Lan Wangji's body was shrouded in a cloud of frost momentum, blocking Wei Wuxian's face. Xue Yang threw Shuanghua to block a sword for him. The two famous swords were striking each other, each flying back into the holder's hand, Wei Wuxian said, "Is this called, it's better to come early than to come by chance?"

Lan Wangji said: "Hmm." ”

After finishing speaking, he continued to fight with Xue Yang. Fang Cai Wei Wuxian was driven by Xue Yang to travel around, but now it was Xue Yang who was forced to retreat by Lan Wangji. Seeing that the situation was not good, he rolled his eyes and smiled slightly. Suddenly, he threw the frost blossom in his right hand and replaced it with his left hand, and his right hand shook out another long sword from his sleeve, seamlessly turning into a dual-sword attack.

Although his sleeves may seem narrow, light and flexible, they must have been improved and used for storage. The edge of the long sword drawn from it was gloomy, and when it was wielded, it contrasted with the clear silver light of the frost. Xue Yang's two swords came out together, and his left and right hands cooperated like flowing water, and he suddenly became stronger.

Lan Wangji said: "Disaster relief?"

Xue Yang feigned surprise: "Huh, Hanguang-jun actually knows this sword, how fortunate he is." ”

"Disaster relief" is Xue Yang's own sword. The sword, as its name suggests, is an ominous sword that brings bloodlight to kill. Wei Wuxian said, "This name really matches you?"

Lan Wangji said: "Stand back." You don't need to be here. ”

Wei Wuxian humbly listened and stepped back. Retreating to the door and looking outside, Wen Ning grabbed Song Lan's neck expressionlessly and lifted him in the air, smashed into the wall, and smashed out a human-shaped pit. Song Lan also grabbed Wen Ning's wrist with a backhand expressionlessly, and threw him into the ground with an upside down. The two murderous corpses were expressionless, and the fight was banging and banging loudly. Both sides have no pain, are not afraid of being injured, and unless they are cut into corpses, they can continue to fight with broken arms and legs. Wei Wuxian muttered to himself, "I don't seem to be needed here. ”

Suddenly, he saw that in a dark shop opposite, Lan Jingyi was desperately waving to him, and said in his heart: "Ha, I must be needed over there." ”

As soon as he walked on his front foot, the dust-avoiding sword was flourishing, and in an instant, Xue Yang slipped his hand, and Shuanghua took off his palm and flew away. Lan Wangji took advantage of the situation to catch this sword. Seeing that Shuanghua fell into the hands of others, a cold angry light flashed in Xue Yang's eyes, and the calamity slashed straight towards Lan Wangji's left arm to catch the sword.

When he couldn't cut it, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and he said, "Give me the sword!"

The more impetuous, the more Lan Wangji gained the upper hand, and said indifferently: "You are not worthy of this sword." ”

Xue Yang sneered.

Wei Wuxian walked over to the children of the family and was surrounded by a group of teenagers, and he said, "Are you all right?"

"No!" "It's all up to you, holding your breath." ”

Wei Wuxian said, "It's good if you don't have it." If anyone doesn't listen to me, I'll give him glutinous rice porridge again. ”

Several teenagers who had learned the taste vomited one after another. Suddenly, there was the sound of rubbing footsteps in all directions.

At the end of the long street, there are more and more, and people have begun to look forward to it.

Lan Wangji also heard this sound, waved his sleeves and turned out the Wangji piano, and the body of the piano fell sideways on the table.

He threw the dust into his left hand, the blade of the sword was not weak, and continued to fight with Xue Yang. At the same time, without looking back, he plucked his right hand down the strings.

The sound of the piano rang out, far away to the end of the long street, and the familiar sound of a headshot from a corpse came back. Lan Wangji continued to fight against Xue Yang with one hand and played the guqin with the other. An understatement glance and a careless plucking of the strings. The left and right attacked at the same time, and the bearing was calm.

Jin Ling couldn't help but blurt out: "Amazing!"

