Chapter 92 I am a corpse, God is dead? (asking for monthly votes)
"Hey, little brother, are you crying?"
Seeing Feng Mu crying silently, Hong Ya seemed to recall her past self. She smiled and said,
"When I was picked up by the master, I cried for no apparent reason the first time I ate the meal Aunt Wei cooked. It might be because I had never eaten such a delicious meal before."
Hong Ya recalled her own embarrassing situation and continued, "I heard from the eldest brother that the second and sixth brothers also cried, especially the sixth brother, who cried so hard that he even vomited his food. The rest of the brothers didn't seem to cry, but were scolded by the master and forgot to cry."
Feng Mu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and stared at Hong Ya in a daze, as if thinking about something.
Hong Ya's face turned slightly red when he looked at her. She bit her lip, picked up a chicken leg from the bowl and put it into Feng Mu's bowl.
Feng Mu picked up the chicken leg and tore it off in one bite under the gaze of the junior sister. The oil overflowed from her lips and teeth. The latter swallowed hard and then looked away with difficulty.
Feng Mu chewed a chicken leg and asked casually, "Did the master say anything else?"
Hong Ya buried her head in her food and answered incoherently, "Oh, the master seemed to have said something else, but I didn't quite understand it. I only remember one sentence."
"The zombies that have been soaking in a stagnant pool for too long, their flesh has been saved, but their spirits have rotted away, they are nothing more than walking corpses, pitiful and hateful!"
Feng Mu listened to the junior sister saying words that he didn't quite understand, but he understood them and suddenly shuddered.
"The walking dead, the walking dead, the walking dead."
Feng Mu repeated a few words in a stammering voice, and a horrifying scene seemed to appear before his eyes.
In the huge city, tall buildings stand in rows and densely packed houses are arranged like an ant nest.
And living in these houses are rotting corpses. The corpses can be seen from the buildings below, and there are also rotting corpses coming and going on the streets.
These corpses were either walking, standing, sitting, crying, or laughing. They greeted each other loudly, and some even snuggled up to each other and hugged each other, letting the rotten corpse fluid on their bodies fall onto each other.
In the vehicles moving or parked on the road, there were also many faces that were sunken and only skin and bones were left. They looked like ghosts or corpses, but in short, they did not look like living people.
"So, the truth is, we are all living corpses?!!" Feng Mu shuddered and didn't dare look in the mirror for the past few days.
"Oh? Lao Ba, not only did you cry while eating, you also scared yourself. What interesting scene did you think of? Tell me about it."
Li Guishe, holding a cigarette in his mouth, suddenly appeared in front of Feng Mu and looked at him meaningfully.
Hongya ran away and went to serve food to her master.
Feng Mu looked at Li Guishe, whose old eyes were cloudy. To be honest, he was still a little scared of this master.
However, he really wanted to know whether the image that just appeared in his mind was the truth.
Therefore, Feng Mu answered honestly: "Master, I am in a trance and seem to be seeing hallucinations. It seems that I see countless living corpses dancing around the world?"
Li Guishe's eyes glowed green, and he said curiously, "Blood deficiency and spirit abundance, the spirit in your body doesn't look like it has been fed with poison for eighteen years."
Feng Mu's heart skipped a beat and he almost thought that his biggest secret was about to be exposed.
At the same time, he also realized that one of the important reasons why he could now detect his body's cries for help was because the soul in his body had been replaced by a new person.
If it were the original owner's soul that had been corrupted and deceived for more than ten years, he would probably have forgotten how to cry long ago.
Fortunately, Li Guishe did not delve into Feng Mu's secret, but sneered and said, "Your second senior sister and sixth senior brother have also seen this scene."
"After watching it, my heart was poisoned. I felt that killing people was not murder, but collecting their bodies was a free charity."
"One of my eyes is broken. I find it difficult to draw faces of living people. Only dead faces are clear."
Li Guishe paused, dumped the ash from his pipe onto the stone table, and asked Feng Mu, "What about you? What are you thinking now?"
Feng Mu was stunned and thought for a moment. His anger and fear after being deceived subsided a little. He replied, "I didn't think about anything. I just thought that I would eat this meal from now on and order a few more bowls each time."
Li Guishe did not comment, but smiled and said, "You are very down-to-earth."
Feng Mu asked again: "Master, so what I saw was an illusion?"
Li Guishe took a puff of his cigarette and blew out a smoke ring, which made his old face blurry. "Of course it's an illusion. How could the whole world be full of zombies dancing?"
Feng Mu breathed a sigh of relief, and then he heard the next sentence: "Half is more like that!"
Half, almost? ! !
Feng Mu's scalp suddenly felt numb and splitting. The hallucination did not become real, but became half real. Should he cry or laugh?
Feng Mu's fingers holding the rice bowl became stiff, and his expression froze: "Why?"
He was asking why this happened, and what was the reason for this? Li Guishe did not answer this time. Maybe he did not want to say it, or maybe he did not understand the reason behind it. He just said lightly: "Eat."
