Fantasy: The Book of Heaven at the beginning changes fate against the will of heaven

In front of him was an old woman, lying in front of a man who looked about thirty years old, sobbing softly. The man had been dead for a long time, half of his body was completely beaten, his eyes were wide-eyed, and his face was full of nostalgia for the world.

The old woman who had lost her son was lying on the ground, her tears had long since dried up, and she just stared blankly at her son whose body was already cold, her lips were trembling, and she could not say a word.

Lu Yunchang couldn't bear to look any further, so he walked further away and continued forward.

The island that should have been full of life has now changed in Lu Yunchang's eyes. The collapsed houses could no longer protect against the wind and rain, and there were shocking ravines everywhere on the ground. Along the way, the dust and smoke carried the smell of blood, which made Lu Yunchang feel that his footsteps were heavy, as if every step was of great weight.

During the several years since he came down the mountain, Lu Yunchang has walked through countless mountains and rivers, and has seen too many things in the world, including spring, summer, autumn and winter, joy, anger, sorrow, birth, old age, illness and death.

He thought that his Taoist heart had been as solid as a rock in those memorable and unspeakable days, and nothing in the world would be able to shake his Taoist heart.

Even if he met the alien race from the underworld who briefly broke the seal in the Mirror Pool, even if he met the bloodthirsty demon king in the Cliff Cave... Even if he encountered many life-and-death situations, his Taoist heart has not wavered.

During this time overseas, my experiences were also full of twists and turns, but so what?

But now, on this small island where the spiritual energy was so thin that even a real-life monk was unwilling to stay, her Taoist heart was trembling as if it was about to pop out.

Passing by the old woman, what came into view was a young man sitting slumped on the ground. His clothes were torn, and the blood had dried up. His left arm was empty. Looking at the neat cuts on his shoulders, it was obvious that he had been severed with a sharp weapon.

In his arms lay a girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a good figure and a fist-sized penetrating wound on her chest and abdomen. Even for a monk, such an injury would be fatal, let alone an ordinary person like her.

There were several cuts on her childish face, and her face could no longer be distinguished, but Lu Yunchang felt that this girl must have been extremely charming during her lifetime.

His remaining right hand was holding her shoulder, trying his best to make her lean against him. Perhaps he wanted to use his own body temperature to warm the already cold body, but he just sat on the ground like that. The dead were as alive as if they were asleep, while the living were as slumped as if they were dead.

He remained calm and walked quietly.

Almost every short section of the road, there were one or two corpses lying there, looking miserable. Lu Yunchang walked all the way and watched.

In the blink of an eye, he had been walking for more than two hours and passed through one village after another. He no longer knows what he is feeling now, angry? feel oppressed?

It seemed like there was at first, but as he walked further and further away, those emotions seemed to slowly disappear, leaving only numbness.

Just when he was about to continue walking to the next village, his spiritual sense sensed that someone in a certain room seemed to be staring at him.

Lu Yunchang was immediately alert. He used concealment techniques and deliberately restrained his consciousness, so he was watching with his naked eyes along the way.

But now he felt like he was suddenly being stared at. How could this keep Lu Yunchang from being frightened?

He instantly turned his head and looked in the direction he sensed, only to see that there was only one collapsed house with only a few walls still standing.

He did not dare to release his spiritual consciousness. If there were any malicious monks who wanted to sneak attack on him, there would be no point in releasing his spiritual consciousness at this moment. He walked cautiously towards the house. As he got closer, he heard a slight noise coming from the house.

At this moment, even without using his spiritual sense and consciousness, Lu Yunchang could distinguish it through his voice, breathing and heartbeat, and he finally let go of his nervousness.

He found a triangular area formed by the collapse of walls and beams based on his feeling. The outside was tightly blocked and there was only a hole the size of a wellhead.

The cave was pitch black, but in Lu Yunchang's eyes it was like daylight.

He saw a dirty little girl, about six or seven years old, standing in the deepest corner against the wall, not daring to breathe, just staring at Lu Yunchang.

He also noticed that the little girl's hands were raised forward, holding a pair of equally dirty scissors.

At first, Lu Yunchang thought it was an illusion. He was clearly hiding his figure, and even ordinary monks couldn't see him. But this little girl clearly saw him.

what happened?

Lu Yunchang was about to take a step forward to test, but who would have thought that after his move, the little girl also took a step back, and this time she was leaning against the wall.

The balance of the originally stable space was broken due to this small amount of force. A creaking sound was heard, and the wall slowly fell towards the other side.

The little girl was startled and instinctively closed her glasses. For a moment, she even forgot to run out.

But soon, the creaking stopped. When the little girl opened her eyes, she saw that the hole that was originally the size of a well had become only the size of a bowl. The hole she was in was still swaying, as if it would collapse at any time.

Just when I was in a daze, I heard a voice coming from outside the wall: "I'm holding on, please come out quickly."

When the little girl heard this, she reacted and crept towards the entrance of the cave. Fortunately, she was already thin, and the hole the size of a bowl was just enough for her to climb out.

When she just stood up and didn't have time to dust herself off, she heard the rumble of a wall falling down and a house collapsing behind her.

She didn't have time to care about anything else. She turned around hurriedly and saw a figure looming in the rolling dust. When she got closer, she realized that it was the person she had seen before.

Lu Yunchang also relaxed when he saw the little girl, and hurriedly came over to ask her if she was okay. The little girl just shook her head and did not speak. However, the eyes she looked at Lu Yunchang were still full of vigilance, and she still only held the scissors in her hands. If Lu Yunchang dares to get close, he will fight him desperately.

After walking for so long, so many people didn't see him, but a little girl saw him, and Lu Yunchang was also very curious. He didn't know what to do when he saw the little girl acting like she was keeping away from strangers.

In fact, Lu Yunchang had quite a lot of dealings with children, not to mention those far away, but those close to him. In Lijia Town outside Xijing City, Lu Yunchang got along very well with Li Yiru and the others.

Even closer are Chu Xinyu, Liu Cai, Song Yuan and the others from Kongshan Island. But they are all different from the little girl in front of them. The little girl's eyes are particularly clear when looking at people, like a crystal clear spring, reflecting all her emotions in it, allowing people to see them at a glance.