Seeing the sight, Meng Xiu quickly turned to look at the old village chief, feeling quite surprised.
He originally thought that the so-called monster theory was a lie compiled by these villagers in order to monopolize the Biyou Fruit on Mount Emei, but he did not expect to see the monster cast spells to harm people so quickly.
"Of course... of course, how dare I lie to you?"
The old village chief looked at the black demonic wind halfway up the mountain. Although he was still trying to hold on, his expression could not hide his shock. Obviously, he himself had never thought that he would actually see such a scene.
Meng Xiuyuan snorted softly, ignored the old thief who didn't speak a word of truth, and immediately flew away towards Mount Emei.
Although these villagers suffered due to their own greed, Meng Xiuyuan would not just leave after seeing monsters harming people.
At least, he should understand the reason before he can feel at ease.
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The mountain road was steep, and it was difficult to stop Meng Xiuyuan's swift movement. In just ten breaths, he had jumped into the deep forest and approached the location of the demonic wind he had just seen.
During the whole process, although Meng Xiuyuan did not deliberately slow down his pace, he was extremely vigilant in his heart, and his soul was always on alert.
After all, this was his first contact with monsters and ghosts, and Meng Xiuyuan was unwilling to make empiricist errors and fall into the trap of monsters due to negligence.
However, before Meng Xiuyuan noticed any traces of demons, he heard a painful cry from the mountains and forests. Following the sound, he arrived at a small mountain depression, where he saw seven or eight villagers gathered together, guarding a
A stocky middle-aged man who broke his leg.
"Oh, it fucking hurts me so much.
When the village chief came, didn't he say that the monsters on Mount Emei were all lies and that we could make a fortune by coming here?
I also believed his nonsense!
Fortunately, I have a good fortune and a strong body, otherwise I would have been killed by that old thing..."
The man with a broken leg on the ground was obviously not seriously injured. Although his face looked slightly pained, his cursing voice was still full of energy.
"Uncle Abao, lower your voice and don't attract any more monsters.
Maybe the monster is not hungry, or maybe it sees you being too dirty, Uncle Abao, so it doesn't have the appetite to eat people.
If we want to save our lives, it’s better to go down the mountain quickly..."
While they were talking, four or five young men came forward and tried to lift the fat middle-aged man up together. But as soon as they put their hands together, Uncle Abao opened his mouth and shouted that it hurt, leaving everyone helpless and had to put him back on the ground.
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"Don't touch him. He has a broken leg bone and cannot be moved at will."
Meng Xiuyuan said lightly and walked out of the forest at the same time.
"Little brother, do you know medical skills?
Which village near here are you from? Why don't you have an adult to guide you..."
Seeing Meng Xiuyuan's sudden appearance, all the villagers felt something strange and immediately wanted to question him about his whereabouts.
However, Meng Xiuyuan didn't have the patience to talk to them in this dangerous place, so he jumped among the crowd, lightly kicked Ah Bao in the leg, and then pulled him up from the ground.
"You little brat, what are you doing... Hey, why doesn't my leg hurt anymore?!"
When Ah Bao saw Meng Xiuyuan kicking his broken leg, he subconsciously wanted to curse, but no matter how stupid he was, he could feel the changes in his body and quickly stopped the swearing.
Other villagers nearby saw this process more clearly, and felt that the eight or nine-year-old boy in front of them seemed to be a ghost. He appeared in front of them in a blink of an eye, which was very evil.
However, seeing Meng Xiuyuan take the initiative to save Ah Bao, they couldn't say anything to offend him. They could only swallow their saliva and looked at Meng Xiuyuan, their eyes full of flinching and compliments.
Meng Xiu saw the situation and had no intention of explaining anything more. He simply asked bluntly:
"During the encounter just now, could you clearly see what the hurtful monster looked like?
Also, why does this monster want to hurt people? Is it related to the fact that you went up the mountain to collect this green fruit?"
Hearing Meng Xiuyuan's question, all the villagers shook their heads and looked at each other. Finally, the injured Ah Bao spoke in person:
"Reporting to the young hero, I didn't see it clearly.
My vision went dark and I was swept up into the sky by the demonic wind. After I landed, I felt nothing but pain in my legs.
