Chang Ping took a few family members and went out to hunt at night for more than half a month, and suddenly received bad news from home on the way and hurried back. After the grief, it was only found out that someone had maliciously broken the protective array of his house and put in a group of murderous evil spirits. In addition, there is no way to arrest the murderer.

A family of immortal cultivators suffered such a tragedy and made a stir in the cultivation world, and of course Xiao Xingchen would not sit idly by. He took the initiative to admit this matter and sought the truth for Chang Ping. A month later, finally, the murderer was found.

The murderer's name is Xue Yang.

This Xue Yang, younger than Xiao Xingchen, is an out-and-out teenager. However, its badness will not be curtailed by its young age.

Since the age of fifteen, Xue Yang has been a well-known hooligan in the Kuizhou area, with a lovely smile, vicious methods, and a cruel personality. When he was young, he lived on the streets, and he seemed to have a little disagreement with Chang Ping's father, and this disagreement made him remember it for several years. Half of the reason for this tragedy was his revenge.

After Xiao Xingchen found out the truth, he crossed the three provinces, captured Xue Yang, who was still at ease, and took advantage of the fact that the Lanling Jin clan held a grand meeting in Jinlintai, the immortal mansion, where the major families discussed the law and sent him to the front of the public, clarifying the whole and demanding severe punishment.

He laid out the evidence clearly, and the vast majority of the families did not disagree, and only one vehemently opposed it. That's Lanling Jin.

Wei Wuxian said: "Opposition in such a situation can be regarded as risking the world's disapproval. Could it be that this Xue Yang is a celebrity in front of Jin Guangshan?"

Lan Wangji bowed his head: "Keqing." ”

Wei Wuxian said: "He is a guest secretary, the Lanling Jin clan was already one of the four major families back then, why should he ask a young hooligan to be a guest secretary?"

Lan Wangji said: "This is the second connection. ”

He stared into Wei Wuxian's eyes and said slowly, "Because of the Yin Tiger Talisman." ”

Wei Wuxian's heart jerked into the air.

He is by no means unfamiliar with the three words Yin Tiger Fu. On the contrary, no one is more familiar with him than him.

This is the most terrifying of all the magic weapons he refined during his lifetime, and at the same time, it is also the one that everyone wants the most.

As the name suggests, the Tiger Talisman is used for commands. Those who obtain this tiger talisman can command the ghouls and fierce spirits to obey their orders.

When Wei Wuxian made it, he didn't think too much about it. With his one-man spirit controlling corpse puppets and evil spirits, there are always times when he gets tired. He remembered that he had accidentally obtained a piece of rare iron essence from the belly of a demon beast, so he used it to refine and cast it into a tiger talisman.

But after the Tiger Talisman was cast, it was only used once, and Wei Wuxian found that something was wrong.

The power of the Yin Tiger Talisman was far more powerful and terrifying than he had originally expected. He wanted to use it as a support, but it was completely more powerful than him, the maker. Moreover, this thing cannot recognize the Lord. That is to say, as long as someone gets it, no matter who the person is, whether it is good or evil, friend or foe, and in whose hands it is, it will be used by whomever it is.

The disaster has been cast, Wei Wuxian originally wanted to destroy it, but at that time he was already in a situation where everyone was punished, the Yin Tiger Talisman had a great deterrent power, relying on this magic weapon, others did not dare to move him lightly, Wei Wuxian left it for the time being, just split the Tiger Talisman in two, so that it could only play a role when it was merged, and it would not be used lightly.

He had only used it twice, and each time it was bleeding. After the second use, he destroyed half of the tiger talisman.

It is not easy to cast a tiger talisman, and it is also difficult to destroy it. He was still in the process of destroying his other half, and the mass grave encirclement and suppression came.

He couldn't take care of the rest of the matter. But even if the family that was robbed of it was offered to burn high incense and bow down every day, only half of the Yin Tiger Talisman was left, and it was just a piece of scrap iron.

But Lan Wangji told him that this Xue Yang seemed to be able to spell out the other half of the Yin Tiger Talisman.

