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Chapter 92 The Value of Stories

The path was completely made of stones, with overgrown weeds on both sides and on the road surface. It was almost impossible to tell that it was a road. There were dry and broken vines clinging to the ground, and scratches of varying depths could be seen vaguely, a bit like the claw marks of animals.

Xia Yuxi was cautious, but Bai Mo obviously had no similar scruples. He walked quickly onto the path in the forest, completely unaware of the figures hiding in the darkness of the forest——

That's a pack of wolves.

Their whole bodies are green, even their eyeballs are the same. When they are not moving, they are almost completely integrated into the forest environment, making them difficult to detect. They are huge in size, about the same size as tigers, and look particularly ferocious.

But there was no cruelty in their eyes, and they didn't seem to have any intention of coming forward. They just looked at the two uninvited guests on the road quietly without any movement.

Xia Yuxi's sharp eyes quickly noticed the group of green giant wolves hiding in the forest, and the moment their eyes met, she suddenly became horrified——

Just now, this group of guys actually looked thoughtful, looking quite amused, and probably quite intelligent.

She didn't dare to be careless, but the wolves seemed to have no intention of attacking. Instead, they quietly retreated and quickly disappeared into the forest.

"What's wrong?"

Bai Mo's voice sounded, and Xia Yuxi looked in front of her, only to see that the other person had just looked away from the direction she was looking in before, with a look of confusion on his face.

Didn't he see it?

Xia Yuxi thought for a while and replied: "Nothing, just take a look, maybe there are traces of prisoners nearby."

Bai Mo shook his head: "This mountain is so big. The prisoner can just find a place and disappear. How can he be found so easily?"

"What if you find it by accident?" Xia Yuxi replied.

As the two of them moved forward, more and more animals appeared around them, including giant pythons, tigers, mandrills, apes... almost all animals appeared, but without exception, they were all green.

This group of animals has no desire to attack, and every time before Bai Mo turns his head, they retreat quietly, as if they don't want to be discovered by Bai Mo.

The road was not long, and the end could be seen at a glance, but the two of them walked for a long time without walking out, and the road seemed to be quietly lengthening.

Xia Yuxi was always on tenterhooks. She thought she could live in peace and harmony forever. Who knows what she was afraid of, but soon something strange happened.

The two of them walked for a while, and a figure sitting on the side of the road unexpectedly appeared under the big tree in front of them. He had his head lowered and his chest was rising and falling slightly, as if he was still alive.

To Bai Mo, this was certainly not something unusual, just a little strange, but Xia Yuxi's heart was filled with turmoil——

How could there be anyone in this place?

Since the discovery of Xiao Yinzhi, the Anti-Forbidden Bureau immediately blocked the Beast Mountain and asked nearby explorers to suspend their exploration. As far as she knew, no one seemed to have entered the Mountain before the blockade order was issued.

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Therefore, there should be no talented people in the Hidden Beast Mountain.

So why, where did this ragged guy come from?

She wanted to hold Bai Mo, but Bai Mo had already walked over.

Perhaps he noticed someone coming over. The man who was leaning on the tree immediately got up, then knelt down on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly, making a banging sound, which stunned both Bai Mo and Bai Mo.

"Brother and sister, please help me!"

Bai Mo stopped and looked at the guy lying on the ground in front of him.

The man's clothes were dirty and messy. He was about sixty or seventy years old. His body was full of the smell of sweat. His hand holding the broken bowl kept shaking. His face was sallow and his muscles were thin. He had tears in his eyes, as if he had gone through a lot of hardships.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Bai Mo asked.

"Brother and sister, please help me!" The old man didn't answer, he just raised the bowl and cried bitterly.

Bai Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You are so old and you still call me brother, how can I bear it?"

"Help me..."

Seeing the old man's miserable condition, Bai Mo couldn't help but sigh, thinking that this old man's hands were trembling, it seemed he really needed help...

He was determined to help the poor old man, so under the astonished eyes of the old beggar, he directly took the broken bowl from the old beggar's hand.

The old beggar was startled for a moment, then his eyes showed anticipation, as if he was wondering how much money this little brother would put in the bowl.

