Master Fu does not envy immortals

Chapter 24 Do you want to save them?
"How do you want me to help? Fly over the mountains to deliver food to them? How can I save so many people?" Shi Yueren's voice was cold, with a trace of imperceptible helplessness hidden, "And have you forgotten that we are still avoiding hunting and killing."

There was a lot of commotion, and those cultivators would definitely notice it.

At that time, all the efforts they have made these days will be in vain.

"What's more, I'll die if I die. I'm going to die too. I don't think there's anything wrong with it." Shi Yueren crossed his arms and raised his chin at the endless army of refugees in front of him. "Look ahead, no one knows when we will go. Even if there is no drought ahead, they may not be willing to let the refugees into the city. At that time, so many people will either go to the mountains to become bandits, or beg for a living. Living is much harder than dying!"

Jiang Qiongxing bit her dry lips and said nothing more.

She felt from the bottom of her heart that she was really useless.

A ten-year-old child can't do anything, let alone a cultivator, even a mortal, she can't beat it, so she can only mix with the refugees in disgrace, hiding in hiding.

When she first mixed in, she still felt that the smell of other people was suffocating, but now she doesn't feel it at all, presumably the smell of herself is also very lethal now.

Except for rescuing her from the traffickers last time, Shi Yueren didn't care much about her. At most, he checked to see if she was falling behind. He never cared whether she was tired or sleepy. This made Jiang Qiongxing feel a little complicated.

Maybe it's "you don't have to die".

She let out a low breath, dragged her heavy legs and continued to walk forward.

Two days later, the refugees still hadn't reached their dream destination, but the food was completely gone.

Jiang Qiongxing followed Shi Yueren and saw more and more corpses on the side of the road, most of which were in dilapidated condition. He thought of the records he had seen in history books in his previous life, but only a few words made people think carefully and terribly.

Seeing that the records had become reality, she looked away in horror.

A few days later, one night, the last straw fell lightly on Jiang Qiongxing's back, completely crushing her precarious spirit that had been tortured these days.

Now, it is difficult to find things that can be used to light a fire on the side of the road. After nightfall, there are fewer and fewer bonfires on the road, and one can only be seen after a long distance.

Hunger prevented the refugees from wasting energy on things other than traveling, and they would rather lie down and rest on the spot to maintain their strength.

Jiang Qiongxing and the others stayed in a good place. There were a few young men not far in front of them, and they still had the energy to collect firewood. The bonfire was raging enough to illuminate a small piece of darkness around them.

However, there is no food.

A man by the campfire looked left and right, stood up suddenly, and walked near a woman with a child in her arms.

What does he want to do?
Jiang Qiongxing couldn't help casting his gaze over there.

The man said something and stretched out his hand, the woman shook her head and hugged her child tightly.

Seeing this, the man directly reached out and snatched the baby from the woman's arms. Regardless of the woman's wailing and begging, he carried the baby to the fire...

What is this for?
Jiang Qiongxing had a faint premonition that goosebumps appeared all over her body instantly. She stood up abruptly, rushed to the man, and snatched back the swaddling clothes: "What do you want to do?"

She moved too fast, the man didn't react for a while, and she really snatched him away.

Not far away, the woman kneeling on the ground saw this scene, and her wailing suddenly became louder: "Save, save us..."

The man came back to his senses, he didn't pay attention to the little kid who had just reached his waist, and was about to snatch it back with his hand: "It's none of your business, get out!"

"What are you going to do to this child?" Jiang Qiongxing avoided his hand, and quietly took out the dagger from his arms under the cover of his swaddling clothes.

"Aren't you asking knowingly?" The man narrowed his eyes, "Why, you brat still want to blackmail me?"

"It is said that people who are extremely hungry are scarier than evil ghosts. It is true." Jiang Qiongxing took a step back and stared at him coldly. "What kind of skill is bullying women and children? I think you have a lot of flesh on your body. If you are hungry, you might as well give yourself a knife. This is a man."