Obviously, the huge shock could not be digested in a moment, but what could one do but eat.
Feng Mu nodded and dug deep into his bowl, eating up all the rice without leaving a single grain.
You could say he was selfish or cold-hearted, but Feng Mu didn't have the slightest idea of saving the world.
The world is too big for his heart to contain. His heart can only contain himself.
Seeing Feng Mu being so obedient, Li Guishe was a little surprised. You know, the second and sixth brothers had locked themselves in their rooms for several days, and one cried so hard that he even refused to eat.
Li Guishe's eyes flashed with admiration, and he thought, "As expected of a seedling sent by the ancestor, he has a cold and indifferent nature, which is just right for our sect's path."
Feng Mu placed the bowl on the stone table and looked at his master.
Hong Ya came back skipping and handed the pile of bowls and chopsticks to Li Guishe.
Li Guishe ate his meal slowly and said, "Just ask whatever you want to ask."
Feng Mu then asked, "What is the god that Master just mentioned?"
Li Guishe: "If life is a sea of suffering, the body is a raft, and God is the oars, the only ray of light in the vast darkness. This is what our ancestors said, and it sounds very mysterious."
Li Guishe sneered: "But to me, the spirit is just like the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, it is also an organ of my body."
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Feng Mu: "God is an organ?"
Li Guishe nodded: "Yes, but it is an invisible organ. The heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys need food to nourish them, but the spirit does not need food. What it needs is the eyes, ears, tongue, nose and body, the nourishment of the five senses."
"So when the five senses deceive you, the soul will lose nutrition and become exhausted. If it becomes exhausted for a long time, the soul will die. Even if the body is alive, it can no longer see itself clearly and will become a pool of rotten meat without knowing it."
Feng Mu seemed to understand, and asked again: "If the body is dead, can it be saved?"
Feng Mu understood that the death that Li Guishe mentioned was not real death, otherwise, death would be real death, it should just be an approximate metaphor.
Li Guishe took a bite of the food and said, "Eating can keep you alive. If you lose your flesh and blood, you can just eat it back."
Feng Mu asked again: "If the god is dead, can he be saved?"
The admiration in Li Guishe's eyes became even stronger. He admired Feng Mu's sharpness, his quick mind and his ability to grasp the key points.
At first, the second and sixth children, and even the third, fourth and fifth children, took several months to wake up and ask the questions that I deliberately raised.
As for the eldest brother, he was an abandoned baby and was raised by the owner since childhood, so this confusion does not exist.
The seventh sister’s case was even simpler. She hadn’t realized this problem at all, but she had been led on the right track by her seniors.
Li Guishe replied calmly: "The god is dead, I can't save him by myself, I have to rely on others."
Feng Mu felt that he was about to find the answer, and he repeated: "Depend on others, how do you rely on them?"
Li Guishe put down his bowl and burped, like a teacher teaching his students: "What if others have what you don't have?"
Feng Mu said without hesitation: "Of course I'll grab it!"
As soon as the words came out, Feng Mu understood.
Li Guishe showed a teachable expression and asked with a smile: "What do you think martial arts is?"
Feng Mu hesitated for a moment and said, "Martial arts is a way to kill people."
Li Guishe's admiration was beyond words this time. He laughed loudly, his face frightening and terrifying: "That's right, killing people is to plunder the soul, and the killing skills are to nourish the soul. That's why the more warriors kill, the sharper their five senses and the more powerful their martial arts are. This is the reason."
Although he had guessed the answer, Feng Mu still felt a chill all over his body when he actually heard it.
Li Guishe's smile became more rampant, his face full of ferocity and frightening, "The so-called martial arts can lead to gods, isn't it just saying that the person who kills the most people, robs the most people, will eventually raise a true god in his body?!!"
Feng Mu knew very well that this was his master instilling in him the general principles of the Ronggui School's martial arts.
This is just his personal opinion. Martial arts may not really give such an explanation. It is most likely a heresy. But the scary thing is that Feng Mu really thinks that what Li Guishe said, although cold and scary, is incisive and has 70% truth in it.
It is still missing three points because it is too naked and lacks some embellishment, so it is bound to be difficult to become a mainstream explanation.
In addition, Feng Mu felt that the "god" in the master's mouth might be replaced by another word - "resentment", which might be more accurate! "There is "resentment" in the human body. Killing people is plundering "resentment", but in the lower city, most of them are living corpses. The "resentment" in their bodies are exhausted and dead. Only by killing other living corpses can I feed my own "resentment" again?" Feng Mu thought.
Li Guishe waited for a few minutes, allowing Feng Mu to digest what he said, before he put on a kind face and said in a deep voice: "I have already told you the martial arts philosophy of my school. Do you want to object?"
Feng Mu had no objection in his heart. On the contrary, he felt a little happy. After all, the guilt he felt from killing someone and killing zombies were completely different.
Feng Mu shook his head: "I have no objection. I think every word Master said is very insightful and thought-provoking."
Li Guishe was very satisfied, so he said: "In this case, I will teach you the true skills of our sect today."
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(End of this chapter)
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