He had watched Jiang Cheng and Jin Guangyao kill the demon beasts, only to feel that his uncle and little uncle were the two strongest immortal men in the world, and he had always been more afraid of Lan Wangji than he was respectful, but he was only afraid of his forbidden words and strange temper, but at this moment, he couldn't help but feel broken by his demeanor. Lan Jingyi said proudly: "That is, of course Hanguang-jun is powerful, but he doesn't like to show off everywhere the most." Hanguang-kun is low-key, right?"

"Right" was said to Wei Wuxian. Wei Wuxian said inexplicably, "Are you asking me? ”

Lan Jingyi was anxious: "Don't you think Hanguang-jun is not powerful?!"

Wei Wuxian touched his chin and said, "Mmmm, amazing, of course, so powerful." He's the best. As he spoke, he couldn't help but laugh himself.

This thrilling and perilous night is coming to an end, and the day is almost dawn. And that's not good news. When the day dawns, it means that the demon fog is also going to be thicker. When the time comes, it will be difficult to move an inch again!

If there were only two people, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji, it wouldn't be difficult. Add another Wen Ning, and it's not in the way. But there are still so many living people, once they are surrounded by a large number of walking corpses, it is difficult to fly. Just as Wei Wuxian's mind was rapidly turning to think about what to do, the crisp sound of "Click" and "Dada" bamboo poles knocking on the ground rang out.

It's the blind, tongueless girl ghost who is here!

Immediately decided, Wei Wuxian said, "Let's go!"

Lan Jingyi said, "Where are you going?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Follow the sound of the bamboo pole." ”

Jin Ling was slightly stunned: "You want us to follow a ghost? Who knows where she will take us?" The children from the Xianmen family always believed that demons and monsters and other evil things should never be trusted. Wei Wuxian said, "Yes, just follow her." This voice has been following you since you came in, right? You went to the city, but she was led all the way out of the city gate, and met us, and she was driving you out, saving you!"

The strange and unpredictable sound of bamboo poles knocking on the ground is a means she uses to intimidate the living people who enter the city. But intimidation is not necessarily meant to be bad. As for the paper head of a Yin Lishi that Wei Wuxian kicked at that time, it was very likely that she was also thrown there, reminding and frightening them. Wei Wuxian said again: "And last night, she obviously wanted to tell us something, and she couldn't express it." But as soon as Xue Yang came, she disappeared immediately. It is very likely that she is avoiding Xue Yang, in short, she is by no means in league with him. ”

The sound of the bamboo pole was still clattering, as if waiting, as if urging. Follow her, you may fall into some trap. If you don't follow her, you will not be safe to be surrounded by walking corpses that will spray corpse poison powder. The teenagers made a decisive choice, and ran with Wei Wuxian to follow the sound of knocking on the ground. Sure enough, as they moved, the voice moved with them, sometimes making out a dim shadow in the mist ahead, sometimes not seeing anything.

Lan Jingyi ran for a while and said, "We ran away like this?"

Wei Wuxian turned around and shouted, "Hanguang-jun, I'll leave it to you." Let's go first!"

The strings snapped, and it sounded like a guy was saying, "Hmm." Wei Wuxian burst out laughing. Lan Jingyi said: "That's it, don't you say anything else?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Otherwise, what else will you say?"

Lan Jingyi said: "Why don't you say, 'I'm worried about you, I'm going to stay!', 'You go!', 'No!' I won't go!' ”

Wei Wuxian laughed: "Who taught you? Who told you that you should have it? I'll forget it, can you imagine your family Hanguangjun saying such things?"

The juniors of the Lan family said one after another: "Can't ......"

Wei Wuxian said, "That's right. This kind of time-wasting and hypocritical boring conversation. Your family is such a reliable person, I believe he will definitely be able to deal with it, I will do my own thing, and wait for him to come to me, or I will go to him. ”

Following the sound of the bamboo pole, I walked for half a column and didn't make incense, turned several times, and the sound suddenly stopped abruptly in front of me. Wei Wuxian stretched out his hand to stop the teenagers behind him, and he took a few steps forward, a lonely room standing in the increasingly dense demonic mist.