Xue Yang is very young, but he is very smart, and he is also a very evil outlier. Lanling Jin found that he could probably piece together the other half from the remaining half of the tiger talisman. Although it can't be used for a long time, and the power is not as amazing as the original, it is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Wei Wuxian understood: "Jin Guangshan wants to beg Xue Yang to restore a complete Yin Tiger Talisman for them, and he must protect him. ”

What's more, Xue Yang destroyed the Chang family, half of it was to take revenge for bullying the young man's poverty, and the other half was that he was experimenting with the lives of several people in this family, and what was the power of this Yin Tiger Talisman that he was restoring!

No wonder the rumors are all about him. Wei Wuxian could almost imagine how the monks gritted their teeth: "This Wei Wuxian! If he hadn't made this kind of thing, the world wouldn't have suffered so many disasters!!

The magic weapon that was refined was too powerful, and he was blamed. Blame him for not destroying the other half before he dies. The Lanling Jin clan wants to restore the Yin Tiger Talisman, and he blames him.

Back to the conversation. Although the Lanling Jin family wholeheartedly protected Xue Yang, Xiao Xingchen did not eat it softly and hard. The stalemate between the two sides finally alarmed Chifeng Zun Nie Mingjue, who did not participate in this Qing Talk event, and caused him to fly to Jinlintai from elsewhere and rush to come forward.

Although Nie Mingjue is Jin Guangshan's junior, he is strict, never tolerated, never tolerated, and reprimanded Jin Guangshan for being faceless and speechless. He had a violent temper, and he wanted to kill Xue Yang when he drew his knife on the spot, and even his righteous brother Jin Guangyao stepped forward to play a round, but he was also ordered to get out of the way.

After Nie Mingjue exerted pressure, the Lanling Jin clan couldn't, so they had to take a step back. Xue Yang picked up a life and was not killed, but was sentenced to be imprisoned in a dungeon for life.

After Xue Yang was caught by Xiao Xingchen on Jinlintai, he has always had no fear. Nie Mingjue's knife pressed to the side of his neck and grinned. Before entering the dungeon, he said to Xiao Xingchen very affectionately, "Dao Chief, don't forget me. We'll see. ”

Hearing this, Wei Wuxian knew that this sentence of "wait and see" would definitely make Xiao Xingchen pay an extremely painful price.

Only a year later, Chifeng Venerable Nie Mingjue went mad. Maybe it was because he cultivated faster than the previous heads of the Qinghe Nie family, and he died earlier than the previous heads of the family. The most difficult person to deal with is gone, and the Lanling Jin family has a crooked idea again. Jin Guangshan tried every means to get Xue Yang out of prison and continue to restore the other half's Yin Tiger Talisman.

But this kind of thing is dishonorable after all. If you want to bring a murderer out of the dungeon, you can't do it without a proper name.

So, they shifted their attention to Chang Ping.

Coercion, temptation, and harassment continued, and after a long time, the Lanling Jin family finally succeeded in making Chang Ping turn back, overturn the previous grievances, and declare in a voice: The Chang family's destruction has nothing to do with Xue Yang.

Xiao Xingchen came to the door to ask, and Chang Ping said to him helplessly: What else can I do? If I don't bear it, our family will have no way to live. Thank you, but ...... Please don't help me anymore. Now if you help me again, you are doing me harm.

In this way, the song was finished as soon as the tiger returned to the mountain.

Wei Wuxian kept silent.

If this happened to him, how the Ren Lanling Jin family was the number one family that covered the sky with one hand, and no matter who promised him how bright and glorious his future was, he would never let go. Instead, he had to personally explore the dungeon at night, cut Xue Yang into a puddle of flesh, and then call him back to re-chop him again and again until he regretted being born in this world.

But not everyone is his kind of character who would rather die together. Chang still has several family members alive, Chang Ping is still young, has no wife and no children, and has just embarked on the path of immortals. Whether it was threatening the lives of his surviving family members, or threatening his future and cultivation, he had to think about it.

After all, he is not Chang Ping himself, and he can't replace him with righteous indignation, let alone replace him with fear and bear these physical and mental tortures.

And after Xue Yang was released, he really launched his revenge again. But this time, he didn't take revenge on Hyosungchen himself.

