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 sad and mournful erhu tune, just like a lonely moon hanging high in the desert, and the ancient city sighing under the wind and sand.

In the erhu tune, there was a distant and empty voice, telling the rise and fall of the Lanju world, the desperate struggle of the monks, the final sacrifice, and being locked in the formation and unable to dissipate, but because of the resentment, there was only one obsession in the mind.

Stop the sacrifice.

"I've been through the entire ancient city." Lin Du suddenly spoke, "In addition to the sacrifice of life, 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 robbed 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 was originally where we grew up. How could it become a secret realm that you plundered and abandoned after plundering its resources?"

"Since you're here, you must be prepared to be robbed by them."

"It's just that I didn't expect that they would raise red willows."

Among the willow trees, the red willows grown in the desert are the most ferocious.

"I gave Lin Du the entire list. I know my fate is over. The past cannot be reversed. The past cannot be changed, but the future can be pursued. I hope you will not follow the same path as me."

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

Residual thoughts are not residual souls. Residual souls have more complex thoughts, but residual thoughts will only repeatedly cling to the deepest obsessions in their hearts before death.

Yuan Ye raised his hand and wiped his eyes.

Feng Chao glanced at him, "You are a child after all, why are you crying?"

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

"But the city lord didn't see Liu eating people or spitting them out."

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

The elders all praised him. This Lin Du is indeed worthy of his reputation. He really picks up everything!

"There is another thing. After the four of us from the Supreme Sect returned, we were attacked by a group of white-robed people. The leader's skills have never been seen before, and his realm has reached the Qianyuan realm, but he is not someone recorded on the Chongxiao list."

Feng Chao paused, "If this group of people formed an organization and mixed in the big and small sects, if they want to cover up the cannibalism of human essence and blood, they can use many methods."

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

"Why are you in such a hurry to kill my children when they return? Considering the time, maybe there really are ghosts hiding among them and watching them all the time?"

All the leaders were silent.

These people were hiding too well.

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

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

Those who think they can successfully kill the disciples of the Supreme Sect with their numbers and equipment must be visitors from the outside world.

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

Those disciples who are scattered outside to train and search for 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 regardless of cause and effect.

"Then it seems that there are indeed ghosts from other worlds who sneaked in."

"Then, find those people from that time 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 table of children by the elders of other sects and began to eat snacks.

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

The elder took a look and felt 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 it has two layers of spine?

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

"Little Master, what are you looking at?"

He squinted and only saw a few large characters.

"Raised by a Younger Wolf Dog".

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

This thing was a sample of a new story book written for her by the bookstore owner. 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, it's the new book of Miaobi Ke. I gave one copy to your second nephew. This is the second copy."

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

"Oh, I'll let her read it and use it as firewood."

Although it's impossible to reveal the plot, Lin Du can write a hundred stories based on the original plot. This second book is specially written for the second nephew. As long as they can read it, they will be more careful.

Although those storybooks are a bit bloody, full of thunder and lightning, and full of hypocrisy and embellishment, they are really good.

Just looking at the monthly share, Lin Du knows that these storybooks have good sales.

Yuan Ye took it and read it. As he read, he closed his teeth and looked at his junior master with tears in his eyes.

"From the title, I thought it was a love story about a beautiful woman hidden in a golden house. How come it starts with cannibalism? This is too scary."

"Yes, it's raised by a beautiful woman. Once it's fat, it's eaten." Lin Du spread his hands, "It's the same as raising pigs and geese."

It's really eaten in the physical sense.

Yuan Ye shook his head. Is this the way to raise a beautiful woman? I thought you were an unserious storyteller, but you came to expose the evil of human hearts?

“Then 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 a spirit fetus in her belly, purify her medicinal effects, and then feed her to his tribe?”

Lin Du raised his voice, “It was for this purpose from the beginning, and he did it in the end. If you want to ask whether he loved her or not…”

She laughed, "Even if you really love him, you can still eat him."

Yuan Ye was silent, "But the little wolf demon taught the cold little grass what laughter, heat, cold, and emotion are, but 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.

If it were a very normal person, the original author would not mention him at all.

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

Perhaps her facial expression was too touching, Yuan Ye was a little panicked, and when he was about to speak, he heard the door opened again.

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

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

"After being raised by a younger wolfdog"

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

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

"By the way, Lin Du."

Lin Du closed the Heart Sutra calmly, "Sister, what do you say."

"Do you like to read the Heart Sutra upside down? Why do you turn the page from the right?"

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

was careless.

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

She was not reading seriously, so she kept the modern habit of opening the pages from right to left.

Feng Chao smiled at the two pretentious children, "You don't study hard and you learn to pretend to deceive yourself."

She adjusted her sleeves and raised her chin slightly, with a sense of oppression hidden in her smile, "It just so happens that the sect's farming instruments need to be repaired in winter. One of you is a formation master and the other is studying Lu Banshu, so they are both useful. Repair it for me within this month, and I will go to check it myself."

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