The Legend of the Condor Heroes: From Being Expelled from Peach Blossom Island

Chapter 277 Solitary Night, Desolate Village, Cannibalism

Wu Chengyu traveled more than 200 li in a single day. In this place with no proper roads and no human habitation, even with his extraordinary lightness skills, it was impossible for him to keep running non-stop. The desolate scenery around him, along with the crows and vultures, made Wu Chengyu impatient early on.

So, the real wandering of the martial arts world actually involves most of the time being on the road. Like in The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, when the six major sects besieged Bright Peak, Shaolin ran from Henan to Kunlun Mountain, relying entirely on walking, at most riding a horse, all to eliminate the evil sect.

By the time you actually get to Kunlun Mountain, not only will the soles of your feet be worn flat, but your crotch will probably be rubbed raw. What's the point?
Wu Chengyu finally understands what ancient heroes are like; some things can't be truly understood without experiencing them firsthand.

A drifter wandering aimlessly, a fool who brought trouble upon himself, an unlucky fellow who could be killed at any moment—if he didn't have his own goals to accomplish, he certainly wouldn't be running around like this now. He could go back to Jiangnan, or find a matchmaker and get married. Wouldn't it be wonderful to be all lovey-dovey?

However, this trip was a must. Wu Chengyu vowed that after returning from the Western Regions, he would not go anywhere else and would live his own quiet life.

That night, Wu Chengyu arrived at a desolate village site. Judging from its appearance, the village must have been quite large back then, with at least two or three hundred households. Rows of broken walls and ruins stood there, the walls blackened by fire and marked with knife and axe cuts.

One can imagine how the people here cried out and fled in all directions when the Jin soldiers first came. Wu Chengyu believed that some people must have raised sickles and wooden forks to resist, but their blood had long since been shed.

He finally found a place with a roof to keep out the rain, casually gathered some dry wood to start a fire, and then took out some dry food and drinks. Even though he was now at least a Michelin three-star chef, he could only eat dry food when traveling.

He brought Shaanxi-style steamed buns, which were very hard and could only be eaten after being baked over a fire until crispy. Fortunately, Wu Chengyu also brought a roast chicken and some salted dried meat.

We must eat the roast chicken today; otherwise, we'll only have hard bread and salted meat for the rest of our journey. This is the reality of a martial arts master's life.

In ancient times, there were no highway service areas when traveling. Long journeys were often through desolate and uninhabited places. Even if you had money, you couldn't buy anything. Hunting wasn't always an option. In the end, you would be left with these tough, dry rations. Where would you find so much beef?

Wu Chengyu found a thin, pointed twig, pierced the steamed bun through it, and slowly roasted it over a fire. Soon, he could smell the aroma of roasting starch, which later generations collectively referred to as carbohydrates.

Then, Wu Chengyu closed his eyes, sniffed the fire, picked up a small stick from the ground, poked at the fire, and then casually threw it into a dark corner about three or four meters away from him.

"Come out, all of you! Do you think I don't know how you're hiding?" Unless someone at the same level of microscopic perception is deliberately hiding, ordinary people cannot escape Wu Chengyu's senses from a hundred meters away.

From the moment he entered this deserted village, he felt someone watching him, or rather, someone who wasn't human. One of the men following him had eyes that were more like those of a wild beast, a beast that would kill itself at any moment.

Wu Chengyu's small wooden stick wasn't meant to hurt anyone; he just casually threw it. Instantly, three people, or rather three children, jumped out from the corner. They were very small, just over 1.1 meters tall, and their clothes were no longer just tattered rags; they were practically naked, even worse off than Wu Chengyu when he was begging for food.

"Ah~~~~!" The three little guys rushed out as soon as they were discovered and pounced on Wu Chengyu. One of them was holding a sharpened wooden stick, and the other was holding a stone in one hand. They even threw the first stone at him.

The third child was the fiercest among them; his eyes were like those of a wild beast. He held a piece of iron that he had picked up from somewhere. The iron was worn thin and sharp, covered in rust and obvious bloodstains. This little brat had definitely seen blood before.

The three little ones even knew how to cooperate. The boy with the stones first threw two stones at Wu Chengyu, then fell down and tried to hug Wu Chengyu's legs.

The man with the wooden stick used all his strength to smash Wu Chengyu's hand. If an ordinary person were hit like that, even if they didn't break a bone, they wouldn't be able to lift their hand for a short time.

Finally, there was the wolf cub with the knife. He initially hid behind the two in front, but as they attacked, he suddenly leaped out, leaping into the air and thrusting the metal shard in his hand straight at Wu Chengyu's neck. The three of them acted without hesitation from being discovered to launching their attack, displaying extreme ferocity and perfect teamwork; this move must have killed several people.

As a result, Wu Chengyu slightly raised his leg and stepped on the back of the boy who wanted to hug his leg, pinning him to the ground and making him unable to move.

Then, with a flick of his finger, he sent the piece of metal flying from the hand of his little wolf cub.

At the same time, with a flick of his left hand, the boy who was swinging the stick, who had been using all his strength and gripping it tightly, suddenly found his hand empty as soon as he swung the stick halfway through. The stick had inexplicably appeared in Wu Chengyu's hand.

Then his knees went numb instantly, and he knelt down in front of Wu Chengyu with a thud.

Finally, there was the little wolf cub. The piece of iron in his hand was flung away, and his arm was numb from the shock. He immediately knew that he had met a tough opponent today, one that the three of them could not handle.

Without hesitation, he immediately lunged at Wu Chengyu, shouting, "You guys go quickly, I'll hold him off!"

The next moment, a hand grabbed the wolf cub by the neck and lifted it into the air. No matter how much it flailed its teeth and claws, it could not reach Wu Chengyu's body.

In desperation, he grabbed Wu Chengyu's arm and tried to bite it, but Wu Chengyu threw him to the ground.

With the white scales on Wu Chengyu's skin, no matter how much this kid gnaws, he can't hurt Wu Chengyu in the slightest. In fact, with the effect of the eel technique, this kid would have a hard time biting him. But if he gets his saliva on him, it'll be disgusting. Wu Chengyu finds it quite repulsive.

Especially since these three children hadn't bathed in years, their stench was overwhelming. If they weren't children, Wu Chengyu might have snapped their necks and thrown them far away, out of sight, out of mind.

"Let me go! Let me go! I'll fight you to the death!" This was the impotent rage of the boy who had been stepped on.

"Please, please let us go! We'll never do it again, please!" This was the young man kneeling before Wu Chengyu, already kowtowing and begging for mercy.

“Let them go. My flesh is firm. If you want to eat, eat mine. It’s enough for you for two days. Let them go, and I’ll let you eat as much as you want.”

These words came from the wolf cub's mouth. After being thrown to the ground by Wu Chengyu, he immediately continued to resist and tried to bite Wu Chengyu. Wu Chengyu then used a wooden stick to press his pressure points, rendering him unable to move.

The little guy was in despair, but the ferocity in his eyes remained undiminished. He gritted his teeth, but the words he uttered startled Wu Chengyu.

What does it mean to say "I'll eat your flesh for two days"? These words are incredibly horrifying, but they sound perfectly normal coming from this child, who has clearly become accustomed to them.

Meanwhile, two other children were shouting, "Eat me, and let them go!"

(End of this chapter)