During this period, he also seriously considered whether it was right to go up the mountain, if he happened to encounter the major families who came to encircle and suppress, and insisted that he had arrested people, what should he do?

The conclusion is that whether to come or not to come, to save or not to save, whether he is present or not, can be determined, there is no difference. It must be said that the difference is only the difference between "absconding in fear of crime" and "being caught red-handed". Anyway, people have been caught on his mountain, and this crime cannot be escaped no matter what.

rushed to the front to save the people who were arrested, maybe they could save some image and catch a few foggy people to torture slowly.

After all, there is a closure.

Walking through the streets of Yiling Town, Wei Wuxian only felt that his ears were full of local accents, refreshed, and incomparably kind, and he couldn't help but talk to street vendors in his local dialect even though he didn't buy anything. When he was satisfied, he turned around and said, "Hanguang-kun, you remember this town." ”

Lan Wangji bowed his head and said, "Remember." ”

Wei Wuxian smiled, "I know that your memory must be better than mine." It's in this town that we've met once before. I just happened to meet you to come to Yiling for night hunting, I said I want to invite you to dinner, do you remember this?"

Lan Wangji said: "Remember." ”

Wei Wuxian said: "But I'm ashamed, in the end, you paid the bill, haha!"

After only two laughs, he stopped.

Not because of anything else, just because he still remembered that at that time, he really brought a child. If you live a good life until now, you will be in your teens.

Without much delay, they quickly made their way through the town.

The mass grave is located deep in the mountains of Yiling.

As if deeply impregnated by resentment, the branches and leaves of the woods on this hill are pitch black. From the foot of the mountain, a wall was erected, and the wall was carved with dense incantations to prevent people and non-people from entering and leaving.

This curse wall, which encloses the entire mass grave, was first built by the third generation of the Qishan Wen family, and because it could not purify the resentful spirits of this terrain, he had to retreat to the second best thing and choose the method of containment and isolation. This wall had been knocked down by Wei Wuxian once, and now this one was a new wall rebuilt and strengthened by the Lanling Jin clan.

However, when they arrived, they found that a long section of the wall had been torn down again.

Wei Wuxian left the flower donkey at the bottom of the mountain, and the three of them stepped over the ruins of the stone wall and walked up the mountain road. After a while, he saw a headless stone beast.

This stone beast has sunk more than 1,000 catties, guarding the mountain road for many years, crawling with vine leaves all over its body, and the depressions are covered with moss marks. The head of the beast was chopped off with a heavy axe, thrown not far away, and smashed into a pulp like a demonstration. The split surface is brand new, revealing a snow-white stone gall. After walking a little further, the other statue I encountered was also split in half from head to toe.

Wei Wuxian guessed that these must be the Zhenshan stone beasts that were pressed by the family on the feng shui acupuncture points of the mass grave after his death. This kind of stone beast has the ability to suppress yin and drive away evil, the process requirements are extremely high, and the cost is also very expensive. Now I'm afraid that all of them have been destroyed by people, and they are really tyrannical.

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji took two steps side by side, and when they inadvertently turned around, they saw Wen Ning standing next to the stone beast, bowing his head and not moving, and said, "Wen Ning, what are you looking at?"

Wen Ning pointed to the base of the stone beast.

The stone beast was pressed against a thick, round stump. Beside the low stump, there were three smaller, shorter stumps, all charred and blackened, as if they had been burned by fire.

Wei Wuxian didn't know whether to sigh or be silent.

He hadn't planned to go back to the same place.

In Wei Wuxian's life, the two most torturous years were spent in this place. He knew that when he returned to the mass grave, he would definitely see this, and there was no way to avoid it. Knowing that he couldn't let go, it didn't help, but his eyes couldn't help but search around these stumps.

Wen Ning found the ruins faster than he did, walked over, got down on his knees, his fingers digging deep into the earth, grabbed a handful of dirt, and held it in the palm of his hand.

