Chapter 58 Filthy
These people could sell others like livestock for a few scraps of food. For a bit of greed, they could send an innocent young girl to hell, to be ravaged by ravenous wolves.
If Wan Lei hadn't been vigilant this time, the two of them, stripped of their cultivation, would have certainly fallen into that hell.
Fang Xiaoyu's unintentional remark had aroused these people's malice.
No matter how clever she was, she couldn't have imagined that people's hearts could be so wicked, willing to sacrifice two lives for a little something, for two pieces of clothing.
To avenge themselves on so-called do-gooders, they might even capture people to eat.
People often say that this is a dog-eat-dog world; usually, it's just a figure of speech.
But here, it was a reality.
The heroic, extraordinary, naturally gifted, and universally admired Thunder Emperor, Thunder God, Young Master Lei, had almost become someone else's meal.
"Let's go find some food, sleep for a night, and head to the city tomorrow morning."
Wan Lei took Fang Xiaoyu's hand and walked outside.
"Filthy."
Fang Xiaoyu uttered a word blankly.
It wasn't clear whether she meant the food was filthy, or the hearts of the people here.
"Filthy or not, we have to eat, filthy or not, we have to sleep, or we won't have the energy or strength to face the jackals and tigers in the city tomorrow."
"We don't necessarily have to go to the city. The city must be even more chaotic than here.
For us, this is just a world we're passing through, but for the natives, a world-destroying disaster sweeping across the universe… has descended."
Wan Lei pondered for a moment, then shook his head with a frown.
"I think we still need to take a look. There's no distinction between good and evil people now; everyone has lost their power.
Chaos also means more opportunities. Most importantly, we need to find some food and safe shelter. In this world, it's impossible to survive well by relying solely on our own strength.
Don't forget, we are mortals now, but we have something stronger than mortals."
"What?"
"Strength and… wisdom."
"Is that important?"
"Very important. To answer the immortals' questions correctly, we must experience these things. Hiding in this small village might be safe, but being a coward will surely lead to nothing. We need to experience, we need to think,
What exactly do the immortals want us to know?"
Wan Lei pulled Fang Xiaoyu back to the leaky house. Behind the house, the owner's body was still lying there, and a faint smell of blood drifted in through the cracks in the wall.
"You sit here, I'll go find something to eat."
Wan Lei went out and saw the cured meat hanging on the wall, feeling a bit nauseous. He didn't touch it; who knew if it was human meat.
He searched inside and outside the house, finding only three dry, hard pancakes and some pounded rice.
This was barely enough to keep them from starving, but they also needed to prepare dry food for the road tomorrow. Helpless, Wan Lei could only search other houses.
Entering a wooden house, Wan Lei found some vegetables and flatbreads, carried them out in one hand, and then entered the house next door.
"Ah!!!"
Wan Lei had just kicked open the door when he heard a woman's terrified scream. Looking up, he saw a sallow-faced, dirty woman tightly holding a child even thinner than her, staring at him in terror.
In the woman's eyes, there was not only fear, but also a stronger hatred.
Wan Lei was stunned for a moment, then understood. The young and strong men in this village were just a few, and he had killed them all. It seemed one of them was this woman's husband, this child's father.
Without a man, this family's life would definitely be more difficult, and it was uncertain whether they could survive.
However, Wan Lei felt no guilt. His reasoning was simple: if you want to kill me, I can kill you. If anyone dies, it's only because they're not skilled enough.
You need to bear the cost of your mistakes yourself. If your family is implicated, it's your own choice.
However, although he had killed the other party's husband and formed a blood feud with her, Wan Lei wasn't so insane as to harm defenseless women and children.
Without touching anything in the house, Wan Lei searched the other houses, finding another pair of mothers and daughters.
He didn't touch anything in those houses; instead, he left some food behind.
The woman was quite tough, throwing the food at Wan Lei, gritting her teeth, staring at him hatefully, and tightly hugging her daughter.
To her, the enemy's pity was more like mockery.
Wan Lei didn't say a word, got up and left, put the food in front of the leaky little house, and then picked up a bundle of firewood from between the two houses, lit a fire in the mud stove outside the door, and started to cook porridge.
Wan Lei knew how to cook. He often cooked for Fang Xiaoyu back in the Lei Xinghai (Thunder Star Sea).
Before the porridge was ready, Wan Lei washed some green vegetable leaves and put them in, tore two pancakes and soaked them in. He found three bowls, scooped out three bowls of porridge, and put them on the small table in the house.
He also took out Gouzi (Dog), who had been hiding in his arms. Gouzi had become an ordinary dog and could never return to the Thunder God's Hammer.
Fang Xiaoyu was a proper little princess, but she didn't have princess habits. At this time, she didn't mind the dirt and directly picked up the bowl and started gulping it down.
"Ouch."
"What's wrong?"
"Hot."
"Drink slowly."
"Okay."
After the two finished eating, it was already dark.
"Let's go to sleep."
Fang Xiaoyu took Wan Lei's hand and sat on the stinky bed.
"You sleep, I'll keep watch."
"Why aren't you sleeping? Am I not attractive to you at all anymore? Hmph, men."
"What are you thinking? Do you still have the energy to think about these things at this time?"
Wan Lei touched Fang Xiaoyu's little head,
"There are still some women and children who haven't died in those two houses. We killed their husbands. I'm afraid they'll come for revenge at night. You don't want to be killed in your sleep, do you?"
"Sigh,"
Fang Xiaoyu sighed,
"Don't go kill them at night either. They are innocent."
"Don't worry."
Of course, that's on the premise that they don't come to kill us either.
"How about we let Gouzi guard the door, and we go to sleep?"
"Good idea. If you don't raise a dog to guard the door, what's the point?"
After Young Master Lei finished speaking, he picked up Gouzi and placed it at the door.
Gouzi: You f\*\*\*ing...
"Although I'm not human, you're really a dog. You guys need to sleep, but don't I? Don't forget, I'm also an ordinary dog now, and I need to eat and sleep too."
"You can sleep when you're traveling tomorrow. You're not walking anyway."
With Gouzi guarding the door, Wan Lei could sleep peacefully. He climbed onto the bed, kicked the stinky quilt to the side, hugged Little Rain Sister, and quickly fell asleep.