This god is really evil

Chapter 3: Poor Child

I was hungry. A gnawing feeling of hunger came over me, as if my stomach was stretching out little hands and coming out of my throat to ask for food.

Li Yan walked quickly towards the kitchen of the charity cemetery, trying to find something to eat.

It is called a kitchen, but in fact it is just a shack for providing meals to ordinary apprentices and helpers.

The chefs in the charity cemetery had their own small kitchen to eat in, and they ate a lot of meat and fish. In comparison, the apprentices and helpers only had steamed bread and sweet potatoes, and they were grateful just to be able to fill their stomachs.

It was already past dinner time and there was no one guarding the kitchen, only the wooden door was locked.

Li Yan took a piece of wire and used the technique he learned from a habitual thief he had caught in his previous life to poke open the copper lock in a few strokes and push the door open.

It was pitch black inside, but Li Yan suddenly discovered that he could see in the dark without any influence.

Apparently this was also a side effect of opening the statue.

He lifted the lids of pots and large coarse porcelain bowls and rummaged around, finding some rice crusts in a pot. He then took out two cornmeal steamed buns and three cold boiled potatoes from the cupboard, sprinkled them with a little salt, and without even peeling them, he stuffed them into his mouth and began to chew them.

Fragrant.

Although the food in my hands was coarse, it tasted so sweet in my mouth.

After swallowing a potato in two bites, Li Yan was choked to the point of tears. He quickly scooped a ladle of well water from the water tank and drank it.

The moonlight was bright. Li Yan took a bite of the steamed bread that scratched his throat. His hunger was slightly relieved. He couldn't help but look towards the small kitchen not far away that served the chefs.

During the day he had smelled the aroma of stew coming from it.

I still want to eat meat.

This is a world where the strong prey on the weak. Without sufficient strength, not only will you not be able to eat meat, you may even be eaten as meat.

The statue of Xuantian Fuzun that was opened tonight is extremely dangerous and terrifying, but it is also a great opportunity.

But where can we find believers?

If people knew that I was not only a heretic, but also the incarnation of a heretical god, I would not even survive this night and would be torn into pieces...

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a low and suppressed shout, which seemed to come from the direction of the main hall.

Li Yan tried hard to swallow the last mouthful of rice crust, drank half a bucket of cold water, then walked lightly towards the main hall.

It was already midnight, and the master chef and the masters in the charity cemetery had already gone home.

Except for him who was on duty to cremate the corpse tonight, all the apprentices and helpers were sleeping in the large bunk bed room outside the charity cemetery. Who else could be here?

At this time, Li Yan gradually discovered that after opening the statue of Xuantian Fuzun, although there was no increase in strength, he gained some other things.

Not only can he see at night, but he can also walk with light steps without making any sound, as if his voice was muted. At the same time, his hearing is also several times more sensitive than before.

I just don't know if practicing martial arts and magic together can bring about any improvement?

While thinking, Li Yan had already come to the back window of the main hall and looked into the hall silently through the torn window paper.

Under the dim oil lamp, a figure was seen practicing the stances that Zhan Yupeng had taught him today, turning his body over and over again, practicing the meditation technique.

It's cow hemp.

Niu Ma's movements were very vigorous, the clothes on his back were already soaked with sweat, his expression was solemn, he held the stance again and again, turning his body, as if he wanted to squeeze the blood out of his bones.

Judging from his appearance, he might have been practicing all night and never stopped.

Is this kid so perseverant?

Li Yan raised his eyebrows.

He also knew that Niu Ma was an orphan. According to what Zhan Yupeng said today, he was already the most talented among the helpers and apprentices in the charity cemetery.

But he is still not cut out for martial arts training.

"Hu..." Niu Ma suddenly let out a breath and collapsed to the ground gasping for breath. He no longer had the strength to maintain his stance.

Although this calming exercise is simple, it requires coordination of muscles throughout the body. An average person would become tired after holding the posture for a while. However, if one can mobilize the Qi and blood to circulate, the more one practices, the easier it will become.

Niu Ma sat for a while, gritted his teeth, walked to the incense burner in the main hall, took out a handful of incense ash from it, smeared two strokes on his forehead, then made a Dharma seal with his left hand, muttered something, and held the incense ash tightly in his right hand, holding it in front of his chest.

Li Yan nodded slightly.

This Niu Ma not only practiced meditation skills, but also secretly learned some magic. Using incense ash is one of the most basic magic techniques.

Also called incense technique.

I saw that Niu Ma had finished chanting the spell. He took a step forward, shouted in a low voice, and suddenly sprinkled the incense ash in his right hand.

A cloud of dust immediately floated forward and was blown back to Niu Ma by the through wind, making him covered in dust.

Then it was gone.

Niu Ma's expression froze, and he was obviously unwilling.

He gritted his teeth, put his right thumb in his mouth and bit it, then grabbed a handful of incense ash, made seals, chanted a mantra, and scattered the ashes.

This time, the incense ash was stained with blood and rolled into a ball that fell to the ground. Niu Ma was already numb, so he grabbed the ashes again, made seals, chanted spells, and scattered the ashes. He did this over and over again, but there was no reaction at all.

Li Yan was grinning at the sight and even felt a little sorry for him.