He whispered, "...... Sister. ”

A cold wind swept by, and the sea of trees rattled like a thousand small voices whispering.

Lan Wangji said: "Go up the mountain?"

Wei Wuxian said: "Let's explore the truth first. ”

He fell to his knees, leaned down, and whispered something to the ground beneath him. Suddenly, a soil surface arched slightly.

It was as if a pale flower had bloomed out of the black dirt, and a skeletal arm slowly burst out of the earth.

The small half-skull arm raised weakly, and Wei Wuxian reached out to grasp it, his body pressed lower, and his long hair slipped down his shoulders, covering half of his face.

He brought his lips to the skull's hand, whispered, then was silent, as if listening to something, and after a while, bowed slightly, the hand shrunk into a bud again, and burrowed back into the ground.

Wei Wuxian stood up, brushed away the dirt under him, and said with a strange look on his face, "In the past few days, more than 100 people have been arrested one after another, and they are all still alive at the top of the gang. However, the captors had already descended the mountain. ”

It's really weird to catch someone up, but go down the mountain yourself.

Lan Wangji said: "It's good to be alive." ”

Wei Wuxian said, "Yes, it's good to be alive. ”

Further up, we ushered in some dilapidated houses.

Most of these houses are small, simple in structure, or even rudimentary, and you can tell at first glance that they were built in a hurry by laymen. Some have been burned down to a single shelf, some have collapsed to one side, the best preserved, and half of them have been smashed to pieces. After more than ten years of wind and rain, no one took care of them, all of them were like ragged ghosts, silently overlooking the people down the mountain.

Wen Ning's footsteps had been extremely heavy since he was on the mountain, and at this time, standing in front of a house, he couldn't take a step anymore.

Because, this is a house built by Wen Ning himself.

Before he left, the house was intact. Although it is simple, it is a perfect shelter from the wind and rain, inhabited by people he knows and cherishes.

"Things are people", there are still things, but in this situation, you can't even see things and think about people.

Wei Wuxian said, "Don't look at it. ”

Wen Ning said: "...... I've thought of it a long time ago. Just wanted to see if there was anything left ......"

Before he could finish speaking, in the dilapidated room, a figure suddenly staggered to his feet.

The figure staggered out of the house, its half-rotted face exposed to the thin sunlight. Wei Wuxian slapped his palm, this walking corpse didn't notice anything wrong, Wei Wuxian calmly took two steps back, and said, "It's controlled by the Yin Tiger Talisman." ”

The corpse puppet that has surrendered to him is not subject to the Yin Tiger Talisman. Similarly, the corpse puppet that has been manipulated by the Yin Tiger Talisman will no longer obey his orders. The rule is: first come, first served.

Wen Ning stepped forward and screwed its head off with a roar. Then, there were also low roars from all directions, and forty or fifty walking corpses slowly walked out of the black woods.

These walking corpses are of all ages, most of them are fresh, wearing shrouds, and most of them are the corpses that have recently been lost in various places. Lan Wangji flipped out the guqin, and with a pluck, the sound of the qin spread out like ripples, and the walking corpses who had just surrounded them suddenly knelt in a circle. Wen Ning lifted an extraordinarily tall male corpse with both hands, threw it a few feet away, and got stuck in the branch of a tree and struggled. Wei Wuxian said, "Don't entangle with them, go up the mountain!"

The three of them went up the mountain while retreating the corpses, and they didn't know how many corpses Jin Guangyao had summoned frantically with the Yin Tiger Talisman in the past few days, wave after wave, the more they climbed, the closer they got to the top of the post, the denser they were, and the more numerous they were. Above the towering black forest, the sound of the piano rushed into the sky, and a flock of crows flew wildly. Two hours later, they finally had a break to make sure there was no new wave of wanderings around, and Wei Wuxian sat down on a ruined Zhenshan Stone Beast and sighed.

Lan Wangji put away the piano, pulled out a long sword from his sleeve, and handed it to him.

Wei Wuxian looked sideways, it was casual. It turned out that Lan Wangji had kept it in his sleeve.