As for the Biyou fruit, I didn't find any of them today, which is very unlucky.
Before the accident, I had already planned to give up. I just wanted to chop some wood and carry it home instead of traveling such a long distance in vain.
Who would have thought that as soon as I struck two axes, the monster would be attracted..."
The remaining villagers nodded their heads after hearing this, and someone else echoed:
"Uncle Abao is right, not only us, but also people from other villages will come to this mountain to look for Biyou fruit.
I heard that some lucky people made a lot of money and bought shops and real estate because of this, but I have never heard of anyone seeing monsters because of it.
If I have to say it, many of the woodcutters in the mountains said they encountered monsters and broke their legs just like Uncle Abao. Some even went too deep into the Emei Mountains and never returned.
Lost traces.
However, since the emergence of the Biyou fruit, because the Biyou fruit only grows near the foot of Mount Emei and is quite precious, the woodcutters have also changed their profession and no longer go deep into the mountains. Such incidents have become increasingly rare.
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Uncle Abao's attack this time is the only one I've heard of..."
Meng Xiuyuan nodded silently after hearing this. Although the specific reason is not yet clear, it can be seen that each of these villagers looked nervous, and they could not give any useful information, so he simply waved to them and said:
"Okay, that's it, you go down the mountain quickly.
But remember, his leg has broken bones and cannot bear the force. My true energy can only help him survive for a moment and a half.
If you don't want to leave him disabled, you still have to find him a bullock cart after reaching the foot of the mountain and send him to see the doctor as soon as possible."
Upon hearing this, all the villagers felt as if they had been granted amnesty. After saluting and thanking Meng Xiuyuan, they hurriedly supported the Abao and headed down the mountain.
However, in this hurry, they still did not forget to look up at the tree from time to time, looking for traces of the green fruit along the way.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Just before they left Meng Xiuyuan's sight, they stopped several times and sent people to climb up the nearby trees to try to remove the suspicious wild animals.
Pick the fruit to find out.
Seeing this scene, Meng Xiuyuan couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, secretly thinking that this disaster might be related to the excessive greed of these villagers.
But recalling the suffering of the nameless people he had seen in his previous lives, he felt a little emotional in his heart, and it was difficult to blame these villagers for their actions.
After all, these people were born in the countryside. If they had not had this chance encounter in their lives, they would probably have to work hard in the fields for generations to eat. If there was a famine or drought, they would have to leave their hometowns, or even starve to death on the roadside.
Since it seems so far, these villagers have not broken any laws and have not done any evil.
Meng Xiuyuan, a lucky person who has no worries about food and clothing and possesses courage, is really not qualified to stop them from working hard to change their destiny.
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After watching these villagers go down the mountain, Meng Xiuyuan immediately turned around and continued to go deeper into Mount Emei.
Although the information gained just now was not much, Meng Xiuyuan understood one thing clearly:
Obviously, the deeper the Emei Mountains go, the more dangerous they become.
In order to find out the details of the hurtful monster, Meng Xiuyuan had to go to dangerous places, so that he would have a better chance of finding out the truth.
In order to avoid alerting the monsters in the mountains, Meng Xiuyuan did not run as fast as he could this time. Instead, he pretended to be an ordinary eight or nine-year-old child and walked step by step deeper into the forest.
He doesn't have much true energy in his body at the moment. If he deliberately controls his physical power, it would be extremely difficult for him to see through this disguise unless he is an extremely powerful person with unique discernment.
After about half an hour, when Meng Xiuyuan was walking farther and farther, and when he looked back and could no longer see the road beyond the mountain, a clear and sweet voice suddenly sounded above his head:
"Hey, whose little baby are you, why did you come here?
Didn't your adults tell you that Mount Emei is dangerous and you can't come in and play casually?"
Meng Xiuyuan looked up following the sound, and saw a pretty girl of fourteen or fifteen years old sitting on a large branch above her head, dangling her white feet leisurely, her eyes full of agility.
One detail that concerned Meng Xiuyuan even more was that the girl clearly seemed to weigh at least seventy or eighty kilograms, but the slender branches under her body were not bent at all.
