The man behind the scenes: My entry is so evil that it's crazy

"Hey, little junior brother, are you crying?"

Hong Ya saw Feng Mu crying silently, and seemed to recall her past self. She smiled and said,

"When I was picked up by the master, I cried for no reason when I ate the meal made by Aunt Wei for the first time. Maybe it was because I had never eaten such delicious food before."

Hong Ya recalled her embarrassing situation and said, "I heard from the eldest senior brother that the second senior sister and the sixth senior brother also cried, especially the sixth senior brother who cried so much that he vomited the food. The rest of the senior brothers didn't seem to cry. Instead, they were scolded by the master and forgot to cry."

Feng Mu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and stared at Hong Ya in a daze, thinking about something.

Hong Ya blushed slightly when he looked at her. She bit her lip and picked up a chicken leg from the bowl and put it in Feng Mu's bowl.

Feng Mu picked up the chicken leg meat, and tore it off in one bite under the eyes of the junior sister. The oil overflowed her lips and teeth. The latter swallowed hard and looked away with difficulty.

Feng Mu chewed the chicken leg and asked casually: "Did the master say anything else?"

Hong Ya buried her head in eating and answered incoherently: "Oh, the master seemed to say something else, I didn't understand it very well, I just remember one sentence."

"The zombies that have been soaked in the stagnant water pool for a long time, the meat has been saved, but the spirit has been rotten, the walking corpse, pitiful and hateful!"

Feng Mu understood what the junior sister said, and suddenly shuddered.

"The walking corpse, the walking corpse, the walking corpse."

Feng Mu repeated a few sentences, and a terrifying picture seemed to appear in front of him.

In the huge city, high-rise buildings stand in rows, and dense houses are arranged like ant nests.

In these houses, people live in rotting corpses. Looking down from the building, people walking on the street are also rotting corpses.

These corpses are walking, standing, sitting, crying, laughing, and shouting hello to each other. Some of them even hug each other and let the rotting body fluids fall on each other.

In the vehicles driving or stopping on the road, there are also faces that are sunken and only skin and bones are left. They look like ghosts, like corpses, but not like living people.

"So, the truth is that we are all living corpses?!!" Feng Mu shuddered and dared not look in the mirror in recent days.

"Oh? Lao Ba, not only did you cry while eating, but you also scared yourself. What interesting picture did you think of? Tell me."

Li Guishe, holding a pipe in his mouth, suddenly appeared in front of Feng Mu and looked at him meaningfully.

Hong Ya ran away to serve rice to the master.

Feng Mu looked at Li Guishe, whose eyes were cloudy. To be honest, he was still a little scared of this master.

But he really wanted to know whether the picture that just appeared in his mind was the truth.

So Feng Mu answered honestly: "Master, I was in a trance and seemed to see hallucinations, as if I saw countless living corpses dancing around the world?"

Li Guishe's eyes shone with a green light, and he said strangely: "Blood deficiency and spirit fullness, the spirit in your body doesn't look like it has been fed with poison for eighteen years."

Feng Mu's heart twitched, and he almost thought that his biggest secret was about to be exposed.

At the same time, he also realized that one of the important reasons why he could find the body's call for help now was because the soul in the body had been replaced.

If it was the original owner's soul that had been corrupted and deceived for more than ten years, I'm afraid he would have forgotten to cry long ago.

Fortunately, Li Guishe did not delve into Feng Mu's secret, but sneered: "Your second senior sister and sixth senior brother have also seen this scene."

"After watching it, one's heart was poisoned, and I felt that killing people was not killing, but collecting their bodies was a free charity."

"One eye was damaged, and I felt that it was difficult to draw faces on living people, and only dead people's faces would be clear."

Li Guishe paused, put the ash in the pipe on the stone table, and asked Feng Mu: "What about you, what are you thinking now?"

Feng Mu was stunned, thought for a moment, and the anger and fear after being deceived subsided He replied, "I didn't think about anything. I just thought about eating this meal in the future and adding a few more bowls each time."

Li Guishe did not comment and smiled, "You are down-to-earth."

Feng Mu asked again, "Master, so what I saw was an illusion?"

Li Guishe took a puff of cigarette and blew out a smoke ring. The smoke ring made his old face blurry: "Of course it was an illusion. How could the whole world be full of zombies and dance?"

Feng Mu breathed a sigh of relief and heard the next sentence: "Half is more or less!"

Half, more or less? ! !

Feng Mu's scalp was numb and splitting instantly. The illusion did not become real, but turned into half of the reality. Should he cry or laugh?

Feng Mu's fingers holding the rice bowl were stiff, and his expression froze: "Why?"

He was asking why this situation occurred, and also asking, what is the reason for this situation?

Li Guishe did not answer this time. Perhaps he did not want to say it, or perhaps he did not understand the reason behind it. He just said lightly: "Eat."

The huge shock was obviously not something that could be digested in a moment, but what could he do? He could only eat.