The corner of the man's mouth turned down, his face was full of hostility, and he raised his hand to grab the brat who dared to provoke him: "I think you are—ah!"

The dagger in Jiang Qiongxing's hand pierced hard into his thigh.

At this time, the men who were sitting beside the fire as dumb as walking corpses finally stood up. Jiang Qiongxing pulled out his dagger, stepped back several steps, and stared at the group of people vigilantly.

Those men checked the injuries on their companions' thighs, and the one who seemed to be the leader glanced at Jiang Qiongxing, who was still baring his teeth, and looked away: "Forget it, fourth, save your energy, don't waste time on this kind of thing."

"He stabbed me!" The fourth child was stunned.

"You were the one who snatched his child first..." The man patted him on the shoulder, "If you're too angry, I won't stop you if you want to deal with him, but if you're injured, we won't wait for you."

Another person glanced at Jiang Qiongxing and reminded him in a low voice: "A child who can live in this kind of place for so long must not be alone."

The fourth child is not a fool after all, when it comes to this, he can only swallow his anger, stare hard at Jiang Qiongxing, turn around and sit back by the fire.

Not to be outdone, Jiang Qiong stared back, then put away the dagger, and returned to his mother with the baby in his arms.

The woman kneeling on the ground couldn't wait to stretch out her skinny hands, took the child over, opened her skirt, and wanted to feed the child.

Just as Jiang Qiongxing was about to leave, he glanced inadvertently, and suddenly saw that the swaddle was lifted to reveal the baby's face, and his eyes couldn't help freezing.

Under the dim light of the fire, the baby's face was blue-gray. No matter how the mother coaxed him, he closed his eyes tightly and did not respond at all.

The breastfeeding woman was ignorant and patted the swaddling baby gently. Seeing that the baby hadn't responded for a long time, she said anxiously, "Baby, you eat, baby?"

A chill ran up Jiang Qiongxing's back, she took a step back in a daze, clenched her fists and then loosened them: "Because you... have no milk, right?"

The woman was taken aback, and gradually calmed down: "...Yes, I have no milk, it's not the baby's fault, blame me..."

She raised her head, her eyes looked at Jiang Qiongxing longingly through her messy hair like withered grass: "Is there anything to eat? Please, kind child, I kowtow to you..."

Where does Jiang Qiongxing still have food?She dodged in a hurry, and in desperation, she comforted the other party: "Go a little further, there will be one in front of you soon."

The woman easily believed her words: "You are right, there must be food ahead - baby, baby, just bear with me..."

Jiang Qiongxing couldn't bear to look again, turned around and walked back, the baby's blue-gray face couldn't disappear in his mind.

Shi Yueren saw all this in his eyes.

He stared at Jiang Qiongxing who came back for a moment, changed his posture, and sat up straight: "Do you want to save them?"

"Of course!" Jiang Qiongxing nodded without hesitation, and was not surprised to see the teasing in the eyes of the other party, and suddenly did not know where the anger came from, "I am a waste of miscellaneous spiritual roots, destined not to be able to ascend, even if I become an immortal cultivator, I am still a layman, and I will never be able to treat mortal life as nothing like you!"

"Oh." After hearing this loud and loud declaration, Shi Yueren lay down again indifferently, closed his eyes, "Then you continue to think about it."

Jiang Qiongxing: "..."

Who is this!
She took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, and glared at the guy with a face that had nothing to do with her, and began to seriously think about how to solve the predicament in front of her.

Jiang Qiongxing bowed his head and spread out his palms.

The palm of a ten-year-old child is small, and it has not been washed for a long time due to lack of water, so it is too dirty to look at carefully.

She clenched her five fingers into a small fist.

I can't do anything by myself.

unless……

She looked into the depths of the darkness, and found that she had never been so eager to become a cultivator.

(End of this chapter)