Chapter 294 Who is the right way and who is the unorthodox one?
The lair of all the craftsmen is indeed within this valley, but it is hidden very secretly.
The reason why it was called a nest was because he had dug out a cave with many twists and turns in the valley. Lin Du once suspected that they were going to be led into a mysterious laboratory and then captured directly.
She turned her head to glance at Hou Cang. That was good. At least the man who had broken through to the sixth stage of the Wuxiang realm a few years ago and had few rivals in the world of cultivation was still there. If anything happened, senior brother would hold on and they could run first.
Quan Jiangren was talking to Xia Tianwu about the magic of ancient witch doctors. The two of them were asking and answering each other, and it seemed that they were able to talk to each other.
The group of pets followed behind them. Yan Qing took out a booklet and began to write as he walked. Lin Du's consciousness fell on it and found that the writing style was very similar to the "Zhongzhou Yiwenlu" which has been popular in Zhongzhou in recent years.
"Shock! The true identity of Quan Jiangren has been revealed! He was looking for a way out when he appeared in front of me."
Lin Du: ...
I didn't realize this kid had such a hobby.
After turning countless corners and when Lin Du's ability to build maps in his brain was reaching its limit, they finally arrived.
In front of us is a spacious stone cave with more than a dozen different entrances around it. The "little pets" that came back with us each entered a different entrance, in a very neat and orderly manner.
"Here," said the craftsman. "To be honest, when those filthy creatures arrived at my doorstep, I actually caught a few and studied them."
Xia Tian followed Quan Jiangren into a cave without hesitation, and was greeted by a strong evil aura and a cold corpse odor.
But they did not see the expected evil demon, but a nearly complete evil demon skin hanging there and piles of bones, flesh and blood.
Xia Tianwu stared at the whole piece of leather, and after seeking consent from all the craftsmen, he took out paper and pen and began to make rubbings.
The spell on it had long become unclear, even intermittent and dilapidated, but Xia Tianwu still figured out something from it.
Even though the lower half of her face was covered, Mo Lin still vaguely felt that his junior sister seemed to be in a bad mood.
"How is it? Did you figure it out?" Quan Jiangren seemed very happy to talk to Xia Tianwu. After Xia Tianwu finished reading, he even gave her the complete rune he had figured out for reference. "My version may not be completely correct, so you can take a look at it and try to complete it yourself later."
Xia Tianwu nodded seriously, scanned the area with his eyes, and then pointed at a few places, "I think these places still need to be considered."
"Hey!" The craftsman's stiff facial muscles were visibly tense with excitement, "I also think that I didn't fix these places correctly, but I took apart a few pieces and none of them fit together! The leather you see is already the best sewn."
"You have a bright future, little girl. I wish my daughter was as willing to study as you are."
Lin Du's eyes were fixed on the seven lit candles. Her consciousness fell on that place, "Seven-Star Soul-Fixing Formation? Is it the soul of the evil demon?"
"Yes," Quan Jiangren sighed, "You, the righteous disciples, have seen a lot of evil arts. Which sect is so unrighteous?"
"It's not a big sect, is it? Otherwise, how could it accommodate you?"
Lin Du crossed his arms and said calmly, "Supreme Sect."
"Which sect?" Quan Jiangren raised his voice, forgetting that his head had not grown back yet. He twisted his head with a click, and the muscles around his eyes stretched extremely. Then he slowly looked at Xia Tianwu mechanically, "The one with a black heart is the Supreme Sect, but you are not, right?"
"I'm Xia Tianwu, the 100th generation disciple of the Supreme Sect. Nice to meet you, senior." Xia Tianwu raised his hand to salute, hesitated for a moment, and did not mention the name of his master.
All Craftsmen: ...
"Then you guys in the Supreme Sect are really playing around." He held his head with both hands, "Has the world outside really changed?"
Lin Du asked again, "Senior, have you searched for this soul?"
All the craftsmen hissed, "No, between you and me, who is the right one and who is the unorthodox one? How come your methods are even more evil than mine?"
Lin Du blinked, "So have you searched it?"
"It's hard to find out. The soul has already disintegrated. There are too many fragments. You will become a fool if you search the soul." Quan Jiangren said unhappily, "You little girl, why do you act like my daughter? You are obviously a heretic but you pretend to be from a famous and upright family..."
