The old Taoist priest's face was a little gloomy, and he looked at the tall and short men not far away without saying a word, allowing them to be dragged by the monsters that kept appearing, and did not help.

Yuan Zhen still looked at the monster with some horror, a little unbearable, and said helpfully: "Old smoker, save it." ”

The old Taoist priest lowered his head, saw that Yuan Zhen did not reply, and then turned his head to look at Ning Baifeng, and asked calmly, "Do you think you want to save it?" ”

Ning Baifeng's expression was a little complicated, and he lowered his head and was silent for a moment. Then he looked up at the old Taoist priest with a firm look, and although his face was still a little unbearable, he still shook his head slowly.

Don't save.

The old Taoist priest still didn't say a word, sat on the back of the donkey, and watched quietly.

Not far away, the tall man seemed to be a little weak, and seeing that the three people here had no motive, he shouted for help: "Brother Tai over there, I am willing to use all my net worth to exchange my feet for a shot, just to save our lives." ”

After shouting, he still wanted to run to Ning Baifeng and the others.

The short man next to him didn't speak, and awkwardly avoided the monster's attack, but inadvertently, the short knife in his hand cut off a slightly smaller monster, and then kicked it away with his side foot.

The direction is exactly Ning Baifeng's side.

The monster corpse didn't fly far, and with a "snap", it smashed into the muddy water.

Yuan Zhen shook the old Taoist's leg with some pleading.

The smoke is swirling, unmoved.

"Brother Tai ······" I saw that the tall man still wanted to shout, but he didn't dodge the sneak attack of a monster, and the strange mouth like a chrysanthemum swallowed on the tall man's head and twisted it.

In an instant, the corpses separated.

"Brother Liu, no!" The short man let out a miserable cry when he saw the tall man die, and then scolded angrily at Ning Baifeng's side: "Stinky Taoist, when Lao Tzu gets out of trouble, you must not die well." ”

After scolding angrily, the short man became even more clumsy, and the monsters that originally besieged the two merged to besiege one person.

"Help, I was wrong, senior, please save my life. The short man's voice pleaded miserably, and then, with a miserable cry of "ah", he was dragged into the mire by several monsters.

The muddy surface of the muddy water churned.

Wonjin looked at the scene in front of him with some dumbfounded.

The rest of the monsters seemed to sense movement and immediately swam towards this side.

The old Taoist priest who sat on the back of a donkey and smoked shook his cigarette stick, and a touch of fluorescence flew out.

The monster, which had just made a terrifying sound, was cut into several pieces in an instant, collapsed and fell into the muddy water.

The old Taoist priest didn't move, Ning Baifeng and Yuan Zhen could only wait, until the time of nearly a stick of incense passed, and there was no abnormality around, and the old Taoist priest took the two teenagers to bypass the previous quagmire and continue to move forward.

The old Taoist priest knocked the cigarette stick in his palm and asked Ning Baifeng, "Why don't you save it?"

Ning Baifeng said calmly: "It can't be saved, and it's not worth it." ”

The old Taoist priest was noncommittal, "Why?"

"If the seniors had made a move, the two might have survived, but they had already been seriously injured, and they would definitely follow us and seek refuge after they were rescued. After that, all the way down, if there is any danger again, it must be to seek help from the seniors. Can be saved once or twice, and how many times can be saved, if a certain rescue is improper, others will think that the predecessors are not dedicated, and they will definitely attract the hatred of the other party. Ning Baifeng's face was very calm, but his voice was extremely firm, showing that what he said was what he thought, and it also showed that his thoughts were well thought out.

The old Taoist priest turned his head and looked at Yuan Zhen, "Did you hear it, think about what you saw before, do you still think you should save it?" ”

Wonjin bit his lip and struggled a little, not knowing what to say.

The old Taoist priest continued: "Yuan Zhen, the old Taoist knows that you are kind-hearted, but if you think about the previous situation carefully, the man immediately ran to us after shouting for help, obviously with the intention of causing trouble, and then seeing that the old Taoist did not move, he even kicked the beast corpse to our side, and the purpose is self-evident." You must have forgotten what kind of face that man looked at at the end. Looking back, do you think it's okay to save or not to save. ”

Yuan Zhen blurted out: "Before you saved people, how did you know whether you should save them or not, didn't you always run to a place where people were at ease when you were in danger, how could it show that others had bad intentions." ”

"It makes sense, then I ask you, if you were saved before, if you meet others in the future, if you save them all the way, how many people can be saved, and how many people can be protected in many crises. The old Taoist priest looked at the black-faced young man, looking a little relieved, but also a little sad.

A young man's pure heart is both a strength and a weakness.

Yuan Zhen was a little speechless, he also understood that it was impossible to save everyone, and manpower was limited after all.

The old Taoist priest sighed and said to Yuan Zhen: "The Confucian sages have a saying that is very good, if you are poor, you will be good alone, and when you don't have this ability, take care of yourself." You have a pure temperament, and you are harmless to the tiger's heart, but the tiger has the intention of hurting people, you have already begun to walk on the ladder of cultivation, and the path of cultivation is dangerous step by step, don't let yourself drown in the mud pit before you take that step. ”

Exhaling a breath, Wonjin slowly relaxed.

Yuan Zhen is kind but it doesn't mean that he is stupid, as long as he thinks about it, he can still afford to put it down, and it can be seen from his smart eyes that he is not a pedantic person.

