"What if I say no?" The guardian's voice was very calm.

  "Buddy, we're all out here trying to make a living, don't make it hard for me. There are hundreds of police outside and also military personnel, how did you guys run?" I advised.

  "What benefits have they given you? Helping them?" The guardian spoke up: "I'll give you an annual salary of one million, join our Miao Wu Sect, how about it?"

  "You think I..." I hesitated.

  "Why are you helping these police? These people, who hang on to righteousness and morality every day, what kind of shady deals do they make behind the scenes? Wasn't your mother's death because Wang Jinlong had the mayor backing him up? They say we're a cult, but what good have those officials done? How much less evil have they done compared to us?"

  "And when we don't have any tasks, every day is just playtime. You help those police officers, how much money can they give you? In this era, think about it clearly, with your skills, one month's salary is barely enough to get by. Why not join our Miao Fu Sect, and every month you'll have more money than you know what to do with." This guardian seems quite pleased.

  Honestly, I'm hesitating too. What am I insisting on? Why should I help these police officers? It's the middle of the night, and I've run all the way to this broken place, exhausted to death, and in the end, I don't even get any pay.

  And as the bailiff said, what era is this? I used to help the police and insisted on so-called justice, but as the bailiff said, is there still real justice in today's society? Officials protect each other.

  Those in power would rather fill their own pockets than build a school for impoverished mountain children.

  Would rather indulge in food and drink than donate a single cent to some children who are still suffering from hunger.

  Would rather bear the reputation of a poor county than spend tens of millions building a government office building.

  I was moved by this guardian's few words, or rather, it wasn't him who moved me, but I simply didn't know what I was persisting in and defending at the moment.

  My head feels a bit painful.

  "How is it? Have you considered it?" The guardian asked me very confidently.

  I took a deep breath and made up my mind. If I had chosen to join the Miao Wu cult at that time, perhaps my life would have been completely different afterwards.

  "Sorry." I shook my head and said: "You're really amazing, just a few simple words can move some of the deepest things in my heart."

  "Even if this society has corrupt officials, even so, I still want to stick to some things in my heart. Just because the world is corrupt doesn't mean I have to degenerate and become corrupt too. If one day the whole world degenerates, but I still hold on to some things in my heart, then the world hasn't completely degenerated." I said firmly.

  "What is it that you insist on?" The guardian's voice also became more serious, saying: "Justice? Saving the world? Maintaining world peace?"

  "None of them." I shook my head, and I didn't know what I had been insisting on all along. Since the beginning when I started catching ghosts, I sometimes felt lost.

  Although catching ghosts can make a lot of money easily, I have helped Huang's team many times but didn't charge a single penny. According to the rules, I should be paid, but I wasn't.

  I had just finished speaking when the guardian slowly walked towards me. I tried to move but found myself unable to budge from head to toe.

  As I looked around, at this moment there was a black shadow on the ground that tightly grasped me, making my whole body unable to move.

  "I originally thought you were a talented person, I wanted to let you join us in our prosperity. Since you're not willing, don't blame me then." This guardian walked up to me, stretched out his hand and tightly grasped my throat saying: "The things you insist on, I used to insist on them too, and protected them as well."

  "This guardian said: 'I was born an orphan, and my younger brother and I relied on each other for survival. We were so naive that we thought there would always be more good people in this world. My brother and I went out to beg for food every day. What kind of eyes did those people use to look at us?"

  "We just wanted to stutter, but they treated us like dogs, scolding and beating us constantly." The monk's voice became agitated as he cursed, "That day was the Lunar New Year, I just wanted my brother to have a meat meal, so I stole their family's meat. At that time, I also knew it was wrong to steal things."

  "In the end, we were left with only a piece of meat. We almost became sacrifices during the Chinese New Year. In the snowy winter, my brother and I could only hug each other to keep warm. But why didn't the government show up? Why didn't they come out to help us two brothers? If it weren't for the kind-hearted people from the underground church who took us in, we would have died long ago."

  "In the end, they taught my brother and me a thing or two. Wherever we go, people call us 'grandpa'. In this society, having money makes you a big shot. As for your nonsense about perseverance, that's just something you say when you're well-fed and warm every day. Have you ever tasted the flavor of hunger?" The guardian asked me with a cold face.

  "Actually, I'm quite hungry now." I woke up and ran to the west mountain, I really didn't mean to say that, after saying it I regretted it, feeling that this atmosphere isn't suitable for saying that.

  "Have you ever tried being on the verge of starving to death? Freezing to death?" The guardian deity became more and more agitated as he spoke, his grip growing tighter.

  My heart also mourned in silence, perhaps I didn't understand the thoughts of this guardian. In fact, a person's character is indeed shaped by their living environment.

  If I had lived like that in the past, maybe I wouldn't be much better than him now, and maybe I would be even more perverted in my heart.

  This guardian seemed very angry and suddenly pushed me against the stone wall of the air raid shelter, scolding: "Then you tell me, what are you insisting on now? Speak!"

  In the end, this guardian deity was simply shouted into existence.

  "Do you think this is a world of birds singing and flowers blooming? A world where everyone gets along harmoniously? Wrong!" The guardian deity roared: "This is a filthy world, a world where an old woman falls to the ground and no one dares to help her up. This is a world where people devour each other."

  I feel like this guy's mind is getting a bit abnormal, I also started coughing, my throat was being pinched tighter and tighter by him, my breathing was becoming more and more difficult.

  "Big brother, calm down a bit, it's not like we're filming a TV series." My throat hurts so much I can barely stand it.

  This person listened to my words, and his originally frantic eyes suddenly calmed down. He opened his mouth and said: "Sorry, I've said too much, die!"

  After he finished speaking, he raised his right hand slightly, and the shadow that was originally wrapped around me began to climb up onto my body.

  A chill ran down my spine and my head started spinning. I'm going... am I really going to die here?

  Suddenly, the backpack behind me shook violently, and a wave of scorching heat emanated from the backpack behind me.

  The coolness all over my body was instantly suppressed by this heat, what's going on?

  I felt a surge of doubt in my heart, and then I remembered that sword!