Lin Mu waited for a long time without waiting for the next sentence.
He raised his head blankly, looked around, and found that no one closed their eyes, but Nie Shen disappeared.
He paused for a while, with a vague feeling of bad feeling in his heart, and asked softly, "Where's Nie Shen?"
Yan Xuanjing sat beside him, raised his hand and gently rubbed Lin Mu's head, but did not speak.
Lin Mu was very calm.
No one answered him, and he asked very simply, "Did he go outside?"
Emperor Wu looked up at him and snorted softly.
"Why do I think he's in a weird mood." Lin Mu sighed after speaking.
Even if the Emperor Wu and the others didn't tell him what would happen if Nie Shen faced grievances, Lin Mu himself could guess.
Almost ready to die.
He would go when they closed their eyes, probably because they didn't want them to watch him leave.
Unexpectedly thoughtful and gentle.
Lin Mu looked down at the identity card in his hand, it was the prophet Zhang.
"Not necessarily dead," he said.
The decision to face death was Nie Shen's own decision. He had done so many sins, and he should have repaid with his life.
Lin Mu is still very clear about this, but from his standpoint, Nie Shen is also a victim himself, and he has also rescued Teacher Tan, so he can help him if he can.
But now that Nie Shen decided to end all this, Lin Mu didn't have much reaction.
After all, there is redemption.
It's the same whether to use his life to atone for his sins or to live with merit to atone for his sins, but Nie Shen chose the former.
But if possible, Lin Mu still hopes that Nie Shen can survive.
From a moral point of view, these karmic obstacles are unclear, but from a selfish point of view, Lin Mu does not want Nie Shen to die.
After all, for him, Nie Shen was really a miserable little unlucky person.
Even more unlucky than Qin Chuan.
But this was Nie Shen's own decision, and Lin Mu felt that he had nothing to say.
Yan Xuanjing tilted his head and glanced at Lin Mu, took a packet of pickled pepper chicken feet and stuffed it to him, clicked on the identity card on the table, and asked, "Are you still playing?"
"Let's play." Diwu nodded, closed his eyes and swayed around, and clicked on Lin Dashy, "Lin Dashy is going to be a god."
Lin Dashy was playing trick cards over there. After being called, he shrank his neck and stood up.
Holding his prophet card, Lin Mu suddenly remembered his house and asked, "Where did you guys put my house?"
"Let Qin Chuan go to his hometown." Diwu said, "It's a very safe place."
Lin Mu sighed: "Can't you put the house in a gauze bag and take it with you?"
Dixiu shook his head: "There are too many small things in the house. If they shrink, if something falls out, they can't be found."
Too.
Throw it in the gauze bag and shake it, not to mention those fine things will fall, it is estimated that the whole house will collapse.
A group of people in the belly of the mountain were playing while listening to the ringing of the bells outside, which was even more lively than before.
Emperor Wu looked up at the swaying candles above his head and said, "...It's quite intense outside."
It was indeed quite intense outside.
Nie Shen is not good at facing the enemy head-on. His fog covered the entire mountain range, pulling all the creatures into the illusion without distinguishing between enemy and me.
Yan Gui stopped his hand the moment he noticed him coming, but when he looked at the face that appeared in front of him, he grinned, and a large group of bright flames burst out from his hand.
The illusion that appeared in front of his eyes was not the person he respected the most, but the vixen who was listed as the number one hated by himself.
—That is, the previous lord who threw the pot of the lord of Qingqiu on him.
To be honest, Yan Gui wanted to beat him for a long time, but unfortunately this fox didn't let his hand slip, so he couldn't catch it.
If you can't catch the main body, it can be very cool to play phantom!
Yan Gui held the flame in one hand and went into the battle with great enthusiasm.
And the resentment that emerges in the illusion is the imperial house that it is eager to find.
The gray-black mist suddenly rose sharply, and with a green flame that never went out, swooped towards the illusory figure.
