Chapter 64: Daozu's reincarnation is not as good as your definition
The group captured the tiger monster and returned to the village. Yan Qing and Mo Lin didn't know why the junior master denied that she had set up the formation herself. All the way, they were looking at the young man who was playing with the folding fan and smiling.
The fan that looked like it would freeze your hands showed a strange iron color in the snow. It didn't look like a folding fan, but a heavy killing weapon.
But they had seen Lin Du unfold the fan before. The fan was full of light and there was an image of ice and snow on it. But they didn't expect that the fan would hide itself if it was not opened.
Lin Du played with the fan casually. The short straight iron block turned in the air, and the fan fell steadily into the open palm as if it had eyes.
She seemed to be nonchalant, but in fact, she had already gone through all the details in her mind.
It was true that the ox was eaten by the tiger, but the human was not necessarily eaten by the tiger monster. The cub was too small and its hunting skills were limited. Moreover, the flesh and blood at the scene were splattered.
It seemed like... someone had deliberately crushed it.
This game was too crude. Was it too much of a disrespect for the intelligence of the disciples of the Supreme Sect?
"Fellow Daoist Shao, was your injured fellow disciple also injured by the monster?" Lin Du suddenly spoke.
Shao Fei was startled and looked at the young man in a ragged robe who was surrounded by the crowd. "Yes."
Lin Du tapped his chin with the handle of the fan. "Then let Tian Wu go and take a look at that Taoist friend."
Without waiting for Shao Fei to speak, she continued, "Taoist friend, you don't have to refuse. In the territory of our Supreme Sect, if any ant passing by has a broken leg, we have to fix it before we leave. Don't you agree, Master Nephew?"
She tilted her head and glanced at Mo Lin with a smile.
Mo Lin, who was originally thinking about what kind of magical treasure the junior master's fan was, straightened his back instantly, "Junior master is right!"
Shao Fei sneered, "That couldn't be better, but my fellow disciple is shy and has a strange temper. He doesn't look good after being injured, and he is a little afraid of doctors..."
"No problem, at worst, he can be treated after he faints," Lin Du smiled angrily, "Your health is more important, and you should act according to your own wishes."
Shao Fei:? What do you mean by acting according to your own wishes? Even the Taoist master can't define it better than you.
She gave a fake smile, "Fellow Daoist Lin is really good at making jokes."
Lin Du had only a faint smile on his lips, and met her gaze through Mo Lin Yuan Ye, "I never joke."
"Yes, our junior uncle never jokes." Yuan Ye added, "Our sect's style is like this, we seek truth from facts."
After all, she said she would crush the skull, so she crushed the skull.
Shao Fei was completely speechless.
Are all the disciples of the Supreme Sect a little sick?
Ni Jinxuan was in the main hall of the village chief. She was sweet and easy-going, and it was easy for her to get along with the villagers. When she saw someone lift the curtain, she immediately stood up and shouted with a smile, "Junior uncle, are you here?"
Yuan Ye still maintained the action of lifting the curtain, waiting for the junior uncle to come in first.
Lin Du's body was getting colder and colder as he walked along. Seeing the smiling faces inside, he slightly dispersed the evil spirit that he had been holding back for a while, mobilized his spiritual power to dispel the coldness on his body, and then stepped into the door.
"How is the mother?"
Ni Jinxuan asked, "Second Senior Sister gave her a calming soup."
"Have you asked about her?" Lin Du nodded to the village chief's family, took out a golden bag from his waist, grabbed a handful of orange candies and gave them to the child who was leaning against Jinxuan.
"My junior senior uncle asked me to ask, so of course I have asked," Ni Jinxuan wanted to report, but Lin Du raised his hand and made a gesture to stop her.
Shao Fei said gently, "This is a bit inhumane. It just happened. If you let the mother recall it, wouldn't it be like stabbing her in the heart? Why not let the mother rest first?"
The village chief was about to say that there was nothing that could be done, when the young master who was clearly the leader spoke up, "You are right."
"I can't tell what realm you are in, Brother Shao. Excuse me, what is your realm? The tiger demon ran away when it saw you coming. It must be very advanced, right?"
Xia Tianwu happened to come out from the inner room and said gently, "She has fallen asleep after drinking the tranquilizing soup. I think she will be calmer after waking up. I will leave a few more packets of medicine. Please go back and look after her, Aunt Li."
Mo Lin took the medicine pot and soup bowl from her hand and said, "Junior sister, did you cook the medicine yourself?"
Is there anything wrong with it?
