The earth that regarded the ground as his home, twisted his body left and right, and ran to the front.

The people behind bent over and struggled to follow, and I don't know how long it took before the space in front of them was raised, and everyone stood up straight, some secretly massaging their waists.

It hurts a lot.

"Here we are." Datu's voice was muffled.

And when the rest of the people saw the scene ahead, no amount of laughter was put on hold.

A cavern had been dug into the ground, and some wooden doors were embedded in the earthen walls, followed by large earth houses.

Counted, there were not many houses.

At a glance, you can count the number of people in this cave.

There were less than twenty people, all of them very short and thin.

A few of them should be children from the Houtu tribe, less than the height of Lu Yun's calves, and their bodies are so thin that they can see the protruding bones on their chests.

One of them sat on the ground, hugging his body, and there was not a speck of flesh on his skinny arms.

A pair of eyes, gray, like a dead mist.

The eyeballs in their sockets moved very slowly, numbly, coldly, and did not react to the presence of their tall humans.

A faint air of death lingered on these young children, and they didn't need to look much to know that these young children would not live long.

"You wait."

Datu looked carefully at the monks, and after seeing their calm and shocked eyes, he exhaled softly, and then walked over to one of the children.

"Little stone, for you to eat."

He took out an intact spirit fruit, which was no more than the size of an adult's palm, and put it in the child's hand, and the big one could barely hold it.

The other party didn't have any strength on him, and he still needed Datu to help hold the fruit.

The child who was called a small stone slowly looked up at Da Tu, and the wooden eyes were staring at Da Tu, distinguishing something.

It was a long time before he spoke.

"Big Earth...... Brother. A low voice, a salutation, exerting all his strength.

"It's ...... What? The fruit in his palm was sweet and juicy, and the smell flowed down his nose into his lungs, and Xiao Shi felt that the pain in his body seemed to dissipate a lot.

There was saliva secreting in his mouth, and his eyes were blank when he looked at Datu.

"It's good, eat it."

Da Tu stretched his face, turned his back to everyone, and couldn't see his expression, but it was not difficult to understand Da Tu's sadness from his words.

Think about how Datu was so careful to put things away before.

It turned out that it was not that I was reluctant to eat it, but that I wanted to leave it for these children.

Da Tu's actions attracted the attention of the rest of the Houtu clan, and the aroma of the spirit fruit was particularly attractive, and the eyes of several adult Houtu clans were inseparable.

But they didn't say much, but continued to curl up, hugging themselves, and enduring.

Under the messy hair, a pair of eyes involuntarily followed the past, and the faint light flickered and disappeared.

"Give it to the child, baby to eat."

Lu Yun heard one of the Houtu women whisper this.

Her gaze fell on a toddler.

It was a female doll, a very small one, with a sallow face, and the eyes were very large, and the eyes that should have been round and beautiful were inlaid on the cheeks that were too thin and fleshless, abrupt and terrifying.

"There are also small flowers."

Datu walked up to the doll and took out a fruit and handed it over.

"Come, open your mouth, take a bite." He coaxed.

The little flower's eyes moved slowly, and it took a moment for her to understand what it meant, and she opened her mouth to bite the fruit.

With a very light bite, I bit through the skin of the fruit.

She didn't taste the flesh, but the juice ran down the broken skin into the little flower's mouth.

That sweetness makes the little flower's eyes whimper.

"It's delicious, right, Brother Datu won't lie to you." As he spoke, he wiped his eyes and quickly distributed the rest of his hand to the rest.

He ended up walking to one of them.

It was an old man.

The hair is gray, the face is wrinkled, a pair of eyes are open, a gray film covers the pupils, and the other party's eyes are invisible.

"Daddy, you eat too."

The last thing he took out was the fruit that had been gnawed by the earth, and he put it to the old man's mouth.

The old man didn't speak, but took a bite of the earth.

In addition to the unique fruity aroma, the spiritual power contained in the spirit fruit is nourishing the bodies of these Houtu tribes.

The monk stood not far away, quietly watching this scene, his eyes touched.

Those spiritual fruits, many of them are just daily fruits, things that are sacrificed to their teeth, and they are not worth mentioning.

They can't look down on the spiritual power contained in it.

But what they don't look down on, here, under this ground, has become a lifesaver for these people.

Spiritual power enters the body of the Houtu people, and the gentle power is improving the physical body.

Small changes can make these people live longer.

In the quiet cave, only the cries of the earth kept ringing.

Small stones, small flowers, small grasses, small white clouds, small birds......

This is the name of those children, casual, earthy, this kind of name, in the history of mankind is also called "cheap name", saying that people with such names will be better fed.

It's hard to know whether it's true or not, but Datu hopes so.

In the quiet cave below, only the sound of those people gnawing on the fruit could be heard.

Those people eat the fruit slowly, not because they cherish it too much, but because their bodies don't allow them to swallow it in large gulps.

"You used to ...... What is eaten? Qi Yun couldn't help but ask Datu.

Although the earth uses a different power from theirs, it can be attributed to the same kind of people who have embarked on cultivation.

Even the old man could feel the fluctuation of power.

But those children are too ordinary.

That kind of ordinariness is the ordinariness that cannot have great power in a lifetime.

Because they were born to be crippled.

This mutilation cuts off the possibility of their strength, and it also means that their lives will become extremely fragile.

The monks can make valleys, but these children can't, their fragile lives and they need food to sustain them.

But looking at Datu's attitude, they are afraid that there will be no food for a long time.

"What to eat?"

Hearing Qi Yun's words, Da Tu smiled lowly.

He glanced at the crowd, then grabbed the loess from the ground and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Eat dirt."

"And the bark, huh...... But when the old monster woke up, he didn't even have the bark to eat. ”

"Here, the rest of the animals don't dare to come in, and we can't get out."

"That's it...... Eat the dirt. ”

Strange emphasis, with an undisguised hatred of the earth.

He stared at the monks with red eyes and smiled dryly.

"Did you guess?"

The crowd was silent about this.

Guess?

Guess what?

I guessed that Datu appeared on purpose, deliberately caught by them, and deliberately threw bait to bring them here.

Yes, after seeing the situation here, they guessed what Datu wanted to do.

He wanted them to save the Houtu people.