Nie Shen stood at a high place and looked at Yan Gui who was holding the flames in the illusion to output his resentment frantically. He looked at the resentment that rushed towards Di Xiu, but was scorched by Di Xiu's power, and he adjusted carefully. With the action of the phantom in the illusion, trying to weaken some grievances.
Di Xiu, who was in the belly of the mountain, paused slightly and raised his eyes subconsciously.
Lin Mu followed his gaze: "Dad, what's the matter?"
"It's nothing." Di Xiu shook his head, used his demon power to put out the flames of Yan Gui that accidentally burned his body, and said, "Yan Gui seems to be having a good time."
Emperor Wu was not surprised: "Of course I'm happy to play sandbags."
This kind of resentment, when you can't find the target of your resentment, it will attack the surrounding indiscriminately, but once the target is locked, it will not care about other people around.
This is a fairly obvious shortcoming, just like the monster whose body weakness was discovered.
Lin Mu looked at this, then at that, and asked, "How did you deal with grievances before?"
"I used to deal with grievances professionally in the Great Wilderness." Diwu pointed to himself, "As long as I get close, the grievances will disappear."
But obviously, this resentment is not suitable for this.
But Di Xiu can also, but in the past, Di Xiu was guarded by Yan Gui and the others, and would not do such things.
But now his vitality is seriously damaged, and it is not easy to deal with it.
After all, resentment has no substance, and it is very difficult to catch it. In addition, this resentment creature has been in the way for so many years. As long as it still exists, it can provoke any monster.
-anyone.
No one's mind is seamless, and as long as there is a small gap, it is enough to make grievances have something to do.
Even Yan Xuanjing's mother couldn't completely prevent this group of grievances, giving him a way to escape, not to mention other monsters.
"I originally thought that my strength was naturally restrained against resentment, so I would put it away." Diwu sighed, "I just wanted to teach the monsters who messed with me a lesson."
Who would have thought that the stone would fall to him in the end!
"Eh..." Lin Mu held his face, "Isn't it impossible?"
"Wait for your father." Diwu said, "and maybe Yan Gui has other means - who knows if there will be any surprise gift packages waiting for him in the fast-changing scene outside."
This vixen is the best at crawling along the pole. When they were young, they used to do things in a mess outside. Every time they saw that the car was about to overturn, Yan Gui suddenly grabbed a spot, and then the two of them turned around and slapped away. Ass next time.
When necessary, the fox will send a few friends to the enemy camp first, and then catch them after a year or so.
Like a Doraemon, the little head is full of messy thoughts.
It's just that the means are arrogant, but in this major event, Yan Gui is quite reliable.
"You can always trust Yan Gui." Diwu said, "After all, I have never figured out the lower limit of Yan Gui's fox."
As soon as he finished speaking, the ringing of bells and bells outside suddenly became silent, followed by a huge explosion that shook the entire mountainside.
Yan Xuanjing picked up Lin Mu to protect him in his arms, and waved off a few candles that fell from the top. As soon as he looked up, a ray of light suddenly cut through the darkness of the mountainside.
There was a flash of light, and a mass of gray fluff rolled in through the cracked hole.
Yan Gui got up in dismay, shook his hair and turned back into a human form, his face full of shock.
"Fuck, scared me to death!" Yan Gui shook the clods on his body, his heart pounding, "Wow, where did this little half-demon get the inspiration for the suicide squad? Recklessly rushed up and just rubbed a piece of resentment. When I was born, I blew myself up without any preparation, it scared me to death!"
Several people in the mountainside were stunned.
Yan Gui didn't notice, and was still complaining: "Wow, he really doesn't know what the result of the explosion of Emperor Wu's power for thousands of years, even if it is placed in the Great Wilderness, he has to choose a remote one. The place is bombed, why is this young man so irritable, didn't you warn him?"
Lin Mu was stunned for a while before asking, "He... blew himself up?"