He looked down at Casual, took it with a smile, and said, "Thank you." ”

He drew his sword from its sheath, stared at the snow-white blade for a while, and then decisively inserted it back and put it on his waist, still not using it.

Seeing this, Wen Ning turned his head. Lan Wangji stared at him, and Wei Wuxian explained, "I've not used a sword for too many years, and I'm not used to it. ”

Holding his knees for a while, Wei Wuxian stood up, and the three of them took a few more steps up, and finally saw a large hall that was about to fall and would not fall.

Mass graves are ancient battlefields.

Legend has it that in ancient times, this mountain was not called a mass grave, but a fairy mountain that was famous overseas. There used to be a well-known sect of immortal cultivators located here. The leaders of the past dynasties have the ability to call the wind and rain, and they also serve as national teachers. After decades of fighting, the mountain finally became a hell on earth, and the original name was also annihilated in the dust, leaving only the three words "mass grave", which is remembered by the world.

The great sect that flourished for a time is only the ruins of a demon temple built by the original national teacher, which has been supported for thousands of years. Although this demon palace has experienced a hundred years of rain and wind, most of it has become a ruined wall, and the glory of the heyday can still be glimpsed. The dome is towering, and the golden pillars are towering, which can be regarded as magnificent. However, it is crooked throughout.

People say that the mass grave is a mountain of corpses, all over the mountains, and you can dig a dead person with a shovel in any place, which is true. Because of this, there are often corpse eaters in the mountains. The corpse armor is the pangolin that is demonized after receiving the demonic qi infiltration, using the corpse and resentment as the corpse, digging up the corpse in the soil, and guiding the mass grave There are many holes, and the bottom of the demon hall is almost dug up, the soil is loose, the foundation is unstable, and one side has already sunk deep into the ground.

They originally thought that the higher they went, the more they pricked their hands, but they didn't expect that when they reached the top of the post, there would be no more corpse infestation. The more this is the case, the more unsettling it becomes. Wei Wuxian couldn't help but be vigilant: "It's a little too easy to simply kill all the way up. ”

The three of them were all of a general mind, and they cautiously sneaked and approached the outside of the temple, not rushing into the temple immediately, but first peeking into the palace from the outside.

This demon hall is very large, and it can accommodate thousands of people. More than 100 people, their hands and feet firmly bound by the fairy rope, crowded in the center of the main hall.

These more than 100 people are either high-grade protégés or children of direct families. Wei Wuxian said in his heart: "Arrest all the hearts and souls of these families, this second encirclement and suppression is imperative." Just ......"

It's just that I don't know if Jiang Cheng will be the leader again this time.

Suddenly, a young man sitting on the ground said, "If you want me to say, you shouldn't have just stabbed him with a sword, why didn't you just wipe his neck?"

His voice was very small, but the Demon Hall was very empty, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he buzzed, because he didn't need to eavesdrop at all, and he could see it clearly. Hearing this, Wei Wuxian noticed that the grim-faced young man beside this disciple was none other than Jin Ling!

Jin Ling didn't even look at him, bowed his head and said nothing.

A teenager said in trepidation: "It's been almost two days since they left...... What do you want? Kill or chop...... Give it a good time. ”

The first disciple to speak said: "What else can you want? I must want to do what we did to the Wen family in the Sunshooting Campaign, refining us into his corpse puppets, and then using us to deal with our families, so that they can't do anything, and let the enemy kill each other." He gritted his teeth and said, "Demons! What a vile demon! There is no human ......."

Jin Ling suddenly said coldly: "You shut up for me!"

The boy was stunned and said, "What do you mean by telling me to shut up?"

Jin Ling said: "What do you mean? Are you deaf or stupid, you can't understand people's words? Shut up, just let you stop arguing!"

After being tied up for two days, the kid was already irritable and said angrily: "Why are you telling me to shut up?!"