Xiao Xingchen went out of the mountain alone and had no relatives, only a friend he met after coming down the mountain, named Song Lan. This Song Lan was also a famous Taoist at that time, who was proud and had an excellent reputation. Both of them want to build their own sects, light blood inheritance, and focus on like-mindedness, which can be said to be friends and like-minded.

Xue Yang picked him off, and repeated the trick, destroying the Taoist temple that Song Lan grew up in, and secretly plotting to blind Song Lan's eyes.

This time, he wiped out the experience, and did it very neatly, without any clues left. Although everyone knew that he must have done it, there was no evidence. In addition, Jin Guangshan deliberately covered up, and Chifeng Zun, who was angry and had the power of thunder, had also passed away, and no one had a way to deal with him.

Hearing this, Wei Wuxian felt a little strange in his heart.

Although Lan Wangji looked cold and attached great importance to etiquette, with Wei Wuxian's past understanding, he was as jealous as hatred, no less than Nie Huaisang's eldest brother. To this day, Jin Guangyao and Lan Xichen have a hot fight, but Lan Wangji has never had a good face for the Lanling Jin family, and he never goes to his family's invitation meeting. If this kind of thing happened at that time, it would definitely spread all over the city, and Lan Wangji would never sit idly by. Why didn't he treat this Xue Yang?

Just as he was about to ask, he suddenly remembered that Lan forgot the marks of the whip on his body.

A whipping on the body is very fatal, if Lan Wangji makes any big mistake and receives so many whips, he will definitely be grounded for several years and not allowed to go out. I'm afraid that the years after the incident were when he was punished.

No wonder he said he had "heard something". If you leave Gusu after the punishment is over, you can only hear about it and cannot participate.

Wei Wuxian was inexplicably concerned about those scars, but he couldn't ask directly, so he pressed it down for the time being and asked, "Then what happened to this Hyosungchen Dao Master?"

When Hyosungchen left the mountain, he vowed not to go back. He made a great promise, but Song Lan was blind and seriously injured, so he broke his oath and carried Song Lan back to the place where he hugged the mountains and scattered people, and asked the master to save his friend.

Hugging the mountain and scattering people read in the master and apprentice game, and agreed to his request. Hyosungchen went down the mountain and left, never to be found.

In another year, Song Lan also went out of the mountain.

The world was amazed that he had even regained the sight of a pair of eyes that had been completely blind.

But in fact, it was not the medical skills of the people who were superb, but Hyosungchen's self-gouging eyes...... returned his eyes to Song Lan, who was burdened by him.

originally wanted to take revenge on Xue Yang, but at this time, the Xianmen family had changed its power, Jin Guangshan died, and Jin Guangyao took over the Lanling Jin family and was sent to the position of immortal governor. In order to show the newcomer a new style, he cleaned up Xue Yang as soon as he came to power, and the restoration of the Yin Tiger Fu was no longer mentioned. Song Lan followed the traces of his former friend, and at first he could hear where he had gone, but later, there was no news.

In order to save his reputation, Jin Guangyao naturally tried his best to cover it up, so he was not allowed to pass it on and mention it again, and the Liyang Chang family was a small family with a small name, so it gradually disappeared into the dust.

Wei Wuxian exhaled lightly, and felt a burst of regret: "It's really ...... to end up like this because of something that has nothing to do with me If Hyosungchen had been born a few years earlier, or if I had died a few years later, things wouldn't have been like this. If I were alive, how could I ignore such a thing? How could such a character not befriend him!"

Then he laughed at it again, and secretly laughed at himself: "I care? How can I care? If I was still alive at the time, maybe the Liyang Chang family extermination case would be pushed to be done by me." This Hyosung saw me on the long road, and I accosted him and asked him to drink, and he might have whipped me with a whisk, haha!"

They had already walked past the permanent house and walked to the vicinity of a cemetery not far from it. Wei Wuxian saw the dark red word "Chang" on the archway and asked, "Then why did Chang Ping die later? Who killed the surviving members of his family?"

Before Lan Wangji could answer, at this moment, in the faint blue twilight, there was a "bang" knock on the door.

The sound was like a knock on the door, but it wasn't a knock on the door. The force is very strong, very urgent, and does not stop for a moment. It's stuffy, it seems like there's a layer of separation.