Xia Tianwu used his telepathy to transmit his voice, "I'm not the kind of person who would mess up a pot of medicine."
"But last time you cooked a pot of burnt cakes for Junior Uncle-Master." Mo Lin transmitted it back.
"I wanted to try using my strange fire at that time, this time it's normal fire!"
Shao Fei's eyes moved back and forth between the two young men. The cold and lonely woman was also dressed in white, but the fabric was very good, with complex dark patterns carved on it. The red plum blossoms on the collar and cuffs were very cold. At this moment, she looked at Mo Lin, and her serious face also fluctuated. The two looked at each other, and there was an inexplicable emotion in their eyes.
She couldn't help but speak to divert everyone's attention.
"I am not like you. I was originally a dead bloodline, but fortunately I inherited the power of a dragon when I was in southern Yunnan. So now I can also cultivate with the help of this dragon, but I don't have a specific realm."
"But I believe that this is an opportunity given to me by God. I will definitely work hard to cultivate and repay Daoist Mo Lin for saving my life."
"No need, I didn't save you." Mo Lin noticed the reason, "I really didn't save you." You
can't just save a beauty on the street. Who knows how to repay the favor? The little uncle said that a great favor is a great revenge.
[Host, aren't you asking knowingly? I didn't give you a script? ]
"What do you mean by knowingly asking? This is called asking shamelessly."
[? Did you use the wrong word? 】
"That's not the case." Lin Du held the handle of the fan and tapped his chin unconsciously with the top of the fan. He glanced at Xia Tianwu and saw that she frowned slightly.
"So it's Master Gu." Xia Tianwu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he glanced at Mo Lin again.
Mo Lin raised his hand and shook his head innocently, "This really doesn't exist in our Supreme Sect. I don't understand."
Master Gu is a real side sect, not even a Taoist sect, and there are only legends in the outside world. This thing has been passed down from generation to generation, and there is no book that records the truth in detail.
"There are 3,600 side sects in Taoism, and there are also people who have achieved enlightenment in the side sects. As long as your heart is righteous and you have a foundation, you will definitely succeed if God calls you to succeed." Lin Du stood behind Ni Jinxuan with a smile.
Not sure if it was an illusion, Ni Jinxuan felt that Junior Master emphasized the word "righteousness" very much.
"Junior Master is right." Ni Jinxuan tilted her head to look at Shao Fei, "Daoyou, would you like to sit down?"
"No hurry, Tianwu, come with me to visit the Taoist friend of Feixing Sect. It is said that he was injured by a monster and stayed here. Out of morality, we should also go to diagnose and treat him. Otherwise, what will we do if the mountain is blocked by heavy snow and we can't treat him in time?"
Lin Du said, pressing Ni Jinxuan's shoulder.
Ni Jinxuan understood and used her spiritual consciousness to transmit a message to Lin Du, "The village chief said that these two people came here to stay the night, and then the cow was eaten at night. Fellow Daoist Shao said that the monster seemed to be at a higher level, and she couldn't handle it alone with her low ability. The village chief said that this is the territory of the Supreme Sect and is protected by the Supreme Sect. If something happens again, she will notify the Supreme Sect so that she doesn't have to bear the burden."
"But Fellow Daoist Shao said that it would be better to call them earlier. The monster's footprints were very large, so it must be at a very high level. Eating a cow might not fill its appetite. If it sees blood and pays attention to humans, it would be bad. The village chief thought it made sense, so he notified our sect. Before we came, everyone stayed at home and didn't dare to come out. Suddenly, we heard a shout, and then Fellow Daoist Shao said to go out and take a look."
"What happened afterwards was similar to what the village chief said. Fellow Daoist Shao chased the monster away, but he was a step too late. The child had already been eaten. The man of this family ventured into the mountains in autumn to store winter food and fell to his death. Because there was no man to hunt, the orphan and widow had a hard time making a living in winter. The mother went out to exchange two eggs for the children to eat something good."
After listening to Lin Du, he suddenly understood why the family did not put up the talisman.
Because the Supreme Sect issued the talisman in Dingjiu City around October every year according to the registered information of the farmers. The child was still young, and it was difficult for the mother to leave to take care of him. Moreover, they were all ordinary people and could only be self-sufficient to maintain their livelihood. No matter how many means of transportation they had, it was impossible for them to walk more than 20 miles into the city.
October was about the time when their man died.
The mother was probably too late, or simply didn't think about it.
Hemp ropes pick out the smallest details, and misfortune picks out the unfortunate.
She held the fan handle with a little force, and the evil deeds of people should not be forgiven.
This matter is not over.