Douluo Dalu: Seven Kills

Chapter 590: The Test of the God of Greed - Broken Jade (Part ) (Two in One)

A dark golden stream flows down between the mountains and forests.

But the diffuse fog made the stream of light not conspicuous.

"Why is there a sudden fog?"

Relying on his experience, Brother Chen Wu finally walked out of the fog area, complaining as he reached the rock wall.

Look up, then start climbing.

But the wind in the mountains was as cold as a knife that had been tempered in cold pond water, and it kept blowing across Brother Chen Wu’s neck that was exposed outside his tattered jacket.

He hunched his back and moved with difficulty among the rugged rocks.

During the mining process, the basket of rough stones on his shoulder was so heavy that it seemed to nail him into the rock wall.

Every heavy breath expelled a small and fleeting cloud of white mist, which seemed so faint in this valley.

When he found the right stone, Brother Chen Wu carefully climbed down the rock wall, took out the rations wrapped in rags from his arms, ate, drank, and swallowed the water in the water bag.

As everyone knows...

At this moment, a dark golden light flashed in the forest.

At this moment, Brother Chen Wu suddenly turned his head and looked. It was by coincidence that he saw the brilliance.

He instinctively put away his rations and hunched up.

Given his personality, he should have retreated cautiously, but he suddenly heard a faint wailing, which made him feel a little sympathetic.

He picked up his tools and followed the sound.

Pulling off a slender branch and pushing aside the dense bushes, I saw an old man leaning against a huge rock, barely breathing. The old man had a haggard face, his eyes were tightly closed, and his brows were slightly furrowed, showing that he was in great pain.

His body was covered with scars, grass scraps, and dust. His dry, purple lips moved slightly, but only made unclear sounds.

"…water…"

Brother Chen Wu's heart tightened, and he hurried forward, poured out some clean water from the water bag on his waist, and carefully fed it to the old man's lips.

A few gulps of water flowed into his mouth, and the old man's cloudy eyes struggled to open a crack. His eyeballs were gray and out of focus, and then he caught sight of Brother Chen Wu's face.

The old man was lying face down, with one hand dug deep into the cracks of the gravel below him, and his knuckles were twisted and white due to excessive force. In addition, his other hand was tightly protected in front of his chest, tightly grasping a fist-sized object.

"...Yu..." Suddenly, a broken syllable rolled out of the old man's throat, like sandpaper rubbing against rock. He used up his last bit of strength and raised his hand tightly protected in front of his chest. The palm like a dead branch spread out, revealing something tightly grasped.

He recognized it as a piece of jade.

This jade is as smooth as fat, its luster is restrained like the soft light of morning light, and even its touch feels like a baby's skin, as delicate as dew.

Inexplicably, an inconspicuous dark golden light flashed on the jade. Brother Chen Wu felt his throat tighten, rushed forward a few steps, and carefully turned the skinny body over.

"Jade, my... precious jade...can communicate with spirits..."

The old man's breathing suddenly became rapid, and every word consumed the little life he had left. "In exchange... for great wealth... to be able to..." He choked and coughed violently, dark red blood foam overflowed from the corners of his mouth, staining his gray beard red, "carve... carve the last knife..."

Before he could finish his words, the light in the old man's eyes suddenly went out, his head tilted, and he was silent. The hand that was tightly holding the blood jade loosened dejectedly, and the jade fell to the ground with a dull sound. He opened his cloudy eyes wide and stared at Brother Chen Wu, but there was no life in his eyes.

The mountain breeze blows, bringing a hint of coolness...

Watching the jade rolling to the side, the swallowing sound of Brother Chen Wu's throat became more and more obvious. Finally, his hand unconsciously reached out and picked up the still warm jade, but he froze in place.

Although he is a commoner, he also recognizes treasures.

This jade is a treasure!
If it were exchanged for money, I would probably get a lot of copper coins.

Thinking of this, Brother Chen Wu's hands became more and more tense, and his expression became more nervous. He looked around, holding the jade tightly while constantly walking around the bushes.

On guard, on alert...

Only after making sure that there was no one around did he secretly breathe a sigh of relief. But when he opened his palm and looked at the jade, there was still a flash of dark golden light that Chen Wu Ge would not notice, which made his gaze become hot.

But there seemed to be a clarity in his mind, and he quickly pulled his thoughts back from the heat and glanced at the old man on the ground.

Then, Brother Chen Wu turned and left.

But he did not go down the mountain. Instead, he walked to the rock wall, picked up the quarrying tools, and returned to the old man's body.

Then, they started digging the soil.

