He couldn't help but let go of his hand, and before the oil lamp almost fell to the ground, Wei Wuxian rescued it, calmly picked it up on the burning fire talisman in his other hand, lit it, put it on the table, and said, "Are these all old man's piercing? ”

Only then did everyone realize that the room full of people was not really people, but a large group of paper people.

The heads, faces, and bodies of these paper figures are life-size, and they are very delicately made, including men, women, and children. The men are all "Yin Lishi", who are tall and strong, and they are angry and angry. The women are all beautiful women with better appearances, or wearing double mustaches, or combing cloud buns, even if they are covered under a wide paper coat, they can also see the graceful posture, and the patterns on the clothes are even more exquisite than real clothes. Some are colored, rich and colorful, red and green, and some are not colored, and the whole body is white and white. Each paper figure had two large blushes on their cheeks, as if they were the complexion of the living people's faces, but their eyes didn't seem to have time to be lit, and their sockets were white, and the more intense the blush, the more miserable they were.

There was also a table in the hall with several candles of different lengths, and Wei Wuxian lit up one of them, and the yellow light illuminated most of the room. In addition to these paper figures, there are two large wreaths on the left and right of the hall, and the paper gold ingots, dark money, and pagodas in the corner are piled up into a hill.

Jin Ling had already drawn his sword out of the sheath for three points, but seeing that it was just a shop selling funeral goods, he breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly and put the sword into the sheath. Even if a monk of the Xianmen family died, they never engaged in these folk messy and gloomy pomp, they saw little, and after the initial fright, they became curious. got goosebumps, but felt more exciting than hunting gods and demons at night.

No matter how thick the fog was, it couldn't enter the house, and after entering Yicheng, they could easily see each other's faces at this moment, and they felt at ease. Seeing that they were relaxed, Wei Wuxian asked the old lady again, "Can I borrow the kitchen?"

The old lady didn't seem to like the fire, and stared at the oil lamp almost viciously, and said, "The kitchen is in the back, use it yourself." With that, she quietly withdrew from the hall and hid in another room. The sound of her closing the door was so loud that several people trembled. Jin Ling said: "This old witch must be weird! You ......" Wei Wuxian said, "Okay, don't talk about it." I want help, who's going to come with me?"

Lan Si hurriedly said, "I'll come." ”

Lan Jingyi still stood up straight and said, "Then what should I do?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Keep standing, don't move if you don't let you move." ”

Lan Sichai followed Wei Wuxian to the back kitchen, and as soon as he entered, a foul smell of mildew hit his face. Lan Sichai had never smelled such a terrible smell in his life, and he was dizzy for a while, but he couldn't help but rush out. Jin Ling also followed, jumped out as soon as he entered the door, and said desperately: "What the hell smell!! you don't want to detoxify, what are you doing here!"

Wei Wuxian said, "Hey, you're just in time, how do you know I'm going to call you over?" ”

Jin Ling said: "I'm not here to help......! Did anyone here kill someone and forget to bury it?!"

Wei Wuxian said, "Miss, are you coming, come in and help together, if you don't come, go back and sit down, and call another person to come over." ”

Jin Ling said, "Who is the eldest lady, be careful when you talk to me!" He angrily lifted his clothes and stepped in again, Wei Wuxian opened a box on the side, and the stench came from it. There was a pork leg and a chicken in the box, and the red meat was full of green, and there were small white maggots curling in the green. Jin Ling was forced to retreat again, and Wei Wuxian closed the box, picked it up and handed it to him: "Throw it away."

Jin Ling was full of disgust and suspicion, so he threw it out according to his words, wiped his fingers with a handkerchief, and threw the handkerchief again. When they returned to the kitchen, Wei Wuxian and Lan Sichai had fetched two buckets of water from the well in the backyard and were cleaning the kitchen. Jin Ling said, "What are you doing?"

Lan Si said diligently while wiping: "As you can see, wash the stove." ”

Jin Ling said: "What are you doing washing the stove, it's not about making food." ”

Wei Wuxian said, "Who said it wasn't? You come and sweep away the dust and get rid of all the cobwebs on it. ”

He said it so naturally, so naturally, inexplicably, Jin Ling was stuffed with a piece of yang dust swept into his hand, and began to do it in a daze. The more he swept, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he wanted to beat Wei Wuxian up. At this time, Wei Wuxian opened another box, and this time there was no foul smell.

The three of them moved quickly, and the kitchen was soon renewed, and it was finally a bit popular, not like a haunted house that had been abandoned for many years. There is chopped wood in the corner, pile it at the bottom of the stove, light it with a fire charm, set up a cleaned cauldron on it, and let it boil a pot of boiling water. Wei Wuxian opened the box, poured out a pile of glutinous rice from it, cleaned it, and put it in the pot.

