Chapter 13世间悲恶 The World's Sorrow
The old woman muttered as she went out, warming Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu's hearts.
Hearing the sound of rice pounding outside again, Fang Xiaoyu curiously peered towards the door, then looked around the drafty room with interest.
The room was very simple, with only a dirty, smelly bed, some simple cooking utensils, and a small, low table with two small stools under their bottoms.
"This old woman is so pitiful. Her home is so dilapidated. She must have suffered a lot. It's really sad. I've never seen such a poor place before."
Fang Xiaoyu sighed, but suddenly saw Wan Lei's sharp gaze.
Wan Lei put his index finger to his lips, made a "shush" gesture, then sat down next to Fang Xiaoyu and said loudly,
"I'm too tired. Let's rest for a while."
Then, he put his arms on his knees and his forehead on his arms, pretending to doze off.
Seeing this, Fang Xiaoyu followed suit, leaning her head on his shoulder and closing her eyes.
"This little girl is smart, but she's still a pampered little princess. She doesn't understand the complexity of people's hearts. In this regard, she's not as experienced as Wan Lei."
The black-clad youth leaned against the doorframe, smiling at the white-clad youth leaning against the other side of the doorframe.
"Indeed, this aspect cannot be compensated by intelligence alone. This little girl is good. With some experience, she can be of great use."
"What? You've taken a liking to her?"
"...Go to hell, I, Xia Dayu, am not the kind of person who steals wives and daughters. I am only loyal to my Xiaoyu. I don't see any other women. I'm saying that she can be entrusted with important tasks in the future."
"Please be clearer, include the surname. Your wife calls me Xiaoyu, my wife also calls Xiaoyu, Fire Immortal Venerable and Wood Immortal Venerable all call Xiaoyu, and this Fang Xiaoyu also calls Xiaoyu. How do I know which Xiaoyu you are talking about?"
"...Damn it, your Xiaoyus are all mine, okay."
"Look, you're still thinking about other people's wives. You're a Cao thief."
"...Are you going to die? Why don't you go create your Earth Immortal Secret Realm and keep hanging around here? If you really have nothing to do, go patrol the Prime Plane. Just seeing you annoys me."
"I won't go, no rush, I just like to see you get frustrated."
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Accompanied by the old woman's "thump, thump, thump" rice pounding, slight snores gradually came from the room.
It seemed they were really exhausted, able to fall asleep sitting up.
An old man walked from the west side of the village.
The old man hunched over, carrying a hoe on his shoulder and a dead rabbit in his hand.
"Old woman, let me tell you something rare. Today, I was dozing off by a tree stump in the field, and I heard a bang, scaring me half to death. I got up and looked, and guess what? A rabbit crashed into that tree stump and died.
We can have a good meal tonight. I'll go guard it there tomorrow. Maybe another rabbit will crash into it."
The old man's face beamed with joy, waiting for his wife to praise him. He looked up and saw his wife repeatedly shushing him.
"What's wrong?"
Walking up to his wife, the old man asked softly.
"What's that rabbit of yours? There are two big rabbits in the house."
"Big rabbits?"
"Come on, let's talk behind the house."
The old woman looked around, and the two tiptoed to the back of the house.
"Let me tell you, two young people came today, claiming to be criminals. Bah, I don't believe it.
That girl even said, 'Oh, look how poor this family is, so pitiful.'
Look at their delicate skin and the material of their clothes. Although they're dirty, I can see clearly that they're definitely good people. Criminals don't wear such good clothes, and they've never lived in good houses.
I reckon they're just down on their luck."
"Wow, this is like a pie falling from the sky."
"Isn't it? These good people only know how to oppress us on weekdays, and now they've finally fallen into our hands.
In a while, I'll put some medicine in their food. You go call those men, and after they're knocked out, we'll kill them.
They're covered in treasures. Just those clothes can be exchanged for a lot of food in the city's slums.
And their delicate skin, those criminals in the city love to eat that kind of thing, and we can sell them for a good price."
"Don't they usually not eat..."
"But these are good people, understand? They hate good people so much."
"That's true, but don't kill that girl. I caught a glimpse of her just now, she's pretty. Selling her alive will fetch a better price. Those men in the city are all greedy for these good women."
"You men only think about these things. Fine, that's settled then. Kill the man, strip the woman naked, tie her up, and take her to the city early tomorrow morning."
"Okay."
"Who are you? What are you eavesdropping on?!"
Just as the two old folks were plotting, a sudden shout came from behind them.
The two were scared out of their wits and immediately turned around.
Then, they felt a sharp pain in their chests. They widened their eyes and looked down, seeing two swords protruding from their chests.
Fang Xiaoyu pulled out her sword, and blood spilled from the corners of the two old folks' mouths as they fell powerlessly to the ground.
As for Wan Lei, the hammer in his hand had already smashed the head of the person who discovered them.
The man's dying scream broke the silence of the small village.
The village didn't have a large population, only a dozen or so, with only four or five strong men.
Soon, four strong men and three or five old men and women came rushing over with hoes and scythes.
When they saw the three bodies lying on the ground, they were not afraid, but rather extremely angry.
"What grudge did Old Wang and his wife and Xu Feng have against you? You actually killed them! I thought you weren't good people when you first arrived. You really came to rob and kill.
Villagers, kill them!"
The leading strong man charged over with a hoe, and the others followed suit.
Perhaps they thought that with their numbers, dealing with two young people would be a piece of cake.
Although Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu had lost their cultivation, they were battle-hardened and could easily deal with a few commoners.
They acted decisively, without any hesitation or mercy.
In the blink of an eye, all these people fell into a pool of blood.
Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu stood still, motionless.
"From what the old woman and the others said, we can tell they've done this kind of thing many times."
Wan Lei sighed.
"How can people be so evil..."
Fang Xiaoyu looked dejected and somewhat lost.
The white-clad youth and the black-clad youth knew what they were thinking and feeling.
"These two haven't experienced these things, haven't seen the baseness of the lowest level of society, don't know what it means for poor mountains and evil waters to produce wicked people, and think that people should all be like you, with outstanding talents and the ability to summon wind and rain.
But in this world, most are still those unknown, ordinary people.
The world is full of fools, therefore the world is full of suffering.
The world is full of suffering, therefore the world is full of evil.
They should also see what is...
The world's sorrow."