The twelve figures that followed one after another stopped in front of the iron gate and did not move forward.
They seemed to be sure that there was someone in this room.
Including Tang Zhen, all the monks kept silent and never exposed their existence.
The previous experience made the monks more vigilant. It is absolutely impossible to open the door if it is not necessary.
"Sir, you are hiding in the house, right?"
The old man asked in a low voice, while staring at the iron door intently, as if he wanted to see through everything hidden behind it.
The eleven disciples behind him were also staring at the iron gate, but their expressions were obscured by darkness.
Tang Zhen remained silent, as if he didn't hear anything.
In the dead silence, only the old man's voice slowly sounded in everyone's ears.
"The huge ship was so eerie and strange, it could be said that it was killing people at every step, which made us feel exhausted mentally and physically.
This is just the beginning. If it continues, who knows what kind of danger will happen?
Therefore, I ask you to lend a helping hand and help our master and apprentice overcome the difficulties. If there is an opportunity in the future, I will definitely repay your great kindness."
The old man spoke sincerely and had no choice but to kneel down and beg.
The monks in the room couldn't help but feel a little moved when they heard this.
Previously, everyone had overcome the difficulties together, but now, in order to protect themselves, they had to pretend to turn a blind eye.
Although it is a bit cruel, there is nothing you can do about it.
As for Tang Zhen at the door, there was still no response, as if he had not heard the old man's plea.
"Sir, can you just bear to watch a group of our masters and disciples all die on this huge ship?"
The old man asked loudly again, his words full of pleading, but this time he really wanted to kneel down.
"master……"
Seeing the old man's behavior, a group of disciples rushed forward and tried to block his movements.
"A man can kneel down to heaven and earth, but he must not belittle himself like this. Even if we lose our lives, we can't let you endure the humiliation forever!"
A group of disciples gathered around with sad expressions on their faces, which made everyone onlookers moved.
A disciple turned his head, stared at the iron gate hatefully, and said in a sad and angry tone: "If it weren't for us, how could Master have endured such humiliation and begged you in every possible way?
Since you are not willing, we will definitely not force you, so we will leave with the master to avoid being an eyesore to you!"
The other disciples of the old man came forward angrily and tried to help the master leave.
"A bunch of traitors, they are so outrageous. Who allowed you to speak in such a tone?"
The old man kept struggling and reprimanded his disciples loudly, with an angry expression on his face.
During the struggle, the old man's complexion suddenly changed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
Then he turned pale and slumped on the ground softly, as if all his strength had been drained away.
When a group of disciples saw this, they were so frightened that they quickly helped them and asked their master what was going on.
"It's okay, I was just slightly injured, no need to make a fuss."
I looked at my disciple and said in a calm tone, as if he had no regard for life and death.
"Master, you were injured, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
The disciple who questioned Tang Zhen immediately picked up a backpack and opened it in front of everyone.
The backpack was not small, and it was actually filled with food, probably weighing hundreds of kilograms.
"Master, since you are injured, you should eat some food quickly so that you can recover as soon as possible."
While the disciple was speaking, he picked up a piece of food and handed it to the old man with both hands.
"Master, eat it quickly and repair the injury quickly.
You are our backbone, if something goes wrong, what should our brothers and sisters do?"
The other disciples nodded one after another, with expressions of concern on their faces that were not false at all.
“Food is precious, save it when you can, and don’t waste it.”
The old man waved his hand and refused the food brought to him.
"No matter how important food is, it can't be compared with your body, master. As long as it can restore your health, it doesn't matter if you consume all the food!
Besides, the food in our hands is enough to consume, even if there are six or seven more people, it will definitely be more than enough."
Hearing this, the other disciples nodded in agreement and dissuaded the master from eating the food quickly.
Seeing the filial piety of his disciples, I looked pleased, and then I accepted the food sent by my disciples.
This scene of loving father and filial piety was seen by the monks in the room.
They were not moved, but focused most of their attention on the pile of food.
In the world of purple light, the importance of food is undoubted, and it is the guarantee for the monks to persevere until the end.
The monks had originally made up their mind that no matter how dangerous the situation of the old man and others was, they would never help.
The main reason is that the food is limited. If you help the other person, what should you do?
This terrible hunger is not something that can be tolerated, but it can actually kill people.
But when the old man and others have a lot of food in their hands, the situation becomes completely different.
The food in the other party's hand is not only enough for his own consumption, but there is also some leftover.
And judging from the old man's appearance, the food must be very safe, otherwise they would never dare to eat it with confidence.
It happens that the food in my hand is obviously insufficient, so can I "borrow" some from the other party?
The monks were already a little tempted when they thought of this, and they all looked at Tang Zhen expectantly.
Tang Zhen is the leader of the team, everything must follow his arrangements, and you must not act without authorization.
To the disappointment of the monks, Tang Zhen said nothing and just looked outside silently.
From the look on his face, it was obvious that he did not want to take in the old man.
"Sir, we should have enough space here, why don't you help?"
Although the main purpose is to get the food from the other person's hand, there is no need to say it out loud.
Tang Zhen turned his head when he heard this and glanced at the monks.
"Do you both feel that you should put each other in the house and then share their food?"
"That's right, Your Excellency, isn't this inappropriate?"
The reason for the outbreak of conflicts is the shortage of food. As long as this problem is solved, the possibility of conflicts breaking out will be eliminated.
Therefore, the monks believed that there should be no problem in reaching out to help the old man and others.
"Do you still remember that the old man also got a strange key when we were on the punt?"
The five monks nodded, indicating that this was indeed the case.
"They collected so much food and must have traveled a lot. Didn't they encounter similar safe houses?
According to my guess, there will definitely not be too many similar houses on this ship.
It can even be said that there is a key inside every flat-bottomed wooden boat.
When boarding the giant ship, destroy the flat-bottomed wooden boat to get the key.
When the old man saw the locked door, there was no way he would not have thought of the purpose of the key, nor would he not try to open it.
So under normal circumstances, the other party will never bring a pile of food to ask for help, but will choose to hide in the house.
As for the second doubt, it is how the other party found our location accurately. It seems that those monsters can also do it.
If the old man's judgment is based on the lock on the door, it will be more proof that the other party knows how to use the key.
Another suspicious point is that they obtained so much food without any damage.
Based on our previous experiences, do you think this is possible?"