The quagmire full of dangers, under the old Taoist priest's cigarette stick, no longer seems dangerous. The two realms and three realms qi practitioners are called like mud worms who are the great enemies of life, and the old Taoist priest's kung fu of blowing breath has been cut down and three zhang away, and even sneaking under the feet of the three people has not yet made a move, and they died in the mud, and not a single mud bubble has emerged.

The old Taoist priest took the two of them to wander around the swamp as if they were leisurely, and it was not until midnight that they found a piece of dry land where they could rest.

Looking at the dry mound in front of him, Yuan Zhen looked a little excited, and the mud puddle that he had walked for a day was either weeds and rotting trees or ugly mud insects, which was really unappetizing.

The mound is not big, but it is better than the hard ground, and the foot is not the soft feeling in the swamp, and there is a comfortable feeling of being down-to-earth. There was a small tree two people tall growing on the top of the mound, bearing some red fruits, and Yuan Zhen, who had just stepped on the mound, cheered and was about to run up to take a look, but was pulled by Ning Baifeng's arm.

Yuan Zhen turned his head to look at Ning Baifeng, only to see the other party shaking his head slightly.

The old Taoist priest laughed "hehe", "Don't worry, you don't have to be so cautious." ”

Yuan Zhen raised his eyebrows, grabbed Ning Baifeng with his backhand, and ran towards the tree excitedly.

There are not many fruits on the small tree, and there are only seven or eight ripe ones, Ning Baifeng saw the fruits on the tree, his eyes were a little strange, joy, sadness, longing, and so on, all of them flashed by.

"Good luck, I was lucky to meet an apple fruit tree here. The old Taoist priest rode a donkey to follow, and looked at the small tree in front of him with a smile, looking very satisfied.

"Can this fruit be eaten?How does it taste?" Three questions popped out of Yuan Zhen's mouth, obviously hearing that he could eat it, he was a little impatient, after all, the dry cake he ate at noon had already dissolved in the Five Organs Temple.

The old Taoist priest nodded and said: "Of course you can eat it, it tastes good, this fruit is full of aura, and eating it will help qi practitioners gather aura and increase the effect of cultivation." ”

Yuan Zhen cheered "haha", stretched out his hand to pick a few red fruits from the tree, put them on the placket, and sent them to the three old Taoist priests and Ning Baifeng.

The old Taoist priest shook his head, "This fruit aura is not beneficial to me, you can eat it." ”

Ning Baifeng took an apple fruit, moved his lips, and still didn't bite down after all.

"What's the problem. Seeing Ning Baifeng's expression, the old Taoist priest asked curiously.

Ning Baifeng said: "The seniors said that this is called Apple Po Fruit, is it very rare?"

The old Taoist priest replied, "It's not rare, but it's also rare, have you ever eaten it?"

Ning Baifeng nodded, "In my hometown, we call him Gala Fruit, just because when he bites it, it makes a "Gala" crisp sound. ”

The old Taoist priest was curious: "Where is your hometown?" ”

Ning Baifeng shook his head gloomily and spit out three words in a low voice, "I don't know." ”

Three words, full of strange bitterness.

The old Taoist priest didn't ask any more.

Yuan Zhen freed up a hand and patted Ning Baifeng on the shoulder, which was both sympathy and comfort.

Yuan Zhen bit the red fruit in his hand, made a crunchy sound of "rattle", puffed out his cheeks and chewed before swallowing.

"This fruit is really the same as you said, it has a crunchy sound and tastes so sweet, how many times have you eaten it before?" asked Wonjin softly, biting the fruit.

Ning Baifeng nodded.

Looking at the apple fruit in his hand, Ning Baifeng was not reluctant to eat it, but he didn't want to eat it, if he told the truth, he would have eaten this fruit and vomited, I don't know how the two of them would feel.

Ning Baifeng clearly remembers that when he was in the village, because the land was too hard, there was basically no food to grow, but all kinds of fruit trees grew all over the mountains and fields, which was extremely lush. The villagers have no choice but to use the fruit to satisfy their hunger, year after year, day by day, no matter how delicious the fruit is, they can't stand it. For thousands of years, the villagers in the village have eaten these fruits to survive for as long as they can remember, and even drinking gruel is only available during the New Year's Festival.

And when Uncle Liu inadvertently came to this isolated Yunning Village, he looked at the fruit trees all over the mountains, the accumulated fruits bent the branches, and even fell to the ground to let them rot, no one looked at them, and sighed.

A group of villagers who live on the gold and silver mountains.

Ning Baifeng finally bit into it, feeling the familiar taste, and his heart was full of mixed tastes.

As night fell, the quiet swamp came alive, and the stout mudworms tossed and turned in the mire like earthworms, and strange insects began to appear under the rotten wood of the swamp mire during the day. In the air, tiny flying insects like fireflies flickering with light points flying, decorating the entire swamp like a sea of stars in the sky, mysterious and magnificent.

In the night wind, a frightening roar came from time to time, and then went away with the wind.

The white smoke gauze tent had already expanded to envelop the entire mound, and sparks flickered on the gauze tent from time to time, and the place close to the mud surface was even more brilliant, and the three of them were like living in a circle surrounded by fireworks, gorgeous and colorful.

In the light and shadow, a resolute figure kept piercing out the branches, and then retracted.

Repeatedly.