Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature.

Chapter 19: Gods? Monsters? Teletubbies?

During the days in Wangchun City, Duan Yu felt that everything was fresh and beautiful.

Even though the road was covered with wild grass and trees, and he couldn't see a single person for a long time, and he felt lonely as if he would be swallowed up by the wilderness at any time, and he even missed the town the next day and had to sleep in the wilderness again, eating wind and drinking dew, he didn't complain about anything.

Because he feels that this world is so desolate, but from another perspective it has unlimited potential and a promising future just like his.

For example, now, he was riding a donkey, eating grapes and humming a song, looking very comfortable, but suddenly there was a donkey bray, and the donkey became lame.

Duan Yun quickly got off the donkey and found that there were many small holes on the muddy road.

I don’t know what dug these holes out of. They are about the size of a bowl and bottomless. Some of them are covered with weeds and are very inconspicuous.

His gray donkey accidentally stepped into it and became lame.

The grey donkey that he bought for sixteen taels of silver, nearly one-third of his fortune, became lame after less than five days of walking.

This is like buying a new car with great difficulty in the previous life, but getting into a serious accident before even driving it hard. It can be said to be very unlucky.

Duan Yun knew that Ma Yi accidentally became lame, and if he couldn't be cured, the price might be discounted to one third.

And what about the donkey?
If this donkey is not taken good care of and really becomes a lame donkey, its value may also be reduced.

That would be worse than donkey meat BBQ.

Duan Yun checked and found that there were probably no broken bones, so he led the donkey slowly forward.

In the past few days, the gray donkey carried him very hard, and he had adapted to the rhythm of riding. Naturally, he was reluctant to use it as donkey meat for roasting.

He just hoped that this tough gray donkey would gradually recover.

When we got here, apart from those insidious little holes, there were weeds as tall as a person on both sides of the road. When the wind blew, it seemed like there were a lot of scary things hidden in them.

Because the lame donkey couldn't walk fast, there was even a scene where gynecologist Duan Yun was jogging while carrying the donkey on his back, but the man and the donkey still couldn't make it to the next destination.

There is no village or shop nearby. There is no sign of human beings except for one or two strange statues that occasionally appear on the roadside and no one cares about them.

As it was getting dark, Duan Yun knew that he would have to sleep in the wilderness again tonight.

But now he no longer rejects the idea of ​​sleeping in the wilderness, because he had already experienced it in actual combat the day before yesterday, and his "Body-Breaking Sword Qi" has become more and more proficient, and he is not afraid of the ferocious mosquitoes in the wild at all.

After walking along the overgrown road, the terrain ahead became much wider.

Duan Yun led the gray donkey to the top of a hillside and let the donkey eat grass on its own while he went to get branches and other things to make a fire.

As a result, he soon discovered that there were other people resting at the bottom of the slope.

As it was already quite dark, he could only vaguely see two carriages and a few figures around a bonfire.

It looked like a merchant moving goods, but for some reason he also stayed here.

It was not until the fire was lit that the people over there noticed his presence.

Duan Yun wondered whether he should go and say hello. After all, when you are out and about, being polite is common practice, just like people in the underworld who would always bow and say "brother is awesome".

But he was a little socially anxious. After all, it was his first long journey and he didn't know what to say.

If you don't want to say it, then don't say it.

Yes, he is no longer the office worker who has to consider everything, and can live more freely.

If I travel through time and still live like a social animal, wouldn't it be a waste of time?

What he wants is to be free and easy!

Thinking of this, Duan Yun couldn't help but feel relaxed and happy again.

After killing all the members of the Xuanxiong Gang, he can now feel relieved.

Thanks to the gray donkey to carry the luggage, Duan Yun now has more tools to prepare dinner than before.

He took out the water from the water bag and poured it into the iron pot. After the water boiled, he put in the meat slices and tomatoes.

With the blazing flames, a small pot of tomato broth was ready. Duan Yun took out the white naan he bought the day before, took a sip of the broth and a bite of the naan, and felt that his body and mind were nourished.

Yes, in this place, being able to drink a sip of hot soup, eat a piece of naan and a bite of meat is indeed a rare enjoyment for people on the journey.

Duan Yun did not go over there to say hello, but instead someone from the caravan arrived.

The three people who came all had knives hanging on their waists, and they looked like they had practiced martial arts before.

Seeing that Duan Yun had a sword in his hand, the leader bowed and said, "My name is Huang Li. Where are you going, young man?"

Duan Yun answered truthfully, "On the way to Wangchun City, the donkey was lame, which delayed the journey."

Seeing that the donkey was indeed limping, the visitor could not help but say, "Sorry to bother you. Meeting is fate. This is a specialty of the host's hometown. It's just a small token of my appreciation. I hope you won't despise it."

As he spoke, he handed over a small paper bag of tea.

Duan Yun accepted the gift and said, "You are so polite."

After that, the three men left.

Duan Yun actually understood what the other party meant. He just sent someone to test his strength. He might even guess that he was scouting a certain bandit's lair.

However, the other party called him "young hero" and even gave him a gift, so how could he be angry?

This was the second time that Duan Yun was called "young hero". He finally felt like he was traveling in the world of martial arts.

It seemed that Duan Yun was not lying, and the two sides were at peace. It didn't take long before the wilderness fell into silence.

Unlike the night when I encountered the female ghost in red, at least there were other people here tonight, and the loneliness and fear of being alone in the wilderness were alleviated a lot.

After all, humans are social animals after all. Sometimes they dislike the world being too noisy, but if they really want to be independent from the world, Duan Yun thinks he can't do it.

Just like before, after Duan Yun had eaten and drunk his fill, he practiced standing meditation for a while and then leaned against a tree to rest.

He naturally didn't sleep very deeply, but his mind felt empty and he felt relaxed.

Two mosquitoes tactlessly came near his chin, and two extremely thin sword energies suddenly emerged from his chin and killed them.

After continuous practice during this period, this "body-breaking sword energy" has gradually been integrated into his body's instincts.

Sometimes Duan Yun himself wondered, if his whole body was emitting sword energy, would that make him a swordsman?
With a loud bang, a thunder sounded.

Duan Yun opened his eyes.

Is it going to rain?

When camping in the wilderness, the most annoying thing is probably rainy days like this.

Below, the people in the caravan had already started moving after hearing the thunder, some getting on the carriages, some taking umbrellas.

With a loud bang, another bolt of lightning struck, illuminating the surrounding area.

Someone in the caravan suddenly let out a strange cry - "Who's there!".

Duan Yun looked in the direction of the sound and couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

I saw five middle-aged men with sparse hair standing in the weeds. The leader was wearing a bright red robe and had more than a dozen black holes on his head. Two of the holes had two thin and long metal flutes inserted in them, which looked particularly evil.

They pointed the flutes on their heads to the sky and muttered something, which sounded like they were whispering or praying a sacrifice.

"What is this?"

"Gods, monsters? Teletubbies?"

Until this moment, Duan Yun was in a daze.

He knew that this absurd world was about to become absurd again.

(End of this chapter)