Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 2 Double pupils?

Zhang Yuanzhu stretched out his hand and pressed it on the old beggar's corpse.

'Control!'

He was silent.

The corpse lay in the snow without any change.

'Can I only control one item at the moment?'

"It's still a corpse, and cannot be controlled."

While thinking, he took out the straw mat and controlled the corpse again.

Zhang Yuanzhu's pupils shrank slightly as he looked at the corpse as usual.

Call ~
A breath of hot air melted the snowflakes.

The child narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of cruelty flashing across them.

He wanted to live and would never be willing to die like this.

Then, the action started again.

With his palms down, he pulled up the old beggar's tattered cotton coat, took it off and put it on himself.

At the same time, he held a sharp bluestone in his right hand and scratched the belly of the corpse.

Stab it!

The blood splattered on the child, bringing a little warmth.

Zhang Yuanzhu did not wipe the blood off his body, but looked at his cut chest and belly.

With a thought, he took the bluestone into his body.

Holding the straw mat in one hand, he shrank into the belly of the corpse, and then the straw mat fell on the corpse.

The child ignored the fishy smell in the small space and rolled over with all his might, taking the corpse with him and completely wrapping the straw mat around it.

Huhu~
Zhang Yuanzhu was panting heavily as he lay on the flesh and blood, his bloodstained face showing a calm expression.

Straw mat, corpse, cotton clothes, cloth clothes, four layers of warm clothes. At this point, he has done his best.

It was snowing heavily and the wind was howling.

In the alley, next to the corner, the tightly wrapped straw mat swayed like a candle in the wind.

……

The next day, early morning.

The heavy snow stopped and the sun began to rise.

The golden light falls on the earth, coating the sky and the earth with a layer of gold.

One by one, the dignitaries walked out of their mansions and walked on the snow.

They were dressed in luxurious clothes and looked relaxed and at ease.

The sounds of laughter and poetry recitation continued to be heard, adding a touch of wealth and elegance to the entire city.

As for the people living in dilapidated wooden houses on the streets, who would never wake up again, how could they care at all?

"Sister, there's a snow pile here. Someone must have died here."

The crisp sound made Zhang Yuanzhu's blurred consciousness begin to clear up.

'I survived!'

He struggled to dig out the frozen corpse and tear apart the straw mat covered with fallen snow.

But he no longer had the strength to stand up.

"Sister, there's a living person!"

A surprised voice came from the side.

Zhang Yuanzhu tilted his head slightly, looked at the two blurry figures, opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Ruan Yu looked at the thin figure on the snow and looked at it carefully.

The cotton coat was stained with blood, and the face was blood-red. She couldn't see the specific features, but her eyes surprised her.

What kind of eyes were those? One eye with two pupils, looking weird and mysterious.

tread!tread!
The girl stepped back. As the second daughter of the Ruan family, one of the wealthy businessmen in Jiangshui City, she had never seen such a bloody scene.

"What strange eyes?"

A gentle female voice came from behind the girl.

Then it fell into silence.

As time passed, Zhang Yuanzhu's vitality faded away bit by bit, and he was about to die.

Suddenly, a warm touch came from the lips.

Immediately afterwards, a warm current slid down the throat, and a trace of strength began to generate in the thin body.

At the same time, the blurred consciousness began to become clear.

The scene in the alley unfolded before him.

A woman with a well-proportioned figure, a slender neck like a crane, and a snow-white oval face squatted beside him, holding a soup bowl in one hand and feeding him.

The woman was wearing a light yellow fur robe, with black hair hanging down her back, exuding an indescribable gentleness and grace.

"Wake up!"

A soft voice came from the woman.

Zhang Yuanzhu struggled to lift his hands, took the bowl, and looked at the thick rice porridge inside. "Thank you!"

Every word is spoken with gratitude from the heart.

Without this bowl of porridge, he would have died.

Then he drank the porridge in small sips, and streams of porridge slid into his stomach.

The woman had a gentle expression. She took out a steamed bun from her arms and placed it on the rice porridge.

"It's cold and people are hungry, so live well."

After whispering, the woman stood up and shook off the snowflakes on the hem of her clothes.

A petite girl behind her looked at the child curiously and whispered to the side:
"Sister, Mother asked us to go buy furs. We can't delay any longer."

The woman in the light yellow fur robe nodded.

Turn around!

Walk out of the alley.

Zhang Yuanzhu also put down the soup bowl, looked at the woman's back seriously, and engraved it in his mind.

At the moment they were about to step out of the alley.

"Miss, could you please tell me your name? I will repay you one day."

The kindness shown to a beggar without any ulterior motive will be remembered by him.

The woman paused for a moment, then started walking again.

A voice echoed in the alley.

"Ruan Qing."

As the words fell, the two beautiful figures disappeared from sight.

"The two young ladies of the Ruan family?"

"He is indeed a rare kind person."

The Ruan family is a rare family in Jiangshui City that does good deeds and accumulates virtue. They have provided porridge to beggars and poor people many times.

All these things emerged in the original owner's memory.

Zhang Yuanzhu held the bowl and drank again, while at the same time began to sort out the beggar's memories.

With one mouthful of rice porridge after another, his frail body gradually regained strength.

At the same time, his eyes became more and more fiery.

“There are practitioners in this world!”

I remember seeing a rainbow streak across the sky and disappear in the blink of an eye.

I have also heard of ghosts, immortals and Buddhas, and even when fleeing famine, I saw with my own eyes that the dead turned into dry bones in an instant.

This world must be extremely exciting.

After finishing the rice porridge, Zhang Yuanzhu carefully put the steamed bun into his arms.

Even the bowl was wiped clean with snow and placed inside the cotton coat.

This is the most valuable thing on his body.

What we need to do now is to survive, and then seek to practice cultivation.

Zhang Yuanzhu supported himself with one hand, stood up, leaned against the wall and walked out of the alley.

He staggered out of the alley.

In an instant, the sun's rays fell on its body, bringing a hint of warmth.

At this moment, it feels like a new life.

What followed was all kinds of noise, hawking, laughter, and conversation, which continued to reach my ears.

At the same time, several gazes passed over the child's body, filled with contempt and disgust.

"The beggars are not all dead yet."

"Even from dozens of meters away, I could still smell the sour stench."

"This freak should have his eyes gouged out."

……

Zhang Yuanzhu lowered his head to hide his expression, and walked slowly forward with one hand holding the corner of the wall.

He was born with double pupils, and was undoubtedly a freak in the eyes of the people in this city.

After all, in this world, there are no saints or overlords like Shun and the King of Western Chu who were born with double pupils.

Double pupils are just a deformity and there is nothing magical about them.

Crunch!Crunch!
Walking on the heavy snow, I moved forward step by step, trying to reduce my presence as much as possible.

He didn't know how long he had been walking, but the crowds around him gradually thinned out, and he arrived at the edge of Jiangshui City.

tower! tower! tower!
The sound of footsteps hitting the stone slabs kept coming into my ears.

The ground is clearly covered with snow, so why is there such a sound?

Zhang Yuanzhu unconsciously raised his head and looked forward.

A woman in blue clothes led a donkey out of the city gate.

(End of this chapter)