More than 50 members of the Liyang Chang clan were lying in their coffins at the moment, patting the lid of their coffins from the inside. It's like the night I was scared to death, banging frantically on the door, but never waiting for someone to open it.

That's what the guy at the liquor store said - the sound of coffins in the Chang family cemetery!

As the man said, it was ten years ago, and now it's rare to hear the sound of coffins. How could it be that as soon as they came, they just heard the sound of the coffin being slapped?

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji invariably restrained their breaths and approached quietly, leaning behind the pillars of the archway.

They all saw it, in the middle of the cemetery, among a field of tombstones...... There is a hole.

A hole dug very deep, with a pile of dirt next to it, had just been dug. There was a soft sound in the cave.

Someone digs up graves.

The two of them held their breath and waited for the man in the cave to come out on his own. Half a pillar of incense was not enough, and from the excavated grave, two people jumped up lightly.

Thanks to Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji's eyesight, they could see that these were two people. Because these two people are like conjoined babies, one carrying the other, tightly connected, and both are dressed in black, which is extremely difficult to distinguish.

The man who jumped up stood with his back to them, with long hands and feet. The man he was carrying was slumped with his head and limbs, lifeless.

That's right, since it was dug up from a grave, it must be a dead person, and it is normal to be lifeless.

Thinking so, the gravedigger jerked his head and saw them.

This person's face was shrouded in a thick black mist, which taught people to completely lose sight of his facial features and face!

Wei Wuxian knew that he must have cast some strange spell to cover his face, and Lan Wangji had already sacrificed himself to avoid the dust, swept into the cemetery, and fought with him. The gravedigger reacted very quickly, and when he saw the dust-avoiding blue sword attack, he pinched a sword trick and summoned a sword ray. However, this sword ray, like his face, was entangled in the billowing black mist, and he couldn't see what color or momentum it was.

The gravedigger carried a corpse on his back and fought in odd positions. The two swords intersected several times, and Lan Wangji summoned him to avoid the dust, holding it in his hand, and his face was quickly covered with a layer of frost.

Wei Wuxian knew why he suddenly looked so cold. Because of the time just now, even he, an outsider, could clearly see that this gravedigger was very familiar with Lan Wangji's swordsmanship!

Lan Wangji didn't say a word, and the dust stabbed even deeper, and the sword intent was like a mountain and a sea. The gravedigger stepped back again and again, as if he knew that he was not Lan Wangji's opponent, and he would definitely be captured alive if he fought again, and suddenly felt a dark blue talisman from his waist.

Teleporter!

This kind of sigil can teleport people thousands of miles away in an instant, but at the same time, it will also consume a lot of spiritual power, and it will take a long time for the user to recover his vitality, and those whose spiritual power is not strong enough are not qualified to use it. So although it is a treasure, it is rarely used. Seeing that he was about to flee, Wei Wuxian quickly high-fived twice, got down on one knee, and threw a punch to the ground.

The force of this punch penetrated the layers of soil, reaching deep into the soil, penetrating the thick lid of the coffin, giving the deceased trapped in it an almost crazy thrill. There was a click, and four bloody arms rose from the ground and grabbed the gravedigger's legs, one left and one right!

The gravedigger didn't care, and the spiritual power poured into the soles of his feet, shaking the four corpse hands away. Wei Wuxian pulled out the bamboo flute, and the sharp and poignant tone tore through the falling night, and the two heads broke out of the tomb, and the whole body also followed the earth, climbing up the gravedigger's legs, wrapped around his body like a snake, and opened his mouth to bite down on his neck and arms.

The gravedigger snorted disdainfully, as if to say "carving insect skills", and the spiritual power traveled all over his body, but this time, after he was shocked, he suddenly found out that he had been fooled.

He shook the corpse he was carrying on his back away!

Wei Wuxian slapped the monument and laughed wildly. Lan Wangji took the limp corpse with one hand, and stabbed it with the other hand. The gravedigger saw that the things he had just dug up had been snatched away, and he couldn't fight Lan Wangji alone, not to mention that there was another person who was making trouble, so he didn't dare to stay longer, so he threw the teleportation talisman to his feet, and after a loud bang, the blue flames rose into the sky, and his figure disappeared into the flames.