As time passed by, the smile on the old beggar's face gradually disappeared.

Bai Mo was motionless, just standing like this. Not only did he have no intention of giving money, he seemed to have no intention of returning the bowl to the old beggar.

Not to mention the old beggar, even Xia Yuxi who followed was confused by this scene.

"Brother...brother, what do you mean?"

"Don't you need help?"

Bai Mo raised his eyebrows, and a kind smile appeared on his face, "You are so tired holding the bowl, I will help you hold it for now, there is no need to rush."

The corners of the old beggar's mouth twitched. Are you sure you are not here to amuse me?

Xia Yuxi was also stunned.

"Brother, big brother..." the old beggar shouted in a low voice, tremblingly wrapped his clothes tightly, and then rubbed his fingers calmly to Bai Mo.

Bai Mo looked at him for a while, then looked up at the sky and saw that the sky was bright and sunny, so he directly lifted the old beggar to the middle of the path.

Old beggar: "?"

Xia Yuxi opened her mouth, but was also confused by Bai Mo's actions.

"Uncle, I'm not talking about you. How can you get the sun by hiding under the tree?"

Bai Mo said, and when he saw that Xia Yuxi looked wrong, he raised his eyebrows, quietly leaned over, rubbed his fingers, and asked, "Why, doesn't this mean cold?"

"Why do you think so?" Xia Yuxi heard this statement for the first time and couldn't help but be curious.

Bai Mo thought for a while and said seriously: "Friction generates heat."

God, friction generates heat!

Xia Yu suppressed her laughter and warned in a low voice: "You don't need to pay attention to this kind of person. You see, he has hands and feet, but there are no calluses on his hands. It looks like he is spoiled and spoiled. He is not worthy of pity at all."

But her actual thought was that this old beggar appeared out of nowhere, and she had to get Bai Mo away from this guy quickly.

"I didn't pity him, I just did what I could."

Bai Mo had a peaceful face, and the sunlight fell on him, like the light of the righteous path.

I think you just want to torment him...

Xia Yuxi couldn't guess what Bai Mo was thinking, so she pulled Bai Mo away and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, the old beggar didn't want them to leave at all. He hugged Bai Mo's thigh and shouted: "Brother, don't leave. Just give me some money. The worst I can do is exchange it with you!"

Bai Mo only felt that his thighs were extremely cold, but his interest was aroused by the old man's words, and he asked curiously: "What should I use in exchange for it?"

"Story, let me tell you a story!"

Story? Another story?

Xia Yuxi was stunned, and suddenly remembered the story Xiao Yinzhi told in the police station, and suddenly felt that the two might be related.

Bai Mo raised his eyebrows and said, "Stories are not valuable."

"Hey! Brother, you are wrong."

The old beggar suddenly straightened his back and said proudly, "Stories may not be valuable in other places, but they are definitely hard currency here."

"Why?"

The old beggar hesitated to speak and said: "You will know when you go to the back. In short, it is very valuable."

Xia Yuxi asked: "Since stories are so valuable, why are you still begging here?"

The proud look on the old beggar's face disappeared, and he was suddenly speechless.

But soon, he rolled his eyes, first looked at Bai Mo, then looked at Xia Yuxi, and said with a smile: "I have a story here that happens to be related to you two. Do you want to hear it?"

"Is it related to me too? What story?"

Xia Yuxi was stunned. Something related to her and Bai Mo...could it be related to the place where the coffin was buried?

"You just have to answer whether you want to listen or not, but once you hear the story, you can't refuse."

Xia Yuxi glanced at Bai Mo and saw the latter smiling and said, "Okay, I happen to have time, please come and listen."

"Where is this eldest sister?"

You are the eldest sister...

Xia Yuxi suppressed her anger and said, "Listen."

"Then I'll just say it and listen."

The old man chuckled, lowered his head and cleared his throat. His expression became extremely serious when he raised his head.

The forest suddenly became quiet, as if everything nearby held their breath and prepared to listen to this story together.

A breeze blew by, blowing down the flowers and plants.

In the bushes in the distance, corpses in ragged clothes were revealed, piled up randomly, which looked shocking.


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