Chapter 262: The hayfield has already been burned, and we have to get a snowy mountain temple

The source of the raging fire in the city is the direction of the city lord's mansion.

The culprit is going upstream and fleeing madly.

So the six people who got into the hustle and bustle caught two of the culprits so easily.

Ni Jinxuan and Huang Xuan, one old and one young, had indescribable confusion and panic on their faces.

"Junior Master!"

"Young Master!!"

The two saw a row of people in the crowd and almost thought that there was something wrong with their vision.

The sea of ​​fire was getting farther and farther away from them, and the person they wanted to see the most was getting closer and closer to them.

But in this surprise, there was also a trace of fear.

What if these people are also fake?

"...You two look like this, I would think you burned down the city lord's mansion." Yuan Ye said jokingly.

As a result, the two people in front of a row of people braked at the same time, their eyes wandering, their bodies tense, and they seemed to be ready for a fight.

"……"

"It can't be you, right?"

"I didn't!" Huang Xuan shouted, "I just went with the flow!"

"I see, someone wants to burn down the City Lord's Mansion, why?"

"It's a group... a group of city residents whose relatives just died."

"Besides me, there are others. The people in the City Lord's Mansion saw it but didn't stop it." Huang Xuan stuttered a little, "Besides, I wonder if the world is destroyed and in chaos, so the young master woke up."

Lin Du was not surprised, "I knew something big was going to happen. If all the evil in the city is eliminated, then where will the good come from? Only by creating the conditions for doing good can everyone achieve enlightenment." Can

they really not see it?

No, they are just waiting for the opportunity to do good after the outbreak.

Lin Du reached out and patted Ni Jinxuan's head tentatively, "It's okay."

She smelled the smoky breath on Ni Jinxuan, and her whip was still carrying the residual smoke and heat. She could completely guess how this kid had contributed to the situation.

Ni Jinxuan almost instantly confirmed the authenticity of the junior master uncle, and threw herself into Lin Du's arms with confidence, and complained, "That high priest is exactly the same as the junior master uncle! He also forced me to play backgammon!"

"Backgammon?" Lin Du was slightly stunned, and then laughed, "You lost?"

"Yes! I lost!" Ni Jinxuan shouted loudly, righteously, "She also refused to arm wrestle with me!"

Lin Du patted her forehead, "It's really bad, isn't it?"

He didn't feel like scolding himself.

"Very bad!" Ni Jinxuan nodded vigorously.

There was a sound of crying from the side. The six members of the Supreme Sect turned their heads strangely and looked at the two birds crying with their heads in their hands.

"Wow!!! Old Huang!!! I finally saw the real you!!! Although you never praise me, I think it's good that you don't praise me!"

"Young Master!!! I think you are fine now! It's okay, we will learn our lesson slowly! We are not in a hurry to grow up!"

A sparrow and a bird cried like dogs.

The six members of the Supreme Sect: ... I haven't heard that they are close relatives of parrots?

Lin Du sighed, "The hay barn has been burned down, and it will be incomplete if we don't have a Fengxue Mountain Temple."

"Let's go, let's go to the temple."

Yuan Ye suddenly stopped, and the clear sound of lotus flowers falling came into his ears.

"Who is still sitting on the lotus throne? The three thousand worlds are broken at the same time. I am walking on the road of the human world. I am the Buddha and the devil..."

Lin Du hesitated, raised his arms, reached behind his head, and untied the gauze on his eyes.

Xia Tianwu noticed something and turned his head subconsciously.

In the commotion, Lin Du stopped strangely and tilted his head.

"It turned out to be... like this."

The world in front of Lin Du was still blurry, but she could strangely see the seven emotions of everyone in this city.

The seven emotions of human beings are joy, anger, sorrow, surprise, love, hatred, and desire.

At this moment, the citizens who ran to the city lord's mansion, everyone's seven emotions were ecstatic, mixed with a little fear, only a few people were sad, evil and surprised.

The left hand holding the long white yarn dropped down, and the red and gold ropes were wrapped around the slender wrist. In the place where no one noticed, the golden characters flowed slowly.

Those seven emotions were like a raging fire, so abundant that they rushed straight to the sky.

The rules of the city were completely broken by this fire, the rioting citizens, and the eight white chess pieces that were successfully put together.

People from the south and north of the city ran to the only city lord's mansion with wooden barrels, copper basins, and even a bowl of mung bean soup. At this time, a powerful force broke out from the oblique center of the city lord's mansion, extinguishing the fire all the way, and then rushed around with an unyielding attitude.

In Lin Du's perspective, those seven emotions became a tangled fog, which exploded completely after the power of the City Lord's Mansion collided with it, spreading to the entire city.

The explosion rose to the sky. The

huge impact turned all the citizens into smoke in an instant.

The Fog City finally became a real Fog City.

The fog descended, and the whole street was filled with a strange frost haze, like the miasma of the world.

If someone looked up in advance, they would find that the day had turned into night, the full moon was hanging high, and the moonlight flowed down like frost and turned into the miasma.

The eight people raised their hands and covered their mouths and noses almost at the same time.

The explosion stopped, and there was a fine, crackling sound in my ears. It was hard to tell whether it was the sound of the burning flames or the sound of frost and snow freezing.

Someone played the Xiqin in the mist.

Yuan Ye suddenly spoke, and he turned the bowstring in his hand, "Junior Master, you go first."

"I can't see in front of me." Yue Han whispered.

"It doesn't matter." Lin Du raised his feet calmly, "A blind man is more stable when walking at night."

"Be careful." Mo Lin reminded his junior brother worriedly.

"Don't worry, if a person can't beat my inexperienced self, it means I haven't grown at all." Yuan Ye laughed and strode towards the direction where the mournful music came from.

Lin Du led them through the thick fog very calmly.

The ground was in a mess, and except for Lin Du, everyone else was stumbling.

Xia Tianwu stumbled because she wasn't paying attention, and a strong arm supported her.

As if afraid that she would fall again, the man didn't let go.

Xia Tianwu tentatively shook hands with him, wanting to confirm his identity, and said with a leather sleeve, "Senior Brother?"

"Yes." In the thick fog, Mo Lin's voice sounded very calm.

Lin Du looked back, and the mist of love on Mo Lin's body almost enveloped him.

Lin Du: ...6

Xia Tianwu suddenly stopped and looked at a faint red fire.

Mo Lin shook it nervously.

Xia Tianwu thought Mo Lin was worried, "Don't worry, senior brother, I can do it."

The next moment, the sound of a sword being unsheathed came from the opposite side.

Lin Du: ...Oh.

Almost at the same time, Mo Lin drew his long sword, "Let's go."

Lin Du walked along the way, with fewer people along the way, until she finally walked alone in front of the unfinished temple.

The roof has not been built yet, but the altar has been moved over. In the thick fog, only the altar is shrouded by a beam of cold moonlight, like water.

Lin Du met a pair of silver-gray eyes with the same color.

"Yo, you think you are a god just because you sit on the altar? Do you know that the roof is leaking?" Lin Du's voice was extremely playful, and it suddenly echoed in the lonely and cold temple.

"It's faster than I thought. I thought at least the temple would be built." The same voice was particularly calm.

"Isn't it natural for the world to collapse?" Lin Du walked into the temple.

The other party sat on the altar with a chessboard in front of him.

"Would you like to play a game of chess?"

"Okay." Lin Du sat on the other side of the altar neatly, raised his hand and grabbed the white piece, "In our world of cultivation, it is a rule that the white piece goes first."

"Then the black piece goes first." The other party raised his hand and grabbed the black piece, and it fell down with a click.