Chapter 52 Carelessness

The leaders of the major sects in Zhongzhou gathered together. In the hall decorated with ancient and solemn decorations, at this moment, there was a mournful erhu tune flowing, sad and solemn, just like a solitary moon hanging high in the desert, and the ancient city sighing under the wind and sand.

And in that erhu tune, there was a distant and empty voice, telling the rise and fall of the Lanju world, the monks' desperate struggle, the final sacrifice, and being locked in the array and unable to dissipate, but because of the resentment, he was in a daze, with only one obsession left in his mind.

Stop the sacrifice.

"I've walked through the entire ancient city." Lin Du suddenly spoke up, "In addition to the life sacrifice, there is also a formation to gather yin and raise resentment. From the beginning, those people have made preparations for both situations."

"The resentful ghosts seized the body." The city lord continued, "They once said that if the Lanju Realm is destined to collapse into a small world and become a back garden for future generations to do whatever they want, then the future generations will have to pay the price."

"This is where we grew up. How come it has become a secret place that you have abandoned after plundering its resources?"

"Since you've come in, you must be prepared to be taken away by them."

"But I didn't expect that they would raise red willows."

Among willow trees, the red willow that grows in the desert is the most ferocious.

"I have given Lin Du the entire list. I know my fate has come to an end. The past cannot be reversed. The future can still be pursued. I hope you will not follow the same path as me."

The last sigh faded into the air, the music slowly came to an end, and the room became silent.

Residual thoughts are not residual souls. Residual souls are more complex and powerful, but residual thoughts will only repeatedly cling to the deepest obsessions in one's heart before death.

Yuan Ye raised his hand and wiped his eyes.

Feng Chao took a look and said, "He's a child after all, why is he crying?"

Yuan Ye was too embarrassed to say that he was sleepy because of yawning, so he shook his head.

"But this city lord has never seen Liu eat or spit out people with his own eyes."

"Well, there is some indirect evidence about this." Lin Du threw out a handful of bones and piled them in the hall.

All the elders agreed, this Lindu is indeed worthy of its reputation. It really picks up everything!

"There is one more thing. After we returned from the Supreme Sect, the four of us were attacked by a group of white-robed men. The leader's skills were something we had never seen before, and his realm had already reached the Qianyuan realm, but he was not someone listed on the Chongxiao List."

Feng Chao paused, "If this group of people formed an organization and mixed in with the big and small sects, if they wanted to cover up the fact that they were eating human essence and blood, they could use many methods."

For example, it is common for a disciple to die on the road of training.

"Why are you so eager to kill my children when they return? Considering the time, maybe there really is a ghost hiding among them, watching them all the time?"

All the sect leaders were silent.

These people are hiding too well.

But compared to all the previous evidence, nothing is more revealing than the ambush of the Supreme Sect.

Anyone from Zhongzhou, or even the Dongming Realm, would not want to stop the Supreme Sect.

Anyone who thinks they can successfully kill the Supreme Sect's disciples with their numbers and complete equipment must be an outsider.

Apart from anything else, Immortal Master Yanye and the previous leader have not ascended yet.

Those disciples who are scattered outside to train and collect resources are the largest intelligence network of the Supreme Sect itself. Once they encounter someone wanted by the sect, they will be killed on the spot without regard for cause and effect.

"So it seems that there is indeed someone from another world sneaking in."

"Then, find those people and search their souls?"

The next words were not for young disciples like Lin Du and Yuan Ye to hear. They were taken to the children's table by the elders of other sects and started to have tea and snacks.

Lin Du nibbled on the osmanthus cake, holding a copy of the Heart Sutra in his hand and pretending to read it. Yuan Ye saw that his junior uncle was so serious, and glanced at the elders of other sects around him. He felt a little guilty and also took out a book.

The elder took a quick look and felt somewhat impressed that it was worthy of being the number one sect in Zhongzhou.

Yuan Ye glanced at his junior uncle inadvertently and suddenly felt that something was wrong with the page.

Whose Heart Sutra is so thick? And has two layers of spine?

After waiting for a long time for the elders to get up and go out to chat, he went over to take a look.

