Wei Wuxian said, "Look at what you see." No matter how hard I look at it, I can't see a hole in me. ”

Everyone waited with bated breath for him to let the horse come, and what came over was this sentence like a scoundrel and a toddler grinding his mouth, and suddenly it was like a thunderbolt punching the cotton, and the thunderbolt kicked into the air, weak, and his face was black. Wei Wuxian said again: "Why are you looking at me with such eyes? Am I not telling the truth? Now in this Demon Palace, there are only two groups of people who still have spiritual power. I, Hanguangjun, this group of children who were caught up in the mountain a few days ago. The rest of the people, I can describe it as powerless, not an exaggeration. If I want to do anything to you, will these children be able to stop it?"

Su Shi snorted: "Don't talk nonsense, if you want to kill, you will kill." If anyone in the room screams, they are not heroes, and you don't expect anyone to wag their tail and beg for mercy on you. ”

When he said this, many people muttered in their hearts. Among these thousands of people, there were only about twenty people who really had a grudge against Wei Wuxian, and the rest were all participants who participated without thinking when they heard about the encirclement and suppression, so to speak, they were just passers-by. These people didn't want to be treated the same as Wei Wuxian's enemies.

Wei Wuxian said, "Yes." Now you don't have the power to fight back, if I want to kill, I will kill, if I don't kill, I won't kill, is it your turn to interject? May I ask, who are you?"

Su She: "......"

Wei Wuxian knew that Su Shi had a very high opinion of himself, and he couldn't see others ignoring him, not paying attention to him, and not remembering his name, so he deliberately asked him who you are. Sure enough, Su She's forehead was slightly convex, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "...... I don't believe it, who is the one next to you who didn't tell you and me? Hanguangjun, after all, this Yiling Ancestor is also your accomplice, he is so rude, will you let him lose face for you like this?"

Lan Wangji was accustomed to not hearing it, and continued to bury his head in playing his piano. Wei Wuxian was surprised and said, "Why did Hanguang-jun mention you to me? I can't see it, this person's heart is quite high, and he feels very good about himself. If you want to be rude, wouldn't you be even more rude when you interrupt me casually? Where did you just say, oh, spiritual power--there are still two groups of people left, but I thought, in fact, there is a third group of people. This third group of people should be the black hands who are hiding in the shadows and making your spiritual power problems, and they should be watching around here at this time, waiting for an opportunity to do something. ”

Many young monks couldn't help but be brought into the atmosphere by him, and when they heard him say this, they couldn't help but glance around, as if there were really unknown eyes lurking in the depths of the dense forest, staring at the difficult task in the Demon Palace, ready to attack at any time. Seeing this, Su Shi said, "I'm bewitching the people again!"

Wei Wuxian analyzed to himself, "This group of children was arrested a few days ago, and they staggered the time with you. And Hanguang-kun and I didn't go up the mountain on the same road as you, and we staggered the road with you. Therefore, if there is a third wave of people who survive, he must have done something during the time when you were gathered in Yiling and went to the mass grave. And most likely, right among you......"

Su Shi shouted: "Enough! What third group of people fabricated a piece of nonsense out of thin air, do you think that in this way you can push out the good things you have done? Even if there is really another group of people as you said, the poor strange way intercepts and kills, and the blood is washed overnight, and the blood debts in your hands are ...... today."

Suddenly, he slammed his mouth shut, his expression distorted.

Wei Wuxian said, "Say it." Why don't you go on?"

The protégés of the Moling Su clan stood up one after another: "Sect Master!" "Sect Master, what's going on?!"

Su Shi shook off the protégé who was about to help him, raised his arm, and pointed first at Wei Wuxian, and then directly at Lan Wangji. The protégé closest to him said angrily, "Wei Wuxian, what demon method have you used again?!"

Lan Si chased: "This is not a demon law! This is ...... It's ......"

Lan Wangji, who was sitting upright on the side, gently flattened his right hand, and pressed his five fingers on the seven strings, freezing the trembling of the strings. The group of gossip and excited protégés instantly stopped making noise like a flock of ducks being choked by the neck.

