As if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on his head, the unintentional arc on Wei Wuxian's lips froze.

The tall figure stood under a dead tree, facing in this direction. If he had a head around his neck, he should be staring at Wei Wuxian silently at the moment.

On the other side of the bonfire, the juniors of the Lan family also saw this shadow, their hairs stood on end, and their eyes widened and they were about to draw their swords, Wei Wuxian put his index finger to his lips and lightly "shhh

He motioned to everyone with his eyes, "No," and shook his head. Seeing this, Lan Sichai quietly and silently pressed back the long sword that Lan Jingyi had drawn out of its scabbard and half of it.

The headless man reached out and leaned on the trunk of a nearby tree, stroking it for a while, as if thinking about something, and as if confirming what it was.

He took a small step forward, and Wei Wuxian could see most of his body clearly.

The clothes worn by this headless man were a shroud, slightly tattered. It was the one they wore on the torso they had dug up from the Chang family's cemetery.

At the feet of the headless man, there were piles of debris scattered. Barely recognizable, these were a few broken sealed evil bags.

Wei Wuxian said in his heart: "I was negligent, and I actually let my good brother fight it by himself!" ”

After he and Lan Wangji entered Yicheng, they were shocked and changed, and they did not play "Rest in Peace" together for more than two days. In the days that followed, the two tried their best to make amends before they could barely suppress it. However, the limbs of the corpses have been collected, and their attraction to each other has increased considerably. It may be that they sensed each other's resentment and wanted to be together too much, so they took advantage of Lan Wangji to go out on night patrol, and couldn't wait to roll to the side, breaking through the sealed evil bag that bound them, and automatically piecing together a corpse.

It's a pity that this corpse is still missing a part. Moreover, it is one of the most important parts.

The headless man put his hand on his neck and felt for the neatly cut scarlet cut in his throat, and for a while, he couldn't reach what he should have. As if enraged by this fact, he suddenly struck out with a palm and slapped it on the tree next to him!

The trunk cracked in response. Wei Wuxian said in his heart: "The temper is quite big. ”

Lan Jingyi put the sword in front of her and said in a trembling voice: "This, what kind of monster is this!" ”

Wei Wuxian said: "When I hear it, I don't do my basic homework well. What is a demon? What's the blame? This is obviously a ghost, how can it be a youkai? ”

Lan Sichai whispered: "Young Master Mo, you are so loud, aren't you afraid that he will find you?" ”

Wei Wuxian said, "It's okay. I just discovered that it didn't matter how loud we talked, because he had no head, no eyes, no ears, no sight and no hearing. If you don't believe it, you will shout and see. ”

Lan Jingyi said curiously: "Really? I'll try. ”

After saying that, he immediately shouted twice. However, as soon as he finished shouting, the headless man suddenly turned around and walked towards the juniors of the Lan family.

The young people's souls were scattered, and Lan Jingyi screamed, "Didn't you say it's okay?!" ”

Wei Wuxian put his hands to his mouth and said in a loud voice, "It's really okay!" Look! I spoke so loudly, didn't he come over? But it's not that the sound is loud or not, it's that there's a fire! Hot! There are a lot of people, and they are all men! The yang energy of the living is also heavy! He can't see or hear, but he can walk where he feels lively. Don't hurry up and put out the fire, scatter and scatter! ”

Lan Sichai waved his hand, and a gust of wind extinguished the flames, and a group of teenagers scattered in the deserted garden. Sure enough, as soon as the bonfire was extinguished and the people did not gather together, the headless man lost his direction.

He stood still for a moment, and the crowd had just breathed a sigh of relief, when suddenly he moved again, and, with unmistakable accuracy, walked towards one of the teenagers!

Lan Jingyi said again: "Didn't you say that if you put out the fire and disperse, you'll be fine?!" ”

Wei Wuxian couldn't reply, and said to the young man, "Don't move! ”

He picked up a stone at his feet, flipped his wrist, and threw it at the headless man. The stone hit his vest, and the headless man immediately stopped, turned around, weighed the two, and walked towards Wei Wuxian instead.