"Squeak-"

The door in the house was pushed open by someone, silently waiting for the group of strangers to enter.

Wei Wuxian had a gut feeling that there must be something in there. It's not the kind that is dangerous and kills, but something that will tell him something and solve some mysteries.

He said, "It's all here, just go in." ”

He lifted his feet and stepped into the room, adjusting to the darkness as he reminded without looking back, "Watch the threshold, don't stumble." ”

A teenager almost tripped over the high threshold, and said depressedly, "How can this threshold be so high? ”

Wei Wuxian said: "It's not a temple, but it's also a place that requires a high threshold. ”

In twos and threes, five or six fire talismans were lit one after another, and the flickering orange-yellow flamelight illuminated the room.

There are straw scattered on the ground, and there is an offering table at the front, under which are several small benches of different heights, and a small room with a black hole on the right. In addition, there were seven or eight jet-black wooden coffins.

Jin Ling said: "This is the kind of Yizhuang, where the dead are parked?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Hmm. Unclaimed corpses, unlucky corpses placed at home, and dead people waiting to be buried are usually placed in Yizhuang. It's kind of a dead man's station. "The small room on the right should be the resting place of the people who guard Yizhuang.

Lan Si asked, "Master Mo, why is the threshold of Yizhuang so high?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Anti-corpse mutant." ”

Lan Jingyi was stunned and said, "Can you stop the corpse from changing by making a high threshold?"

Wei Wuxian said, "You can't stop the corpse mutiny, but sometimes you can stop the low-level corpse mutant from going out." He turned and stood in front of the threshold and said, "Suppose I'm dead, just a corpse." ”

The boys nodded. He continued: "It's only been a short time since the corpse was transformed, do I have stiff limbs? I can't do a lot of movements?"

Jin Ling said: "Isn't this nonsense? I can't even walk, I can't move my legs, I can only jump ......" Speaking of this, he immediately realized. Wei Wuxian said, "That's right. You just can only jump. He put his legs together and jumped out, but because the threshold was too high, he couldn't jump out every time, and his toes hit the threshold, and the children of the family were very funny when they saw it, imagining that a corpse that had just been transformed jumped out so hard, but was always blocked by the threshold, and they all laughed. Wei Wuxian said: "See, don't laugh, this is the wisdom of the people, although the soil looks pediatric, but it is used to prevent low-level corpses, it is indeed effective." If the mutant trips over the threshold, it falls to the ground, its limbs stiffen, and it can't get up for a while. When it is about to get up, either the rooster is about to crow at dawn, or it is discovered by the keepers. It's remarkable that ordinary people who are not from a family can come up with this method. ”

Jin Ling also smiled just now, and immediately restrained his smile and said, "What did she bring us to Yizhuang for? Wouldn't this place be surrounded by walking corpses? Where did she run away by herself?"

Wei Wuxian said, "I'm afraid it really won't." We've all been standing for so long, have any of you heard the movement of the walking corpses?"

As soon as the words fell, the girl's ghost suddenly appeared on a coffin.

Since under Wei Wuxian's guidance before, they had all carefully looked at the appearance of this girl, and even seen her bleeding eyes and opening her mouth and pulling out her tongue, so no one felt nervous or scared when they saw each other at this moment. It seems that it is indeed as Wei Wuxian said, scared and frightened, and he will be bold and able to face it calmly.

This girl has no body, the spirit body emits a faint blue faint light, the body is petite, the face is also small, and she is a poor girl next door when she cleans up. But looking at her sitting posture, she was not delicate at all, her two slender calves hung down and swayed anxiously, and the bamboo pole that served as a blind cane leaned against the coffin.

She sat on the coffin and gently patted the lid with her hand. At the end of the day, he jumped down and circled the coffin, gesturing to them. This gesture is very easy to understand, it is an "open" action. Jin Ling said: "She wants us to help her open this coffin?"