Another young voice that was still calm said, "We are tied up here now, and so many walking corpses outside don't know when they will rush in." You're going to quarrel at this time?"

Lan Sichai was also arrested.

The young man who was told to shut up said: "He was the one who went crazy first! Why, you can scold yourself, but you don't allow others to scold?! Jin Ling, hey, who do you think you are? Do you think Fang Zun is an immortal governor, and you will be the same in the future? I won't shut up, I see you ......."

Jin Ling suddenly pounced, his head hit the back of his head, and the disciple screamed in pain and scolded: "If you want to fight, accompany you! You have a mother and no mother!"

Hearing this, Jin Ling was even more furious, and it was inconvenient to do it when he was tied, so he used his elbows and knees together, and smashed the other party screaming one after another. But he was alone, but the boy was always a hug, and when his friends saw that he was suffering, they immediately shouted, "I'm here to help you!" Lan Si sat nearby, and he couldn't help but be swept into the torrent of group fights by them, and at first he could barely advise "calm down, calm down", but after a few elbow blows by mistake, he frowned again and again in pain, his face became darker and darker, and he screamed, and simply joined the melee.

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji couldn't stand it anymore, they glanced at each other, and made sure that there should be no traps inside and outside this Demon Palace, Wei Wuxian took the lead and jumped to the steps in front of the Demon Palace, and shouted, "Spread out, spread out!"

His roar was almost deafening as it buzzed through the Demon Palace. The scuffling teenagers looked up, Lan Sichai saw the familiar figure beside him, and said happily: "Hanguang-jun!"

Someone on the side was frightened and said, "What do you like......? They're a bunch!"

Wei Wuxian stepped into the Demon Palace, pulled out the sheath casually, and threw it back, and a figure flashed out and caught the sword, it was Wen Ning.

This group of children of the family roared again: "Ghost ghost ghost general!"

Wen Ning raised his casualness and slashed at Jin Ling, Jin Ling gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, unbeknownst to him, his body was loosened, and the bundle of immortals had been cut off by a casual edge.

Wen Ning walked around in the hall and cut off the bundle of immortal ropes. The children of the family who were loosened by him did not escape, nor did they stay, there were Yiling Old Ancestor Ghost General and the righteous traitor Hanguangjun inside, and there were countless walking corpses waiting to be eaten outside, and they had to shrink in a corner of the main hall, staring at Wen Ning who was walking around expressionlessly.

Lan Sichai was full of light on his face, and said, "Mo ...... Wei seniors. You're here to save us, aren't you? You didn't send someone to arrest us, did you?"

Although it was a question, his face was full of trust and joy, Wei Wuxian's heart warmed, he squatted down and rubbed his head, rubbing his hair, which had been meticulous for a few days, and said, "I, how poor I am, you don't know, where do you get so much money to hire people." ”

Lan Sichai nodded again and again: "Hmm." I knew that my predecessors were really poor!"

Wei Wuxian: "...... Shrewd. How many people are there? Is there an ambush around here?"

Lan Si chased: "There are many people on the other side! their faces are covered with black fog and they can't see clearly, they confiscated our swords, left us here and left, it's been almost two days, as if they want us to fend for ourselves." However, there are a lot of walking corpses outside! I can hear them screaming from time to time, but they haven't entered the temple for a while. ”

Avoiding the dust, he came out of the sheath and cut off the rope that bound him.

Lan Wangji put the sword back into its sheath and said, "Well done." ”

It means that he can stay calm, stay calm in the face of danger, trust them, and do a good job. Lan Sichai hurriedly got up and stood upright at Lan Wangji, and before he could smile, Wei Wuxian said with a grin: "Yes, it's really good, Sichai, you can fight." ”

Lan Sichai's face turned red all of a sudden, and said, "That's, that's ...... I was just impulsive......"

Suddenly, Wei Wuxian heard the sound of shredded footsteps. He turned his head and saw Jin Ling standing behind them with stiff hands and feet.