Wei Wuxian moved two steps very slowly, just past the headless man who came over, and said, "Let you disperse, not let you run around." Don't run too fast, this headless ghost has a very high cultivation, if you move too fast, you will bring a breeze around you, and he will also be aware of it. ”

Lan Si chased: "He seems to be looking for something...... It's looking for him...... Head? ”

Wei Wuxian said, "Yes, he's looking for his head." There are so many heads here, and if he doesn't know which one is his, he will pull the head off everyone's neck and put it on his own neck to see if it fits. If it is suitable, it will be used for a while, and if it is not suitable, it will be thrown away. So, you have to walk slowly, hide slowly, and don't get caught by him. ”

Imagining his head being pouted by this headless corpse and bloodily placed on his neck, the teenagers felt a chill, raised their hands to protect their heads and necks, and began to "escape" slowly around the garden. A group of people seem to be playing a dangerous game of hide and seek with this headless ghost, and those who are caught by the ghost will have to hand over their heads.

Wei Wuxian took his hands and slowly moved his pace, observing the movements of the headless corpse as he walked. He said to himself: "This good brother's posture is a little strange, isn't it?" I've been waving my arms with my fists in a clenched fist, this action ......"

Once the Headless Man caught the trail of a young man, Wei Wuxian threw a stone to divert his attention and lure him to his side. Lan Jingyi said: "Are we going to go on like this forever?" ”

Wei Wuxian thought for a moment and said, "Of course not. ”

After speaking, he shouted loudly: "Hanguang-kun! Hanguang-kun! Hanguang-kun, are you back! Help me! ”

Seeing this, the others also shouted along with him. Anyway, this murderous corpse has no head, and he can't hear the sound, and one shouts more poignantly than the other, and one shouts more high-pitched than the other. Suddenly, the figure of Lan Wangji flashed at the entrance of the flower garden.

This group of juniors were about to cry with joy: "Hanguang-kun, you are back!" ”

When Lan Wangji saw the headless figure, he was slightly stunned. Immediately, without saying a word, avoid the dust and get out of the sheath. The headless man sensed a very powerful, bone-chilling sword attack, raised his arm, and waved it again. Wei Wuxian said in his heart: "It's that action again!" ”

The headless man was also very agile and vigorous, jumped forward, staggered away from the edge of the dust, grabbed the backhand, and grabbed the hilt of the sword that avoided the dust!

He held the Dust Guard in his hand and held it high, as if to check the object he was holding, but he didn't have eyes. Everyone's expressions changed abruptly, but Lan Wangji's face did not change, turned out the guqin, lowered his head and hooked his fingers on a string.

The strings trembled, and the sound of the strings seemed to turn into a sharp arrow, whistling and spinning, shooting at the murderous corpse.

The headless man swung his sword and slashed, shattering the aftermath of the string. Lan Wangji flicked down, and the seven strings trembled in unison, singing a passionate and high-pitched sound, as if the sword rain was falling all over the sky!

At the same time, Wei Wuxian pulled out the bamboo flute, harmonizing it with a sharp flute sound. Under the aggressive and combined attack of the piano and flute, the murderous corpse finally fell.

To be precise, it didn't fall, but fell apart. Hand is hand, leg is leg, body is body, scattered in pieces on the ground littered with remnants.

Lan Wangji flipped his hand to put the qin away, summoned the sword back to its sheath, and walked over to the severed limbs with Wei Wuxian, glanced down, and took out five brand-new Sealed Evil Qiankun bags, which seemed to be preparing to reseal the corpses into the bags. Lan Sichai seemed to have something to ask, and Lan Wangji said, "Rest." ”

Although the time had not yet come, Hanguangjun had already spoken, so Lan Sizhui didn't ask more, but said respectfully: "Yes." So he took the rest of the juniors to find another place in the flower garden and re-lit the fire to rest.

There were only two people left next to the pile of corpses, Wei Wuxian squatted on the ground, took his left hand and stuffed it into the Qiankun bag, stuffed it halfway, and said, "Hanguang-jun, there is only one head left of the good brother who has not been found." But this time, the left hand didn't guide the next step. ”

Lan Wangji said: "There is no right hand. ”

The skull is the most critical part, but it must also be the most difficult to find. Wei Wuxian said, "If you don't point out the direction, is the clue just broken?" ”

After a moment of silence, Lan Wangji said, "No." I know who this person is. ”

Wei Wuxian said, "You know? ”

Lan Wangji nodded slowly, and Wei Wuxian said, "Okay, I know who it is." ”

He lowered his voice and said, "Chifeng Venerable, right? ”

When he was "playing hide and seek" just now, the headless corpse kept repeating an action: clenching his fists, waving his arms, and slashing horizontally and vertically. It looks like he's wielding some kind of weapon.

At the mention of weapons, Wei Wuxian thought of swords. But he himself is a man who wields a sword, and he has fought with many famous people who use swords before, but he has never seen a master use a sword in this way.

