Fei Qiu

(T/N: Fei Qiu – Slang for person with the worst luck)

There was no candle in the cellar, and Shen Leyan couldn’t see his senior brother’s expression in the darkness.

But the other party didn’t continue to move the bluestone slab at the entrance of the cellar. After a long while, he sighed and said.

“You are right… It’s all my fault that I didn’t listen to you and go back to the sect to find the cultivators this morning.”

Shen Leyan: “… It’s also my fault that I always slept during class before and failed to convince you with knowledge.”

“What should we do now?”

“No matter whether there is a real fire outside, the bluestone slab on the cellar is fireproof, and the fire can’t burn here. The other party should not know that we are here, so we will wait here until dawn.”

If there really was a fire, Yunxi Sect would definitely notice it, and they could leave when the sect’s cultivators arrived.

“That’s all we can do… I hope the other junior brothers and sisters are safe.”

They waited in the cellar for a while. They could gradually feel the rolling heat waves coming from the bluestone slabs near the entrance.

The shouting outside did not weaken, but became louder and louder. The tone gradually became distorted, not like the sound that people could make.

“There’s a fire – someone come – where are the people? Where are the people?”

“Where are the people? Where are the people? Where are the people?!”

It seemed that because they couldn’t find prey in the fire, the voices of men, women, old and young outside gradually merged into extremely sharp roars, filled with violent anger, echoing in their ears.

Shen Leyan immediately covered his ears, but still felt the sound outside piercing his eardrums sharply, almost piercing his temples.

The senior brother cursed “Fuck”.

 If they continue like this, they will not be burned to death by the fire, but their ears will definitely go deaf.

“Brother, did you bring any magic tools and talismans when you went down the mountain? For example, the sound transmission talisman, the demon suppression talisman, etc.”

The sound transmission talisman can immediately notify the sect to rescue people.

The demon suppression talisman can imprison demons for a moment. If the demon’s power is not very strong, it can even be imprisoned for several hours.

The senior brother’s voice was a little trembling: “… Do you think talismans are cabbages? Even many inner disciples with spiritual roots can’t afford a talisman.”

Shen Leyan trembled with him: “Then there must be someone in the sect who can cure deafness?”

While talking, the bluestone slab above their heads suddenly made a loud noise. Several cracks spread rapidly on the surface of the slab, and broken stones fell down with a crackling sound.

The twisted and sharp voice outside became close in an instant. It was just across the distance of the bluestone slab that was about to break completely.

 “Found~someone~!”

The demon’s voice was jubilant, as if he was still drooling.

Shen Leyan clenched the sickle tightly while calling the system frantically in his heart.

“Xiaodu, Xiaodu, Xiaodu! Didn’t you say that it would take half a day to repair? The time should be up now, where is the system?!”

Xiaodu: “Dear host, theoretically the repair time has indeed come…”

Shen Leyan: “Just tell me if I have won the jackpot and won the 0.5% chance of successful repair.”

“Fei Qiu should have a clear understanding of their luck.”

“…”

Seeing that his host was about to kill the demon with a sickle, Xiaodu quickly persuaded him.

“Originally, if the repair was successful, the host would get the golden finger of ‘reading minds’ and could hear the voices of everyone around him.”

Reading minds, it sounds good. Don’t mention that he doesn’t have this ability now, even if he has it, it’s useless for him to read the mind of an arsonist!

 Before dying, should he listen to whether this demon likes to eat human meat barbecue?

Xiaodu saw that the host’s face was frighteningly cold, and silently swallowed the second half of the sentence.

Now there are a few problems in the repair. The host’s voice can be heard by the destined people in this world.

The host is in a very bad mood now, so he won’t tell him this sad news.

Xiaodu: “Of course, because it is my fault that Quantum Mechanics damaged my brain when I transmigrated, I-I will compensate the host.”

“Crack!”

The bluestone slab broke into two halves, turning into large and small stones.

The dark cellar was immediately illuminated by the bright fire outside.

Their eyes could not adapt to such light for a while, and physiological tears were stimulated. Shen Leyan forced himself to open his eyes wide. The one looking down at them from the cellar was not the three-headed, six-armed, green-faced and fanged demon as imagined, but a circle of villagers.

 To be precise, it was more like a group of people who were burned to death and came back to life.

The villagers had been burned to pieces by the fire, with charred flesh all over their bodies. It was impossible for them to survive such serious injuries.

But they could make sounds.

“Found~you~!”

Saliva dripped from their mouths like hungry wolves.

The charred hand flexibly grabbed his neck.

“Souls from another world are the~best~to~eat~!”

Shen Leyan swung a sickle quickly, and hit his senior brother who was stunned in place.

“Go to the cellar to get some water to cover your mouth and nose!”

The fire outside was very big, and the smoke was thick. If you didn’t cover your mouth and nose, you would soon lose consciousness.

The senior brother woke up as if from a dream. He quickly tore off his clothes and soaked the cloth strips in the water tank in the cellar.

 “Xiaodu, kill the arsonist now, and that will be your compensation to me!”

Xiaodu: “…The system cannot help the host fight. I will compensate the host with a top-grade spiritual root.”

“No!”

“Just give the host a wind spiritual root.”

Shen Leyan chopped off a charred hand of a villager while retreating into the cellar.

There were too many villagers outside. They squeezed him so hard that he could hardly move, so he had to retreat into room.

“I said no!”

Xiaodu felt guilty for a while when he remembered that the host’s voice could be heard by the destined person.

“Then compensate a little more. You can make another request, which is not to destroy the balance of the world too much.”

Shen Leyan was about to say that if he gave him 1 billion demon-breaking talismans, he could wipe out all the demons in the world by himself, but he got stuck when he heard it.

 “I want to transmit the sound!”

“No problem!”

Shen Leyan looked at the talisman that appeared out of thin air in front of him and shouted: “Lu Yuanyi, a demon is setting fire to the village under your Yunxi Sect. Come and kill him!!!”

The sound transmission note lit up and recorded his words.

“Transmit to Yunxi Sect!”

The sound transmission note disappeared instantly.

In the cellar, his senior brother handed him a wet cloth strip and used a hoe to help him fend off the strange villagers pouring in from outside.

When people are panicking and afraid, they like to chat to relieve stress.

“Shen Leyan, I just heard you calling the sect master’s name.”

“Yeah.”

“You don’t expect the sect master to come here to save us, do you?”

In the original novel, although Lu Yuanyi’s temperament is as lonely as a monk, he is indeed the kind of big man who cares about the people in the novel.

It should be impossible to watch the disciples of his own sect die without saving them.

“The sect master is busy with all kinds of things, how could he–“

A bright sword light fell from the sky. It was more dazzling than lightning, and like frost and snow. The sea of ​​fire was split in half like paper wherever it passed, leaving a dark road, and the raging fire was extinguished in an instant, without even a spark left.

Senior Brother: “O.O.”