Lan Wangji immediately stopped in front of Wei Wuxian, and Lan Sizhui stood in front of Lan Wangji again, and said cautiously: "Young Master Jin." ”

Wei Wuxian walked out from behind the two of them and said, "What are you doing? ”

Jin Ling's face was very strange, his fists were loose and tight, tight and loose, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth, just stared at Wei Wuxian's abdomen, the place where he had stabbed a sword.

Just as the two sides were at a stalemate, suddenly, a figure was thrown into the temple!

Wei Wuxian took two steps back, was supported by Lan Wangji, looked at it fixedly, and said, "Wen Ning?"

Wen Ning rolled over and jumped up, silently picking up the bones of his dislocated arm roughly, and Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji turned around in unison.

I saw Jiang Cheng hanging his hands and standing in front of the Demon Palace, and the purple electricity was flowing under him. Just now, Wen Ning was whipped into the temple by him.

No wonder Wen Ning didn't have any intention of fighting back.

Jiang Cheng said coldly: "Jin Ling, come here." ”

Jin Ling lost his voice and said, "...... Uncle!"

In the dark forest, the monks dressed in different costumes slowly walked out. The more and more they gathered, a large area of black pressure was densely crowded, surrounding the Demon Palace. Roughly counted, there were one or two thousand people.

These monks, including Jiang Cheng, all looked tired and covered in blood. The more than 100 children of the family who were originally tied up rushed out of the Demon Palace, shouting, "Dad!", "A-Niang!" and "Brother!" crowded into the crowd.

Jiang Cheng said sharply: "Jin Ling, what are you rubbing, can't you come over? Do you want to die!"

Jin Ling looked left and right, still hesitating and not making up his mind. Wei Wuxian didn't have time to pay attention to him for the time being, his eyes swept quickly through the crowd, and he found two places that were extremely wrong.

Lan Qiren stood in front of the crowd, looking a lot older, and wisps of white appeared on his sideburns.

He looked at Lan Wangji and said, "Forget the machine." ”

Lan Wangji said in a low voice, "Uncle." ”

But they still did not stand back with him.

Lan Qiren couldn't understand it better, this was Lan Wangji's unshakable and firm answer. He shook his head in disappointment, and did not speak again to try to admonish.

A fairy in white stood up, with tears in his eyes, and said, "Hanguang-kun, what's wrong with you......?" You are no longer you, and you are clearly inseparable from him in the past. Yiling Ancestor, what method did you use to bewitch you and make you stand on the opposite side of us?"

Lan Wangji ignored her.

The fairy received no answer, so he said regretfully, "That's it...... It's a celebrity in vain. ”

Wei Wuxian said, "Here you are again. ”

Jiang Cheng said coldly: "Of course I want to come." ”

Su She, carrying his seven-stringed guqin, also stood in front of the crowd, and said leisurely: "If it weren't for the fact that the ancestor of Yiling had just come back, he was afraid that the world would not know about it, and he would have shaved corpses and arrested people with great fanfare, I guess I wouldn't have come to Your Excellency's lair again so soon." ”

Wei Wuxian said, "I obviously saved these children of the family, why don't you appreciate me, but instead accuse me?"

Many people sneered and muttered, "The thief shouts to catch the thief."

Wei Wuxian knew that arguing was futile and was not in a hurry, so he snorted slightly, and said, "However, the battle you have come here this time seems to be a little cold, and there are two big names missing." Dare to ask you, why didn't Fang Zun and Ze Wujun come to such a grand event?"

Su Shi sneered: "Hmph, the day before yesterday, Fang Zun and Ze Wujun were assassinated by unknown people in Jinlintai, both of them were seriously injured and are still being treated, why do you knowingly ask?"

Hearing that Lan Xichen was "seriously injured", Lan Wangji moved slightly, and Wei Wuxian was also shocked.

At this time, a small voice suddenly said: "Daddy, I think it may not be him who did it." Last time in Yicheng, he saved us. This time, I look at him, it seems that he is also here to save us......"

