When Lin Mu heard Di Xiu's words, he felt that something was wrong.
"How could he have..."
Where can he go home.
Before Lin Mu finished speaking, he swallowed it back by himself, stunned for a long time, and said, "He went back to the Great Wilderness?"
"Yeah." Dixiu nodded.
Lin Mu withdrew from Di Xiu's arms and looked at Di Xiu with a strange expression for a while, but in the end he couldn't pretend he didn't know.
He asked, "What did he do?"
Di Xiu looked at Lin Mu's firm appearance and pursed his lips.
He subconsciously wanted to isolate such things from Lin Mu.
In Dixiu's view, his children have already suffered a lot of things that he should not have suffered at his age, and there is no need to add more dark colors.
Whether it was him, Diwu, Yan Gui or Yan Xuanjing, they all subconsciously downplayed many serious things in front of Lin Mu, and told them to him in as relaxed a tone as possible, as if they had everything in mind.
But in fact, there are so many things that can be done easily in this world. The Emperor Wu always takes a wrong step and will fall into the abyss.
What's more, everything has an accident, no one knows when the accident will fall on his head, and as an elder, there is very little he can do now.
It seems that these things can only be blocked from Lin Mu's cognition - he has been absent for too long, and now he wants to make up for the things that Lin Mu is missing, and he doesn't know it's too late.
But at least, he wanted to give Lin Mu a safe and happy life as much as possible.
He tried not to cause trouble for Lin Mu, and he didn't have to leave it to Lin Mu to solve things that could be solved by him. Did he use his own strength to ease the worries of his children
Little guys with elders don't need to worry too much. In this matter, all elders think so.
Including Nie Shen, he did the same.
Lin Mu noticed something, shook his hand in front of Dixiu, and muttered, "Don't hide it from me, Dad, I'm not a child anymore."
Di Xiu was startled, looked at Lin Mu for a long time, and finally showed a small smile.
"It's just a child," he said, but he didn't hide it from Lin Mu any more, and said, "He is probably going to trouble the grievances of the Emperor Wu."
After thousands of years, what kind of power and resentment were abandoned by Emperor Wu
The only thing they knew was what Yan Gui had mentioned before—that is, the grievances of Emperor Wu made many of the monsters who had rewarded him with the power to divide up restless.
To be precise, there are occasional riots, like a [time bomb].
The power of Emperor Wu is quite tyrannical, and the monsters who can live in the power of Emperor Wu are relatively weak and peaceful guys, and their resistance to Emperor Wu's talent to ward off evil spirits is relatively high.
But precisely because of this, when the grievances of the imperial house rioted, the resistance of these monsters was relatively weak.
Resentment has a great impact on all kinds of creatures. Even when the mountain was closed, everyone thought it was the resentment brought by Nie Shen.
But there are many monsters in the vast wilderness, and their deaths are like a drizzle to the upper-level monsters.
Compared with the pure aura and environment brought by the power of the Imperial House, these losses are not worth mentioning.
"The resentment is alive, and those riots, nine times out of ten, he is looking for a place to escape the repression and regain his freedom." Di Xiu said.
Although he has never really lived in the chaos of the Great Wilderness, Yan Gui and other big monsters brought him various books and bamboo slips to show him, and they are very concerned about such information that may be ignored by the big monsters. , Dixiu is much more sensitive.
Nie Shen's luck is really bad—or rather, Mirage's luck is really bad.
Di Xiu lowered his eyes and felt that the death of the mirage was most likely the result of that resentment.
Otherwise, how could it be so coincidental that after the mirage dies, you can still touch the bottom of Mengze. You know, even Luanfeng, who has lived in Mengze for hundreds of years, doesn't know that there is a world under Mengze, which shows how well Mirage has concealed her escape route.
It has existed for thousands of years, and even has a spirit of resentment. It is not very difficult to incite two big monsters to fight, let alone coax a little half-demon who doesn't know anything.
That resentment may have meant that he wanted to kill the mirage at first and replace it.
If you think about it, you will know that Mengze's master has always been a loner, with special abilities and a low sense of presence, especially good at disguising and hiding.
As the grievances that need to be disguised and hidden most in order to avoid being discovered by other monsters to suppress or kill, they will naturally be tempted by the talent of the mirage.
But when the mirage was alive, it was too strong, and its sins were very few, and it was pure and innocent.
Without an entity, resentment naturally cannot replace her.
So the target naturally fell on the little half-demon who had the blood of a mirage and didn't disappear like a mirage after it died.
No matter the reason for so many years, I can think of throwing Nie Shen Huyou to the Borderlands.
He wanted this little half-demon who didn't know anything to be full of resentment and murder. When the cause and effect fell, Nie Shen died, and he could take his place.
When he has a body and the ability of a mirage, there will be nowhere to go, and no one can stop him.
No matter what he is looking for or who he is looking for, as long as he is free, he can always find it.
"What's more..." Di Xiu sighed, "We actually don't know whether this resentment is only one, or there are many."
There are very, very few things like resentment.
Generally speaking, the resentful spirits are ghosts. These are resentment spirits that cannot be escaped after death, and their purpose is quite obvious.
