Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 73
Soon.

An Le almost figured out the meaning of this entry.

"This is equivalent to a small entry nested in a large entry."

"It's kind of like... a mod?"

"Or, enchantment?"

Standing in the snow, An Le murmured to herself.

The [Armor] on his body was icy cold.

It not only absorbs the cold, but releases it!

An Le picked up a piece of firewood from the ground.

With a slight movement of the mind, icy power surged out of the gray substance, freezing the firewood into popsicles within two or three seconds.

"What a strong cold power!"

He sighed.

In the cold and freezing spiritual disaster, this entry is worth a thousand gold.

Let Anle's overall strength increase by a large amount in an instant.

However, he is still not prepared to travel far in reality.

The food reserves at home are sufficient, and there is no shortage of firewood, accompanied by beauties and demons.

What more bike!

Honestly, it’s not fragrant to stay at home and cat winter, isn’t it?
If you really want to go out for an adventure, let yourself in the deduction work hard.

An Le stretched his body a little, then went back to the house to warm up by the fire.

By the way, prepare to make a hearty breakfast to replenish Su Dai's body.

******
In the blink of an eye, another five days passed.

I don't know if it is An Le's illusion.

Maybe [Shengzao Pagoda] played some role.

He felt that his luck in reality seemed to have improved a bit.

Although there are monsters and evil spirits visiting during these five days.

But either they walked around outside and left, or they tended to be weak.

Instead of causing any damage to An Le, it became the food in his and Su Dai's belly, adding another meal to him.

However, the deduction process was not so smooth.

Most died of bizarre accidents.

Today, An Le already has a clearer understanding of the future in the deduction.

Deduction does have the ability to predict the future.

But that's just one possibility for the future.

For example, he chose to go out in the deduction, but in reality he chose to stay at home.

Two different choices will trigger a series of subsequent chain reactions, leading to completely different endings.

Like a branching route in a text adventure game.

Even if An Le acts according to the deduced process as much as possible, there may be some unexpected factors.

Because, after learning the results of the deduction, his thinking and mental state are different from before.

They are already two different individuals.

An Le heard a sentence before.

The result of divination has subtly changed when the fortune teller knows about it.

Of course, this is just Anle's experience.

Most of the time, the information given in the deduction is accurate.

For example, at this time.

dong dong!

Outside, there was a knock on the door.

"Friend Daoist An! Is Fellow Daoist An here?"

This is the voice of Ma Laoliu.

Su Dai frowned slightly, a little surprised.

In this cold night, will anyone come to your door?
An Le was not surprised, she also had no intention of opening the door, but just shouted inside the door.

"What's the matter, Fellow Daoist Ma?"

"If you came here for food, please go back!"

"I don't have any extra food here."

Hearing this, Su Dai also showed vigilance.

In such an environment, neighbors who were originally kind and friendly may be forced to become murderers with malicious intentions.

Not to mention, Ma Laoliu was not considered a good person in the first place.

In the snow outside the door.

Ma Laoliu was shivering from the cold, and the words he wanted to speak were blocked in his throat, and he was shocked.

"How did he know what I wanted to ask?"

But still said loudly.

"Don't be joking, how can the food stored by An Daoyou run out so quickly?"

"I would like to spend Lingshi to buy it."

The words were sincere, and also revealed a little bit of pity.

"To be honest, my family has been out of food for two days."

"Friend Daoist An, please, just sell me a little for the neighbor's sake."

Speaking of this, if there is no peace before the deduction, maybe the heart will really soften.

But now, he just sneered in his heart and never let go.

"There is really no more food left. Fellow Daoist Ma, please go back!"

Su Dai glanced at the full rice vat in the house, with a strange expression on her face.

However, she would not help outsiders, silently listening to Ma Laoliu's footsteps walking away.

Wait until the other party leaves.

An Le didn't explain too much, just sighed softly: "I'm saving him."

******
In the cold night.

There was no snow in the sky, only the howling wind.

As time went on, the intensity of the wind and snow finally decreased, and the temperature rose slightly.

Ordinary qi cultivators also began to take the initiative to leave the house.

You can't go out!
Although many people listened to the ghost-faced man's words and hoarded food in advance.

But in so many days of cold nights, they basically ate almost nothing from their food reserves.

Moreover, there are still some people who don't have much food in the first place.

Ma Lao Liu is one of them.

Before the disaster, he didn't believe the ghost-masked man's nonsense at all, and he even sneered at the reminder of the neighbor's peace.

He also secretly laughed at people who hoarded food.

However, after the disaster, his mood was only four words——

Sorry for the first time!

In fact, Ma Laoliu really didn't lie to An Le, he had indeed been out of food for two days.

The reason why he was able to survive the previous days was because he went out a few times during heavy snow days, killed several neighbors, and brought some food back.

In the block they are in, there are only two families left in Anle and Ma Laoliu.

Most of them died from evil spirits and monsters.

There are also some people who died at the hands of Ma Laoliu.

Among them were a pair of mortal mother and daughter, two casual practitioners in the early stage of Qi training, and a family of four.

It's just that mortals and casual cultivators didn't have much food in themselves, and it was almost consumed in the cold night, so he set his sights on An Le.

On the way home.

The more Ma Laoliu thought about it, the more wrong he became: "The one named An must still have food!"

"He's lying to me!"

Ma Laoliu can remember that An Le made sufficient preparations before the spiritual disaster.

It is absolutely impossible to be eaten in such a short few days.

I'm afraid, there are not many!
Greedy thoughts moved in his heart, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

However, he is not a reckless person.

"With my strength, I might not be his opponent."

"Got to get some help..."

Ma Laoliu thought of the Qinghu Gang who were mopping up the street next door.

Another change brought about by the warmer weather is the revival of the activities of gang forces.

That's exactly what it said-

Stock up on food but not guns, your home is a granary!
Fighting and fighting among immortal cultivators is nothing more than normal.

In order to survive, the gang members will naturally unite and rob houses in an organized way.

It is predictable that at first, people still plundered for food.

But once the sweetness of violence is tasted, this kind of evil will continue to spread like wildfire on the wasteland.

After thinking about it for a while, Ma Laoliu decided to take this news as a vote and join the Qinghu Gang.

As a gambler, he feels that now is the time to gamble.

If he succeeds, he will be able to join the Green Tiger Gang as a matter of course, and he will not have to worry about his life for the time being.

No, and it will not be worse than the current situation.

Making a decision in his heart, Ma Laoliu murmured.

"Don't blame me, I was forced too!"

"If you want to blame, blame this damn spiritual disaster!"

He turned around and was about to rush towards the direction of the Linghu Gang.

Suddenly, a faint sigh was heard in the ear.

"Yes."

"If you want to blame, blame this spiritual disaster..."

A terrifying figure covered in gray armor appeared behind Ma Laoliu, incompatible with the white snow, like an ominous ghost.

He felt the strange breath, his complexion changed drastically, and his whole body began to tremble.

"You! You are—"

The voice stopped abruptly.

His throat was tightly strangled by a big hand.

Under the huge force, together with the blood vessels and trachea, they were crushed violently.

On the pure white snow, there was a touch of bright red.

　The explanation about the future is very metaphysical, but since it is in this book, it is still based on this setting.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)