And while digging, he kept muttering, "Old man, I took your jade, and I cannot repay your kindness. All I can do is bury it in this soil, so that you can rest in peace."

Finally, a small mound of earth was formed.

After doing all this, he took his tools and left the forest almost at the speed of a flash. But before he left, he still did not abandon the basket of stones. As for the jade...

He had wrapped it in several layers of rags containing his rations, stuffed it tightly into his arms, and placed it close to his throbbing heart. With every step he took, he could feel the stone responding to his pulse.

However, after he left, a dark golden smoke came out of the small mound of earth, and then it transformed into a human form on the spot.

A man with a thin body but an unexpectedly large head was hiding in the woods, staring at Brother Chen Wu with cold eyes.

And he is the clone of the God of Greed.

"The desire for greed has been aroused, and the nature of original sin has also risen. So what choice will you make next?"

After the murmur, he turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared.

The direction it was floating in was clearly towards the village.

……

"Mom, I'm back."

"Cough cough cough-"

When Brother Chen Wu returned to the house where he lived, his mother's suppressed coughing was enough to suppress his inner panic.

My mother curled up in a thin, patched quilt, she was so thin that only a bag of bones was left. Every time she coughed, her whole body was affected, as if she wanted to shatter all her internal organs and vomit them out.

But even so, there was no other reaction.

Brother Chen Wu came to his mother first, then picked up a bowl of water and fed it to his mother with a spoon. But all this seemed to be in vain, and for a long time, no water was taken.

As if he was already accustomed to all this, Brother Chen Wu silently walked to the water tank in the corner, scooped up a ladle of cold mountain spring water, and then splashed it hard on his face.

The sudden chill woke him up instantly!

Drops of water dripped down his chin and hit the rammed earth ground, leaving a small wet mark, which was stared at closely by Brother Chen Wu.

After a moment, he wiped his face.

He walked to the table and took out the lump wrapped tightly in rag from his arms. His fingers trembled slightly and he hesitated for a long time. After making sure that no one was peeping, he chose to slowly open it.

He just took a look and then looked at his mother beside the bed.

He did not hesitate any longer and immediately got up! He planned to go to the town while it was still light, exchange the jade for money, and then find a doctor to treat his mother's illness.

Otherwise, my mother wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

However, at this moment, a sudden drowsiness swept over him. "What...what's going on?" Brother Chen Wu tried to force himself to be alert, but found that it was of no use.

He didn't know how long it had been, but just as his consciousness was about to sink into chaos, a strong suction force suddenly grabbed him. What he saw before him was no longer the darkness of the dilapidated house, but a vast and boundless world that suddenly spread out, causing him to panic.

"What, what is this place?"

However, this place has no sky or earth, only surging ink. The gray and black ink of appropriate shades flows and smudges freely, and then constructs a chaotic and vast void.

In the center of this ink-colored fantasy, a giant wolf is suspended. Its body is not a physical entity, but is outlined by the purest and deepest ink color. The lines are smooth and full of primitive power. The texture of its fur is looming between the thick and thin ink, as if it will dissipate and reunite at any time with the flow of ink. The ink wolf has a lazy posture and exudes a disdainful indifference.

The black wolf's pupils opened! However, these so-called pupils were not the vertical pupils of a wild animal, but two slowly rotating, bottomless dark whirlpools. In the center of the whirlpools were two clusters of cold, jumping dark golden flames, like a gaze from the Netherworld, firmly locking onto the tiny Fifth Brother Chen in the illusion.

Just one glance and Brother Chen Wu was shocked!

He stepped back instinctively, but stumbled and fell to the ground.

However, at this moment, a voice, neither male nor female, neither old nor young, with a strange metallic friction texture, and like countless whispers echoing and resonating in the abyss, resounded directly in Brother Chen Wu's mind, and the tone was unquestionable, "Mortal, you gave me life, and I will give you endless wealth."

Following this sound, the vortex in the ink wolf's open eyes suddenly accelerated, and the ink illusion also changed accordingly.

He saw himself standing at the familiar entrance of the village, holding a warm and shining jade in his hand. However, at this moment, the jade was shining, and with a slight movement of his mind, a golden light burst out from his fingertips, and when the golden light fell on the gray stone under his feet...

In an instant, the stone skin peeled off and shone with golden light.