This is not the case with resentful spirits. A mass of resentment without wisdom, generally speaking, either gradually dissipates, or is swallowed up by other resentful spirits and turned into their power. No matter what, it is impossible for them to become essence by themselves.
But there are no precedents.
Yan Gui has seen it before, but resentment is quite a good target, so even if resentment becomes serious, it is difficult to make a name for it.
This time, it was the first time that the entire Great Wilderness was disturbed.
And when those monsters divided up the imperial house, they made the best use of everything, for fear that they would suffer some losses.
Therefore, the imperial house was ripped apart beyond recognition, not only the body and soul, but also the power was dismantled.
Losing the power driven by the body is no different from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and grievances are quite easy to deal with. You can choose either to suppress or kill them, but the grievances of the Emperor House are tightly entangled with power, so the monsters at that time were all Simply choose to suppress.
Who knew that this repression could suppress such a thing thousands of years later.
Thinking about it this way, in the list of cities and countries that Nie Shen took away, almost all of the monsters who attacked the Imperial House had their territory at the top.
Emperor Wu himself was quite gloating about this, and Yan Gui, who had not had bad luck on his own head, was also gloating about it, so after Di Xiu vaguely guessed about Nie Shen, he was a little worried.
After all, because it was so easy to deal with before, no one paid any special attention to what means of resentment turned into essence.
Especially this time, the resentment carried the power of Emperor Wu.
It shouldn't be.
Because the power of Emperor Wu itself is to ward off evil, and when it comes to evil, the first thing that comes to mind is resentment.
Don't know how to deal with it either.
Lin Mu listened, opened his mouth, and asked, "Then what will Nie Shen do with him?"
"Kill directly..."
Or merge with resentment and commit suicide.
If it is integrated with resentment, the cause and effect belongs to him alone, and it has nothing to do with the imperial house.
Di Xiu didn't tell Lin Mu the latter choice, because he thought Nie Shen would probably choose the latter.
Ever since he saw this half-demon, Di Xiu had never seen any vitality in him, especially after Nie Shen met Luan Feng.
The whole person seems to have accepted all the injustices and scars, and it is as calm as a puddle in the dark that has been dead for a long time and is about to dry up with the last remnant.
Lin Mu felt that Di Xiu had nothing to say.
After hesitating for a long time, he finally didn't dig any further, just asked, "Will he die?"
Dixiu didn't know.
He just stroked the little sapling on Lin Mu's head that he released to bask in the sun.
The little sapling was refreshed under the caress close to the blood, and tried to shake a little bit of fluorescence, and fell on Dixiu's hand, bringing a little sweet warmth.
Small, weak, just budding, belongs to the power of Emperor Xiu.
So, still a child.
Lin Mu didn't notice, he tilted his head to look at Dixiu, and said, "I heard you told him about Dixiu Valley before, so would he go there?"
Dixiu nodded: "Maybe."
"That's good too," Lin Mu said, "I saw Dixiu Valley in my dream. The sun was so big, and it was just right to have Nie Squat there to block the sun."
Di Xiu was startled, couldn't help but smiled and nodded to him.
"Yes, it's really cool." He agreed.
Seeing that Di Xiu was no longer in a trance-like state, Lin Mu heaved a sigh of relief and changed the subject: "Then what about the organization we gave to Nie Shen, how to fix it?"
"It will be handed over to Emperor Wu to do it." Emperor Xiu said.
In case Nie Shen didn't get it right, it would be better for Emperor Wu to be ready to take the blame early.
Lin Mu thought it would be good to do so, so he prepared his hands just in case.
"Then I'll go to work first." Lin Mu said, pressing back the small sapling that had sprung up. After thinking about it, he raised his hand and patted his father's head vainly, amid the question marks on Dixiu's face. Said, "Don't think too much about things, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and everyone has their own destiny... In short, let the past things pass."
Dixiu looked at his son with a bit of confusion, he hesitated, and finally said goodbye.
Lin Mu was satisfied, he pushed the little electric donkey away.
It is useless to think over and regret what has happened. In the present, always thinking about the past, it is easy to feel sorry for yourself.
Don't think about things in the future too often. How long is the future, who can think about it.
The present thing is the most serious thing.
Lin Mu pushed open the door of the office, reported to Wu Gui that Nie Shen had returned to the Great Wilderness, and went to the flower stand to fiddle with a few autumn chrysanthemums that were about to bloom.
The door of the office was pushed open heavily, and it hit the wall with a loud bang.
Lin Mu was startled and shivered, turned his head to look over, and saw a child bursting in from outside, grabbing Da Hei's thigh, and crying, "Help me! My brother is crazy! He's going to die!"
Da Hei was also taken aback. He picked up the child, took out a piece of paper to wipe his tears, and asked, "You talk about what happened first? Ah? What's crazy, who is your brother?"
"I'm a monster from the Great Wilderness some time ago. I heard that things have been resolved in the Great Wilderness. My brother and I thought that the Central Plains was good, so we wanted to pick up Mom and Dad."
The little child cried and said: "But when he came back, he didn't receive his parents, and he locked himself in the room. I smelled blood today, and there was a lot of blood in it! My brother broke his hands and feet! I still see It's a big passage!"
"aisle?"
The child sniffed: "It's like the Great Wilderness and the Central Plains!"