Wei Wuxian wanted to wash his face and see the remains of the master, but there was no water in the house, and there was nothing to drink and wash.

The only pot, he guessed, should be for the sake of worship, not for washing.

Pushing the door, he was latched from the outside, probably afraid that he would go out and run around.

Nothing made him feel the joy of being born again!

He simply meditated for a while to get used to the new house. This is a whole day. When I opened my eyes, sunlight leaked into the house through the cracks in the doors and windows. Although he was able to get up and walk, he was still dizzy and did not get better.

Wei Wuxian wondered in his heart: "This Mo Xuanyu's cultivation is so low that the spiritual power is negligible, there is no reason why I can't control this body, why is it so bad?"

At this time, there was a strange sound in his abdomen, and he realized that it was not about cultivating spiritual power at all, it was just that his body was hungry without a valley. If he doesn't forage for food, he may become the first evil god in history to starve to death as soon as he is invited.

Wei Wuxian raised his breath and was about to kick the door out, when suddenly a sound of footsteps approached. Someone kicked the door and said impatiently, "It's time to eat!"

The words were shouted, but the door was not opened. Wei Wuxian looked down and saw that a smaller door had opened under the door, just in time to see a small bowl being placed heavily in front of it.

The servant outside said, "Hurry up! Rub something! Take out the dishes when you're done!"

The small door is smaller than the dog's hole, and no one can enter or leave, but the bowl can be brought in. Two dishes and one meal, the selling is very different.

Wei Wuxian stirred the two chopsticks inserted in the rice, and was heartbroken:

As soon as the ancestor of Yiling returned to the world, he was kicked and scolded. The first meal that washed him was this kind of leftovers. What about the bloody wind and rain? The chickens and dogs are not left? What about the extinction of the whole house? Who believes it when it is said. It's really a tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by dogs, Longyou being played with shrimp in shallow water, and a plucked phoenix is not as good as a chicken.

At this time, the servant outside the door spoke up again, but this time he was grinning: "A-Ding! ”

Another delicate and crisp female voice answered from afar: "Ah Tong, come and deliver food to the one inside?"

Ah Tong chirped: "Otherwise, what am I doing in this bad courtyard!"

Adin's voice was much closer, and he seemed to have come to the door: "You only bring him food once a day, and no one talks about you when you are lazy from time to time, so leisurely, you are still unlucky." Look at me, there's so much work I can't even go out and play. ”

Ah Tong complained: "I don't just bring him food! You still dare to go out to play these days? With so many walking corpses, who doesn't close the door tightly." ”

Wei Wuxian squatted against the door, serving a bowl and listening as he ate.

It seems that this Mojiazhuang has not been very peaceful recently. Walking corpses, as the word suggests, are walking dead people, a relatively low-level and very common corpse mutant. Unless it is a deceased with a strong grudge, it is generally dull-eyed, walks slowly, and is not very lethal. But it's enough for ordinary people to be frightened, and the rancid smell alone is enough to spit out a pot.

However, to Wei Wuxian, they were the easiest and most obedient puppets to drive, and at first glance, they were somewhat kind.

Ah Tong seemed to be frowning: "If you want to go out, unless you take me, I will protect you......"

Adin said: "You, protect me, brag, can you still fight off those things?"

Ah Tong said stupidly: "I can't fight back, and others can't fight back." ”

Ah Ding said with a smile: "How do you know that others can't fight back? I tell you, today there has been an envoy from the Xianmen to our Mojiazhuang, I heard, it is a very remarkable and illustrious family! Madame is greeting in the hall, and the people in the town are all around to see the strangeness. Listen, isn't it noisy? I don't have time to mess with you, maybe I'll have to support me again later. ”

Wei Wuxian listened intently, and sure enough, there was a faint commotion in the east. He pondered for a moment, got up and kicked his foot, and the latch cracked.

The two servants, Adin and Ah Tong, were talking and laughing, screaming in unison when the door suddenly popped open on both sides. Wei Wuxian threw away the dishes and chopsticks and walked out, but he couldn't open his eyes for a while because of the sunlight, raised his hand to his eyebrows, and closed his eyes for a moment. Ah Tong screamed sharper than Ah Ding, and when he looked at it, he saw that it was Mo Xuanyu, who could be bullied, and he was bold again, and he felt that he had lost face just now, and he wanted to redeem himself in front of Ah Ding, so he jumped over and scolded like a dog while waving his hand and scolding: "Go! Go! Go back! What are you doing here!"