After performing the spell for the last time which had no effect, Niu Ma put the incense burner back to its original place somewhat woodenly, and cleaned up the ashes on the ground. Then, like a walking corpse, he turned around and walked out of the main hall, and then ran out of the charity cemetery.

Li Yan frowned. It was the dead of night and it was very dangerous outside. Could it be that this kid wanted to commit suicide because he had such poor talent?

He sighed, found a wooden stick, took it in his hand, and followed Niu Ma quietly.

Although this matter has nothing to do with him, the two of them have a good relationship among the apprentices in the charity cemetery. Niu Ma is also a kind and honest person. If the other party really wants to commit suicide, he will still help him.

Unexpectedly, Niu Ma did not run far after leaving the charity cemetery, but ran all the way to the mass grave next to the charity cemetery.

This mass grave has existed for a long time. Buried in it are the ashes of unclaimed bodies collected by the charity cemetery and cremated, which were then kept in the cemetery for three years.

Li Yan had come here before to bury several jars of ashes.

Niu Ma ran to the mass grave and found a dilapidated tombstone without any words on it. He then knelt down in front of the tombstone, kowtowed and cried:
"Dad, you were murdered by that evil man, and our whole family died tragically. Only my son escaped and changed his name to live a miserable life... But my son is really mediocre. Not only can he not learn the unique skills passed down in our family, he can't even practice the Calming Skill. He is really useless, useless!"

As he said that, he raised his hands and started slapping himself left and right.

After slapping himself dozens of times, his cheeks were swollen and his mouth was bleeding. Niu Ma looked up at the dark wilderness around him and shouted like a madman:
"With all the gods and demons in the sky above and all the evil spirits in the world ahead, if there is anyone who can help me get revenge, I, Niu Ma, am willing to sacrifice my flesh, blood and soul and serve you forever!"

The night wind was howling, and the only answer he received was the rustling of leaves on the roadside.

Niu Ma gritted his teeth and stopped talking. Instead, he began to kowtow to the wilderness and the starry sky.

His forehead hit the solid mud, making dull "bang" sounds.

Although the ground of this mass grave is not made of stone, it is made of old soil and is very hard.

In a short while, Niu Ma's forehead was bruised and even bleeding.

But he did not stop at all, and continued to kowtow, mumbling to himself, as if he was talking to his father:

"From now on, Niu Ma will kowtow here a thousand times every day. Regardless of whether the gods or demons agree, I will continue to kowtow, just to get a sense of the heavens..."

He kept knocking his head, saying “Dong Dong Dong”.

Apart from the sound of wind and the rustling of leaves on this grave mound, the only sound was the incessant thumping sound.

At the same time, behind a big tree not far away, Li Yan, who was observing Niu Ma, saw a flash in front of his eyes.

Just now, after Niu Ma finished expressing his aspiration to kowtow a thousand times, Li Yan immediately felt a heat between his eyebrows, and then he felt as if a layer of panel appeared in front of his eyes, and entries popped up from Niu Ma's head one by one!
【Tian Sha Gu Xing (Red)】: 【Your family is just a passing guest, and you live alone in this life.】

【Unfortunate fate (black)】:【After going through so much hardship and experiencing all the hardships in the world, it is difficult to get what you want.】

[Dead End of Love (Gray)]: [Women will only affect the speed of your punches.]

[Loyalty, Integrity and Gratitude (Blue)]: [You are a loyal and honest person who knows how to repay kindness.]

【Blessings and Fate (Gold)】: 【People without blessings can plant blessings and have unlimited potential.】

The first few entries are fine, but the last two big words "福缘" shine brightly. Li Yan also understood what this meant from the information that emerged in his mind.

When the affinity between a person and Xuantian Fuzun reaches a certain level, he or she will be observed by Li Yan, the incarnation of Xuantian Fuzun, and the words "blessing and fate" will appear, which means that the other person is particularly suitable to be developed as a potential believer.

My dear friend, I think you are destined to meet Xuantian Fuzun!

It took Niu Ma more than half an hour to kowtow a thousand times before he finished.

At the beginning, he moved very quickly and used a lot of strength, but by the end he felt dizzy and a big blood blister had appeared on his forehead, which was broken and bleeding.

There were even several times when he almost fainted, but he still persevered.

It is easy to kowtow, but it is difficult to kowtow loudly, and it is even more difficult to kowtow with sincerity.

After kowtowed a thousand times, Niu Ma almost fainted.

He knelt on the ground and gasped for a long time, then kowtowed four times to his father's tombstone without any words on it. Then he struggled to get up and stumbled back to the charity cemetery.

After a while after Niu Ma left, Li Yan slowly walked out from behind a big tree not far away.

Looking at the direction where Niu Ma left, his eyes lit up.

This kid is really stubborn.

The more axial, the more loyal.

The core members of the cult who were arrested at that time were basically stubborn and extremely shrewd.

Be stubborn.

What is the first thing to consider when recruiting believers?
Loyalty, loyalty, and fucking loyalty!
Fuyuan, Fuyuan, I just like his filial piety.

As for family heirlooms and the like, they are secondary.

This poor child is not wanted by anyone, including the gods, demons and evil spirits in the world.

I want it!
(End of this chapter)