Even those who are considered gods in the eyes of ordinary people still experience fear, and the fear felt varies depending on their level of understanding.
How long has it been since I last felt this kind of fear? Perhaps only a little over a decade.
But having lived at a near-divine level for over a decade, Wu You had long felt a sense of control over destiny, even over the destinies of other people, other creatures, and other planets.
The starry sky was so beautiful, and the Milky Way was like a dazzling pearl on a black curtain, presenting a subtle sense of the universe's movement in Wu You's eyes.
At that moment, he suddenly burst out laughing.
"Hehehe... Hahahaha..."
"The god of fate? I've shamelessly called myself the god of fate..."
For a moment, I was lost in thought, not knowing what I was thinking. I just stared at the two lights in the distance below the mountain, watching what was happening and what was about to happen.
Wu You's laughter didn't travel far, but it did affect the local weather, instantly turning the already chilly autumn night into a dark and overcast one.
Hu Anmin frantically wiped the blood splattered on his face, then seemed to suddenly realize something and hurriedly threw away the shovel in his other hand.
The shovel seemed to have hit a rock, making a loud "clang," which startled Hu Anmin so much that he shuddered.
He looked around suspiciously at the corpse before finally letting out a sigh of relief.
Having acted impulsively for the sake of huge profits, my heart is still racing, and I can't help but feel a pang of regret, unsure of how to clean up the mess.
The sky was already overcast, and where there used to be stars, now not even a glimpse of moonlight could be seen, with only the oil lamp on the ground providing light.
As the autumn wind swept through and leaves fluttered down, the limited light from the oil lamp made Hu Anmin feel as if he were surrounded by darkness.
Looking at the valuables on the ground, there was enough to live comfortably for the rest of his life, no, enough even for his next life!
Hu Anmin's heart burned with excitement once again.
"Mine, all mine! I can't stay here anymore, I'm running away. With this money, I can go anywhere!"
"Go to China, yes, go to China! I'll figure out a way to come back and pick up my wife another day."
Juanmin peeled off the coat from one of the corpses, wrapped the US dollars and jewels on the ground together, tied them around his waist, and then secured them with a belt.
A ferocious look flashed across his face again, then he picked up another shovel from the ground, grabbed an oil lamp, and carefully ran towards the direction where the carriage was parked.
On the desolate path outside the woods, the wind was much stronger than when they arrived, and the sky was dark. The coachman could only see a few meters around him by the oil lamp on the carriage.
"Gurgle~"
The driver took another sip from the wine jug. It was genuine Chinese liquor, infused with several medicinal herbs and a few slices of old ginger, perfect for dispelling cold and boosting courage.
Just a small sip is enough to sustain him, but then again, he's reluctant to drink more.
He took out his precious pocket watch and checked the time. An hour and a half had passed, but none of the four people who had just gone in had come out.
Their rickshaw drivers value time above all else; each one has a timer, and if they say they'll wait two hours, then it's two hours.
"Did those four get eaten by wild beasts? Why aren't they coming back? Could there really be some evil spirit here!?"
The coachman shuddered at the thought.
"If you wait another half hour and still miss it, don't blame me... Deposit non-refundable..."
Although he was talking to himself, the coachman had already turned the carriage around and was holding the whip, ready to drive away at the slightest sign of trouble.
But he finally saw the light; it was an oil lamp he had lent to the four men.
From a distance, the oil lamp did not appear to move very fast, and then stopped at a position a little distance away from the carriage.
Why did it stop?
Just as the driver was wondering about this, he heard shouts coming from afar.
"Help! Help! Jia Zhong, Brother Jia, come help me quickly!"
The driver listened for a while, hesitating whether to get off the carriage, when he saw a figure run out of the darkness, which startled him. He quickly raised his hunting rifle and pointed it at the figure.
"Are you crazy! Pointing a gun at me?"
'It can talk... then it can't be a ghost...'
The driver breathed a slight sigh of relief, but the gun was still pointed at the man until he got close enough to be seen clearly by the light that it was Hu Anmin.
"It's me! Brother Jia! Be careful not to accidentally discharge the weapon!"
However, the driver's heart skipped a beat when he saw who it was. Although he lowered his gun, he remained on alert.
"Why...why are you covered in blood on your face and body?"
Hu Anmin was taken aback when he heard the question. He touched his face, then seemed to feel a sense of fear or a bit of anger.
“This is Li Shun and Xiao Ruan’s blood. Didn’t I just keep calling you over to help? They were bitten by wolves and lost a lot of blood! Mr. Xin is watching over them.”
The anxiety, panic, and lingering fear on Hu Anmin's face were genuine.
"Quickly, I know you must have hemostatic medicine and bandages in your car. Come with me to help. Brother Ruan Hongbin can't walk but he can still hold on. Li Shun is seriously injured and needs immediate treatment! I wanted to ask you to come and help carry him, but you refused to come no matter what."
"Oh, oh, let me look, let me look!"
The driver immediately lifted the cover under the seat and found a bundle for treating the wound.
"Let's go, let's get over there first. Oh, and you'll have to pay me back for the blood on the car."
The driver jumped off the cart, carrying a package and a hunting rifle.
"Alright, alright, whatever you want, human life is the most important! Later, bring your wine too, it can be used for disinfection."
"That's my Chinese Shaoxing liquor..."
"Hey, it's already this late, can't I at least buy you a whole unopened bottle tomorrow? Hurry up, Brother Bin can't hold on much longer!"
Hu Anmin urged him impatiently.
The driver no longer suspected anything. Carrying a medical kit and a bottle of liquor, and with his hunting rifle on his back, he followed Hu Anmin into the darkness, running towards the light of an oil lamp in the distance.
Despite the darkness obscuring the road and the shadowy trees all around, the driver quickened his pace, thinking of the two injured people awaiting rescue. Hu Anmin, on the other hand, had likely exhausted himself just from returning, and would slow down and pant after running a short distance.
Gradually, the driver took the lead, but fortunately, Hu Anmin stayed close behind.
With such clear light ahead, there's no way we'd get lost. It's less than two hundred meters away, and we'll be getting close soon.
"Hey Hu Anmin, we didn't hear any wolf howls just now. Have all the wolves from the other side of the mountain come here now?"
As they spoke, they approached the range of the oil lamp's light, but the driver only saw the oil lamp on the ground.
This clearly stunned him.
Where are they?
Behind him, Hu Anmin had somehow found himself gripping a long-handled shovel, the dim light of the oil lamp casting an eerie pale glow on his face.
...
Silently watching Hu Anmin bury the body and then drive the carriage away in the opposite direction of the city, Wu You smiled again. The dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, revealing the moonlight.
It's not that he's a pervert, but that he's figured something out.
"Even he can be so decisive, yet I'm becoming sentimental, haha~"
His expression turned serious again, and Wu You stood up from the mountaintop.
"So what if it's the original universe? Are we just going to cower in fear all day long?"
"I will get the answer I want. Ultimately, the destiny of the god of fate must be in our own hands!"
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