This scene can prove that if the girl in front of me does not have extremely high Qinggong, then there must be something extremely unique about her.
Meng Xiuyuan's heart moved, and he guessed that Xu had met the real owner. He immediately calmed down and used his soul to observe the girl.
Sure enough, after a cursory inspection, he felt a special natural aura from this girl, which was very different from ordinary humans.
It's just that Meng Xiuyuan has short sightedness and has never seen a demon, so he can't tell whether this is the so-called "demon energy".
"Little doll, I'm asking you something, why are you so stunned?
Did you encounter some wild beast in the mountains and were you scared?"
Seeing that Meng Xiuyuan didn't answer, the girl looked slightly worried. She immediately jumped down from the branch and landed without a sound.
"No... I just came to pick Biyou fruit with my fellow villagers, and accidentally got lost..."
Meng Xiuyuan Yuanshen was alert, but he didn't notice any anger or hostility from the girl, so he didn't want to fall out so casually. In order to find out the truth, he simply continued to pretend to be an ordinary child and lied to try to excuse her.
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Unexpectedly, before Meng Xiuyuan finished speaking, the girl seemed to have discovered a treasure. She suddenly came to him and sniffed around him without any regard for etiquette:
"Wow, you smell so good, I haven't smelled it in a long time.
Reminds me... reminds me of a good friend.
Who are you and why do you smell so much like him..."
The girl's behavior was so outrageous that Meng Xiuyuan was a little surprised and subconsciously took half a step back.
Seeing him like this, the girl seemed to have come to her senses. She coughed lightly and hurriedly straightened her appearance. She forced a smile and comforted her:
"Don't be afraid, I just remembered something and felt a little excited...
By the way, didn't you say you were looking for Biyou fruit? I still have a few at home.
Come with me and I will give them to you."
While talking, the girl took Meng Xiuyuan's hand and wanted to lead him deeper into the forest.
But at this moment, a sharp "whoosh" sound suddenly sounded from the sky. Looking around, he saw two young Taoists, a man and a woman, coming with flying swords.
"Monster, let go of that child.
If you dare to play any tricks, I will kill you immediately."
The upright and stern voice came from the leader, a young man in his early twenties. His breath was long and his eyes were like cold stars, and he was in front of him in an instant.
"Who are you and what are you going to do to this little baby?!"
To Meng Xiuyuan's surprise, the girl immediately protected him behind her without thinking, and instead angrily stood up and walked towards the two sword-wielding immortal cultivators.
"Humph, just pretending.
Monster, let me ask you, were those villagers at the foot of the mountain injured by your own hands?!"
The sword-wielding young man snorted, his eyes became colder and colder, and he stared at the girl.
"I did it, but..."
"You monster, you have already harmed others, so what excuse do you have?
Since I, a Shushan disciple, have met you today, I will leave you alone..."
The girl seemed to want to explain something, but the sword-wielding young man did not give her the slightest chance. He immediately grasped the sword technique in his hand, and a silver sword unsheathed from his back and shot straight towards the girl.
"Wait a minute and let her finish speaking!"
Meng Xiuyuan knew that there was obviously something hidden in this, so he immediately shouted and tried to dissuade the sword-wielding young man. However, the other party did not pay attention to his words at all, and the flying sword became faster and faster.
The girl was shocked when she saw this, and quickly flapped her hands, as if they turned into wings, setting off a black whirlwind to block the fierce attack.
But her skill was obviously weaker. Although Heifeng barely managed to repel the flying sword, he also flew backwards and lay on the ground unable to fight anymore.
The sword-wielding young man didn't give up when he saw this. He made a sword gesture with his hand and closed his eyes slightly. The silver sword immediately came back, and he wanted to take advantage of the situation and take the girl's life with one strike.
But at the moment when the flying sword was about to approach, a figure suddenly flashed out from the side and suddenly stretched out his hand to grasp the hilt of the flying sword. No matter how hard it trembled and struggled, it could not move any further.
"I am a friend of Shushan, right? I have no choice but to offend you.
Can you please get off the sword first so that we can talk face to face so we can explain the matter clearly."
Meng Xiuyuan raised his head and looked at the pair of sword-wielding men and women in the sky, and spoke calmly.