Yan Gui raised his eyes to look at Lin Mu, and said, "If it wasn't for my quick eyes and quick hands, I would tell you that most of China would be razed to the ground, and there would be a major earthquake in all three realms and six realms."
As he spoke, he took out a transparent square the size of a human head from his gauze bag.
The cubes are layered on top of each other, wrapped in a chaotic color like a nesting doll.
A crisp cracking sound could be faintly heard inside.
"Here." Yan Gui shoved the things into Lin Mu and continued to shake the soil on his body, "But thanks to Nie Shen's stupidity, it's the fusion of grievances, this thing is what my wife and I thought about the mirage back then. You can't keep grievances away, but you can keep Nie Shen away."
Lin Mu held the huge transparent block and looked inside seriously.
The chaos in the center is the mist intertwined with gray, black and white, and the bright green of the stars and evening flames.
Careful observation, the fog is still rolling and tearing.
The innermost layers of transparent diaphragms were repeatedly cracked and restored continuously. The vibration caused by the explosion caused the layers of diaphragms to keep colliding with each other, making a crisp sound.
"Where are... Nie Shen and resentment?" Lin Mu asked blankly, "They seem to be still fighting."
"Yeah." Yan Gui nodded, "It's better than self-destruction. No matter who wins or loses, as long as it's Nie Shen's body, neither of them can get out."
Lin Mu opened his mouth: "..."
walk slowly.
Better than just dying.
The Emperor Wu was not surprised that Yan Gui always found some messy things. He picked up the big cube from Lin Mu's hand, raised it to look at it, and asked, "Where is this?"
Yan Gui frowned upon hearing this, thought about it for a while, and said, "Hang Dixiu's body as a wind chime."
forest:"?"
You call this thing a wind chime
Yan Gui boasted: "I think it's very good to weaken grievances and be a wind chime!"
Yan Xuanjing tilted his head and saw a monster walking out of the passage.
It was a messenger from Qingqiu Kingdom.
Yan Gui was bragging over there, completely ignoring the monster.
Yan Xuanjing got the letter, glanced at the contents above, then looked at the huge entrance of the passage in the belly of the mountain, tilted his head and said to Lin Mu, "It's a letter from my mother."
Yan Gui's ear moved, and he stopped bragging right away, and rubbed it over with a "bass".
Thinking of the list of animals written in the letter, Yan Xuanjing shoved the letter back into his arms coldly, and said to Yan Gui, "Mother told you to go back as soon as possible after finishing the matter."
Yan Gui immediately said yes, patted his butt, turned his head, and entered the passage.
Yan Xuanjing watched him leave, hesitated for a moment, rubbed the letter that had just been delivered in his hand, and said to Lin Mu, "Mother still wants to see you."
- Of course, that's not the case.
Yan Xuanjing's mother's original words were: Dixiu's cubs must be very sought-after in the Great Wilderness, let's quickly settle down, and you will be snatched away by your uncles and uncles. You have nowhere to cry.
Yan Xuanjing felt reasonable.
He stretched out his hand to Lin Mu, his voice became gentle and gentle, and asked, "Do you want to go back to Qingqiu Country with me?"
Lin Mu was startled, looked at Yan Xuanjing's hand, and then turned his head to look at Di Xiu.
His father was looking at him with a smile.
Lin Mu simply held Yan Xuanjing's hand.
"OK."
he said.
The author has something to say: The text is over.
I think there should be a lot of extras, let me sort them out.
Supplement: Seeing that everyone said that you can't be caught off guard or something, it wasn't too sudden for me. The outline is set to end here, and all the ones that were supposed to have the results were finished. After that, I can't always write that Lin Mu is in Let's build infrastructure in the Great Wilderness! Then the text is transformed! ! !
The main point of this book is that the characters are too complicated, I don’t have enough writing skills, and many things in the text are too fragmentary to add, so I plan to write it in the outside world, so I said that this book is rare and there are many stories that can be written. book of…