"Master Junior, what are you looking at?"

He squinted and saw only a few large characters.

"Adopted by a younger wolfdog."

Yuan Ye was silent for a moment, "Junior Master...what is this?"

This thing is a sample of the new storybook that the bookstore owner wrote for her. Lin Du swallowed the last bite of osmanthus cake and took a sip of tea. "Want to read it?"

Yuan Ye nodded.

"Here you go, this is Miaobi Ke's new book. I gave one copy to your second senior sister. This is the second copy."

"Senior Sister Tianwu has this hobby?" Yuan Ye's eyes widened. "She doesn't look like someone who likes to read this kind of storybook."

"Oh, I'll let her use it as firewood after she finishes reading it."

Although I can't reveal the plot, Lin Du could have written a hundred stories based on the logic of the original plot. This second book was written specifically for the second nephews. As long as they can read it, they will be more careful.

Even though the words are a bit melodramatic, ridiculous, full of hypocrisy and embellishment, they are really true.

Just by looking at the monthly share, Lin Du knows that these books are selling well.

Yuan Ye took it and started to look at it. As he looked at it, he stopped baring his teeth and looked at his junior uncle with tears in his eyes.

"From the title I thought it was a love story about a beautiful woman in a secret house, but how come it ends with cannibalism? This is too scary."

"Yes, you can raise them. Once they are fat, you can eat them." Lin Du spread his hands, "It's the same as raising pigs and geese."

Real eating in the physical sense.

Yuan Ye shook his head. Is this the way to be pampered? I thought you were a frivolous storyteller, but you came to expose the evil in people's hearts?

"So, did this little wolf demon really never like this little grass demon? Did he really just want to raise her well and give birth to the spirit fetus in her belly, purify the medicinal effect, and then feed her to the tribe members?"

Lin Du raised his head and said, "From the beginning, it was for this purpose, and in the end, I did it. If you want to ask whether I have ever loved..."

She laughed and said, "Even if you really love it, you can still eat it."

Yuan Ye was silent. "But the little wolf demon taught the cold little grass what laughter, heat, cold, and emotion are. In the end, he didn't even know what these were, right?"

Lin Du felt that the boy was teachable. No wonder Yuan Ye was just an insignificant cannon fodder in the original plot and was hardly mentioned.

The original author didn't mention a word about people who are too normal.

Lin Du patted Yuan Ye's shoulder with emotion, what a wise man.

Perhaps it was because her facial expression was too moving, Yuan Ye felt a little frightened, and when he was about to speak, he heard the door open again.

Lin Du calmly turned a page of the Heart Sutra, while Yuan Ye was in a panic and the script hidden in the "Records of Calendars" fell to the ground.

Feng Chao, who came to pick up the child, saw the book cover that fell to the ground.

"Being raised by a younger wolfdog"

Yuan Ye fell to the ground with a plop, and covered the cover, "Ah, the master is here, Junior Uncle, let's go."

"...There's no need to be so polite." Feng Chao helped the man up and used his spiritual power to put the book into his sleeve.

"Oh, Lin Du."

Lin Du calmly closed the Heart Sutra and said, "Sister, please tell me."

"Do you like to read the Heart Sutra backwards? How do you turn the page from the right?"

Lin Du's hand holding the Heart Sutra trembled slightly.

I was careless.

The writing style of books in the world of cultivation is the same as that of ancient books, with the left as yang, the right as yin, the top as yang, and the bottom as yin. Pages are turned from left to right, which is exactly the opposite of modern books.

She wasn't reading seriously, so she retained the modern habit of subconsciously opening the pages from right to left.

Feng Chao smiled as he looked at the two children who were pretending to be good. "Instead of studying hard, you have learned to pretend to be good and deceive yourself."

She straightened her sleeves and raised her chin slightly, with a sense of urgency hidden in her smile. "It just so happens that the sect's farming instruments need repairing in winter. One of you is a formation master and the other is studying Lubanshu, so they are both useful. Repair them for me within this month and I will personally check them."

Lin Du and Yuan Ye looked at each other and nodded silently.