Even if it's a beggar or a fly, it's not any more ugly. Most of the servants of the Mo family usually treat Mo Xuanyu like this, and he never resists, which is why they are so unscrupulous. Wei Wuxian kicked Ah Tong lightly and said with a smile: "The little ghost who delivers food and does chores dares to do this." ”

With that, follow the noise and head east. There were many people inside and outside the east hall of the east courtyard, and as soon as Wei Wuxian stepped into the courtyard, a woman's voice came out that was a cut above the others: "...... There is a junior in our family, and he is also a ...... who has a fairy fate."

It must be that Mrs. Namo is trying to find a way to connect with the Immortal Cultivator family again. Wei Wuxian didn't wait for her to finish, he hurriedly squeezed through the crowd and entered the hall, and said with a grin, "It's here, it's here!"

There was a middle-aged woman sitting in the hall, well-maintained and beautifully dressed, it was Mrs. Mo, and it was her husband who sat under her. On the opposite side sat several white-clothed teenagers with swords on their backs. An unkempt eccentric suddenly appeared in the crowd, and all voices stopped abruptly. Wei Wuxian seemed to be completely unaware of the stagnant scene, and said with a scowling face: "Who called me just now?

If you smear too much powder, you will crack when you laugh, and it will fall down. There was a young Xianmen envoy who almost laughed out loud, and was glanced at disapprovingly by the young man who seemed to be the leader on the side, and immediately turned positive.

Wei Wuxian swept his eyes with the sound and was slightly taken aback. He thought it was an exaggeration by an ignorant servant, but who knew that it was really a child of the "illustrious family" who came.

These teenagers have light sleeves, slow belts and light floats, fairy spirit, very beautiful, and the school uniform knows at a glance that it is from the Gusu Lan clan. And they must be relatives and children of the Lan family's bloodline, because they all wear a finger-wide white moire on their foreheads.

The Gusu Lan family motto is "Yazheng", which means "self-restraint", and the cloud pattern is the Lan family crest. A monk with a foreign surname who is attached to a big family like a guest or a protégé is not qualified to wear it. Wei Wuxian had a toothache when he saw the people of the Lan family, and in his previous life, he often slandered his school uniform as "wearing linen and wearing filial piety", so he would never admit his mistake.

Mrs. Mo hadn't seen this nephew for a long time, and it took a while to recover from her shock, and she recognized who this person with heavy makeup was, and she was annoyed in her heart, and she didn't want to get angry immediately, so she lowered her voice and said to her husband: "Whoever lets him out, get him back!"

Her husband laughed in response, and got up to slap someone with a gloomy face, but Wei Wuxian suddenly lay on the ground, his limbs firmly glued to the ground, he couldn't even push and drag, and it didn't help to call a few servants in. Mrs. Mo's face became more and more ugly, and he was also sweating profusely, and scolded: "...... You're ...... Don't go back, see how I clean you up!"

Although everyone in Mojiazhuang knew that the Mo family had a son who was mad, Mo Xuanyu had been huddled in that dark room for several years and did not dare to see anyone. Seeing that his makeup and demeanor were like demons and monsters, he whispered at the moment, just afraid that there would be no good show to watch. Wei Wuxian said, "It's okay if you want me to go back." He pointed directly at Mo Ziyuan: "You tell him to return the things he stole from me first." ”

Mo Ziyuan never expected that this crazy man would have such courage, he was taught a lesson yesterday, and he dared to stab him here today, and said with a white face: "You are talking nonsense! When did I steal your things? I, I still need to steal your things?"

Wei Wuxian said: "Yes, yes, yes, you didn't steal, you robbed!"

Before Mrs. Mo could speak, Mo Ziyuan was in a hurry and flew up to kick him. A white-clothed young man with a sword on his back moved his fingers slightly, Mo Ziyuan's feet were unstable, his feet rubbed him and kicked him, and he fell. Wei Wuxian rolled around, as if he had really been kicked over, and ripped open his shirt, and his chest was the footprint that Mo Ziyuan kicked out yesterday.

Everyone thought to themselves, this footprint could not have been kicked by Mo Xuanyu himself, plus Mo Ziyuan was a little arrogant on weekdays, who else could do a good thing. No matter how you say it, it is also a blood relative of the Mo family, and the Mo family is too cruel to him, when he first came back, he was obviously not so crazy, and he was forced to go crazy by this family. Anyway, it's okay to have a lively look, this excitement is really better than the envoy of the fairy gate!

