The group accepted the tiger demon and returned to the village. Yan Qing and Mo Lin didn't know why the junior uncle denied that she had set up the formation by herself. They were looking at the young man who was playing with the folding fan and smiling with his eyes downcast along the way.
The fan that made my hands freeze just by looking at it showed a strange iron color in the snow. It didn't look like a folding fan, but like a heavy murder weapon.
But they had seen Lin Du unfolding his fan before. The fan was full of light, and the top was like ice and snow, but they didn't expect that the fan would darken itself if it was not opened.
Lin Du played with the fan casually, and the short, straight iron piece spun in the air. The fan landed steadily in the palm of his open hand, as if it had eyes.
She seemed careless, but in fact she had already gone through all the details in her mind.
It was true that the cow was eaten by the tiger, but humans were not necessarily eaten by the tiger monster. The cub was too small, its hunting skills were limited, and the flesh and blood at the scene was splattered.
It's like... the remnants of someone deliberately crushing it.
This game is too rough, does it look down upon the IQ of the disciples of the Supreme Sect?
"Fellow Daoist Shao, was your injured fellow disciple also injured by a monster?" Lin Du suddenly said.
Shao Fei was startled and looked at the green-robed young man surrounded by everyone, "Yes."
Lin Du tapped his chin with the handle of the fan, "Then let Tian Wu go and show that fellow Taoist."
Before Shao Fei could speak, she continued, "Fellow Taoist, you don't have to refuse. In the territory of our Supreme Sect, if any ant passing by breaks its leg, we have to pick it up before leaving. Are you right, Grand Master Nephew?"
She tilted her head and glanced at Mo Lin with a smile.
Mo Lin, who was originally thinking about what kind of spiritual treasure that little master's fan was, straightened his back instantly, "Little master's uncle is right!"
Shao Fei chuckled, "That's perfect, but my classmate is afraid of strangers and has a weird temper. He doesn't look good when he's injured. He has some ailments that he avoids getting medical treatment..."
"It's easy to say, the worst thing is to knock him out and then treat him," Lin Du smiled angrily, "Your health is important, and you should follow the authority in urgent matters."
Shao Fei:? What do you mean by following the right of urgency? Even if Daozu reincarnates, you will not be able to define it.
She gave a fake smile and said, "Young Daoist Lin really knows how to joke."
There was only a specious smile on Lin Du's lips, and he looked at her through Mo Lin Yuan Ye, "I never joke."
"Yes, our junior uncle never jokes." Yuan Ye followed, "Our sect's style is to seek truth from facts."
After all, when she said crush the skull, crush the skull.
Shao Fei was completely speechless.
Is there something wrong with all the disciples of the Supreme Sect?
Ni Jinxuan was in the village chief's main room. She was sweet and easy-going, and she easily got along with the villagers. When she saw someone opening the door curtain, she immediately stood up and shouted with a smile, "Uncle, are you here?" "
Yuan Ye still kept opening the door curtain, waiting for his junior uncle to come forward.
The cold air on Lin Du's body became heavier and heavier every step he came here. When he saw the smiling faces inside, some of the evil spirits that he had held back all the way were slightly dissipated. He mobilized his spiritual power to disperse the cold ice on his body, and then stepped into the inside the door.
"How is the mother?"
Ni Jinxuan said, "Second senior sister fed her the calming soup."
"Have you asked?" Lin Duchong nodded to the village chief's family, took a brocade bag from his waist, grabbed a handful of orange candies and gave them to the child who was leaning against Jinxuan.
"My junior uncle asked me to ask, so of course I asked," Ni Jinxuan wanted to report, but was stopped by Lin Du raising his hand and making a gesture.
Shao Fei said warmly, "This is a bit inhumane. What just happened, and just letting the mother think about it like this, isn't it stabbing her heart? Why don't we let the mother rest first."
The village chief was just about to say that there was nothing that could be done about it, when the young master who was clearly the leader spoke, "You are right."
"You can't see the realm in Fellow Daoist Shao. I would like to ask, what is the realm? That tiger demon ran away when he saw you going. He must have a very high level of cultivation, right?"
Xia Tian Wucong walked out of the room and said warmly, "I have fallen asleep now after drinking the calming soup. I guess it will be calmer after I wake up. I will leave a few more packets of medicine at that time and ask Aunt Li to go back and take care of her." "
Mo Lin smoothly took the medicine pot and soup bowl from her hand, "Junior sister, did you cook the medicine yourself?"
Is it okay to cook this?