The Lan family members present all said silently in their hearts: This is the Gusu Lan clan's forbidden speech......

After the humming Demon Hall fell silent again, Lan Wangji turned to Wei Wuxian and said, "You continue." ”

Su She's eyes were full of anger, but his upper and lower lips were glued tightly, and his throat was even more dry and hoarse. Compared to the anxiety of not being able to open his mouth to attack Wei Wuxian, what made his heart burn even more now was the humiliation of being subject to Lan Wangji. He repeatedly scratched his throat with his fingers, trying to unlock the forbidden spell, but to no avail, he had to look at Lan Qiren. How did you know that Lan Qiren's face was cold, he didn't move, and he didn't even look at him. Originally, Lan Qiren could be unlocked, and as long as it was a forbidden spell unlocked by the Lan family's elders, out of respect, Lan Wangji would definitely not cast any more spells on him. But when the Moling Su clan became independent of the Gusu Lan clan, the two families had a lot of unpleasantness, so Lan Qiren at this time had no intention of helping him solve the technique.

Everyone said in their hearts, it seemed that as long as someone tried to quarrel with Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji would seal his mouth and be silent for a while. However, there are always warriors who are not afraid of death who stand up at such times and mock: "Wei Wuxian, you really deserve to be the ancestor of Yiling?

Wei Wuxian said, "Please be reasonable." As long as you are willing to be reasonable, you will find that it is not that I will not let you speak, but that you will not let me speak first. As soon as I opened my mouth, there were countless mouths to shut up for various reasons, and unfortunately I didn't want to shut up, so I had to shut you up first. Otherwise, no one will listen to me calmly, what can I do?"

He pointed at Su Shi and said, "For example, this...... This who. Sorry, I still don't remember your name. It's really strange, since just now, he has been stopping me, not letting me defend, not letting me interrogate, not letting me help you clarify what happened and explore the truth. Not only do you want to stop me, but I also remind you repeatedly that I am your enemy, for fear that you will not come up to die, for fear that you will live one more time?

In the past, in order to show his noble and virtuous qualities, the head of the Moling Su family has always been cold and does not like to say much, and does not show affection. In short, he has always liked to imitate Lan Wangji's words and deeds. Being mentioned by Wei Wuxian like this, many people who had dealt with him before were slightly suspicious in their hearts: Sect Master Su's words today seemed to be too much. Of course, others did not express their position, and it was inconvenient for them to express their position, so they all carefully chose to remain silent.

Wei Wuxian said, "If there is no one, then I will continue." People will never suddenly lose their spiritual power, there must always be a way and opportunity, so on the way to the mass grave, you must have all come into contact with the same thing, or have all experienced a certain thing. Does anyone want to think about what this thing is, or what it is?"

Silent. After a while, one person said blankly: "...... Have we ever touched the same thing? Have we done the same thing? When we went to the mass grave, it seemed like we all drank water? Alas, I can't remember, I don't know. ”

When they heard this voice, everyone thought, "It's him again!"

Who wouldn't be interested in actively responding to Wei Wuxian at such a time, letting him do what he wanted, and let him think what he wanted? There was only that Nie Huaisang who "didn't know anything about one question and three questions".

Someone couldn't help but say, "No one drinks water on the way up the mountain!" Who dares to drink the water from this mountain of corpses?"

Nie Huaisang guessed again: "That's all inhaled mountain mist?"

The mountains above the mass grave are insignificant, and if there is anything strange about this fog, it makes sense. Immediately someone chimed in: "Possibly!"

Jin Ling immediately said: "No way. The fog was thicker at the top of the mountain, but we had all been tied to the top of the mountain for two days, and the spiritual power was still there. ”

Wei Wuxian said, "It's not food, it's not a feng shui issue. You have all forgotten that there is one more thing after the mountain, which you have all done. ”

Lan Qiren said: "What's the matter." ”

Wei Wuxian said, "Kill the corpse." ”

A teenager blurted out, "Ah, could it be that when you were in Yicheng, there are corpse poison powder and other things in the bodies of the walking corpses?!Daddy, when you killed those walking corpses, did you spray strange-colored powder from their bodies?"

