From the power of space to the heavens 2

Chapter 211 211. Broken Temple
The drizzle fell obliquely, washing away the filth in this world.

The same body was wrapped in golden light, and the figure whose face could not be seen clearly looked up at the sky, as if he could see the meteor that suddenly flashed above the dark clouds.

"A variable?"

Raising his hand to catch a drop of rain, he stood in the rain talking to himself, letting the rain fall and bounce off him.

It seems to have got the answer.

It also seems that there is no answer.

In short, after silently pondering for a moment, the figure wrapped in golden light slowly put down his hand, turned into a golden light and went nowhere.

Only the sentimental words left slowly drifting away with the wind
open your eyes again
What I saw was a vast expanse of whiteness.

There was a faint pain from the body, and the cold air eroded along the wound, but before Lu Yuan could savor it carefully, this cold air had already colluded with the cold air that had accumulated in his body for many years stand up.

After receiving the support of the "reinforcement army", the yin and cold air in the body suddenly entered an explosive state; not only did the place where the skin and flesh rolled feel unspeakable pain, but also made the internal organs feel as if they were inserted by steel needles. Bone-piercing and painful.

The sudden outburst of cold air was unexpected.

It is even more unexpected that a body that is invulnerable to water and fire can still be eroded by the cold air.

Unprepared, the sharp pain made Lu Yuan instinctively groan, and then subconsciously huddled into a ball, forcefully suppressing the painful cry that was about to blurt.

even if
The pain he suffered in his previous life was not much lighter than this time.
But if expected good.
He should have been reincarnated.

Or it is to forcibly seize the house.

In short, it is basically the above two possibilities.

And
He should have lost his vision and soul power
Not only that, but he couldn't perceive the eye of fate on his forehead
Of course, he couldn't perceive the spirit bones lodged in his two arms.
Even the space fluctuations that spread around him that he could always notice all the time have disappeared completely!

All kinds of signs, as well as the inability to look inside, and even the thoughts of the soul are so stagnant; in summary, there are only two possibilities left: reincarnation and rebirth!

He raised his hand vigorously, touched his face, and rubbed his eyes vigorously. After realizing that his sight had not recovered, Lu Yuan gave up continuing to compete with his vision, and touched his body and legs instead.

well.

Even though he felt the rolled flesh and sticky blood with a fishy-sweet smell, the luckiest thing was that there were no fatal wounds on his body, only some lumps that did not know why.

Not only that, but there are no shackles or anything like that.

This can be regarded as one of the good news obtained in the case of not being able to see things.

Enduring the severe pain in his internal organs, he raised his hands, which were almost unconscious, to his ears, and patted them lightly.

well.

Although the sound was very small, there was indeed a sound that entered the ears.

That means his hearing is still intact.

It can even be said to be more sensitive.

Taking a deep breath, he stretched out his index finger, put it in his mouth, and bit it hard.

Immediately, Lu Yuan gasped.

While spitting out a mouthful of blood with no expression on his face, he also wrapped the tiny broken tooth that just collapsed in the blood and spit it out together.

The body is extremely weak.

And it's not just internally weak, it's not much better externally.

Bite your finger, ponder and test your intuition.
The finger was bitten off, and with fresh blood left behind, the existence of the sense of touch was confirmed.

But what does it mean to have a broken tooth?
There is no one who is weak!

Sighing silently, it seemed to be able to release the suppressed pain at the same time. A white mist rose from Lu Yuan's mouth, but it's a pity that Lu Yuan couldn't see clearly at all.

Otherwise, he would know how bad the environment he was in was.

This is a small ruined temple.

Right now
Although there was no one else in the temple, it could be seen from the black traces left on the ground that this small dilapidated temple with nearly ten large and small skylights on the roof and air leaks from all sides was not inhabited by others.

after all
As a blind little beggar, he must be incapable of lighting a fire!

Not only that, but he also has no ability to search for trees to serve as fuel, and to cook with that rusty iron pot to fill his stomach.

therefore
if not just here
"Then there must be someone else."

Silently rubbing the earthen bowl with two big cracks in his hand, Lu Yuan curled up on the ground, squinting his eyes and judged in his heart.

The dirt bowl is clean.

Through the weak sense of touch, Lu Yuan even wondered if the patina had been rolled out of this thing.
But when he thinks that this earthen bowl is beside him.
Lu Yuan felt a moment of indescribable speechlessness.

This clay bowl should be the original one.

but.
As if thinking of something, an inexplicable look flashed in those chaotic eyes, Lu Yuan stretched out his hand without saying a word, and groped the swelling on his body again, feeling a little cold in his heart.

Judging by the swollen feel
It shouldn't be frostbite.

It can't be a bruise either.

Touching the soil bowl in his arms, the guess in his heart seemed to be confirmed to some extent.

But before Lu Yuan could verify his guess, a group of evidences delivered to his door, as well as the loud shouts that could not be stopped by the wind and rain, had already reached Lu Yuan's ears.

The gate of the temple was kicked open.

The dilapidated wooden door whined.

It's a pity that neither the thoughtful Lu Yuan nor the group of ragged beggars who just broke in, paid attention to this wooden door.

Say something bad.
This group of beggars didn't rush up to mend their feet because of the ugly sound made by the wooden door, which is already considered good!
As for politeness and morality
These things should not appear on them!
not to mention.
"Finally home."

Panting, he threw the sleeping man on his shoulders to the ground. The unshaven bearded beggar with strands of hair hit the ground with his buttocks. While crushing a louse without eyes, he shouted loudly:
"Where are the little bastards gone!"

"Why is there only such a blind boy left?"

"Third brother, go find it!"

Accompanied by this loud shout, the sound of Xixisuo sounded from the shadows, but the scar-faced man called "Old Third" was not afraid, instead he walked slowly into the ruined temple with his short knife dark place.

Soon.

Three children with crippled hands or feet were thrown out and fell to the ground fiercely. The scarred face with uncertain weather was revealed, and behind them were more than [-] miserable-looking children.

There are men and women.

But they are all physically disabled.

Glancing at a certain little blind man expressionlessly, he raised his foot with a scarred face, and kicked all the disabled children behind him to the place where the skylights are most densely populated in the temple, and then made it to the newly lit bonfire, It is customary to explain:
"These things are dishonest again."

"Fortunately, the little blind man has eyes this time."

"otherwise"

Seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, he touched the dagger, and then the scarface called "the third" didn't say anything, just put it in his arms.

But no matter who it is, there is no doubt that he has the idea of ​​killing people.

after all
If these things ran out, their capital of being happy and happy would be completely gone!

　The fox demon begins.

　　I hope you don't lose all the orders.
　　It's a copy after all.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)