Hungry and drooling, they rushed to the scarce food and fought for what they could eat.

But as soon as their hands reach the ground, the food spontaneously combusts and chars in front of their eyes.

It's a cruel curse that can't be shaken off, and hungry hands will never touch everything they can eat.

They were stunned with bulging eyes, unable to accept the reality and crying, tearful eyes, and wailing in pain.

Seeing them so desperate, pity arose in Feng Yu's chest.

He picked up the rice balls that had tumbled to the feet of a certain being, and walked out of the crowd surrounded by figures, only to be grabbed by the arm of the sapient being with a big red lantern head.

"It's fine."

The gentle appearance of the young man's slight smile made the sentient being's hand relax its grip. Such an inadvertent smile of comfort seems to be the warm sun shining on it.

Feng Yu took fourteen steps forward and stopped in front of a hungry monster who had fallen out of the group.

This hungry and petite baby was like a newborn baby, full of wrinkles, skinny and skinny, old and ugly, pitiful and fragile.

"How could you be so small?"

Seeing the human boy crouching down in front of him, he took a few steps back in fear of hunger.

"Don't be afraid! I'll give you something to eat. ”

Hearing the word "eat", a glimmer of light appeared in the eyes of the hungry man.

In Feng Yu's outstretched hand, there was a dusty rice ball.

The eyes were fixed on the food and could not take their eyes off it, and the hungry body approached the food without being called.

"If you put your hands together and follow me through the seven words, you will be able to eat."

"Is it true?"

Hearing the childish voice of the hungry man, Feng Yu's mind couldn't calm down, so he nodded slightly but forcefully, and taught it to read: "Om Ma Ma Mi Sishe."

The hungry obedient clasped his palms together and intermittently recited the "Om Mani Horn Mi She" completely.

Feng Yu saw that it was so well-behaved, and stretched out his hand.

The dry fingers like chicken paws stretched out, and when they touched the food, they couldn't help but tremble, and the skinny hungry man snatched the glowing rice balls, stuffed them into his mouth, and devoured them.

"Delicious!"

It wept as it ate, weeping bitterly because the food was too fragrant.

The beings who appeared to be black figures were stunned, and every time they took a bite of rice, the rice they ate turned into smoke with golden light.

Seeing this, the other hungry treacherous people all rushed towards Feng Yu with a pace and a wild speed, and their hoarse voices begged for "Food, give me food." ”

"Danger! Run! ”

Eighty-one black shadows hurriedly stepped forward to support the young man.

Without giving the black shadows time to fight, hundreds of hungry ghosts pounced like wolves and tigers, and exploded when they piled up into a small mountain, and were scattered and scattered by a strange force.

Eighty-one black shadows that had broken free from the suppression hung in the air, and eighteen weapons appeared in their hands, fighting against the inhuman hunger.

Feng Yu heard an anxious voice coming from the chaos and persuaded him to leave first.

Seeing more than twenty hungry ghosts rushing towards him with their teeth and claws, he picked up the small dots on the ground and ran in the direction he came.

The little guy he was holding in his arms curled up, took the opportunity to pull out the knife hanging from his waist, and stabbed the human boy in the chest.

Feng Yu stopped in a daze, and looked down at the small fruit knife inserted into his left chest.

His chest hurt, and his heart hurt even more.

Hungry Trick broke free of his embrace, grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, kicked his legs in front of the blood-stained chest with the help of his legs, pulled out the blade and turned over and jumped to his shoulder, using the sharp side of the knife against Feng Yu's neck, and threatened coldly and viciously:

"Give me something to eat, or I'll kill you!"

"I wanted to protect you, but you gave me a knife."

A crowd of hungry treachers came after him from all directions, drowning him one after another.

The hunger for food has caused the monster-like hungry ghost to lose his mind.

The mummy-like, dead-ash human form is stacked into small hills that bulge on the ground.

The latecomers pulled their kind with their hands, tore open the heads and bodies of their kind, and tried to squeeze into the layers of depths.

The corpse-like form accumulated higher and higher, and many hungry monsters rolled down from the top, endlessly continuing to climb upwards.

Under the turquoise sky, there are gruesome and terrifying images.

The barren land shrouded in a dim mist echoed with hysterical, ghostly howls and wolf howls.

As the wind and clouds moved, an Optimus Pillar descended from the sky, setting off a fierce wind that swept all around.

The ground trembled violently, because it could not bear the weight of the huge object, and dense cracks appeared.

The two ends of the cylinder are wrapped with auspicious clouds floating around the golden hoop, and in the middle is a piece of black iron with stars, which is engraved with a line of words composed of patterns and dragon patterns and phoenix seals: Ruyi golden hoop stick.

The rod tilted and pressed towards the mountain of hungry treachers, smashing them into pieces.

The cylinder shrank into an iron rod the thickness of the bowl, three meters long, suspended and rotated three times in the air, and the explosion of murderous aura and turmoil swept the hungry and dizzy vegetables on the ground.

The old houses crumbled and disintegrated, turning into ruins and jutting out of the earth, exuding an air of endless desolation.

Feng Yu, who fell to the ground, showed a kind of tearing and biting everywhere on his body.

The hungry monster who was embraced by him broke free from the protection of his hands and fled in panic.

The shadows appeared silently, standing still on the ground, drenched in the drizzle that was falling from the sky.

"You have the strength to give them food, but what did they do to you?"

The subtle and ethereal voices, mysterious and faint echoed in the void.

The hungry man who stabbed Feng Yu in the chest, met Sun Wukong who appeared out of thin air during the run, was kicked away by him, and fell into a puddle of water.

Hungry and trembling, he leaned down and knelt on the ground, kowtowing vigorously and begging for mercy.

"Fight to defeat the Buddha's mercy, don't kill me, please......"

Annoyed by its chatter, Sun Wukong glanced at the puddle with cold eyes, and the flashing golden hoop rod immediately fell straight down, crushing the contents of the pit into a meat patty.

Seeing that the Monkey King was so decisive, the onlookers shuddered, and knelt on the ground in awe, not daring to raise their heads.

"There is no way to save life."

When he stood barefoot in front of Feng Yu, Sun Wukong muttered this sentence.

Feng Yu saw a melancholy and vicissitudes of life that had been precipitated by the years from his distant and deep golden pupils.

"You are a Buddha! Why say such disappointment? ”

Seeing Sun Wukong turn to leave, Feng Yu reluctantly got up and followed behind.

"Do you know why natural and man-made disasters frequently occur in the world? Because people in the world have no virtue, are selfish and greedy, value everything that is more materialistic than life, do not respect heaven and earth, gods and Buddhas, do not be gentlemen, and lose the right path.

Heaven can no longer bear it, and if it wants to destroy the world, it will take away the wicked in large numbers, leaving some good people to transition to the new century. ”

Feng Yu, who was drenched in the rain, was silent, the light in his quiet eyes disappeared, and a deep loneliness went straight from the bottom of his eyes to his soul.

He had a blue nose and swollen face, unkempt head, blurred flesh and blood everywhere on his body, and the whole person was embarrassed, looking lonely and sad.

The hot and sour eyes moistened, and he held back the tears that flowed out of his eyes, not allowing himself to cry.