Jin Ling said: "Cook porridge?"

Wei Wuxian: "Hmm. ”

Jin Ling threw the rag. Wei Wuxian said, "Look at you, you will get angry after working for a while. Look at the people who think about it, they work hardest, and they don't say anything. What's so bad about porridge. ”

Jin Ling said: "I'm angry because the porridge is not good? The porridge is not delicious, and the clear soup is not watery." ”

Wei Wuxian said, "It's not for you to eat anyway." ”

Jin Ling: "I've been working for so long and I don't have my share?!"

Lan Si chased: "Young Master Mo, isn't it, porridge can detoxify corpses?"

Wei Wuxian smiled: "Yes, but what can detoxify the corpse is not porridge, it is glutinous rice, a local method." Generally, glutinous rice is applied to the wound that has been scratched and bitten, in case you encounter this situation in the future, you can try it, although it will be very painful, but it will definitely work, and the results will be immediate. However, they were not scratched and bitten, but inhaled corpse poison powder, so they could only cook a bowl of glutinous rice porridge and drink it. ”

Lan Sichai suddenly said: "No wonder you must enter the house, and you must enter the house where there are people." Only where people live may there be kitchens, and there may be glutinous rice in the kitchen. ”

Jin Ling said: "Who knows how long this rice can be eaten after it has been left out? And this kitchen has not been used for at least a year, it is all ash, and the meat is stinky." Doesn't that old woman have to eat this year? She can't be a valley cutter, how did she survive?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Either this room has been unoccupied, and she is not the owner of this place at all." Either that, she doesn't have to eat. ”

Lan Sichai said in a low voice: "You don't need to eat, it's a dead person." But this old man is clearly breathing. ”

Wei Wuxian said, "That's right. I haven't asked yet, how did you come to Yicheng together? It can't be so coincidental that you happened to meet us again, right?"

The faces of the two teenagers immediately became solemn. Jin Ling said: "I, the people of their Lan family, and a few other families, are all chasing one thing. I came after him from the Qinghe River. Lan Si chased: "We are chasing from Lang Evil. ”

Wei Wuxian said, "Something." ”

Jin Ling said: "I don't know. It never showed up, and I don't know what it was, or who, or a lot of people. ”

It turned out that a few days earlier, Jin Ling had deceived his uncle and let Wei Wuxian go, always worried that Jiang Cheng would really beat him this time, so he decided to sneak away and disappear for ten and a half days, and then appear in front of him when Jiang Cheng was angry, and hand over Zidian to Jiang Cheng's henchmen, and then left. He went all the way to a small city near the Qinghe River, looked for the next night hunting spot, and rested in an inn in a small town, when one night, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

He was reciting the magic trick at the time, and before he rested, he became vigilant when he heard a knock on the door. There was no figure outside the door, and I asked who it was, but there was no answer. Ignore it, and after a while, there is another knock on the door.

Jin Ling climbed out of the window, went around in a circle, and turned up from downstairs, wanting to attack from behind but not come by surprise, to see who was making trouble in the middle of the night. He kept watch quietly for a while, but he still didn't see anyone in front of his door.

He kept an eye on it, and he didn't rest all night, but nothing happened that night. Just keep hearing the sound of water droplets dripping. In the early morning of the second day, I was startled by the screams in front of the door. Jin Ling kicked out of the door and stepped into a pool of blood, something fell from above the door, Jin Ling dodged back, and he was not smashed.

A black cat!

At some point, the corpse of a dead cat was nailed above his door, and the sound of water drops he heard in the middle of the night was the cat's blood dripping down.

Jin Ling said: "I changed several inns and several places, all of which are like this, I took the initiative to pursue, and when I heard that the corpse of a dead cat appeared somewhere inexplicably, I chased after it, and I must find out who is making trouble." “

Lan Si chased, "So do we. Every night in the middle of the night, the corpse of a cat appears in all sorts of unexpected places. Sometimes it's in the quilt, sometimes it's in the soup. Chased to Liyang, met with Jin Gongzi, and found that we were investigating the same thing, so they acted together. I only caught up in this area today, and asked a farmer in the village in front of a stone monument, and was pointed to the road to Yicheng. ”

Wei Wuxian said, "A farmer?"

The juniors should have passed by the village at Shibeikou later than he and Lan Wangji, and they obviously didn't see any farmers at that time, only a few shy chicken feeding peasant girls were watching the house, saying that the men in the family had gone to chop wood. Did the farmer come back from chopping firewood just when this group of juniors was passing by?

The more Wei Wuxian thought about it, the more solemn his expression became.

