Non-Human Sub-district Office

Wu Gui said: "In the past six months, the number of deaths of humans and monsters in the Central Plains has also been abnormally high, and most of them were caused by the emperor's house."

"Oh." Yan Xuan nodded his head, his voice was very calm, "It's him, that's not surprising."

Lin Mu felt that he was about to lose his soul when he was hooked by the sound, so he quickly pulled the door open, and felt much better after being out of sight.

Yan Xuanjing sensed a familiar evil aura, turned his head and glanced at the door with only a small gap left, and was about to look away when he smelled a faint smell of blood.

The Nine-Tailed Fox suddenly stood up, restrained his demonic aura more meticulously, frowned slightly, opened the door, and faced Lin Mu.

Lin Mu and Yan Xuanjing looked at each other for two seconds, wondering if it was because his demonic power had become stronger, but he just felt a little swayed, and no longer knew who he was instantly like before.

Lin Mu couldn't help but stare at Yan Xuanjing for a long time, once again confirming that this vixen is really good-looking.

Even a frown looks good.

It's just that it's a little scary to have a straight face.

"You're injured." Yan Xuanjing said, his voice sounded cold and indifferent, he reached out and directly grabbed Lin Mu's wrist.

The smell of blood is the heaviest here, but there are no scars.

But Yan Xuanjing is different from Dahei, Dahei has only become a genius for a few years, and many things are not clear, but Yan Xuanjing is very clear.

Lin Mu's hand was injured, and then someone healed it with a special technique.

From the point of view of blood, it is definitely a lot of blood taken away by someone.

Yan Xuanjing frowned tightly, and said in a deep voice, "Who took your blood?"

"No..." After Lin Mu finished speaking, he couldn't help shrinking his neck under Yan Xuanjing's gaze, pulled his hand back, thought for a while, and said, "I donated blood for free."

Yan Xuanjing stared at Lin Mu silently, clearly knowing that he was lying.

Lin Mu pursed his lips, and with a glance, he saw that the cups in front of Wu Gui and Yan Xuanjing were already empty, so he hurriedly said, "You chat, I'll add some water for you."

Yan Xuanjing looked at Lin Mu who had slipped away, frowned for a while, saw Lin Mu approaching with a water bottle, and then slowly looked away from him.

No matter what, everyone has secrets.

Nine-Tailed Fox sat back on the chair again.

Lin Mu handed another cup of tea to Wu Gui, and after receiving the other party's thanks, he also sat back at his desk and listened to the discussion over there.

Wu Gui took a sip of tea and said, "I was not mature when the emperor's house was buried, and now I can only know some things from the records and astrology, you should know more about him than I do. "

Yan Xuanjing didn't mind being heard by the other two monsters in the office, so he nodded and then shook his head: "The one in the Great Wilderness is probably not just him, the breath is wrong."

Wu Gui frowned slightly: "How to say?"

Yan Xuanjing said: "There is only his demon power in the wilderness."

It is impossible for the demon power to move by itself.

"Also, if it's purely his demon power, it shouldn't hurt me."

When the emperor's house was overturned, it's not that the monsters who had a good relationship with him had never fought with those monsters who were playing tricks.

But the temptation to get a share of the power of the Emperor's House is really great. After a while, most of them turned against each other, and finally ended with the defeat of those true friends of the Emperor's House.

They can only turn to protect the other strange flowers and plants and sacred trees that have a good relationship with the Emperor's House but are targeted by those guys.

Yan Xuanjing's father, Yan Gui, was one of these friends.

One of the things that Diwu would never fight even after killing all the demons and goblins is the nine-tailed fox.

Yan Xuanjing was very calm: "Please make another divination carefully."

"What about the Emperor's House?" Wu Gui frowned slightly.

"There is an injustice and a debtor." Nine-Tailed Fox's voice was cold and clear, "Whoever does evil will gain, and karma and reincarnation should be like this."

As a divination master who specializes in spying on the secrets of heaven, Wu Gui naturally understands this truth.

He shook his head, he didn't mean to force Yan Xuanjing to intervene in this matter, but said: "The monsters in the Central Plains who deal with official affairs are all innocent and will not suffer evil consequences. We are not afraid, but he kills like this, and it is easy to kill trouble."

Yan Xuanjing paused, probably guessing what Wu Gui was talking about.

Thousands of years have passed since the emperor's house was divided and sealed. People and demons who committed such evil deeds would naturally not be able to become immortals, and they would have a bumpy road ahead because of the evil deeds they committed, and most of them would have no bones left.

Those who survived are all their descendants, and some of them may know what happened back then, but thousands of years have passed, let alone monsters, but humans have passed it down for countless generations.

Among the human beings nowadays, even things like cultivating immortals and monsters have completely disappeared, let alone things like those back then.

In the wilderness, this kind of bloody feud, even if the monster in question died, and the enemy dug his grave three feet deep, and killed all the little monsters that dragged him up to the ancestors and fell to the ground, that would be the same. deserve it.

But it is different here in the Central Plains.

