The crooked way can also lead to heaven

The little beggar recognized the origin of this thing at a glance, and Ye Ran asked: "Has your memory recovered?"

The little beggar's head swayed from side to side like a rattle: "No, but I recognize this thing!"

Little Beijing felt something at this moment, and suddenly interrupted: "I also recognize it, the golden fruit on the golden tree, you and me under the golden tree."

Ye Ran kicked him again: "Just go and die, don't interrupt!"

After he finished, he looked back at the little beggar and said softly: "You continue talking."

The little beggar reached out and grabbed his hair and thought carefully for a long time before he said: "This golden tree is not real, so the fruit on it is human head fruit."

"I remember that if the golden tree wants to grow, it needs the lives of many, many people to be nourished and finally it can bear fruit."

"Human-head fruits are deformed varieties. Eating them can prolong your life, but they will turn into monsters, which is scary!"

As he spoke, the little beggar began to describe the appearance of the monster. The dancing appearance really made the three grown men laugh uncontrollably.

But Ye Ran heard some clues from her words.

It takes a thousand years for the golden tree to bloom and bear one fruit, and the number of human lives required during this period is difficult to estimate.

The legendary sacred tree is also covered in blood.

As for the fake golden tree in front of me, someone must have deliberately imitated it, but ended up cultivating such a deformed thing.

"Master, although this golden tree is not genuine, I can feel something at the root of the tree, which should be golden spiritual fluid."

The little beggar's eyes were fixed on the roots of the tree, and there was excitement on his little face.

Ye Ran is a little confused, what is the golden spirit liquid?

Sensing the confusion on Ye Ran's face, the little beggar explained: "It's too troublesome to explain the golden spirit liquid. Master, you can understand it as resin essence."

"Strictly speaking, there are no fake golden trees that can bear fruit. The only difference is that these trees can only become defective products."

"The first thing to plant defective products is golden spirit liquid. After being nourished by life, the tree will slowly grow and eventually feed back."

"This is a good thing, but when you take it out, this defective tree will wither."

After listening to the little beggar's detailed explanation, Ye Ran's mood finally improved a lot. After all, it was the most annoying thing to come and get nothing.

But problems came one after another.

The whole tree is as hard as gold. With just three melons and two dates, they may not be able to keep it.

Up there, it’s nerve-wracking.

"Hey, Master, look."

Suddenly, the little beggar took out a small porcelain vase.

Ye Ran took it, opened it and smelled it. After smelling the strong medicinal fragrance, he immediately recognized that the bottle was gold.

The little beggar explained: "I collected the leftover golden blood from last time and kept it. The golden blood can soften the roots of the tree."

"You did a good job." Ye Ran praised with a smile, then turned to look at Little Beijing who started picking up leaves again, and said, "Brother, your family is short of money. Can you make a difference?"

Little Beijing didn't pay attention to it at all, and just wanted to pick up more leaves.

There is free money all over the place, and only fools don’t want it!

"You all must die!"

In an instant, a cold voice came from afar.

Several people turned back to look at the other side of the suspension bridge, and saw that the watchman had appeared here at some unknown time, and his wrinkled face looked extremely terrifying.

"My master gives you a task to get out the golden spiritual liquid."

Ye Ran stuffed the small porcelain bottle back, walked slowly to the entrance of the suspension bridge, and met the old man's eyes.

The wild wolf stood up straight. Little Beijing, who was squatting on the ground, looked up at him and said, "What are you doing?"

"I'm thinking of going over and helping." Wild Wolf responded.

"I'd say you just love worrying. With Boss Ye here, what's the matter with us?"

"Hurry up and pick them up. You can save as much as you can. If you take a bunch of these back home, they will be more than your pension!"

Little Beijing squatted on the ground and muttered for a while, while his movements of picking up leaves did not slow down at all.

Ye Lang came to his senses and felt that what Little Beijing said made sense, so he didn't care anymore.

On the suspension bridge, the watchman began to approach slowly, with ghostly aura surging around his body and a full sense of oppression.

He kept mumbling as he walked.

"No one of you can take my golden tree away, no one can!"

Ye Ran's eyes narrowed slightly. So, this golden tree was planted by the blind old man.

Can we think that he has seen the golden tree before and brought back a drop of golden spiritual liquid?

"Personally, I don't like to fight and kill. Let's do this. As long as you tell us where we got the golden spirit liquid, we will leave immediately without taking away a single leaf."

"How about it, think about it?"

Ye Ran looked at him with interest and was not suppressed by the old man's momentum.

"Nutrition, the golden tree needs nourishment, you have to stay." The old man spoke slowly, but the answer was not satisfactory.

Ye Ran shook his arm and said calmly: "Then there's nothing to talk about?"

The old man stopped talking and just approached slowly with a lantern.

Seeing this, Ye Ran no longer held back, turned around and shouted: "Little Beijing, don't hide it, just throw the thing over to me!"

"Brother, I'm happily picking up gold, don't spoil my fun!"

"I've convinced you, okay, okay."

Little Beijing stood up reluctantly, took out a stuffed object wrapped in cloth from his backpack and threw it over.

Quickly unwrapping the cloth, what came into view was a brand new and shiny shotgun!

Ye Ran grinned and pointed the shotgun at him: "I'll give you another chance. Where did you get the golden spirit liquid?"

When he saw the shotgun again, the old man was obviously stunned, and then turned around and walked back: "No, I don't want it."

Ye Ran raised his eyebrows slightly: "Now it's not a question of whether to take it or not."

As soon as the voice fell, the old man ran away, so fast!

The lantern in his hand almost ran away!

Ye Ran immediately pulled the trigger, but failed to hit because of the range. He immediately chased after him with the shotgun, shooting while chasing.

If it weren't for the old man's flexible legs and feet, he couldn't get close to him after chasing for a long time.

Luckily, Ye Ran had practiced before, and threw a flying knife to successfully pierce the old man's thigh, slowing him down a lot.

In just a few seconds, the distance between the two sides had been shortened.

Ye Ran pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the old man's leg was immediately broken. When he fell, the lantern he was holding flew out.

"I told you to run!"

As soon as he got in front of the old man, Ye Ran smashed his head. Because he was not satisfied, he actually used up all the bullets.

At this moment, the old man has turned into a pool of mud!

Except for long-range fighting, if you dare to fight face to face, Ye Ran's way of greeting is likely to be to treat you to peanuts!

In front of the equal device for all beings, all the fancy things are in vain!