Listening to the story, whether the other party is human or not, he did nothing else except kill the cat. And killing a cat and throwing a corpse, although this incident sounds and looks terrifying, does not cause actual harm to Yan zhòng.

And this kind of thing is the easiest to arouse people's curiosity and get to the bottom of it*. Jin Ling, Lan Sichai and the others, sure enough, ran after the cat's corpse.

It's like being lured in.

Moreover, they met in Liyang. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji also happened to go south to Shudong from the road from Liyang.

It seemed as if he was deliberately guiding them to get together with the two people here.

Wei Wuxian carefully sorted out the threads of his thoughts.

If the purpose of the cat killer was really to lure this group of juniors to Yicheng, then it was very likely that he was the same person who threw his good brother's left arm into Mojiazhuang.

In Mojiazhuang, the juniors of the Lan family retreated, and Lan Wangji brought back the corpse, and most of the people who put it would continue to pay attention to the movements and actions of the Lan family. Whether he knew that there was a good brother's remaining body in Yicheng, if he had been watching, he should know by now.

Luring a bunch of ignorant juniors to a dangerous and unknown location and facing a murderous corpse with a murderous stump - isn't this exactly the same routine as the Mojiazhuang incident?

If this speculation is true, then there is not only one gravedigger who is tracking and monitoring his trip with Lan Wangji, but also one more cat killer. Maybe there are more pairs of eyes that have not yet been noticed, and it is a little creepy to think about.

And that's not even the most headache.

The cat killer may not have followed him into the city. But the Yin Tiger Talisman, he can be sure that it is in the righteous city.

And the Gravedigger will not be the bearer of the Yin Tiger Talisman. The purpose of the gravediggers is to hide the corpses so that the bodies of the good brothers will not be collected by them. And if he held the Yin Tiger Talisman, he would not be afraid of a murderous corpse at all from the beginning, and he would have to go to great lengths to disassemble the corpses of his good brothers and put them in various places, and try his best to suppress them separately to prevent him from doing trouble.

In other words, there are at least three groups of living people in this righteous city now.

I hope that Lan Wangji can capture the gravedigger smoothly, so that at least one of the mysteries can be solved.

After the glutinous rice porridge was cooked, Wei Wuxian asked Jin Ling and Lan Sichai to take it out and feed them to the poisoned teenagers who didn't dare to move. After only taking one bite, Lan Jingyi squirted: "What is this, is it □□?!"

Wei Wuxian said, "What □□, this is the antidote! ”

Lan Jingyi said: "Regardless of why glutinous rice is the antidote, I have never eaten such a spicy glutinous rice porridge." ”

The others nodded their heads one after another, all with tears in their eyes. Wei Wuxian touched his chin, he grew up in Yunmeng, Yunmeng people are very spicy, Wei Wuxian's taste is the most important, the food is so spicy that Jiang Cheng can't stand slamming the bowl and scolding Cheng Dù. But he always felt: "Can you eat it if it's not spicy?" He would never help but add spoonfuls of peppercorns to the pot. Lan Sichai was curious, took a bite of the bowl, his face was red, he pursed his mouth and couldn't help it, and said in his heart: "Although this taste is terrible...... But it's a bit familiar. ”

Wei Wuxian said: "It's a medicine that is three points poisonous, spicy and spicy and sweaty, and it gets better faster." ”

All the teenagers expressed their disbelief, but they still drank the porridge with a bitter face, and for a while, everyone was full of red light and sweating, and everyone seemed to be suffering and life was worse than death.

Wei Wuxian couldn't help but say, "As for it." Hanguangjun is also from Gusu, and he is also very spicy, why do you want to be like this. ”

Lan Sichai shook his head and said, "Hanguangjun's taste is the lightest, and he never eats spicy food." ”

Wei Wuxian was stunned for a while, and then said, "...... Is it. ”

In his previous life, after he left the Jiang family, he accidentally collided with Lan Wangji, who was hunting at night near Yiling. At that time, many things had not happened, and although Wei Wuxian was quite criticized, it was not to the point where everyone shouted and beat him. He was cheeky enough to eat with Lan Wangji to catch up, and Lan Wangji ordered the kind of spicy dishes full of peppercorns, so he always thought that Lan Wangji's taste was similar to his.

Thinking about it now, he doesn't even remember whether those Cailan forgot to move the chopsticks. Even before the meal, he said that he could forget about it after eating, or Lan Wangji paid the bill, and naturally he would not remember this kind of detail.

Suddenly, Wei Wuxian wanted to see Lan Wangji's face very, very much.

“…… Mo Gongzi, Mo Gongzi!"

“…… Huh?" Wei Wuxian came back to his senses.

