he didn't have any thoughts, his mind was full of the middle-aged man who conjured a big fire dragon and an immortal last night.
Erya followed Brother Shi step by step, and one more step would increase the distance between life and death.
The closer the three-day deadline gets, the more restless the stone becomes. On the afternoon of the third day, the stone crashed into a carriage with Erya, and the stone came to his senses, and immediately turned around and ran out with Erya, but it was too late. Erya and the stone were both arrested, and Erya was taken back by the owner of the carriage, and the stone was beaten and thrown on the side of the road.
At this moment, it doesn't matter what fire dragon or immortal it is, as long as the stone is retrieved. He held his bruised body and held a firewood knife, and followed the carriage to a courtyard.
Stone sneaked into the courtyard with his skillful stealing ability, but was eventually found and thrown on the road half dead. The stone looked at the gradually darkening sight, and the fear of death immediately came to his heart, not afraid of his own death, but afraid of the death of the second girl, if the second girl died, his own life would be the same as death.
For the first time, Stone felt so powerless, so powerless that he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes. The stone suddenly remembered the middle-aged man, the fire dragon, and the powerful power. The stone suddenly had a longing, a longing like pain.
If there is no Erya, what is the use of ruling the world?
If there is no Erya, what is the use of this world?
I'd rather trade the world for Erya!
Immortal!
Must cultivate immortals in this life!
In order to never have this step of life and death with Erya!
......
When the stone woke up, he saw the middle-aged man, and behind the middle-aged man stood Erya, who immediately rushed to his side as soon as he saw the stone wake up.
Shi hugged Erya, hurriedly glanced at it, and asked, "Erya, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Brother Shi, are you okay?" Erya looked at Brother Shi's injury, and tears that had not appeared for a long time reappeared.
"It's fine if you're okay. The stone touched Erya's head.
The middle-aged man asked, "What do you want to do now?"
"I want to cultivate immortals, can I take my sister with me to cultivate immortals?"
The middle-aged man said very ruthlessly: "Not everyone can cultivate immortals, and your sister doesn't have this kind of talent. ā
"Then I won't cultivate immortals. ā
"How long do you think you can live in this city with your sister?"
The stone did not answer, only silence.
"You say you want to live forever, but people don't live for a hundred years. Can you live past 10 years old here? Your sister may die sooner than you. If you go to cultivate immortals, I can find a good family for your sister, have enough food and clothing, and let her live well. At least until you succeed in cultivating immortals, your sister will have no worries about food and clothing. ā
The stone did not answer, only silence.
"I'm leaving at dawn, you have to think about it. ā
There was a long silence.
Erya didn't say a word, just snuggled in Brother Shi's arms and slept quietly.
"You take me to see where you're going to send Erya. ā
The stone looked at Erya's face and touched her head again, leaving a withered yellow hair between his fingers. After that, he put Erya on the ground, turned around and left.
"Okay, I'll take you!"