Wei Wuxian knew that the gravedigger had a teleportation talisman in his hand, and even if he caught him, he would be able to find a chance to escape. Leaving the corpse he dug up, he had already left a clue, and he didn't feel pity, and said to Lan Wangji: "Look who he dug up." ”

He was slightly startled at this look. The corpse's head was broken. And where it was broken, what was revealed was not flesh and brains, but a cloud of cotton wool that had been slightly blackened.

Wei Wuxian dragged the corpse's head off, picked up the very delicate dummy head, and said, "What's going on. There's a fake corpse made of cotton and rags buried in the Chang family's cemetery?"

Lan Wangji took the corpse just now, weighed its weight, knew what was wrong, and said, "It's not all fake. ”

Wei Wuxian touched the corpse and found that its limbs were limp and collapsed, only its chest and abdomen had a hard feeling. I tore my clothes and took a look, and sure enough, the torso was a real torso, and the rest of the parts were all fake.

The head and limbs made of cotton wool were used to "deceive" the torso, making it think that it was still growing on its owner. Looking at the skin color and the fractured surface of the left shoulder, it must be the torso of the good brother they are looking for. The gravedigger just now actually came to dig it up.

Wei Wuxian stood up and said, "It seems that the person hiding the corpse has noticed that we are investigating this matter. The sky is not beautiful, and just as he was shifting his torso, we bumped into it. But—why is that gravedigger so familiar with your Gusu Lan clan's swordsmanship?"

Obviously, Lan Wangji was also thinking about this, and the frost on his expression had not yet faded.

Wei Wuxian said, "He cast spells on his face and sword. It is understandable to cast spells on the face, but there is no need for ordinary wandering cultivators, or obscure monks, to cast spells on their swords to cover up.

"Unless his sword is a little famous in the cultivation realm, or very famous, many people recognize his sword. As soon as the sacrifice comes out, the stuffing will be exposed, so it has to be covered.

"And this person's cultivation is very high, high enough to support the consumption of using a teleportation talisman. ”

Wei Wuxian asked tentatively, "Hanguang-jun, you fought with him just now, do you think he is a person you know very well?"

For example, Lan Xichen, or, Lan Qiren.

Lan Wangji understood who he was talking about, and said affirmatively: "No." ”

Wei Wuxian was very confident in Lan Wangji's answer. He believes that Lan Wangji is not the kind of person who will hide the truth or dare not face the truth. Since he said no, it must not be. Lan Wangji also doesn't like to lie, let him lie, he would rather not speak. Therefore, Wei Wuxian immediately ruled out the possibility of Lan Xichen and Lan Qiren, and commented, "Then this matter is even more complicated. ”

In fact, in the final analysis, this matter had nothing to do with Wei Wuxian. Up to now, he and Lan Wangji have collected the limbs of the dismembered corpses, of course, in order to completely remove the traces of evil curses, but more importantly, it is because of the favor of Lan Wangji who protected him before he helped him.

After a pause, he said, "Don't be so preoccupied with complexity, Hanguang-jun." Since they have begun to send people to move the place where the corpses are hidden, it means that this group of people is already in a hurry, and there will definitely be some action in the future, even if we don't go to them, they will find us. Look for it, and sooner or later it will come out of the way. Besides, the hand of a good brother will show us the way. However, we may have to move quickly, this time just in time to catch up and grab it, and next time we must find the remaining bodies before them. With only one right hand and a head left, the truth will be known. ”

Put the good brother's torso into another double-layered sealed evil bag, put it away properly, and the two of them turned back to the restaurant street leisurely as if nothing had happened.

The young man really counted, and the rest of the restaurants on this street were closed, but their pretense was still on, and the lights were on. The man brought a large bowl of rice at the door, and when he saw them, he said happily: "How about coming back, our family talks about it, right? Did you see anything?"

Wei Wuxian smiled and replied, and sat back in Bai Ri's seat with Lan Wangji.

The table at his feet was full of wine jars, and he finally had time to answer the words that had just been interrupted, and said, "By the way, where did we talk about just now?" I don't know how Chang Ping died. ”

Lan Wangji continued to use words to describe him very succinctly.