The sword is the "king of a hundred soldiers", and those who use the sword will always pay attention to a little dignified or elegant. Even the assassin's sword, in its fierce and vicious, must have a bit of agility, and there are a lot of "stabbing" movements. And looking at the headless man's sword movements, it was too heavy, the killing and violent aura was too heavy, and there was no grace or grace.

But if he was not holding a sword, but a knife, and a very heavy, murderous one—that would make sense.

Swords and swords, temperament and usage, are all completely different.

The weapon that this headless man used to use before his life was supposed to be a knife. The knife is sharp, only seeking prestige, not elegance. As he searched for his head, he was also looking for his weapon. So he kept repeating the action of swinging the sword, and also grabbed the dust with his backhand, and used the sword as his saber.

In addition, when Lan Wangji saw the headless corpse for the first time, he was indeed slightly stunned for a moment, and then he made a move. It seems that he recognized the identity of this person based on his form. This person Lan Wangji must have seen it, and he has seen it many times, and he can remember his figure. And Chifeng Zun Nie Mingjue and Zewujun Lan Xichen are sworn brothers, and they must have been in contact with each other in the past, so they meet this condition.

Previously, the body of the good brother was cut into pieces, there were no special signs such as birthmarks on his body, and he was cut so fragmented that it was difficult to identify. But just now, the limbs and body were temporarily glued together by resentment, and a corpse that could move was pieced together, and Lan Wangji must have seen the clue.

Seeing that Lan Wangji acquiesced, Wei Wuxian asked again, "How sure are you?" ”

Lan Wangji said: "Nine points." ”

And the remaining points that cannot be determined because the head has not yet appeared, how to determine and who to determine, both of them have a number in their hearts.

After they arrived at the mountain gate, they learned the news: the head of the Qinghe Nie clan came to Yunshen to be a guest.

Chi Fengzun and Ze Wujun were first friends, and then they were sworn brothers, and Nie Huaisang often came to Yunshen with his eldest brother to play with him when he was a child. But the Lan family's rules are cumbersome and old-fashioned, and he doesn't like to come. When he came, there was no one to accompany him, so he could only say a few words to Lan Xichen. Only when Lan Qiren lectures for a few months every year, when many of his peers gather here, will he stay here.

But after becoming an adult, especially after becoming the head of the family, Nie Huaisang is often busy with all kinds of unfamiliar affairs, begging people everywhere, especially the two righteous brothers of the eldest brother, today on Jinlintai to cry to Jin Guangyao, tomorrow to Yunshen I don't know what to expect. Relying on the support of the two heads of the Jin and Lan families, he reluctantly sat down in the position of the head of the family. This time, he didn't know what he was doing again, sitting opposite Lan Xichen in the elegant room of the living room, wiping his sweat with a handkerchief, and complaining to him for help. Lan Xichen listened, poured him tea, and said, "You have worked hard." ”

Nie Huaisang was extremely tired and said, "I'm really tired." I don't know when these days will end...... It would be nice if the eldest brother was still here, he used to carry these things, and I didn't have to worry about anything. The eldest brother is a person who was born to be the head of the Xuanmen Immortal. ”

After a moment of silence, Lan Xichen also said slowly: "Not bad." If the eldest brother is still ......"

Nie Huaisang lowered his head and fiddled with his fan for a while, laughing at himself: "And I...... It's just that Qinghe 'doesn't know three questions'. ”

Hearing this, Lan Xichen shook his head, leaned over and patted him on the shoulder, and was about to speak, when a voice said outside the elegant room: "Zewu-jun, Hanguang-jun has something important to discuss, please go to the underworld with Sect Master Nie." ”

Lan Xichen said: "Do you want to chase it? Are you back? Forgot to be back too? ”

Lan Si said in a respectful voice, "Yes." I just returned from a night hunt this morning. It's too late to report. ”

Lan Xichen got up and said, "Go to the underworld?" What's up? Also call Huaisang. ”

Lan Si chased: "Hanguang-jun didn't tell me anything. Just to say, I must ask you to go over with Sect Master Nie. ”

Nie Huaisang also stood up, feeling apprehensive in his heart, he couldn't help but take out a handkerchief from his arms again, kept wiping his sweat, wiping his whole face into pink, and went towards the underworld with Lan Xichen.

The underworld was empty, and the doors were closed. Before entering, they saluted the door, as was customary, before pushing open the two wooden doors.

As soon as they pushed the door open, their faces changed sharply.

A tall figure stood inside, and this figure was extremely familiar to them.

Nie Huaisang and Lan Xichen blurted out together: "Big brother?!" ”