Suddenly, a heavy gold nugget appeared out of nowhere!
As Brother Chen Wu stared in amazement, the illusion shifted, and more scenes came one after another: the old well in the village that had been dry for a hundred years, gushed out clear and sweet water, and the water flowed happily along the cracked canal; outside the village, in the barren wasteland where even weeds were sparse, golden rice ears broke through the soil, grew, and matured at a speed visible to the naked eye, weighing down the stalks, and the rice waves rolled, emitting an intoxicating fragrance of grain; his rickety, leaky shack was replaced by a gorgeous house that rose from the ground, with carved beams and painted buildings, and extraordinary style; his mother, who had been emaciated on the sickbed, now had a ruddy complexion and was in high spirits...

Such great luck and wealth are pressing upon you at this moment.

Similarly, Brother Chen Wu also felt a surge of heat in his heart.

The huge ink-painted head of the ink wolf leaned forward slightly, and the vortex in its eyes flowed with an alluring halo. The strange voice, with a hint of contemptuous smile, resounded in his heart again.

"How about it? Carve it out, and I'll give you a lifetime of glory."

In his eyes, the dark golden flame deep in the vortex suddenly ignited. All this seemed like a silent urging.

"what!"

Brother Chen Wu suddenly jumped up from the earthen kang, his heart beating so hard that it almost broke his sternum. Cold sweat instantly soaked his thin linen clothes, sticking to his back sticky and cold. Outside the window, the sky was still bright. As for his mother, she was still like a candle in the wind.

“Huhuhuhu——, is that, true?”

He gasped for air, his eyes involuntarily directed to the jade in his hand. The light that turned stone into gold, the rice ears that bent the stalks, his mother's recovered smile... everything was like a red-hot iron, burning his soul and making it tremble.

But, is this possible?
Even if it is real, just carve it well!

The remaining rationality kept Brother Chen Wu’s mind clear.

But it seems like I have glimpsed into Brother Chen Wu’s mind…

When he was holding the jade, he suddenly felt the jade tremble slightly, and a suction force came from the palm of his hand. He saw that the surrounding air was actually guided and flowed into the jade.

After a while, he spread out his palms and was surprised to find several golden particles the size of rice grains condensed on the surface of the jade. They were tiny but dazzling. They were exactly the broken gold he saw in his dream!

At this moment, Brother Chen Wu's heart skipped a beat!
There was a light of surprise, or perhaps greed, in his eyes.

Wealth!

Incredible wealth!
This is real!

Under the stimulation, greed grew wildly in his heart like weeds.

At the same time, in the Forest of Life in the Divine Realm.

"Ugh--"

The Goddess of Life suddenly sighed and turned her gaze to the God of Greed, "Greed, you've gone too far."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the gods present looked over.

Because in just one morning, the God of Greed had already given three hints in order to arouse and expand the greedy thoughts of the person in Chen Junting's mind.

Three times is enough.

After all, greed is the original sin and one of the seven evils of human nature. How can one withstand such a test? Not even God!
As for the words of the Goddess of Life, the God of Destruction remained silent, while the God of Greed smiled and explained, "Please rest assured, Madam, I will not make things too difficult for him. But since he is carrying the high hopes of the two God Kings, he cannot be too easy, and he will naturally have to be intensified."

The Goddess of Life heard this and was about to speak again.

"Be careful."

The God of Destruction suddenly spoke, leaving the Goddess of Life speechless.

Then the Goddess of Life looked back, only to see the God of Destruction shaking his head at her without saying a word, and looking at the development of "Brother Dust Fifth" again. However, in the eyes of the God of Destruction, a gleam of light flashed, revealing a hint of expectation without a trace.

He did not ask Chen Junting to choose the seven virtues in the test of the seven deadly sins and become a perfect saint.

But how...

Anyway, he, the God of Destruction, is looking forward to it.

The actual development of

Brother Chen Wu did not explode suddenly because of his greed, but instead made a surprising move.

Bury your entire head in the water tank to calm yourself down quickly.

When the heat in his heart subsided, he looked at the gold in his hand, gritted his teeth, found an old wooden box that usually holds valuables, carefully put the jade in, and locked it with a click. As for the next two days, Brother Chen Wu lived like a frightened bird, and forced himself not to look at the wooden box.

As for the scraps of gold...

He dared not spend a penny, and could not spend it.

Otherwise, how can a poor man like him explain the origin of this gold? If something really happened, I'm afraid my life would be in danger.

"This matter is so troublesome." The God of Greed frowned slightly as he looked at the test scene "created in Chen Junting's mind".

It's just some loose gold.

But no matter what, the progress cannot be stuck here.

"That's fine."

So, the God of Greed struck again.

He must ensure that there is no "external force" interfering in his state of mind.

Even if the "external force" refers to Chen Junting himself.

(End of this chapter)