Xue Yang, Xiao Xingchen, Song Lan and others left one after another, the missing disappeared, the dead died, several years after the matter was revealed, one day, Chang Ping and the remaining younger brothers of his family all died overnight. Moreover, Chang Ping's eyes were gouged out.

This time, no one can find out who the murderer is. After all, the parties have all disappeared. However, one thing is certain.

Ling Chi's sword, which had been verified to be wounded, was Hyosingchen's sword, Frost Blossom.

Wei Wuxian took a sip of wine and stopped at his lips, stunned by this follow-up: "Was it Ling Chi by Xiao Xingchen's sword?

Lan Wangji said: "I can't find this person, it's not yet conclusive." ”

Wei Wuxian said, "I can't find anyone, so have you tried to conjure spirits?"

Lan Wangji said: "I tried." To no avail. ”

If there is no result, then either he is not dead, or his soul is gone. There is a specialization in the art industry, and Wei Wuxian must express his opinion on this: "There is such a thing as soul conjuring, it can't be said that there is an absolute certainty, the right time, place and people are indispensable, and sometimes they will go on business trips." I guess a lot of people think it's Hyosungchen's revenge, right? Hanguang-kun, what about you? What do you think?"

Lan Wangji shook his head slowly: "I don't know the whole picture, so I won't comment." What do you think?"

Ling Chi is a kind of punishment, which itself means "punishment". And gouging out the eyes, it's hard not to think of Hyosungchen, who also gouged out his eyes.

Wei Wuxian thought for a moment, thought about the wording, and said, "I think that at the beginning, Xiao Xingchen didn't want Chang Ping's thanks to stand up and intervene in this matter. I ......"

Before he could figure out what "I" would do, the guy graciously brought over two plates of peanuts. Wei Wuxian was interrupted, just in time to continue. He raised his eyes to look at Lan Wangji and said with a smile: "Hanguang-kun, what are you doing looking at me like this? I don't know the full picture, so I won't comment either. You're right, no one can afford not to judge until they know all the inside stories and ins and outs. I only need five altars, but you buy me five more altars, and I'm afraid I won't be able to drink them all by myself. How about you, you drink with me? It's not like Yunshen doesn't know where to go, don't you break the ban?"

He was ready to be rejected in one gulp, but Lan Wangji said, "Drink." ”

Wei Wuxian sighed, "Hanguang-kun, you have really changed. I used to drink a small jar in your presence, and you died to throw me over the wall. Now you are still hiding your smile in the house and secretly drinking. ”

Lan Wangji straightened his clothes and said lightly: "The Son of Heaven laughed at me and didn't move." ”

Wei Wuxian said: "If you don't drink it, what are you hiding for, keep it for me." Okay, okay, if you don't move, you don't move, don't you believe it? I won't mention it, come on. I must take a look, the children of the Gusu Lan clan who don't drink a drop of wine, how many glasses are poured!"

He poured a bowl for Lan Wangji, and Lan Wangji didn't think about it, so he took it and poured it.

Wei Wuxian was inexplicably excited, staring at his face to see when he blushed.

Who knows, after staring at him for a while, Lan Wangji's face and expression remained unchanged at all, and his light-colored eyes looked at him very calmly - there was no change at all!

Wei Wuxian was greatly disappointed, and was about to encourage him to drink another jar, when suddenly, Lan Wangji frowned, rubbed his eyebrows gently, supported his forehead with one hand, and closed his eyes.

…… Asleep?

…… Fall asleep!

The average person should get drunk first and then go to bed after drinking so much. How could Lan Wangji skip the step of getting drunk and go straight to sleep?!

All he wants to see is the "drunk" section!

Wei Wuxian waved his hand at Lan Wangji, who was also stern and upright while asleep, and clapped his hands in his ear. No, it shouldn't.

It's actually a bowl of pour.

Wei Wuxian didn't expect this to happen, patted his leg, thought for a moment, wrapped Lan Wangji's right hand around his neck, and dragged him out of the small wine shop.

He had already touched the contents of Lan Wangji's chest very skillfully, found an inn and asked for two rooms, sent Lan Wangji into one of them, took off his boots, covered the quilt, and went out at night.

