The homeless camp is surrounded by rocks as big as millstones. Clear smoke is rising in the corners, and figures are looming.
Tang Zhen saw a naked young man from a distance. He was holding a spear polished with iron sheets. He was standing on the highest flat stone and was on guard very responsibly.
After seeing Tang Zhen and others appear, the young man immediately turned around and shouted. Then, like a flexible leopard, he jumped down from the rock. His thin figure shuttled between the rocks like the wind, heading straight for Tang Zhen and others.
Come.
After hearing the boy's warning, the camp was in chaos. After a while, more than 40 men, women, and children ran out from the pile of boulders and looked at Tang Zhen and others with uneasy expressions.
After seeing the equipment of Tang Zhen and others, these people subconsciously tightened their hearts and looked at the five people with vigilant eyes. The wanderers with such sophisticated equipment are all powerful wild cultivators, so they basically have nothing to worry about.
In terms of food and clothing, I would definitely disdain to deal with people like them.
So when they came to their camp, they must have come with some purpose, but then they thought about it. It was a problem for our group to even fill their stomachs. How could there be anything that the monks could take notice of?
The men, women, old and young were uneasy and there was something wrong with the atmosphere at the scene. Seeing this, the silver girl among the six people quickly explained to everyone, and then these men, women, old and young looked at each other and cheered loudly.
The six homeless people were the main fighting force in the homeless camp. Tang Zhen saved them, which was equivalent to saving the entire camp, men, women, and children. This was a life-saving favor.
The eyes of everyone looking at Tang Zhen and his party also became kind.
Several children had already run over, reached out to pick up the trophies from the adults, and quickly opened them and took a look, fully expecting that there would be delicious food inside.
It's a pity that the trophies all come from the smelly bloodthirsty goblins. Everything looted from these guys has a sour smell.
The children were a little disappointed, pouting dissatisfiedly, and then dragged the bags that were much heavier than them, preparing to pull them into the camp.
The trophies brought back by the six people were a very generous income for this poor homeless camp. As we all know, the goblins are very good at picking up rags and carrying them around as treasures.
After some monks are killed by them in the wilderness, the weapons and equipment will be carried by the goblins as treasures. Once you kill such goblins, you will undoubtedly make a lot of money.
After they select and repair these trophies from the bloodthirsty goblins, some can be made into crude weapons, while others can be used to exchange for brain beads and food.
Basically every wanderer camp in the wilderness lacks high-quality weapons and supplies for exchange for food, so this harvest made the old and young in the camp very excited.
Tang Zhen followed the cheering people into the pile of boulders under the cliff and walked into the simple residence they built in the cave.
The dim cave looked very messy and exuded a strong and pungent smell. Tang Zhen looked carefully and saw that there were still several wanderers lying in the corner of the cave. They were obviously sick or injured, and from time to time there would be a sound.
moan.
When they saw the neatly dressed Tang Zhen and others entering the cave, apart from giving a surprised glance, these people spent the rest of the time staring blankly into space with numb expressions, as if they had lost their expectation of life.
The eyes of these people seemed to have lost the look of living people, and all that was left was the sadness of waiting for death to come. Tang Zhen understood the mood of these people very well. After suffering injuries in such an environment, besides waiting for death, they
There is no choice anymore.
If you want to cure a disease, you have to take medicine and take injections. This is a common thing for Tang Zhen, but for a homeless person, it is nothing more than a fantasy.
Even if others didn't tell him, Tang Zhen knew very well that in this chaotic world, life-saving medicines were probably worth much more than human lives.
Tang Zhen didn't want to see these people waiting to die. Since he met them, he would find a way to help. Whether it would be effective or not would depend on their luck.
Enduring the stench that hit his nose, Tang Zhen leaned over to check the conditions of those people, then took out a box of anti-inflammatory medicine from his backpack and handed it to the beautiful silver girl.
When the girl took the anti-inflammatory medicine from Tang Zhen, she seemed a little overwhelmed and didn't know what the small box did.
Seeing her confused look, Tang Zhen told her that this medicine might be able to treat these people's injuries, and at the same time told the girl how to take it.
Unexpectedly, after knowing the effect of the pills, the girl's eyes filled with tears of gratitude, and she bowed deeply to Tang Zhen. After the salute, there was something more than awe in her eyes when she looked at Tang Zhen.
Bringing water in a broken bowl, the girl helped the injured and injured take medicine one by one.
Tang Zhen clearly felt that after the injured took the medicine, the homeless people who were watching looked at him with deep gratitude in their eyes.
Being able to use such expensive medicine to save people proves that this monk has a kind heart and is a rare good person.
During this period, it was meal time in the homeless camp, and their food for the day was beside the fire.
Tang Zhen walked over and took a look, and found that the food of the homeless people was very simple, just some grass seeds and black paste-like things. Tang Zhen even saw a piece of dry bark and a handful of purple grass roots inside.
Tang Zhen would definitely not be able to swallow such food. After he sighed, in front of everyone, he asked Qianlong to take out a bag of biscuits and a box of steamed canned pork from his backpack, opened it and threw it into the boiling water.
in a clay pot.
Everyone watched this scene in silence, everyone motionless.
After the food was put into the pot, the aroma spread out soon after. The taste was so delicious that everyone greedily sucked in the aroma of food floating in the air with intoxicated expressions on their faces.
A thin little boy holding a toy widened his eyes and stared blankly at the remaining biscuits in Tang Zhen's hand. His saliva flowed out unknowingly and dripped onto his dirty chest.
Seeing the silly expression of the big-headed boy, Tang Zhen couldn't help but smile, waved to the greedy little boy, and handed over the remaining biscuits.
One look at the little boy's appearance showed that he was malnourished and was extremely hungry for food, but he was timid by nature and did not dare to come forward.
When Tang Zhen saw this, he walked over and put the biscuit into his hand with a smile. However, when he accidentally saw the toy in the little boy's hand, his eyes suddenly widened.
Money, lots of money!
A thick stack of US dollar bills was folded into several things by the little boy. He had no idea what these randomly discarded, colorful bills meant to Tang Zhen.
Of course, this is not the little boy’s fault. After all, in this era, these printed materials from Yelou have long become worse than waste paper.
"These cookies are for you, and those are for me!"
Tang Zhen calmly took out another pack of biscuits and said. Hearing this, the little boy immediately snatched the biscuits from Tang Zhen's hand and held them tightly in his arms. As for the beautiful pieces of paper, he gave them to Tang Zhen.
shock.
Tang Zhen happily put the banknotes into his backpack and roughly estimated the amount, thinking that this bag of biscuits was really valuable.
After seeing Tang Zhen's transaction with the boy, the silver girl walked up to Tang Zhen and asked in a low voice: "Sir, do you still want those colorful pieces of paper?"
"Yes, do you still have this piece of paper in your hand?"