His father said, "No powder, no!"

The young man did not give up and said, "That...... What about liquids?"

Jiang Cheng said coldly: "Okay." If there is any strange powder or liquid sprayed after killing the walking corpse, we will not be unaware of the anomaly. ”

The young man, who thought he had captured the mystery, blushed, scratched his ears and cheeks, and his father hurriedly pulled his son, who was too excited just now, down and sat down. Wei Wuxian said: "It is indeed related to the killing of corpses. However, the problem is not with the walking corpse, but with the person who killed the walking corpse. ”

He turned to Lan Qiren and said, "Senior Lan, I want to ask you a question. ”

Lan Qiren said indifferently: "What's the problem, you won't ask him, and you still want to ask me?"

Although Lan Qiren is pedantic, he is not a reckless man, and he has listened to it patiently for so long. But his face is still very ugly, but Wei Wuxian has been dumped by him since he was a child, and later he has been thrown off by countless people, so he didn't care about it for a long time, thinking that this was his uncle and Mr. who had a big blue forgetfulness in one hand, and he felt that there was nothing to be angry about, so he touched his chin and smiled: "I'm not afraid to ask him too many things in front of you, do you want to be angry?" But since you asked me to ask him, then I asked him. Lan Zhan. ”

Lan Wangji said: "...... Well. ”

Wei Wuxian said, "The Moling Su Clan is a family that has separated from the Gusu Lan Clan, right. ”

Lan Wangji said: "Hmm." ”

Wei Wuxian said: "Although it has been separated, the Moling Su Clan's stunt is still 'borrowed' from the Gusu Lan Clan, right?" ”

Lan Wangji said: "Yes." ”

Wei Wuxian said: "One of the secret techniques of the Gusu Lan clan is the barrier-breaking sound, which has the effect of driving away evil spirits and repelling demons, among which the seven-string guqin is the most profound and superb, so the number of people who repair the qin is also the most. The Moling Su clan has a lot of learning, and their family also has the most piano cultivation, right? ”

Lan Wangji said: "Not bad. ”

Wei Wuxian said: "Although the head of the Moling Su clan left the Gusu Lan clan with his skills and set up his own door, his own piano skills are not very high, and the protégés he teaches are often full of mistakes, isn't it?"

Lan Wangji said calmly: "Yes." ”

Thousands of people in the Demon Hall watched the two of them sit on the steps, singing and sneering at Su She, looking at this side, and then going to steal a look at the side with a blue face. Although they all felt that Wei Wuxian's words were mean and harmful, they also felt that what he said was the truth. Because Su She's past was inexplicably cold, he had already offended many families, large and small, and at this time, seeing him being scarred in public and being stepped on by someone on the ground, at this critical moment of life and death, he also gave birth to a burst of untimely schadenfreude and a sense of bitter hatred.

Lan Sichai secretly wondered: "Hanguangjun doesn't like to embarrass people in public, although I still ...... when I see that this Sect Master Su can't get off the stage." Ahem, but why is Hanguang-kun so ruthless today?"

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji glanced at you, and I said a word, and asked questions as if no one was around. More and more people gradually heard that they were not simply ridiculing Su She, but peeling back the cocoon, so they listened more and more seriously. Next, Wei Wuxian said slowly, "...... That is to say, even if there is a melody wrong in the war song played by the Moling Su clan when they go to the mass grave to kill the corpses, the Gusu Lan clan will not be surprised, and they only think that they have made a mistake in their skills and memorized the score, but they will not pay attention to whether they missed the mistake or deliberately played the wrong one, is that so?"

Hearing this last question, Su She's pupils shrank, and the hand pressed on the hilt of the sword suddenly burst out, and the blade of the sword quietly came out of the sheath by half an inch.

Lan Wangji raised his eyes quietly, and Wei Wuxian both saw the faint understanding in each other's eyes.

"Exactly," he said. ”