Lan Sichai said in a low voice: "That old lady's door...... It's on. ”

Out of nowhere, a gust of wind blew open a crack in the door of the small room, sometimes opening and sometimes closing. The room was dark, and a vague figure could be seen sitting at the table.

Wei Wuxian motioned for them not to move, and walked into the room himself.

The oil lamps and candles in the hall came in, and the old lady lowered her head, as if she didn't notice anyone entering, and a piece of cloth rested on her knees, stretched with a bandage, as if she was making a female celebrity. Her hands were stiffly clasped together, trying to thread a thread into a needle.

Wei Wuxian also sat down at the table and said, "Why doesn't the old man light the lamp?" ”

He took the needle and thread, threaded it through at once, and gave it back to the old lady. Then he walked out of the house, closed the door, and said, "Don't go in." ”

Jin Ling said: "You went in just now, did you see whether that old witch is dead or alive?"

Wei Wuxian said: "Don't call someone else's old witch, it's rude." This old lady is a living corpse. ”

The teenagers looked at each other, and Lan Si chased, "What do you mean by a living corpse?"

Wei Wuxian said: "From head to toe, it is the characteristics of corpses, but people are alive, and this is called a living corpse." ”

Jin Ling was shocked: "You mean, she is still alive?!"

Wei Wuxian said, "Did you just see it inside?"

"Looked. ”

"What do you see? What is she doing?"

"Threading the needle ......"

"How do you wear it?"

"How else can I wear it? I didn't wear it......

"yes, I can't wear it. The muscles of a dead man are stiff, and he cannot do such a complex action as threading a needle and thread. And she didn't have to eat, and the spots on her face weren't old age spots, they were corpse spots. But he can breathe, he is alive. ”

Lan Si chased: "But this old man is very old, and many old ladies can't wear needles by themselves." ”

Wei Wuxian said, "So I helped her wear it." But is there one other thing you've noticed? She hasn't blinked a single glance since she opened the door and walked in the door.

"The living blink to prevent their eyes from being astringent, but the dead do not need it. And what did she think of me when I took the needle and thread, did anyone notice?"

Jin Ling said: "She didn't roll her eyes...... It's the head that turns!"

Wei Wuxian said, "This is it. Ordinary people look in the other direction, and their eyes will move a little bit, but dead people will not, because they can't do such a delicate action as turning their eyes, they can only turn their heads and necks. Remember, look at the subtleties. ”

Lan Jingyi was stunned and said, "Should we take notes?"

Wei Wuxian said, "How can I have time for you to flip through your notes during night hunting." Keep it in mind. ”

Jin Ling said: "It's enough to have walking corpses, why are there such things as living corpses?"

Wei Wuxian said: "It is difficult for a living corpse to form naturally, but this one was made by someone. ”

"Why did you do it?!!"

Wei Wuxian said, "Dead people have many shortcomings: stiff muscles, slow movements, and so on. But the dead also have many advantages: they are not afraid of pain, they cannot think, and they are easily manipulated. Some people think that they can combine the advantages of the two to create the perfect corpse puppet. That's how the living corpses came about. ”

Although the young men did not blurt out, their faces were already full of a line of big characters: "This person must be Wei!

Wei Wuxian couldn't laugh or cry, and said in his heart, "I've never done anything like this before!"

Although it does sound a lot like his style!

He said, "Ahem." Well, it was Wei Wuxian who did it first, but he succeeded in refining Wen Ning, that is, the ghost general. Actually, I've always wanted to ask, who came up with this nickname? In addition, there are some people who can't get home by imitating and imitating, and they go the wrong way, so they make ideas from living people and make things like living corpses. ”

He summed it up as "a failed imitation." ”

Hearing Wei Wuxian's name, Jin Ling's expression turned cold, and he said, "Wei Ying himself was originally an evil sect. ”

Wei Wuxian said: "Well, those who are living corpses are the evil ways of the evil sect of the evil sect. ”

Lan Si chased: "Young Master Mo, then what should we do now?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Some of the living corpses may not know that they are dead, so let's just not bother her for now." ”

At this moment, a crisp sound of bamboo poles knocking on the ground sounded suddenly.

The voice came from a close grip on a window. And this window is sealed one by one by black wooden planks. The faces of all the children of the family in the hall changed, and after they entered the city, they were constantly haunted and harassed by this voice, and they had changed color when they heard it.

Wei Wuxian gestured for them to remain silent, and they both held their breath as they watched as Wei Wuxian stood by the window, found a very thin wooden crack in the door, and looked out.

As soon as Wei Wuxian approached the crack in the wood, he saw a patch of white, and he thought that the white fog outside the house was too thick to see. Suddenly, the white receded.

He saw a pair of hideous white eyes, staring viciously at the crack in the door. The white he saw just now was not a mist, but a pair of eyes without pupils.