Chapter 59 Corpse Eating

At the same time, the human world.

Deep in the mountains, there is a beautiful village surrounded by mountains and rivers.

The afterglow of the setting sun, the gurgling water, the simple wooden bridge, the dilapidated houses and the muddy paths all together depict a wonderful scene in the world.

Dusk has arrived, and plumes of smoke rise above the village.

But there was a bunch of smoke that seemed out of place with the surrounding companions.

It is somewhat far away from them.

The source of the smoke is a dusty wooden house.

Even though the wooden house is far away from the corner of the village, it seems to be isolated.

An old voice came from the wooden house: "Ben, there is no water at home. Go to the river to get some water."

Soon a younger voice responded to her: "Okay. I'll go now."

A young man wearing animal skins carried a wooden bucket and happily jumped out of the yard.

Behind him was a group of furry shadows, and while its four short legs moved rapidly, it also made a strange cry of "嘤嘤嘤".

The young man is called Ban and he is an orphan.

He wandered around when he was a child, and was finally adopted by a kind old woman in this village.

After growing up, he once went out to explore, boasting that he would go to the end of the world. But not long after, he came back with a newly born black wolf pup. The pup was missing a piece of fur and was very small.

ugly.

Ben liked it very much and named it Hei. The young wolf also liked him very much. No matter where he went, he would follow him like a little tail.

No one knew how far Ben had gone, and no one asked. Ban himself didn't care.

He seemed to have forgotten his heroic words.

But since then, the old woman and Ban moved out of the village without any warning.

On the muddy path leading to the river, Ban stopped with a smile.

"Hey!" he screamed, turning around and touching the cute little wolf's head. The wolf looked like he was enjoying it, and his two bright, flickering eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

But in Ben's eyes, besides the shadow of the wolf cub, there was also a vague figure.

"Believe in your own feelings and follow your heart." The vague figure said.

Ben didn't pay attention.

These days, this vague figure always appears in the field of vision inexplicably. It can be seen but cannot be touched.

He's used to it.

After fetching water at the river, Ben started on his way back.

He glanced at the horizon, and the last rays of the setting sun covered him in a golden-red battle suit.

"Is it getting dark?" he said.

He yelled behind him: "It's time for a walk, Black."

The young wolf ran towards him happily.

Ben carried a wooden bucket and walked slowly on the muddy path. From time to time, a little water from the bucket spilled out, watering the yellow wild flowers on both sides of the road.

He walked in front, often stopping after walking for a while. When the wolf cub approached, he would continue forward. At this time, the wolf cub would also jump on its four short legs and run towards Ben.

He rubbed Ben's calf affectionately.

The blurry figure in the field of vision appeared again.

Ban was a little impatient, so he took the lead: "Believe in your own feelings and listen to your heart."

"Come and go, just these two sentences, I can recite them."

The blurry figure was speechless. But Ben felt that there seemed to be a faint chuckle from him in the wind?

Illusion? Or...

…

In the quiet and peaceful village, the atmosphere is not so harmonious.

The villagers gathered together. Each of them held a torch, and their faces were filled with pride in fighting for survival.

"Burn him, burn that wolf!" someone shouted excitedly.

"Burn that monster!" someone echoed.

Some people's expressions were full of hesitation: "What should I do with Emma? She is very old and needs to be taken care of."

The murmurs of these few were soon drowned out by the excited crowd.

They howled excitedly: "I can't care less. If we don't kill them now, the wolf will eat us when it grows up."

The calls became louder and more intense, gradually converging into a unified cry: "Burn them to death, burn them to death, burn them to death..."

The crowd squirmed out of the village in a mighty manner, moving forward unstoppably like a world-destroying flood.

In the distance, the red sun was completely swallowed up by the mountains.

it's dark……

…

Ben walked cheerfully towards home, with the wolf cub following behind him.

There are firelights and people's roars in the distance.

He was startled and subconsciously hid behind a big tree.

Relying on the shelter of the big trees, he could see the burning wooden house in the distance.

The struggling and twisted figure in the flaming ruins seemed to have seen him, and her old and sad cry suddenly sounded in the night sky:

"Ban, run away!"

"Take your wolf and run away far away, and don't come back again..."

Ben recognized the person immediately: "Grandma Emma!?"

He exclaimed, looking sad and disbelieving.

"There, that monster is there!" Excited screams came from the crowd in the distance.

Ban hurriedly picked up the cub and ran away.

In his desperation, he didn't notice that he accidentally pinched the young wolf's neck. Because of his panic, he used too much force on his hand.

He didn't dare to look back, and he didn't dare to let go.

The young wolf screamed in his hands. The screams became weaker and weaker...

After running for an unknown amount of time, Ben panted heavily and stopped.

He couldn't run anymore.

Looking behind me, I saw that the chasing villagers had disappeared.

Ben leaned against a big tree, and it took him a while to regain his breath.

He looked into his arms: "Hei, we..."

The sound stopped suddenly.

There was no sadness or joy on Ben's face. It seemed to be a kind of indifference that he had been mentally prepared for.

In the field of vision, a blurry figure appeared again. This time, he just appeared, but no sound was heard.

Ben said to him: "It should rain."

The black shadow nodded. A heavy rain poured down.

When Ben saw this, he sat down against the big tree and put the wolf cub on his lap, soaking in the heavy rain.

"You have always guided me, are you satisfied now?" he said.

Blurred figure: "It's all your doing, it has nothing to do with me."

"You always knew where the contradiction was, but you chose to escape it."

"You think you are running away from me, but in fact, who knows."

Ban smiled: "Yeah. I've always known it, and I've thought about it. I just don't want to face it."

"Take me away and take what you want from me."

Blurred figure: "Close your eyes and don't struggle like you did when you were a kid."

"Your journey is over."

Ben smiled and closed his eyes.

he died.

The blurred figures became clear.

He is Linkos, a remnant of the last era.

He glanced into the distance.

The village is quiet and there is no wind or rain.

The afterglow of the setting sun, the gurgling water, the simple wooden bridge, the dilapidated houses and the muddy paths all together depict a wonderful scene in the world.

It is a bit far away from the village, and the dusty wooden houses in front of us are very abrupt.

In front of the wooden house, the young man with shabby clothes and sallow complexion stood out even more.

Linkos picked up the putrid corpse of the young wolf in the boy's arms and threw it aside casually.

A sharp dagger appeared in his hand, and strips of bright red flesh dripping with blood were stuffed into his mouth.

Linkos' movements were very slow, as if he was completing some kind of sacred ritual.

Feeling the growing burning sensation in his belly, he seemed to be able to see the fennel branch and the increasingly blazing flames on it.

He smiled brightly and whispered to the corpse with visible ribs in front of him:

"Thank you for your legacy."

"You taste really good."

Street diary: roses and wine, the entrance is clear but the aftertaste is strong. I drank half a catty and was slightly tipsy.
Chapter completed!