Previously, Mrs. Mo only regarded him as air, disdained to entangle with a sick person, and only ordered others to drag him down quickly, and now she saw it. This Mo Xuanyu came prepared, his mind was very clear, and he wanted to ask them to throw this person, so he couldn't help but be shocked and hateful: "You came here to make trouble today, didn't you?!"

Wei Wuxian said blankly: "He stole my things, and I came to get them back, is this also called trouble?"

With so many pairs of eyes watching, she couldn't beat it, and she couldn't drive it away, and Mrs. Mo had a bad breath stuck in her throat, so she had to forcibly round the circle: "What to steal, what to rob? Ah Yuan is your younger brother, what's wrong with taking a few things from you? As a brother, can't you even give up some small utensils and small items? It's not that you won't pay you back. ”

The teenagers of the Lan family looked at each other. This kind of son, who grew up in the Xianmen family, has never seen this kind of farce, let alone heard such a high opinion. Wei Wuxian laughed wildly in his heart, stretched out his hand and said, "Then you can return it." ”

Of course, Mo Ziyuan hasn't come out yet, he threw it away and demolished it early, and even if he pays it back, he is not willing to return it. He called out with a grim face: "...... Ah Niang!" at her with a look of anger: You let him bully me like this?

Madame Mo glared at him and asked him not to make the scene more ugly. Who knows, Wei Wuxian said again: "Not only should he not steal my things, but he shouldn't steal them in the middle of the night." Who doesn't know, this son likes men, he doesn't know shame, I also know that melon fields and plums!"

Mrs. Mo gasped and said loudly: "What are you saying in front of the villagers' fathers and elders! It's really shameless, A-Yuan is your cousin!"

When it comes to spreading wild, Wei Wuxian is a good hand. In the past, he had to take care of his identity as a tutor, but now he is a madman anyway, what kind of face do he want, just sprinkle it, how to come quickly, and he said confidently with his neck: "He knows that he is my cousin and does not avoid suspicion, who is more shameless?! You don't want to forget it yourself, but don't spoil my innocence! I still have to find a good man!"

Mo Ziyuan shouted, picked up the chair and smashed it. Seeing that he had finally blown up, Wei Wuxian got up and hid, and the chair smashed to the ground and fell apart. The idle people surrounded by the third floor of the third floor of the East Hall were originally gloating, but now they were embarrassed by the Mo family, and when they were smashed, they were all scattered. Wei Wuxian hid over to the few young men in the Lan family who were almost stunned, and shouted, "You saw it, did you see it?

Mo Ziyuan wanted to chase after him and pounce on him, but the young man at the head hurriedly stopped him and said, "The little boy has something to say." ”

Seeing that this young man intended to protect this madman, Mrs. Mo was jealous, and reluctantly smiled: "This is my sister-in-law's son, and there is something difficult to do here." Everyone in Mojiazhuang knows that he is a madman, and he often says strange things and can't take them seriously. Immortal Master ...... Million" Before the words fell, Wei Wuxian poked his head out from behind the young man, glared and said, "Who said that my words can't be taken seriously? Whoever steals my things again in the future will try to steal one of his hands!"

Mo Ziyuan was originally held down by his father, and he was about to have a seizure when he heard it. Wei Wuxian sprang out like a fish. The young man hurriedly blocked the door, changed the topic, and talked about business with a stern face: "Then I will borrow the west courtyard of your mansion tonight." Remember, as I said earlier, after evening, close the door, and don't go out and walk around, let alone near the courtyard. ”

Mrs. Mo trembled with anger and said, "Yes, yes, there is labor, there is labor...... Mo Ziyuan said in disbelief: "Mom! That madman slandered me like this in front of people, just forget it?! You said, you said that he was just a ......"

Mrs. Mo shouted, "Shut up." If there's anything you can't say back!"

Mo Ziyuan had never suffered such a loss or lost such a face, and he was scolded by his mother a few times, full of resentment, and secretly thought: "This madman is going to die tonight!"

Wei Wuxian went crazy, walked out of the gate of the Mo family, and slipped around in Mojiazhuang, startling countless passers-by, but he enjoyed it, and began to experience the joy of being a madman, and he was also satisfied with his hanged ghost makeup, and some were reluctant to wash it off. He straightened his hair, glanced at his wrists, and the scars showed no sign of fading or getting better. That is to say, such a slight revenge as giving Mo Xuanyu a breath was really not recognized by the Sacrifice Forbidden Technique.

