Lin Du threw away the net scarf. The fire wind became more and more fierce. The broken hair on the forehead and back of the head was blown to one place, and it was a little curled. With the firelight, she became the messy yellow hair of the past. Messy kid.
She smiled helplessly and stuffed two pills into her mouth, one to restore her spirit and one to replenish her energy.
The night is still long, but dawn is not far away.
Lin Du raised his hand and opened the door, fished out the man who had long since lost his breath, and met his eyes.
She knelt down casually and asked, "Who are you now?"
Tao Xian blinked his eyes. There seemed to be no injuries on his body, but the evil spirit was already roiling inside. The disciple uniform all over his body had long turned into a dark ocher color, and his skin was like sandpaper scratching the flesh.
"Little...little Taoist priest..."
Lin Du took a deep breath and closed his eyes, "Don't blame me, you can't control yourself. If you want to kill me, I can only kill you."
The cause and effect here does not count as reckless killing.
Tao Xian smiled bitterly, knowing that although Lin Du loved to joke, most of the time, what he said was not a joke.
Just like Lin Du interrogating Shao Fei, it was exactly the same as how he interrogated him in the hall during the day.
He is a mediocre person with fairly good spiritual roots. Although he is not as good as those heaven-defying things from the Supreme Sect, he can still be a direct disciple of a large sect.
Many times, he always felt that he was just practicing in seclusion. When he opened his eyes, something was wrong inside his body, as if... he had just gone out and there were mud marks on the soles of his shoes that did not belong to the place he had been.
He thought he had some illness, such as wandering disorder, or even amnesia. He had to rely on himself to allocate the resources of the Flying Star Sect. He didn't dare to let others find out the clues, so he was even more cautious in front of his master and worked more diligently. Honestly, I'm afraid I'll be discovered one day.
But that was mostly when he was in seclusion, but he didn't expect that when he got here today, he would actually suffer from such a disease.
He tried his best to open his mouth, and a bit of sweetness rolled out of his throat. He lay on the ground and tilted his head. After a while, he spoke again, "Actually, I have doubts about what the village woman said today."
"But I can't think of it, and I don't dare to think about it."
"How ridiculous do you think it is? How could I... be involved with such a thing, such a terrible thing..."
He has been an honest man all his life, and all he wants is to live a better life within his ability, find a Taoist companion, and live a peaceful life until the day when his life ends.
He had never thought about ascension or great power.
He just wants to live a good life, but why is this happening?
Lin Du lowered his eyes and looked at him, then spoke softly, "You have had your memory wiped and a brand of distraction was planted on you."
"It turns out I'm not sick, so I'm relieved..." He coughed lightly, which didn't require much effort anymore, but seemed to come out with a burst of anger, and then his internal organs were shocked and hurt.
"It's not you." Lin Du lowered his eyes, "But the karma is on you."
Tao Xian's pupils dilated slightly, "Who harmed me?"
He thought about who could cast such a spell on himself, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to defeat it. He had been a coward all his life, and in the end he couldn't even kill the culprit himself, so he let out a sigh of relief.
"I just want to save some money, find a Taoist companion, and live a good life. Little Taoist Master, how can it be so difficult to live a peaceful life...?"
Lin Du's eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a long moment, she said, "I'm sorry, I can't help you... remind you of the past."
Tao Xian's soul has been damaged. Even if Yan Ye is here, there is no way to remind him of the past.
"You have two choices now. I will personally send you to the underworld."
Lin Du paused and said, "My master, Xiu Ming Dao, I can always find your reincarnation, and I will give you a chance when the time comes."
"Second, when I kill the main soul and the main soul is destroyed, if there is no other involvement, the split soul brand will lose control. You can slowly dissolve the split soul after you take good care of your body."
Tao Xian now no longer had the honesty to apologize. He said something and smiled, "Now I have seen the real living King of Hell."
The meaning of what Lin Du said was very simple. Whether he survived or not was up to him. She wanted to kill everyone.
Tao Xian suddenly understood something, "Little Taoist Priest, please leave me to see the person behind him die with my own eyes. When the time comes, please give me a ride."
"The Feixing Sect probably won't support a loser like me. Little Taoist Master, how many years have you been a Taoist? Before I met you, I thought I was a good young man, but I didn't know until I met you. What is the difference between an ordinary talent and a genius?"
Tao Xian struggled to finish a long series of words, "Can you tell them when you communicate with the underworld, so that I can give birth to a good child like you in my next life?"
"A good tire is not necessarily a good tire," Lin Du paused, "but there will indeed be one that is the same as me."
A glimmer of hope flashed in Tao Xian's eyes, "What is it?"
"People whose souls are damaged have inherent deficiencies." Lin Du said.
Tao Xian: ...There is no need for him to ask that question.
"Then you wait." Lin Du found a Yuan Yuan Dan, and temporarily held Tao Xian's life in danger, leaning the man who had long lost control of his body against the door, and used his spiritual power to wrap it up for him. The legs looked like they were injured while meditating.
Lin Du left, and Tao Xian just pretended to regulate his breath at the door, but in fact, only the elixir forcibly restored his vitality.
A tall figure appeared in front of him, "Are you okay?"
Tao Xian replied subconsciously, "It's just a fatal injury..."
When death is imminent, people always have to pretend.
Mo Lin hugged the sword stick and looked down at him, "Fatal injury? Who did it?"
Tao Xianxin asked who else it could be, but he didn't say anything.
He knew that it was Lin Du's fault. One of them had to die tonight.
Mo Lin heard the fighting at the entrance of the village and left with his sword and stick.
"No, Taoist Priest Mo Lin, aren't you unable to use your spiritual power?"
Mo Lin didn't look back and kept his steps steady. Before Lin Du left, he left a defensive array for him to keep him out.
But there has been no response from the transmission notes sent out. The young martial uncle does not have much ability to protect himself. Although Xia Wu's technique is powerful, it is not a killing move. If he encounters a specialized murderer, he will be exhausted after being exhausted. how?
No one in the village dared to come out from the beginning to the end, and they wanted to lock the doors and windows for fear of affecting them.
"No! Don't..."
Tao Xian couldn't stop him, turned around and cursed in his heart, what kind of gods are the Supreme Sect.
A person who has been poisoned can still hold the sword and die without hesitation.
Xia Tianwu looked at the dozens of white figures in front of him, their expressions still cold and cold. Only the firelight reflected in the eyes that had been cold all year round, showing a certain fierceness.
Just before Lin Du left, he used his spiritual consciousness to convey a message to her.
"If the formation is broken, the men in white robes will definitely come. Second nephew, there is only one way to go here. If you can defend it, defend it. If you can't defend it, take Mo Lin with you."
Xia Tianwu didn't know what Lin Du was going to do. She couldn't break the formation, but if her junior uncle asked her to defend the village, she could do it.
"You were the one who broke this village's formation?"
Xia Tian doesn't care about him, he raises his hand and continues to fight.
A voice lazily interjected, "Don't accuse good people unfairly. We are all just passers-by."
Xia Tian turned around without any surprise. Lin Du's green clothes turned dim black under the firelight. The broken hair on his forehead was messy on the side of his face, and there was a specious smile at the corner of his mouth.
"What do you mean the formation is broken? How can a village have such a formation?"
Lin Du pretended to be stupid, but the man in white robe didn't believe it, "Stop talking nonsense, the formation has been broken, everyone in the village will die today!"
