Reborn as a Cube Man in the Late Ming Dynasty

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Gan Hongyi was slightly lost in thought, and couldn't help but recall the statue sitting in the shrine, as well as the boy on horseback he had seen.

The person this person is referring to must be him!

"I've met him," Gan Hongyi nodded solemnly, then cautiously asked, "Who exactly is that young master...?"

Cao Wenshi frowned and asked, "Didn't that guy surnamed Wei tell you anything on the way here?"

Seeing their blank expressions, Cao Wenshi realized that these people knew absolutely nothing.

He shook his head, sighed, and said, "Never mind, perhaps that's why they brought you here."

His fate was already sealed; sooner or later he would have to go to hell. All he wanted now was to stay in this world a little longer.

Cao Wenshi ate a couple of bites of fish, shifted to a more comfortable position, and glanced sideways at Gan Hongyi.

"Since you've let me eat fish, listen to me!" Cao Wenshi said softly, "He is called Young Master Bai by the people here. It is said that he doesn't like being called a god. Of course, in private, the people here call him Lord Bai."

"On your way here, you probably saw it yourself. This forest is covered by a celestial realm that exists because of him. Even all the food in your hands appeared out of thin air!"

"Out of thin air?" Gan Hongyi muttered, his gaze unfocused.

"That's right, that wheat, although grown from the ground, doesn't consume soil nutrients, and it matures in a very short time. The water it uses is also rootless water he took from the sky, so it's inexhaustible!"

Cao Wenshi paused, picked up a piece of fish, waved it in front of Gan Hongyi, ate it, and said expressionlessly, "Do you know where this fish came from? It was fished out of an empty pond by the villagers here, relying on his magic."

"Do you know why I told you not to eat that rat meat?" Cao Wenshi asked himself, answering his own question: "This place has no shortage of food or water."

"I understand now. The people here provide incense for that young master Bai, and he provides them with shelter, food, and water," Chen Ming'er, who had been listening in, suddenly realized and replied.

"No," Cao Wenshi said, his eyes flashing. "It is the gods who need incense offerings, while this one is an immortal. He doesn't need any incense offerings. The only reason he accepts offerings here is because the people here need him to accept them."

Compared to the otherworldly immortals in the stories, this one felt more like a human being, with joys and sorrows, his own preferences and temper.

He realized that his current predicament was caused by his three self-destructive actions.

The first attempt was to slaughter the village where this immortal resided, intending to shoot him as he stood against the earthen wall.

The second time, because of his foul mouth, or perhaps because of his nickname, he was taken to the heavens and exposed to the elements. He intended to commit suicide, but unexpectedly fell into the water and survived.

The third time, he was already contemplating suicide. He had planned to make a mocking gesture before he died, but his plan backfired and he was actually thrown into hell. It was because of this that he dared not attempt suicide again.

Perhaps, there will be another time.

Cao Wenshi snapped out of his reverie, glanced at Gan Hongyi who was waiting for him to continue, and gave him some instructions.

"The 'heaven' here refers to that White Immortal Lord. You must remember, perhaps tomorrow, or perhaps in the next few days, if you see him again, be quick-witted, cup your hands and tell him that you are willing to accept any punishment from him, to atone for your actions. Do not argue, and do not cry and beg for forgiveness, understand!"

Chen Ming'er exclaimed, "Wait, you mean we don't have to die?"

"Hehehe, of course." Cao Wenshi laughed sarcastically, a hint of pity in his eyes: "If you wanted to die, you wouldn't be here, locked up with me."

"Great, we don't have to die!"

"Yes, brother, you don't need to overthink it anymore."

The newly arrived bandits cheered.

"Hey, can I ask if the meals from now on will be the same as today's?" Chen Ming'er asked Cao Wenshi with great joy.

Cao Wenshi remained smiling and silent. Chen Ming'er turned to Gan Hongyi, who had a pained expression and looked deep in thought. He asked, puzzled, "Brother, why are you frowning? Isn't it a good thing that we don't have to die?"

"Big Brother!?" Chen Ming'er raised his voice slightly and then shouted.

Gan Hongyi snapped out of his daze, his expression gloomy, his fists clenched tightly, and he said with a serious face, "May I ask, sir, what did you mean earlier that you were able to eat fish and meat thanks to us, meaning that you don't usually have such good food? And what exactly did you mean by 'worse than death'?"

Cao Wenshi smiled slightly and said, "There are still some smart people here. No wonder he can become their leader."

Suddenly, a burst of maniacal laughter came from the shadows.

"Hehehehe!!! You're going down too, you'll see. Those ghosts will drag you down and keep you with them for eternity. Your bodies will burn, and you'll turn to ashes!! Heh...heh..."

The man waved his hands in the air, trying to get rid of something invisible, and thrust his face right in front of Gan Hongyi, a strange smile on his lips, a kind of incomprehensible madness.

Gan Hongyi was startled and instinctively raised his hand to smash the man's face. He came to his senses and tried to pull back his strength, but it was too late.

碰~

Gan Hongyi's fist was caught firmly by a hand and stopped in front of Ma Zi.

What incredible strength!

Gan Hongyi stared blankly at Cao Wenshi, who had white hair and a dejected look on his face, and was startled.

This guy is probably no ordinary person.

Suddenly, Ma Zi's eyes filled with confusion, despair, and helplessness—a fear that seeped into his very bones. He jumped back, retreating into the corner, muttering, "Get away, get away! You damned arms!"

Cao Wenshi sighed and gestured for one of his bandits to appease him. He then released Gan Hongyi's hand and said helplessly, "This is Ma Zi, my brother... one of my men. He's been like this ever since we came back from that place."

"Which place?" Gan Hongyi pressed.

This place is definitely related to them.

Cao Wenshi didn't continue, but glanced at the bandits next to Gan Hongyi who were eavesdropping: "Go get more rice when you're done eating. You can get more rice here."

"You guys go ahead, I'll come over in a bit," Gan Hongyi instructed.

After they all left, Cao Wenshi said in a deep voice, "Just as you thought, although you can eat your fill on weekdays, there is no fish or eggs. It's like a last meal before death. If I'm not mistaken, you will go to that place."

I can't say it outright, and you wouldn't want to know anyway, just remember one thing: when you see him, you must do as I say.

If you go inside and the door is closed, go over and block the gap in the door so they can't see you.

Cao Wenshi said sternly, "You too, absolutely do not go look! Understand?"

Gan Hongyi nodded solemnly.

"it is good."