Xia Tian Wuyong's spiritual consciousness transmitted a message: "I won't be able to fry even a soup pot."
"But last time you cooked a pot of burnt cake for my junior uncle." Mo Lin passed it back.
"I wanted to try using my strange fire at that time, but this time it's normal fire!"
Shao Fei's eyes moved back and forth between the two young men. The deserted woman was also dressed in white, but the fabric was very good and carved with complicated dark patterns. The red plum blossoms on the collar and cuffs stood out from the cold. At this moment, she looked at Mo Lin. , the unsmiling face also had fluctuations, the two looked at each other, with inexplicable emotion in their eyes.
She couldn't help but speak to divert everyone's attention.
"I'm no better than you. I have a unique lineage, but luckily I got the inheritance of Gu when I was in southern Yunnan. So now I can use this Gu to practice, but there is no specific realm."
"But I believe that this is an opportunity given to me by God. I will definitely practice hard and repay Fellow Taoist Mo Lin for his life-saving grace."
"No need, I didn't save you." Mo Lin noticed the factor, "I really didn't save you."
You can't save the beauties on the roadside casually. Who knows what repayment of kindness will be like. My uncle said, a great favor is a great enemy.
[Host, didn’t you ask knowingly? I didn't give you the script? 】
"Why do you ask knowingly? I'm not ashamed to ask."
【? Did you use the wrong word? 】
"That's not true." Lin Du held the handle of the fan and unconsciously tapped his chin with the top of the fan. He glanced at Xia Wu and saw that she was indeed frowning slightly.
"It turns out to be a Gu Master." Xia Tian Wu's eyelashes trembled slightly and he glanced at Mo Lin again.
Mo Lin innocently raised his hand and scratched his head, "Our Supreme Sect doesn't really have this, so we don't understand it."
The Gu Master 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 are no classics that record the truth in detail.
"There are 3,600 Taoist sects, and there are some who are enlightened among them. As long as your heart is right and you have the foundation, if God tells you to succeed, you will definitely succeed." Lin Du stood behind Ni Jinxuan with a smile.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Ni Jinxuan felt that the word "heart is right" was taken very seriously by her junior uncle.
"Uncle Junior is right." Ni Jinxuan turned her head and looked at Shao Fei, "Fellow Taoist, are you sitting down?"
"No hurry, Tian Wu, come with me to visit fellow Taoists from Feixing Sect. It is said that he was injured by a monster and stayed here. For moral reasons, we should also go for diagnosis and treatment, otherwise the mountain is blocked by heavy snow. What should I do if treatment fails in time?”
Lin Du said, pressing Ni Jinxuan's shoulder.
Ni Jinxuan understood and sent a message to Lin Du with her spiritual consciousness, "The village chief said that these two people came to stay overnight, and then the cow was eaten at night. Fellow Taoist Shao said that the monster might be at a higher level, and she was alone. Her abilities are low and she cannot cope with it. The village chief said that this is the territory of the Supreme Sect and is protected by the Supreme Sect. If something happens again, he will notify the Supreme Sect so that she does not have to be burdened."
"But fellow Taoist Shao said, it's better to call him earlier. The monster beast's footprints are huge, so it must be at a very high level. Eating a cow may not satisfy its appetite. It would be bad if it sees blood and draws attention to people. Village It makes sense after thinking about it, so we informed our sect. Before we came over, everyone was staying at home and didn't dare to come out. Suddenly they heard a shout, and then Taoist fellow Shao said to come out and have a look."
"What happened after that was pretty much what the village chief said. Fellow Taoist Shao drove away the monster, but he was too late and the child had been eaten. The man from this family ventured into the mountains to stock up on winter food in the autumn. He lost his footing and fell to his death. , because there are no men to hunt, so orphans and widowed mothers have a hard time making a living in the winter. The mother went out to exchange two eggs for her children to eat something good."
After listening to this, Lin Du suddenly understood why that family didn't put up any spiritual talismans.
Because the Supreme Sect distributes spiritual talismans in Dingjiucheng around October every year according to the registered villager information, the child is still young, and it is difficult for the mother to take care of him and leave. Moreover, they are ordinary families and can only support themselves to make a living. There are not many means of transportation, and it is impossible to walk more than 20 miles into the city.
October was around the time when the man in their family died.
The mother was afraid that she didn't have time, or that she didn't even think about it.
The hemp rope picks and breaks at the thinnest part, and the bad luck picks up the misfortune.
She held the handle of the fan slightly with her hand. No one can live with the evil they do.
This is not over yet.