Walking to a remote place, he pulled out the bamboo flute at his waist, brought it to his lips, blew a tune, and then waited quietly.

During these days, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji faced each other day by day, and there was no time to be alone. He would not be able to summon Wen Ning. In addition to the previous identity half-hidden, there are other reasons.

Wen Ning had the life of the Gusu Lan clan in his hands, and even if Lan Wangji was very good to him, Wei Wuxian couldn't just summon Wen Ning in front of him. Or rather, it was precisely because Lan Wangji was so good to him that Wei Wuxian didn't have the face to summon Wen Ning in front of him. No matter how thick-skinned he is, he is not thick on this kind of thing, and he can't do this kind of thing.

When I came back to my senses, I heard the familiar "jingle bell" in my ears.

Wen Ning's figure with his head bowed appeared in the shadow in front of him.

He was pitch black, dissolving in the darkness around him, with only eyes without pupils, white and hideous.

Wei Wuxian put his hands together and walked slowly around him.

Wen Ning moved, as if he wanted to follow his steps in a circle, and Wei Wuxian said, "Stand up." ”

And he didn't move. That delicate face seemed to be more melancholy.

Wei Wuxian said, "Hand." ”

Wen Ning held out a right hand. Wei Wuxian grabbed his wrist and lifted it, scrutinizing the rings and chains that were locked on his wrists.

This is no ordinary chain. Wen Ning was extremely irritable when he launched a frenzy, and he could twist steel into mud with his bare hands, and he would never let it drag on his body like this. I'm afraid it's a pair of iron chains specially created to imprison Wen Ning.

Broken bones and ashes?

Even the remnants of the Yin Tiger Talisman have to be painstakingly restored, and of course some families are also salivating over the ghost general, how can they be willing to break the bones and scatter ashes?

Wei Wuxian only knew at this time that this was a lie. A wave of dizziness swelled up, and he sneered, not knowing whether it was sadness or hate. The hate is that I didn't know it was a hoax at the beginning, and the sad thing is that even if I knew it was a hoax at the beginning, the ending would not change in any way.

After the slight vertigo passed, Wei Wuxian stood beside Wen Ning, thought for a moment, and reached out to slowly press it in his hair.

The person who left and locked Wen Ning must not let him think for himself. If you want him to obey the orders of others, you will destroy Wen Ning's sanity, and something will definitely be planted in his head.

Sure enough, after pressing it three times, Wei Wuxian pressed a small hard dot on a certain acupuncture point on the side of his right brain.

He put his other hand on the symmetrical part of Wen Ning's left brain, and there was a little bit of the same small hard object, which seemed to be a needle tail or something.

Wei Wuxian pinched the needle tails at both ends at the same time, and slowly moved his hands to pull out two black spikes from Wen Ning's skull.

The two black nails were about an inch long and as thick as a red rope tied to a jade pendant, buried deep in Wen Ning's skull. The moment the nail came out of his skull, Wen Ning's facial features trembled slightly, and a layer of black bloodshot crawled on the whites of his eyes, as if he was trying his best to endure the pain.

Even though he is a dead person, he can also feel this pain.

Those two nails are engraved with delicate and intricate lines, and the origin must be extraordinary, and the person who made it is considered to have some ability, if you want to restore Wen Ning, you will have to wait for a long time. Wei Wuxian put them away, looked down at the chains on Wen Ning's wrists and ankles, and said in his heart, it was not a way to always drag them on his body like this, he had to find a famous sword of the Immortal Sect to cut them off.

The first thing he thought of was naturally Lan Wangji's avoidance.

Although it was a little inappropriate to use the Lan family's sword to help Wen Ning cut the chains, he had too many words to ask Wen Ning, and he had to ask clearly, he couldn't be asked to drag such a bunch of burdens on his body, in case he was blocked, at least he had to be able to get out of the way.

Wei Wuxian said in his heart: "That's it." I'll go back to the inn now, and if Lan Zhan is awake, I won't borrow it. If Lan Zhan is still asleep, I will use it to avoid the dust. ”

Having made up his mind, he turned around. Who knows, as soon as he turned around, Lan Wangji was standing behind him.