"Has the soul of the great adventurer gotten lost? Does it look like there is a temple here?"
Li Xiubai shrugged and said to Karl.
"Impossible. Since the guide is here, it means that the temple must be nearby! If you don't believe it, let's ask the kid over there. He will definitely know..."
Karl said, suddenly stunned.
Is it reasonable for a child to appear out of nowhere in a ghostly place like the Blighted Desert?
Of course this is unreasonable!
The withered desert is no longer suitable for civilization to survive. Even if there is an oasis here, it has already become a paradise for desert predators.
How can people live in such a place?
Li Xiubai and the others looked intently and saw the child wearing double buns, lying on the back of a green bull, swinging a willow whip in his hand, looking very leisurely.
But the more this happens, the more vigilant the three of them become!
Because they discovered that there were several terrifying beasts lying in the trees next to the children.
Not only did these beasts not attack him, but they lazily exposed their bellies.
"Comrade Carl."
"Um?"
Karl responded blankly.
"It's your turn to contribute to the organization, go for it!"
After Li Xiubai finished speaking, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked Karl over.
"Ah!!! Li Xiubai!!!"
Karl screamed and turned into a rolling gourd, rolling directly to the feet of the green bull.
He closed his eyes tightly, fearing to see himself being torn alive by wild beasts.
But half a day passed, but there was no movement from the outside world.
Karl slowly opened his eyes and saw a child looking at him on the back of the green bull.
His young face was filled with a strange look of vicissitudes of life.
The beasts, on the other hand, made no movement and seemed not to be interested in Karl.
"Hello...hello."
"Hello, young super."
The child said calmly.
Hearing this, Karl's pupils shrank suddenly. Just as he was about to ask something, Li Xiubai and Captain Liebert had already walked up.
"Hello, kid, do you know where Jumang Temple is?"
Li Xiubai showed a kind smile and asked aloud.
"kid?"
The child showed an incomprehensible smile, and then nodded: "I know."
"Then can you tell us?"
"Why should I tell you where the Jumang Temple is?"
The child turned his head back and continued to lie leisurely on the back of the green cow.
"Well..."
This sentence stopped Li Xiubai and others from asking directly, and for a moment they didn't know how to answer.
The three of them were silent, constantly thinking about the reason.
At this time!
Captain Liebert stepped forward and gently opened his trousers, revealing the horrific wound.
"Because I was seriously injured."
When the child saw the wound, a ripple suddenly appeared in Gujing Muha's eyes, and then gradually returned to calm.
"With your injuries, you can only live for two years at most. If you continue to fight casually, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive even half a year! However, what does your injury have to do with me?"
"It has nothing to do with you! I just want to say that since you know where Jumang Temple is and can see the condition of my injuries, you must also know whether there is anything in Jumang Temple that can heal me.
If there is, then no matter what price you ask me to pay, I am willing to give it to you! But if not, please tell me directly.
These two children have been worrying about my injury for an unknown amount of time, and I don’t want them to worry anymore.”
Captain Liebert said, turning to look at Li Xiubai and Karl.
"Are these two your sons?"
The child sat up and asked, with an indescribable complex emotion in his eyes.
"yes!"
Karl suddenly said, turning to look at Captain Liebert: "Although I am not your biological child, I have already regarded you as my father!
Back then, if you hadn't helped our clan in times of crisis, I would have died at those hands! Without you, I wouldn't be alive now."
"Karl..."
Captain Liebert was slightly stunned and looked at Karl speechless.
Karl regarded him as his father, so how could he not regard Karl as his own child?
Not only Carl, but also all the crew members on the Field, Captain Liebert regarded them as his own children.
It's just that his strict father is not very good at expressing himself.
Karl suddenly knelt down towards the child: "For so many years, the captain has taken care of me! No! Not only me, but all of us rely on the captain!
Now, I also want him to try to rely on us! So, if there is something that can cure the captain, no matter what the cost, I will let him recover from his injuries!
As long as you say it, I will give it to you even if it means life!"
When the child heard these words, he suddenly fell silent, and an indescribable complex look appeared in his eyes.
for a long time...
He then sighed slowly: "Filial piety...heh...I can tell you that there is indeed something in Jumang Temple that can cure him.
But don’t have too much hope, that thing can only help him survive and cure him... it’s almost impossible.”
"Impossible?! Why, there can be no injuries in this world that cannot be healed!"
When Karl heard this, he immediately shouted excitedly.
The child did not reply to him, but looked at Captain Lebert: "The thing that left this injury on your body is a dark blue, three-way practitioner of spirit, energy and spirit!
There is almost no weakness, and its attack will directly wipe out your energy?"
"You...how do you know?"
Captain Liebert was slightly startled and looked at the child in confusion.
"That is a void creature. The one you met should be just a baby! Otherwise, even if it is just a teenager, it is not something that your fairyland cultivation can resist.
As far as I know, if you want to heal the injuries caused by void energy, looking at the entire universe, there are only a few people and a few treasures that can do it.
So, you better not give up this hope! There is no need to go to Jumang Temple, it will only prolong his pain!" The child shook his head and said aloud.
Upon hearing this, Karl turned to look at Captain Lebert, gritted his teeth and said, "As long as there is a cure, I will try my best to find it! Please tell me where the Jumang Temple is!"
"Idiot..."
The child sighed and said: "For the sake of your filial piety and his kindness, I am willing to tell you the location of Jumang Temple!
However, you must also meet my request!"
"What request? No matter what, I will definitely do it!"
Karl stepped forward, his words full of determination.
"I... want to hear the sound of the birds singing again... This place is very nice, but there are no birds. As long as you can let me hear the sounds of the birds singing, I will tell you how to enter.
Jumang Temple.”
The child's eyes showed a look of reminiscence and longing, and he murmured.
“The sound of a hundred birds chirping?!”
Karl and Li Xiubai looked at each other, a little confused as to why the child would want to hear such a sound?
"When you have thought about it, call my name! Remember, the sound I want is the sound of a hundred birds singing in unison, and it cannot be the sound recorded with technological equipment!
That sound is unreal! I want to hear the birds flying and chirping in this oasis!"
After the child finished speaking, he rode the green bull and slowly left in the distance.