Chapter 107 Don’t Go Crazy

Lin Du had just been settled down when the gate of the courtyard was knocked by an uninvited guest again.

Feng Yi was looking at the sleeping Lin Du attentively in front of the bed. He looked for a long time before he sighed thoughtfully.

"Master uncle is really, I was wondering how this person who defied the heaven could do something that was in line with the heaven, it turns out it was because of you, a little kid."

"You actually want me to take out the jade beads from the God's Tomb and settle the cause and effect for you."

Feng Yi calmed down and said, "Forget it. He was the one who touched the divine body. This thing originally belonged to him."

Lin Du did not sleep well. She was very tired and exhausted, but she had a vague nightmare.

In the dream, her hair was gray, her face was pale, and her body was weak. She was running out of energy. The evil master at home looked at her with a face full of anger, but in the end it turned into a sigh.

"Your heart is broken, but you still want to waste your energy and go against the will of heaven. Is it worth it?"

Lin Du in his dream laughed, "My disciple's heart of Taoism is broken, and I have no hope in this life. I would rather exchange my three-foot-tall life for the supreme peace. Master, after I leave, I will give you my eyes. After you gain enlightenment, you will definitely be able to ascend. Please help me then."

"You're plotting against me too?" A strange rage flashed in Yan Ye's grey eyes which had remained unchanged for a thousand years, and then turned into a cold sneer.

"That's right. My disciple has been smart since he was young, and he doesn't even want to die. Why should I go against the will of heaven and hang on to the life of a person who wants to die?"

"You have even planned your own death, not to mention your master's ascension. How could there be such a rebellious disciple like you in this world?"

Yan Ye turned around and left, but Lin Du could clearly see that he left in a hurry, not because he was angry.

He was so angry at himself in his dream that he cried.

Lin Du almost laughed.

So this is how you can make your evil master cry?

Soon the dream changed. Lin Du was sitting on the top of a mountain, looking coldly at the lights and decorations at the foot of the mountain, all he could see was the festive red.

The banquet was noisy, everyone was in high spirits, those familiar faces were all smiling, and the noise was boisterous among the people.

There are so many people in the Supreme Sect.

This is what Lin Du was thinking about.

A voice was heard saying "the bride and groom were sent into the bridal chamber". Lin Du vaguely recognized that it was Yuan Ye's voice, but it sounded much more mature.

The second brother played the suona loudly and joyfully.

But soon, the suona sound suddenly stopped, and then the guests left and the red ribbon was removed.

Her great nephew was wearing a red inner garment, but now it was actually covered in blood, his hair was disheveled, and he looked like a madman. He struggled and was held down by Ju Yuan and Cang Li, uttering uncontrollably wails.

Lin Du knew that this was a dream. No matter what realm she was in, she could not sit on the top of a peak and see what was happening inside people's houses.

The young man who used to be always straight and strong curled up uncontrollably on the bed, covering his heart and crying, with one hand stained with blood, trembling as he held someone's hand.

Lin Du was stunned for a moment, then he looked down at his hand and saw a wet bloodstain on his wrist.

The man's hands were still warm.

The next moment, she was already in front of Mo Lin's bed.

Mo Lin's eyes, which were always bright, were now dark, revealing a crazy light. He tightly grasped Lin Du's wrist and cried, "Junior Master, Junior Master..."

"You know me, I can't live without her, Junior Master... please, please."

Lin Du heard himself talking, "Mo Lin, wake up, this is not you, it's not you at all."

"Master Junior, it hurts so much, Master Junior..."

Lin Du suddenly turned around and looked at Cang Li with red eyes, "Second Brother, is there really no way?"

"He is in a state of complete ecstasy."

Lin Du's voice was trembling, "What do you mean, unimpeded soul! How could he be unimpeded! How could he dig out his own spirit bones with his own hands! He is the hundredth generation of the Supreme Sect, Chu Chu! He is the first disciple of the sect!"

"He practices the Divine Heaven Dao, trains the Hidden Sword, and takes it as his duty to eliminate evil spirits. How could he possibly abandon his path for the sake of his Taoist partner!"

Cang Li held her shoulders and said, "Junior sister, you shouldn't have come. Your Dao heart..."

Lin Du suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his heart aching terribly.

In the chaos, she saw the back of her fifth senior brother Jiang Liang.

Jiang Liang said, "There is no other way. It looks like his soul is fine, but his body is. He can only die by himself. I found a secret method that can ensure that Mo Lin retains his memory after reincarnation and returns to the Supreme Sect."

Lin Du turned his head suddenly, but the scene showed the Cangfeng Sword being unsheathed for the last time.

The sword was pointed at its master.

Lin Du's heart ached terribly. She could feel it. She was in pain. She was crying in her dream. But...

That's not her.

When did Lin Du ever cry?

Lin Du suddenly returned to the top of the mountain, then she slipped and fell, waking up from this chaotic dream.

Feng Yi looked curiously at the little sister who suddenly sat up in front of him. There was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, her eyes were moist and red, and her eyelashes were wet and sticky. She looked pitiful, but when her eyes looked up at people for a moment, they were like a cold pool in the abyss, dark and filled with endless loneliness and pain.

This actually scared Feng Yi.

Those are not the eyes of a child.

Lin Du covered his heart and frowned, then he looked up and saw a very unfamiliar face.

She wouldn't have traveled through time again after her mind was exhausted and her heart was broken, right?

Lin Du frowned and was about to ask when the door was pushed open.

"Junior sister, my unworthy disciple is going to have his bones scraped. Granny Ma asked me to call you," Ju Yuan's voice suddenly stopped, and he looked at the person on the bed cautiously, "Junior sister, what are you doing?"

Lin Du suddenly laughed. She covered her face with her hands, her voice choked with sobs. There was a hint of madness in her low laughter, which scared Feng Yi and Ju Yuan greatly.

She smiled to herself for a while and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

It turns out that people are prone to nightmares when they are under too much stress. It is just a dream.

She hasn't even formed her elixir yet, so how can she have the heart to practice Taoism?

Mo Lin will never fall into the state in his dream, never.

"Nothing, I just came here. I just dreamed that a monk stole someone's well, and I thought it was funny."

As she spoke, she quickly got out of bed, and then she realized that her hair was a little messy, and she looked like a madman. She paused, looked at her dumbfounded senior brother, and sighed, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, senior brother."

Ju Yuan was not amused, but was frightened.

Junior sister looks as crazy as Uncle Master Yanye who saw something in the God's Tomb that year.

He looked at Feng Yi in panic, "Seventh Junior Sister, what's wrong with Junior Sister? Don't go crazy."

Lin Du had already tied up her Taoist bun again, and took out a net scarf to smooth the loose hair on her head.

This time, her second junior nephew burned off a lot of her hair. There were too many broken hairs and she was a little careless for a moment.

A pair of hands suddenly took over the ties of the scarf for her, "Let me do it."

Lin Du let go obediently, and smelled the famous fragrance of orchid.

Feng Yi tidied up Lin Du's hair and fastened the scarf while calmly saying, "This is what happened to Master Uncle when he went crazy. Isn't it normal for you to be like this, Junior Sister?"

Ju Yuan: ...It sounds reasonable, but it's a little unreasonable.

Feng Yi took a handkerchief soaked in clean water and wiped Lin Du's face. Then she spoke, "You must have had a nightmare just now. Your face is all wet from crying. Wipe it thoroughly and apply the ointment."

Lin Du was silent for a moment, then called out, "Seventh Senior Sister?"

"Hey, it's me." Feng Yi patted her head, "Let's go. If we're any later we won't be able to catch up with the fun."