The lifespan of human beings is very short, and monsters have enmity in their hearts for thousands of years, and no one knows about it in the past few generations.

The problem that Wu Gui said would come out is here.

In the Great Wilderness, there may only be two or three generations of monsters in thousands of years, and basically everyone knows the enmity of the previous two generations, so that it is convenient for their own cubs to run away when they encounter enemies.

If you still gain benefits from it when you know it is a sin, then you are dead, it is a serious cause and effect.

But humans are different.

Hundreds of generations of human beings have passed, and whoever holds an ancestral amulet that is said to be very effective will be the winner.

On a bigger scale, the places where the emperor's house was buried, and all the people who lived in those places, are the beneficiaries.

If Diwu wants to kill all the people who are affected by karma, then the number of people in this world will be reduced by at least half.

But those people don't know it, and the cause and effect are too scattered.

The group of people and demons who did this at the beginning probably had this vicious idea of ​​spreading cause and effect, so that those people and demons who knew nothing about it would bear the evil consequences that they should not have.

And when these people and demons die and enter the underworld to be judged, this karma will be included in the punishment.

Every time the penalty is passed, the cause and effect will be reduced by one point. After thousands of years, even if the emperor's house comes out, there will be no one to take revenge on.

Then the descendants of those humans and demons will be completely safe.

I haven't studied this kind of grievance and hatred before, but I still don't think it's scary. After looking it up and thinking about it carefully, even if I am a monster with a fighting spirit in my bones, I just feel creepy.

But no matter what, those unaware humans and monsters are really innocent.

Wu Gui said: "Those who don't know are not guilty, even if they gain benefits, they should be so. When the underworld judges them, they will be punished with evil consequences."

Yan Xuanjing was expressionless: "Evil should be passed down through the blood. How does the trial in the underworld have anything to do with the emperor's decision to judge cause and effect?"

At this time, the difference in thinking between the monsters who grew up in the wild and the monsters who grew up in the Central Plains is vividly reflected.

Wu Gui sighed heavily, seeking truth from facts: "But even if he killed all the descendants of those humans and monsters back then, the cause and effect can't offset his murder! His soul is already unstable after being torn apart. It's not worth it to lose your soul before it's over."

Yan Xuanjing frowned slightly, and couldn't agree with Wu Gui's words: "Whether revenge is worth it or not."

Wu Gui: "..."

Also.

When it comes to this matter, Yan Xuanjing has no intention of intervening here at all, and the old tortoise will not talk about it anymore. After all, Yan Xuanjing was only here to help keep an eye on that passage, and he has no reason to ask others to help with the affairs of the Central Plains. .

To put it bluntly, Diwu now only has a half-steady soul in the Central Plains, and they still can't stop him from finding him, because their monsters in the Central Plains are too useless.

It's kind of embarrassing to say it.

It's just that in this situation, it's really not easy to hand over to the higher-ups.

Thousands of years ago, those guys were fine with doing their own crimes, but now they need someone else to help them wipe their asses.

The old tortoise sighed, thinking that he and his colleagues couldn't find out where the emperor's houses were located, and had no idea how to deal with them, and couldn't help feeling bald.

Lin Mu sat in his seat and listened for a long time. He was stunned for a while, and then shivered suddenly.

He is not stupid.

Dixiu's father has been suppressed like this for thousands of years. What about Dixiu's father?

Where is his dad now.

Did he really die, or was he subdivided into so many parts without anyone noticing, like the emperor's house, that even his soul was dismantled and suppressed in an unknown place.

Lin Mu's hands and feet were cold, and his mind went blank, until Dahei came to open the door to remind him that he was off work, and then he slowly recovered.

Dahei felt that Lin Mu was not normal since he came back from the old lady, he waved his hand in front of Lin Mu: "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Xuanjing didn't know when he had already left, and before he left, he put a white braided bracelet on Lin Mu's table.

Wu Gui raised his eyes to look at the trees, and reminded him: "Wear that bracelet, it's made of the fur of a nine-tailed fox, don't be caught by other monsters while walking."

Lin Mu only felt that his hands and feet were terribly stiff, and everything he heard seemed to be separated by a layer of film. He barely heard what they said but couldn't react for a while. With stiff steps, he returned home in a daze.

On the mobile phone, there is a record of the projects his mother participated in that Mr. Tan sent over. Before there was him, his mother participated in many projects.

Lin Mu sat on the swing made with his mother in the yard, sniffed, looked through the records and felt that he might not have time to pass in a while.

Work is one thing, he doesn't know anything about wild survival and exploration is another thing, the most important thing is that he is not suitable to go to the deep mountains and old forests alone now.

What's in the deep mountains and old forests?

monster.

Groups of monsters.

Today he can be recognized by the emperor's house at a glance, and he can be recognized in all likelihood when he goes to those inaccessible monster paradises.

Even though the household registration system for monsters is relatively complete now, no one would have imagined that when there were no records at the beginning, how many big bosses hid in the mountains for retreat, and have not come out of the retreat until now.