Following this voice, it was a child of a family who had just fallen under his father's side, and his young and somewhat childish face was indeed somewhat familiar. However, his father immediately rebuked his son: "Don't talk nonsense, little children, do you know what the occasion is? Do you know who it is?"

Retracting his gaze, Wei Wuxian said calmly, "Understood." ”

He understood from the beginning that no matter what he said, no one would believe it. What he denies can be imposed, and what he admits can be distorted.

The original Lan Wangji's words carried a lot of weight, but after mixing with him, I am afraid that he will also become the target of public criticism.

I thought that there was a Lan Xichen in charge of the family, and he should be able to mediate, but who knew that Lan Xichen and Jin Guangyao were not present. If Jin Guangyao's original intention was to frame him and destroy him in one fell swoop, how could he not go into battle in person?

If he doesn't come, he must have a more insidious plan. "Jin Lintai was assassinated, both of them were seriously injured" - genius knows what the truth is!

The first mass grave encirclement and suppression that year, Jin Guangshan was the lord of the Lanling Jin clan, and Jiang Cheng was the lord of the Yunmeng Jiang clan. Lan Qiren is the main aunt of the Su Lan clan, and Nie Mingjue is the lord of the Qinghe Nie clan. The first two are the main force, and the last two are dispensable. Now that the head of the Lanling Jin family has not arrived, he has only sent people to accept the command of the Lan family; the Gusu Lan family is still dispatched by Lan Qiren; Nie Huaisang has taken his eldest brother's place and shrunk in the crowd, still full of "I don't know anything", "I don't want to do anything", "I'm just here to make up the numbers".

Only Jiang Cheng is still the same Jiang Cheng who is full of anger, full of gloom, and stares at him.

But. Wei Wuxian tilted his head slightly, and saw Lan Wangji standing beside him, without hesitation or retreat.

But—this time, he wasn't alone anymore.

In the midst of the eyes of thousands of monks, a middle-aged man could not hold back, jumped out, and shouted, "Wei Wuxian, do you remember me?"

Wei Wuxian replied honestly, "I don't remember." ”

The middle-aged monk sneered, "You don't remember, I remember this leg!"

He lifted the hem suddenly, revealing a wooden prosthetic leg, and said, "This leg of mine was ruined by the night you spent in the Sleepless Sky City. Let you see, so that you know that among the people who are encircled and suppressed today, I also have a part to contribute. Heaven is a good reincarnation, and retribution is not happy!"

As if motivated by him, another young monk also stepped forward and said, "Wei Wuxian, I won't ask you if you remember. My parents died at your hands, and you owe too much blood debt, and you certainly don't remember the two old men. But I will not forget!

The third person stepped forward, and this time, Wei Wuxian asked first, "Have I ever crippled you?"

The man shook his head, and Wei Wuxian asked again, "I killed your parents and destroyed your entire family?"

The man shook his head again. Wei Wuxian said curiously, "Then what are you doing here?"

The man said, "I have no enmity with you. I have come here to fight just to make you understand that whoever defends the world and everyone gets and condemns him, no matter what means he uses, no matter how many times he crawls out of the grave, we will send you back again. Not for anything else, just for the word 'justice', for a 'righteousness'!"

When the crowd heard this, they cheered, cheered, and were greatly encouraged, and one by one they stepped forward and declared war loudly.

"My son was killed by your lackey Wen Ning in the middle of the Poor Strange Road!"

"My senior brother festered all over his body and died because of your vicious curse!"

"Not for anything else, just to prove that there is still justice in the world, and sin cannot be tolerated!"

"There is still justice in the world, and sin cannot be tolerated!"

Every face is filled with boiling blood, every sentence is righteous and righteous, and everyone is righteous and awe-inspiring, impassioned, righteous indignant, and full of pride.

There is no doubt that what they are doing at this moment is a glorious feat, a great act of righteousness.

A crusade against "evil" that is enough to be celebrated by thousands of people for centuries and praised by thousands of people.

Just like he used to be.