Chapter 75 Untitled

The loneliness in his eyes spread layer by layer, like the clear autumn river water. The surface was calm, but in fact it was undercurrent. The loneliness, fear, and cold mixed with the impact made Lu Zhao breathless.

"Why!"

After a while, Lu Zhao sighed lightly, without turning back, tightened the rag wrapped around his body, covering his head and face. Soon, the hazy figure slowly sank into the darkness.

The cold atmosphere, the lonely figure, the people walking on the road are full of worries, and they have passed by sorrow, and it doesn't matter since they pass by.

Lu Zhao's eyes were as calm as water.

"Who can give me a stutter~"

"Please give me some dry food, please pity me, I haven't eaten for three days."

The begging was not pretending, because the beggar had almost lost his strength to speak, so that Lu Zhao had to listen with all his heart within a hundred meters.

Lu Zhao raised his eyes upwards, looking at the place where the sound came out.

"This is?"

Lu Zhao's pupils shrank, his face full of surprise.

A group of twelve or thirteen-year-old children were tied up in shackles. They couldn't leave, but they could not exchange for any food even if they begged. They only had the idea of ​​seeking life in their hearts to support their faint fire of life.

What is this for treating people as livestock?

Isn't anyone here to take care of it?

Isn't anyone willing to give some of their food to these children?

I have too many questions in my mind and I don't understand it.

For a moment, Lu Zhao wanted to rush over to rescue these children, but Fang Yi's luck suddenly became disordered, and what frightened him even more was that now he could no longer feel the existence of extraordinary power, and only had endless fatigue.

Only then did Lu Zhao realize that he no longer had the power that could overwhelm everything in the world.

His whole body was shocked, his expression was painful, and although he felt pity, he turned his head away after all.

"How good can I be compared to the situation of these teenagers?"

Now Lu Zhao is just a body of an ordinary person. If he cannot understand the situation of decline, his world will be trapped in this disaster.

It is difficult to protect yourself, let alone save others.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhao calmed down and sat down.

For an hour, Lu Zhao was wrapped in rags and stared quietly. When he looked closely, he could find that his cuffs were trembling slightly.

Apart from the contents that are full of gods and demons, Lu Zhao's experience is just like an ordinary person in his twenties. A young man in his twenties should be working hard to earn his first pot of gold in his life in peacetime.

He had never experienced dark times such as turmoil and famine. Looking at the curly teenagers on the ground, he felt unprecedentedly shocked. He had seen such scenes in some TV series and imagined them in the description of the plot of the novel, but those scenes were empty after all. At this moment, Lu Zhao felt that his vest was cold.

Pity is the nature of human beings. Not to mention a practitioner with an ethereal mind, even a person in the market, as long as the other party has no hatred with him and will not threaten his status, the person's heart will naturally overflow with mercy. This is the nature, and it cannot be suppressed. If it is suppressed, it will be uncomfortable and will be questioned by his conscience.

One hour is not long or short.

There were also passers-by who wanted to give these children some food, but as soon as the food was taken out, they were surrounded by several strong men.

These strong men did not hit people, nor did they threaten them. They just supported each other with their hands and stood in front of the passers-by like a wall.

Faced with such a situation, how could passers-by dare to give alms? Such a situation is clearly telling him that if you want to give alms, you can give alms with your life.

"Dear brothers, don't get me wrong. I'm hungry and want to eat something, but I don't want to disturb you. I'll leave now, leave now."

After saying that, the passerby was embarrassed and half-left, and the slightest bit of kindness had long been thrown into the sewer next to the road.

Seeing passers-by leave, the strong men slowly retreated back to the store.

After a moment, the voice of discussion broke the silence and the streets suddenly became noisy.

"It's another guy with sympathy. He deserves it when he leaves in shame."

"Who said no? It seems that only they in the world know how to pity. For the sake of that insignificant sympathy, it is a blessing to destroy Mr. Yan's elegant pleasure. It is a blessing to be able to leave safely."

"The weak always hope to numb themselves by relieving people who are weaker than themselves, but the world has changed. Even such a simple behavior needs to be defined by the strong. Without strength, they cannot even help others."

"Reason for these things, come and drink."

Lu Zhao heard these words in his ears.

He didn't care about the strong men. From beginning to end, his eyes were fixed on the eyes of the teenagers who were locked in shackles. However, he found that the eyes of these teenagers had not changed at all from beginning to end.

This means that they are numb.

"Probably, too many such things have happened." Lu Zhao, who had been silent, spoke, his voice cold, as if he was soaked in the river water, the cold moon shone.

From the small to the big, Lu Zhao already knew what this world had evolved into.

"Once upon a time, I became a god in a peaceful era, but rebellion made me wish I was born in a great era of war."

My mind was suddenly hit by a huge force and trembled.

A kind of introspection about the general trend poured out from the gap, countless roaring torrents intersected, and howling sounds sounded, shaking the sky.

"Well, I have changed an era and given strength to some of the roots and bones of sentient beings."

The waves, which were as powerful as a tornado, played a crazy rhythm in Lu Zhao's heart, and rushed forward and communicated with the sky.

However, the power of no restraint made the original social order like a piece of glass hit, instantly destroyed.

"But now, the world is in chaos, and I am reminding me at all times that it is better to go back to the orderly era in the past."

My heart was like a sharp turn, and the vortex lost its motivation and disappeared in his heart.

"However, I have no ability to turn this world back into its former track, and I have been wiped out."

Speaking of this, Lu Zhao pursed his lips, closed his eyes, frowned, and tried to use these actions to block the thoughts in his heart.

Yes, he knows how to reflect on himself, and he has also used self-reflection to cleanse his mind.

But what he washed away was the self-heart, the lack of knowledge, human nature... all kinds of experiences made him unable to grasp the overall situation at all.

"After all, I underestimated people's hearts. I was wrong, really wrong, ha..."

Lu Zhao laughed at himself, slowly stood up, picked up a dead branch falling from the ancient tree beside him, supported his body, looked around in a daze, the autumn wind was slightly cool, and he found the direction where the light of the aura in his heart was, and stood up and walked forward.


Chapter completed!