Feng Mu nodded and ate the rice bowl with all his strength, leaving no grain of rice behind.

You could say he was selfish or indifferent, but Feng Mu did not have the slightest idea of ​​saving the world.

The world was too big for his heart to contain. His heart could only contain himself.

Seeing Feng Mu being so obedient, Li Guishe was slightly surprised. You know, the second and sixth brothers locked themselves in their rooms for several days, and cried so hard that they didn't even eat.

Li Guishe's eyes flashed with admiration, and he thought, "It's worthy of being the seedling sent by the ancestor. He has a cold heart and is just right for our sect."

Feng Mu put the bowl on the stone table and looked at his master.

Hong Ya came back jumping and handed the piled bowls and chopsticks to Li Guishe.

Li Guishe ate his meal slowly and said, "Just ask what you want to ask."

Feng Mu then asked, "What is the God that Master just mentioned?"

Li Guishe: "If life is a sea of ​​suffering and the body is a raft, then God is the oar and the only ray of light in the darkness. This is what our ancestors said. It sounds very mysterious."

Li Guishe sneered, "But to me, God is an organ of my own, just like the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys."

Feng Mu: "God is an organ?"

Li Guishe nodded, "Yes, but it is invisible. Organs, such as the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, need food to nourish them, but the spirit does not need food. What it needs is the eyes, ears, tongue, nose, and body, which are the nourishment of the five senses. "

"So when the five senses deceive you, the spirit will lose nutrition and will be exhausted. After a long period of exhaustion, the spirit will die. Even if the body is alive, it can no longer see itself clearly. It is a pool of rotten meat without knowing it. "

Feng Mu seemed to understand and asked again: "If the body is dead, can it be saved?"

Feng Mu understood that the death in Li Guishe's mouth was not the real death. Otherwise, it would be really dead. It should be just an approximate metaphor.

Li Guishe took a bite of rice: "Eating can sustain life. If there is no blood and flesh, just eat it back."

Feng Mu asked again: "If the spirit is dead, can it be saved?"

The admiration hidden in Li Guishe's eyes became stronger. He admired Feng Mu's sharpness and his active mind and ability to grasp the key points.

At the beginning, the second and sixth, and even the third, fourth, and fifth, took several months to wake up and ask the questions he deliberately threw out.

As for the eldest, he was an abandoned baby, raised by him since childhood, so he didn't have this confusion.

The seventh was simpler, she didn't realize this problem at all, but she had been led by her senior brothers and sisters on the right path.

Li Guishe replied calmly: "The god is dead, I can't save him by myself, I have to rely on others."

Feng Mu felt that he was about to find the answer, he repeated: "Rely on others, how to rely on?"

Li Guishe put down the bowl and burped, like a master teaching and guiding his disciples: "What if others have something you don't have?"

Feng Mu blurted out without thinking: "Of course, grab it!"

As soon as the words came out, Feng Mu understood.

Li Guishe showed a teachable expression, and asked with a smile: "What do you think martial arts is?"

Feng Mu pondered for a moment: "Martial arts is the skill of killing."

This time, Li Guishe's admiration was beyond words. He laughed loudly, and his face was frightening: "That's right, killing is plundering the gods, and the skill of killing is the skill of nurturing the gods. So, why are those martial artists who kill more people more sensitive to their five senses and more powerful in martial arts? That's the reason."

Although he had guessed the answer, Feng Mu still felt a chill all over his body when he really heard it.

Li Guishe's smile became more rampant, and his face was frightening: "The so-called martial arts can communicate with the gods, isn't it just that the person who kills the most people, plunders others the most, and finally nurtures the true gods in his body? !!"

Feng Mu knew that this was the master instilling the general outline of the martial arts of the [Ronggui School] in him.

This is his personal opinion. Martial arts may not really give such an explanation. It is most likely a heresy. But the scary thing is that Feng Mu really thinks that what Li Guishe said, although cold and frightening, is incisive and seven points of truth.

The lack of three points is because it is too naked and lacks some decorations, so it is bound to be difficult to become a mainstream explanation.

In addition, Feng Mu thinks that the [God] in the master's mouth may be replaced by another word - [resentment], which may be more accurate!

"There is [resentment] in the human body, and killing people is plundering [resentment]. But in the lower city, there are mostly living corpses, and the [resentment] in the body is exhausted and dead. Only by killing other living corpses can you feed your own [resentment] again?" Feng Mu thought.

Li Guishe waited for a few minutes, letting Feng Mu digest the truth he had said, before he put on a kind face and said in a deep voice: "I have told you the martial arts philosophy of my school. Do you object?"

Feng Mu did not object in his heart, on the contrary, he was a little happy. After all, the guilt of killing people and killing zombies is completely different.

Feng Mu shook his head: "Disciple does not object. Disciple feels that every word of Master's words is pearls and thought-provoking."

Li Guishe was very satisfied, so he said: "In this case, Master will teach you the real skills of our school today."

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