Wang Haotian believed it was true more than hallucination. Wang Haotian could feel the familiar hunger. At this moment, he smelled a very fresh and fragrant smell coming from outside the house. Wang Haotian was far away. You can hear the sound of rice bowls clashing, and there is also a smell of wine inside.
He was not the only one. Yao Wu also swallowed his saliva and looked over. He saw the old man Yu and the strong man from yesterday holding a big pot outside and lighting a fire in this extremely cold situation. What was familiar was that there was still a small flame on the table, and he was actually holding his breath. The difference today was that there were two more unfamiliar faces, probably friends of Old Man Yu or something like that.
There were several monks following Yao Wu who were also helpless and looked pitiful. Qing Tiao was standing in the corner. At the same time, there was a monk beside him who had closed his eyes, but his brows were relaxed and tense from time to time. It's hard to imagine what this monk is doing. Wang Haotian has some impressions of this young cultivator. His cultivation is only at the early stage of the Golden Core, and it is still very unstable. His appearance is very charming, with black hair hanging down his shoulders, a childish face, and a slight Soft, innocent-looking pretty face.
What is the name of this little monk? Wang Haotian searched for a while and then two words appeared in his mind, Li Yi, and then he hid in the corner like Qing Tiao and the others, silently feeling the increasingly intense hunger. He hadn't felt it for a long time. Wang Haotian sighed, Let the food and wine outside invade your nose.
At the same time, Wang Haotian also noticed a small figure. Jun Weiyang was not far away from him, as if he was sleeping. His white face was full of silence, with a few strands of hair covering his cheeks. He looked strangely cute, but Wang Haotian But he smiled silently and said, "Are you planning to rely on sleep to deal with hunger?"
On the other hand, Qing Tiao also squinted his eyes to deal with it, and Yao Qinghuan beside him also followed suit.
"Hey, do you guys want a bowl of fresh fish soup? It's hot." Old Yu sat on the chair with ice cubes, his legs spread wide, holding fish soup in one hand, his face flushed, it seemed to be from wine. The reason is that the fish soup in his hands is tempting Yao Wu and the others like fish bait. Old Yu’s voice is not loud, but it is particularly loud in this quiet small fishing village.
Then Old Man Yu took a big sip of the soup.
"Should we go, Brother Yao, I feel that this is not tempering our will, but torturing us." The monk closest to Yao Wu suggested. These words were like scratching an itch, and Yao Wu didn't know what to do. .
"Junior brother, come back. After we monks die, our bodies will not disappear for hundreds of years, and ten years of hunger will not cause any problems." Qing Tiao guided Yao Wu like a candlelight at this time.
"Alas." Yao Wu sighed, and silently returned to Qing Tiao to follow suit. In the following time, Wang Haotian and others closed their eyes to rest, and their hunger became more and more intense. He had an illusion that he felt Not far away, Jun Weiyang seemed to taste quite good, with a white and tender texture... but it quickly faded away.
Outside, there are all kinds of big fish, meat, and fresh wine on display every day. The people here change a lot of new faces every day. Except for the old man Yu, the black-haired strong man often muttered: "No one comes to accompany you." Shall I drink?" This sentence made my classmates laugh.
In the afternoon after eight days, two people couldn't resist the tempting "bait" and stepped out of the house. The moment they stepped out, a cold and malicious wave struck them, invading their internal organs. One is in the middle stage of Yuan Jindan, and the other is in the early stage of Jindan. It is the fair-faced boy-Li Yi!
Qing Tiao looked up at Li Yi and wanted to reach out to stop him, but Li Yi's stiff behavior told Qing Tiao of his determination. Li Yi nodded to Qing Tiao, expressing a determination. He, who has the lowest cultivation level, , something is going to change.
There is only one motivation in Li Yi's heart, and that is to eat that delicious fish soup and drink that hot wine. He was born as a commoner. He knows better than anyone that he has the weakest cultivation and his physical condition.
Ten years is what they can achieve. The situation here is special, but unlike what Qing Tiao said, after ten years, perhaps eating fish soup is the only way out.
Li Yi stood out in everyone's eyes at this moment. Another monk with him cast a firm look at him. That person was the unknown Wang Haotian!
"Are you really going?" Qing Tiao opened his eyes and asked: "This training is to train the mind. Can't you stand this temptation? Brother Wang?" He didn't know what Wang Haotian was thinking, he just thought that he You're really fooling around, or you've lost your mind.
"Yes...there is no need to give up, these two little brothers." Several monks began to persuade Wang Haotian and Li Yi, while Yao Wu continued to squint his eyes indifferently.
"Brother Qing! Thank you for taking care of me for many days."
"Well, thank you"
Li Yi and Wang Haotian looked at each other and spoke in unison. Their expressions were a little pale, but their eyes were shrewder than the others. It was a greedy look.
"Yeah" Qing Tiao looked at the eyes of the two people and nodded. The hair on his forehead was a little dull. These days, his body was getting more and more haggard like a mortal, and he was a little weak. But he firmly believed that it was an illusion, a practice to temper his mind, and closed the door. Eyes indicate acquiescence to them.
The small room was filled with deathly silence, and the flame still protected them from the "cold". A trace of smoke emerged, wrapping around Wang Haotian's body. The hunger for many days made his desire stronger. Obviously, the demonic nature was not affected by Yuanli Cui, but it seemed to be influencing Wang Haotian in a subtle way.
Under the gaze of everyone, Wang Haotian and Li Yi raised their feet and walked slowly out. The joints of their ankles, which had been stiff for a long time, began to creak. At the same time, Jun Weiyang opened her eyes and glanced at Wang Haotian, then closed them as a farewell... …
Wang Haotian realized that his body had a premonition of something and began to feel faintly hot. He subconsciously licked his tongue. Li Yi on the side walked towards the old man Yu in a daze. The distance was less than a hundred miles but it was as difficult as climbing to the sky.
Among the few people in the distance, they have been drinking and discussing cultivation here recently. How happy they are! They had everything they wanted, including wine and meat, especially the fish soup that had been simmering for several days. They didn't touch the fish soup these days and just drank. I wonder if it was a "trap" specially prepared for the people in the small room.
Li Yi's fair face was a little pale, and as soon as he stepped out of his right foot, a bone-chilling pain invaded his bones. A moan came, small but dull, knocking in the dead silence of the room.
The two weakest ones couldn't resist the temptation and went to hell, or...Wang Haotian put aside common sense and gambled. If he survived for ten years as Qing Tiao said, then his physical body could survive for decades, but... …It can’t be that simple!
This cold only made him feel the pain deep in his soul, and he felt the pain in his bones, since he wanted to temper his mind! ! !
Why use such a little trick! ! ! Wang Haotian's mind echoed with what Old Man Yu said, "The trial has officially begun...ten years...", and he followed Li Yi fiercely.
Li Yi and Wang Haotian are becoming more and more purposeful!