Do you really want him to destroy the door of the Mo family?

To be honest, it's not that hard.

Wei Wuxian shook back to the Mo family's west courtyard. The children of the Lan family all stood on the roof and eaves, solemnly discussing something.

Although there was a big head of the Gusu Lan clan in the family that surrounded him, at that time, these juniors were either not born or only a few years old, and they didn't dislike them. Wei Wuxian stopped to watch and see how they behaved. Looking at it, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Why are the black flags standing on the roof and eaves waving in the wind so familiar?

This kind of flag is called the "Yin Summoning Flag", and if it is planted on a living person, it will attract Yin spirits, unjust spirits, murderous corpses, and evil spirits within a certain range, and only attack the living person. Because the person who planted the flag seems to have become a living target, it is also called "target flag". It can also be plugged into a house, but there must be a living person in the house, then the attack range will be extended to everyone in the house. Because there must be a yin aura near the place where the flag is planted, as if the black wind is circling, it is also called the "black wind flag". They set up a flag array in the west courtyard and kept others from approaching, necessarily trying to lure the walking corpses here and catch them all.

As for why it looks familiar...... Can it not be familiar. The maker of the Yin Summoning Banner is none other than the ancestor of Yiling!

It seems that even if the cultivation realm yells at him and shouts at him, what he does to him is still the same.

A disciple standing on the eaves saw him watching and said, "Go back, this is not the place you should come." ”

Although it was an expulsion, it was a good intention, and the tone was very different from that of the Mo family's servants. Wei Wuxian took advantage of his unpreparedness and jumped up and took off a flag.

The disciple was shocked and jumped off the wall to chase him: "Don't move, this is not something you should take!"

Wei Wuxian shouted as he ran, his hair was scattered, his hands were dancing, he was really a complete madman: "No, no, I want this!"

The disciple caught up with him in two steps, grabbed him by the arm, and said, "Don't you pay it back, I won't beat you back!"

Wei Wuxian held the flag and didn't let go, the young man who was the leader was originally arranging the flag array, but he was shocked by this, and he also jumped off the eaves lightly, and said, "Jingyi, forget it, take it back well, why bother with him." ”

Lan Jingyi said: "Sichai, I didn't really hit him! Look at him, he made a mess of the flag array!"

Pulling and pulling, Wei Wuxian had quickly finished checking the Yin Summoning Flag in his hand. The ornamentation is drawn correctly, and there is no shortage of spells, and there are no mistakes or omissions, so there will be no mistakes in using it. It's just that the person who draws the flag is inexperienced, and the spell drawn can only attract evil spirits and walking corpses within a maximum of five miles, but it is enough, how can there be any murderous ghost walking corpses in a small place like Mojiazhuang.

Lan Sichai smiled at him and said, "Young Master Mo, it's getting dark, the corpse is about to be captured here, it's dangerous at night, you better go back to the house quickly." ”

Wei Wuxian looked at the young man, and saw that he was elegant and elegant, with a good appearance, and a shallow smile at the corner of his mouth, he was a good seedling worthy of applause, and he praised him in his heart. This sub-flag array is well arranged, and the tutor is really good. I don't know who can bring out such a junior in the old-fashioned place of the Lan family.

Lan Sichai said again: "This flag ......" Before he could finish speaking, Wei Wuxian threw the Yin Summoning Flag to the ground and hummed, "It's just a broken flag, what's the big deal!"

He ran away after throwing his legs, and several teenagers who were still leaning on the roof to watch the excitement heard him speak so loudly that they almost fell off the eaves with laughter. Lan Jingyi also smiled angrily, picked up the Yin Summoning Flag and said, "What a madman!"

Wei Wuxian continued to wander around for two more times before returning to Mo Xuanyu's small courtyard.

When the latch was broken and the floor was littered, he turned a blind eye to it, picked a clean spot on the ground, and continued to meditate.

Who knows, before he sat down until dawn, there was a noise from the outside world that pulled him out of his meditative state.

A jumble of footsteps mixed with wails and screams quickly approached. Wei Wuxian heard a few words repeated repeatedly: "...... Rush in and drag it out directly!" "Report to the official!" "Report to the official, cover your head and kill you!"

When he opened his eyes, several servants had already entered.

The whole courtyard was lit with fire, and someone shouted, "Drag this murderous madman to the lobby and let him pay for his life!"