Lin Mu is still very self-aware. If nothing else, let's talk about Di Wu, he can easily catch him even if he is seriously injured, let alone a boss who is not injured at all and may even have a breakthrough after he just came out of retreat.

If he accidentally met such a big guy, he would be finished with a wave of his hand.

After Lin Mu realized his weakness, he felt even more sad. He touched the bracelet on his wrist that was worn by Dahei, but he didn't know how useful it was.

He was dazed for a while with the mobile phone in his hand, flipped through the address book, and subconsciously dialed the number to Diwu.

The other end of the imperial house quickly answered the phone.

There was a lot of wind on the other end of the phone. After contacting Diwu, he was driving away this morning. Lin Mu thought that Diwu might be racing.

Lin Mu said in a dull voice: "Diwu..."

"Ah?" Diwu responded, and kicked a bird monster's head in mid-air, and landed steadily on the ground with a whistling wind. The flesh and blood, "What's wrong?"

Lin Mu opened his mouth to talk about his father, but closed his mouth again, and said, "I heard...you will lose your soul if you kill someone again."

Hearing this, Diwu walked alone in the bloody mansion, rummaged perfunctorily while searching for things: "Oh, then what?"

Lin Shu huddled on the swing, unable to speak for a while.

There are too many things he wants to say.

He wanted to tell Diwu to stop killing people and demons.

Because he and his father can be regarded as relatives and friends, and they are close to him, be it human beings or monsters, just Diwu.

Lin Mu really didn't hope that one day he would suddenly find out that Diwu had lost his soul because of the heavy murder.

He also wanted to ask Diwu to go to the place where his father might have been.

But Lin Mu just wanted to say that as far as the former is concerned, he has no suitable position, and as far as the latter is concerned, it will put Diwu in danger.

It's probably not a big problem for those big monsters who are hiding to hit a seriously injured Diwu.

Lin Mu was silent for a while, then sniffed: "I don't want you to die."

The Diwu rummaged for a while, and opened his eyes wide in surprise. After a while, he coughed uncomfortably, continued to rummage, and said, "I don't die so easily."

Lin Mu whispered: "Then I will give you blood, you..."

"Who wants your blood?" Diwu said.

Lin Mu opened his mouth: "..."

Don't you want it?

"Okay." Diwu took out a cloth scroll from the dark compartment in the room, opened it and took a look, "Eat and drink well, children, don't worry about it so much."

After Diwu finished speaking, he hung up the phone neatly, and narrowed his eyes slightly to look at the scroll in his hand.

This is a picture scroll of a giant blue tree.

This tree emperor's house is very familiar, but it is the little sapling that he watched grow up with his own eyes.

Diwu touched the white jade bottle filled with Lin Shu's blood hanging on his waist, the bottle floated up at this moment, shimmering with a faint light, and gently pulled Diwu to go deeper into the courtyard.

This blood is not only used to stabilize the soul.

The things that Lin Mu would think of, naturally Di Wu would not miss it, saying that Di Xiu is dead is just to let the ignorant little half-demon preconceive it, anyway, after so many years, Lin Mu has already defaulted to his father's death, so that the little ghost would not go to investigate Where the hell is Dixiu and fold himself into it.

Diwu couldn't be more clear, as long as they don't commit suicide, it is very difficult for an ancient god tree like them to die completely.

Who would commit suicide if they were all right?

Therefore, if there is no news about who is missing, nine out of ten it is because of being deceived.

It's just a drizzle of skin and bones to be divided and eaten. Most of them will not let them die. Those greedy things are still counting on being able to get shelter for a long time.

Diwu snorted coldly, followed the guidance of the jade bottle, searched through boxes and cabinets in this rather large courtyard, and finally walked out the door with a gloomy expression, carrying a few scrolls and ancient books.

There were three rows of men in suits standing neatly outside the door. When they saw Diwu coming out of the yard, they turned a blind eye to the soaring blood in the courtyard. Only one of them came up and shouted "Boss" to Diwu.

The two behind him were clasping a man with a blackened nose and a swollen face.

"Go and check the families in these cities." Diwu threw the scroll in his hand to the man who came up, shook off the blood on his hand, turned his head and glanced at the dying man, in front of him Kneeling down, he slowly took off a small kit hanging around the other party's neck.

"It's a good idea to use my body to defend against evil spirits against Dixiu's grievances." Diwu grinned, took the little kit in his hand, and looked at the few ghosts who had been wandering around for a moment. He jumped up and bit the person in front of him, looked away in disgust, turned his head and got into the car.

The car drove away quickly, and Diwu turned a deaf ear to the screams left behind, just looked down at a palm-sized piece of pale blue jade with ugly blemishes in his hand.

The jade is shining, and those gray-black blemishes are constantly agitating, like living things.

"Be quiet, when your grievances are gone, I will gather some more souls for the two of us, take back a little body and demon power, and take you to see your delicate cub." Diwu gave the jade stone a brain Beng, so that Yushi rolled completely, and then said lazily, "Don't worry, your cub has the breath of a nine-tailed fox."

The blue jade stone became quiet for an instant.