Suddenly, a shocking sword intent flowed from Yan Jinghong's sword, and the sword intent instantly enveloped an area of more than ten feet in radius.
Mu Yu was also enveloped in Yan Jinghong's sword intent.
Everything around me has changed, and before me is a very strange country.
What's even more frightening is that Mu Yu turned into a little boy under ten years old with tattered clothes.
"Who am I? Where is this?"
Mu Yu seemed to have lost his memory, walking blankly on the bustling streets. Everything unfamiliar here made him fearful.
"Gudu..."
Mu Yu's stomach growled, and hunger crawled into his body.
"I'm so hungry. I really want to eat."
Mu Yu was so hungry that he felt dizzy. His body felt weak and he couldn't muster any strength at all.
"What does it smell like? It smells so good."
Already very hungry, he suddenly smelled the aroma of meat, and his stomach growled louder.
I followed the fragrance as I walked along, and I found out that the source of the fragrance was a steamed bun shop.
"Mom, I want to eat steamed buns."
A little girl of eight or nine years old held her mother's hand and pointed to the bun shop.
"Xiao Yue, be good. Mom will buy it for you right now."
The mother touched the little girl's forehead lovingly, then bought two buns and handed them into the little girl's hands.
"Delicious."
The little girl took a bite of the bun, revealing the crescent moon, with a look of enjoyment on her face.
Mu Yu looked at the meat bun in the little girl's hand, his mouth watering.
"Little beggar, what are you looking at!"
The little girl who was eating the meat buns suddenly realized that Mu Yu, who had yellow complexion and ragged clothes, had been staring at her closely, and a look of displeasure suddenly appeared on his little face.
"I want to eat steamed buns too, can you give me one?" Mu Yu looked at the little girl pitifully.
"You are a stinky beggar. Instead of looking for food in the garbage heap, you actually want to eat my steamed buns."
The little girl's face was full of disdain, and she hated Mu Yu extremely.
Seeing the buns in the little girl's hands being swallowed into her stomach one by one, Mu Yu could only salivate.
Gradually, the hunger in his belly made him lose his mind.
Regardless of the consequences, he rushed directly in front of the little girl, snatched the remaining half of the bun from the little girl's hand, and then swallowed it directly into his mouth.
"You actually stole my buns, why don't you die, you stinky beggar!"
The little girl looked very angry and shouted harshly.
Her voice suddenly attracted her mother and the owner of the bun shop.
"Mom, this stinky beggar took away my buns and ate them." The little girl started crying.
"You stinky beggar, you stole my daughter's buns, damn it! Damn it!"
When the mother heard the little girl crying, she rushed over and pushed Mu Yu to the ground.
Mu Yu's head hit the floor hard, and blood kept flowing down.
"You actually stole my guest's buns. Come on, beat this stinky beggar to death!"
Several young and strong men rushed out of the bun shop, holding several long sticks in their hands, and greeted Mu Yu who was lying on the ground without mercy.
"Pa bang bang..."
Mu Yu was beaten by them until he curled up on the ground, covered with bruises. He was already weak and dying, and the scene in front of him gradually became blurred.
"Am I going to die?"
Although Mu Yu was confused, he also understood what death was like.
He didn't regret that he had just snatched half of the little girl's bun.
He just regretted that half of the bun was swallowed by him without even tasting it.
At this moment, his biggest wish is not to survive, but to be a full-blooded ghost.