As he spoke, he glanced at Lin Du, who was wearing a mask with only the upper half of his face exposed, frowned, and looked again.
No, his girlfriend's eyes aren't that big.
Yuan Ye quietly complained to Yan Qing in the back, "No matter how you look at this guy, everyone looks like his daughter."
Yan Qing wrote thoughtfully, "Do you think it is possible that we know this man's daughter?"
"So the demons transformed by these people have hardly retained their own consciousness. In your eyes, they are failures, right?" Lin Du looked at Quan Jiangren. The man in front of him really had no sense of experimental ethics, but the rumors were probably wrong.
At least this man mentioned his wife and children many times.
"Don't tell me, your weird mind reminds me of someone." All the craftsmen's eyes were still on Lin Du, but their thoughts drifted away, "That guy and I are in the same boat."
Quan Jiangren talked about how after he was expelled from his family seventy or eighty years ago, he met a monk wearing a mask who called himself the Disfigured.
That monk also had to leave the sect due to an accident, and devoted himself to studying puppets and substitute techniques. After meeting him, the two of them hit it off immediately. They had walked together all the way and visited the tomb of an ancient monk, where they inherited some unconventional skills.
"I always wonder, humans are the spirits of all creatures, why is the body so fragile? If you want to become stronger, you have to work hard. But even if you practice hard for many years, the strength of your body is not as good as that of low-level monsters who are born with armor. What do you think is the reason?"
"But the monk said that the reason why we are human beings is that we are born with wisdom. As long as the brain is flexible enough, it can make up for the shortcomings of the hardware. Later, we had different ideas and no longer conspired with each other."
When Quan Jiangren said this, several disciples of the Supreme Sect looked at Lin Du in unison.
Lin Du was inexplicably met with their extremely neat and uniform gazes that came from all directions, and raised his eyebrows.
What does it have to do with her? She is still a child in her thirties. She was not even born seventy or eighty years ago!
"This is something that Junior Master-Uncle would say. I'm not joking." Yuan Ye whispered to Ni Jinxuan beside him.
Ni Jinxuan thought about it seriously and nodded in agreement.
"Since I was a child, I have seen cats and dogs with broken legs and birds with broken wings, and I have thought about replacing their limbs with good ones. If any organ is broken, I will replace it with a fresh and good one," Quan Jiangren looked at Xia Tianwu, "This is the best way for ordinary people and monsters who cannot access those heavenly spiritual plants that are sufficient to regenerate."
"Now I can do it, but before, I lost a very important person because I didn't dare to attack others without permission."
"I am not gifted, and my cultivation progress is slow. Now all my parts are parts of the most powerful species in the world. As long as my spirit survives, I will never die."
All the craftsmen looked at Xia Tianwu with burning eyes, "Do you understand?"
Xia Tian didn't understand, but was unwilling to agree, so he just remained silent.
Lin Du changed the subject to something serious, "When did these evil spirits start to appear at your doorstep?"
"In fact, it appeared once quite a while ago, but there was only one demon at that time. But since about seven or eight years ago, more and more demons have appeared in the valley for no apparent reason. I even specially found something to guard against them, but I found that they only appeared at night. There were more demons every few days, which seemed to be..."
"What happens to passers-by at night?" Lin Du asked.
All the craftsmen nodded.
Lin Du frowned.
After Xia Tianwu and Quan Jiangren discussed for a long time and exchanged ideas about the changes in various parts of a person's body when he turned into a demon, Quan Jiangren even gave her a witch doctor's handbook.
The two of them finally exchanged notes of communication, and Xia Tianwu then stood up and said goodbye.
This time, Quan Jiangren did not see them off in person, but instead sent an extremely agile semi-mechanical monkey to take them to the correct exit.
The stone door behind him suddenly closed. Mo Lin walked to Xia Tianwu's side and stretched out his hand to block the glaring sunlight for her. "You obviously got a lot of things that you are interested in, but why are you so depressed? Is it because of those people who turned into demons?"
Xia Tianwu took off his mask and shook his head. His cold face was covered with a layer of gloom that was difficult to dispel. "I hope I am wrong."
After she finished speaking, she walked straight towards Lin Du, "Master Junior, there is something..."
Mo Lin, who fell behind: ...?