At 10:30 am.

Interior hall of the refuge.

A group of people surrounded them, and several guard soldiers in black skins gently placed several corpses that had lost their breath into the dug pit, one of which was a middle-aged woman with a peaceful expression.

That's Aunt Liu.

Then there was a gentle sound of digging the ground.

Here, there are no tombstones, and even no burials.

In order to avoid infection, all dead people will be buried in soil pits, burned in a concentrated manner, and then buried with soil.

The middle-aged man holding a torch slowly stepped forward.

His expression was solemn and serious, and the flames reflected the faces of everyone present.

The middle-aged man threw the torch and the flames flashed. With the help of the oil extracted from the black monster's corpse, the flames burned wildly.

Looking at Aunt Liu who disappeared into the flames, Ling'er covered her mouth and showed a look of sadness in her eyes.

Among the soldiers standing quietly around, many people also showed a deep sadness on their faces.

In this land, in the shelter after disaster, death may come at any time, and everyone will use their own way to remember the lost companions.

Behind the crowd, a calm-looking young man was standing in the corner, staring at the solemn and slightly tragic scene.

Mo Yun sighed softly.

During this Black Monster attack, seven people were killed by the Black Monster, and eight people were killed by Yang Gushi's group.

There were about dozens of others injured.

For a shelter with a small population, it was a very heavy blow.

But if it weren't for Mo Yun, I'm afraid this place would have been occupied by black monsters and no longer existed.

While everyone else was attending the funeral, Mo Yun focused his attention on the rankings on the left.

After a period of time, the rankings changed again from the first time he watched them.

1, Light and Dark Heart, Su Tianlu

2. Soul-breaking sword, Mo Yun

3, Blue Witch, Cersei

4, Ice Soul Sword, Liu Chengjian

5, Crazy Dragon Roar, Huang Yingwei

...

This time, the first place in the rankings became the man named Su Tianlu, who was originally ranked second.

And Mo Yun became the second.

In addition, there is another title on the ranking list, which looks similar to the title in online games.

Soul-Breaking Sword? Mo Yun nodded slightly, and this title is in line with his characteristics.

He felt a little more comfortable after losing the first place. He actually didn't like to stay in the first place. The big tree attracts wind and can easily cause unnecessary trouble.

The best strategy is to make a fortune in silence.

Too ostentatious, die quickly.

He looked at the number one "Light and Dark Heart" again. This title felt more cool than himself...

I simply glanced at the list and found that the investigators behind the top five had no titles.

It seems that only the top five in the rankings will receive this treatment.

Or, these five people met some conditions.

Mo Yun focused his eyes on his name thoughtfully, and found that there was an extra bracket after his name, which read: "Hope Rescue the Shelter".

Have I saved the shelter? He was stunned for a moment, but then nodded slightly.

As he expected, after coming to this world, every move of him and other investigators should be under the control and surveillance of the person behind the scenes.

Thinking of this, his heart became a little heavier.

The funeral ended soon, and the shelter quickly restored to orderly order.

This outbreak also sounded a wake-up call for everyone.

Ling'er and Xie Xunyang learned their lessons and thoroughly checked everyone in the shelter, confirming that everyone had no abnormal thoughts.

However, after this rebellion, the rest of the people were basically the same as Ling'er.

Although I learned a lesson, it was in this painful way that made Ling'er's expression heavy for a long time.

Half an hour later.

The flames burned among the few people, illuminating everyone's faces.

Ling'er specially caught a chicken from the pigpen, intending to improve the food for everyone.

She pinched the chicken wings with one hand, gently stroked the chicken neck with a knife, and grabbed the chicken blood in a bowl.

After the chicken blood was released, she pulled out the chicken feathers, broke the picture, cleaned the internal organs, then applied a little salt and baked on the fire.

I was very skilled in the whole process and obviously I have done it many times.

Mo Yun sat quietly beside him, watching the whole process of the girl roasting chicken, holding her face with her hands, thinking.

"Brother Mo, what are you thinking?" Ling'er asked.

"I'm thinking that in the face of the previous situation, there is no better solution besides killing people," Mo Yun said.

"At that time, if Brother Mo didn't kill them, they would have killed you... I think there should be no better solution..." Ling'er whispered.

"Maybe."

Mo Yun's eyes stared at the quiet and burning bonfire. The orange-red fire illuminated a small piece of ground around him, projecting his shadow on the ground and shaking gently.

He paused for a moment and suddenly said:

"When I saw you killing chickens, I was thinking, if killing people is easier than killing chickens, what is the difference between the two? They are both killing. For me, killing those bad guys of Yang Goushi and killing a chicken. So when someone stronger than me treats me as a chicken... can I accept it with peace of mind?"

"It should be the same." Ling'er turned the chicken that was placed against the bonfire with her hand to heat the roasted chicken evenly.

The chicken sizzled, exuding a meaty aroma.

She looked up at Mo Yun and asked curiously: "Brother Mo, why do you think of such a strange question?"

"I just want to live a more thorough life and confirm that what I do is worthy of my true heart."

Mo Yun smiled and did not mention this topic again.

In fact, as Yanyang True Kung practice reached the stage of approaching the level, he felt more and more that spiritual practice was becoming more and more important.

He has improved a lot in terms of attack, defense and speed, but he is still slightly weak in terms of spirit and will.

Many times, he was also confused. When he killed Yang Goushi, he did he hesitate for a moment.

He was not a person from this world, but he participated in the struggle within the shelter.

The reason why Yang Goushi was killed and Lao Wai and his group were, one because they were involuntarily involved in this vortex; the other was because he more recognized Ling'er's philosophy and could not stand the concept of oppressing the weak and the superiority of men and women.

But put himself in his shoes, if he changes his position and lives in another environment, if he had grown up in this refuge, lived in this environment since he was born, and was subtly influenced by the people around him, could he really accept the concept of equality for everyone?

Will he become another Yang Goushi, or another old wai?

Or, in fact, deep down, he also wants to become Lao Wai? Be Yang Goushi?

From the True Qi Realm to the Return Realm, it is a qualitative change in strength.

This qualitative change is not only about physical abilities and the way true qi is operated, but also about the qualitative change in the mind.

To be united, the mind and will must also be united.

Therefore, Mo Yun must face his heart honestly and constantly understand the dark side deep in his heart in order to face the truest self and be the truest self.

Only by truly understanding what kind of person he wants to be and why he becomes such a person can he walk more steadily on the road to unity.

At least so far, all the powerful people he has seen in the Reincarnation Realm are those who are determined and will work tirelessly for a goal.

But he himself... hesitated from time to time, which may be the biggest difference between him and the powerful man in the Guiyi Realm.

"Brother Mo... is baked."

Ling'er carefully took down the chicken strung with iron wire and blew it with her mouth.

"I don't like chicken, just try it."

Mo Yun looked at the three or four-year-old children who were attracted by the fragrance around him and said with a smile.

"good……"

Ling'er nodded, without any doubt about Mo Yun's words, and tore off a piece of meat from the chicken legs for Mo Yun.

Mo Yun took it and put it in his mouth and chewed it for a while.
To be continued...