Lan Sichai guessed, "Could it be her corpse in here?" I hope we can help her to bury her." "This is the most reasonable assumption that many ghosts are restless because their bodies are not buried. Wei Wuxian stood on one side of the coffin, and several teenagers stood on the other side, wanting to help him open it together, he said, "Don't help, you stand far away." In case it's not a corpse, I'll spray you with corpse poison powder or something. ”

He opened the coffin alone and lifted the lid to the ground. When I looked down, I saw a corpse.

However, it was not the body of the girl, but another person.

This man was a young man, who had been put together in a posture of rest, with a whisk pressed under his folded hands, a snow-white robe, the outline of the lower half of his face was handsome and elegant, his face was pale, his lips were light, and the upper half of his face was wrapped in a bandage five fingers wide. The place under the bandage that was originally an eyeball could not see the undulation it should have, but collapsed in the air. There are no eyes there at all, only two hollows.

The girl heard them open the coffin, groped her way in, reached into the coffin and groped for a while, touched the face of the corpse, stomped her feet, and two lines of tears flowed from her blind eyes.

There is no need for any words or gestures to inform, everyone understands. This corpse, which was placed alone in a lonely village, is the real Hyosungchen.

The tears of the ghost cannot be dropped. The girl silently shed tears for a while, and suddenly got up through gritted teeth, anxious and angry at them, desperately eager to confide in them. Lan Si chased, "Do you still need to ask Ling?"

Wei Wuxian said, "No need. We may not be able to ask the questions she wants us to ask, and I think her answers will be complicated and confusing. There are a large number of uncommon words. ”

Although he didn't say, "I'm afraid you won't be able to deal with it", Lan Sichai was still a little ashamed, and secretly made up his mind in his heart: "After I go back, I still have to practice "Ask the Spirit" diligently." We must be like Hanguangjun, bounce like a stream, that is, ask and answer, and get it as you go. Lan Jingyi said: "Then what should I do?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Empathize." ”

Each family has its own methods of obtaining information and gathering information from the spirits. Empathy was created by Wei Wuxian. In fact, it is not as advanced as other homes. Anyone can use this method, that is, he directly invites the resentful spirit to come to his body, and the empathizer invades the soul of the resentful spirit, using his own body as a medium, smelling what he hears, watching what he sees, and feeling what he feels. If the resentment is particularly strong, it will also be affected by sadness, anger, ecstasy, etc., so it is called "empathy".

It can be said that this is the most direct, simplest, and most effective of all methods. Of course, it is the most dangerous one. For the upper body of the resentful spirit, everyone is afraid to avoid it, but empathy requires the initiative to invite, and if you don't pay attention, you will reap the consequences and play with fire*. Once the resentful spirit repents or takes advantage of the weakness and waits for the opportunity to fight back, the lightest end is also to be taken away.

Jin Ling protested, "It's too dangerous! This kind of evil art, no one ......" Wei Wuxian interrupted, "Okay, there's no time." Stand still, hurry up, I'm done and I'm going to go back to Hanguang-kun. Jin Ling, you are the overseer. ”

The Overseer is an essential role in the ritual of empathy. In order to prevent the empathizer from falling into the feelings of the resentful spirit, it is necessary to agree with the overseer on a code, preferably a sentence, or a voice that the empathe is very familiar with, the overseer

Lan Si chased: "If Jin Gongzi doesn't do it, I'll come." ”

Wei Wuxian said, "Jin Ling, did you bring the Jiang family's silver bell?"

The silver bell is an iconic ornament of the Yunmengjiang clan, Jin Ling was raised by two families since he was a child, and he lived in the Jinlintai of the Jin clan in Lanling for a while, and the lotus dock of the Yunmengjiang clan for a while, and the things of the two families were carried. With a complicated expression, he put his hand into Qiankun's sleeve and took out a quaint small bell, and the silver bell was carved with Jiang's family crest: nine-petal lotus.

Wei Wuxian took it to Lan Sichai and said, "The Jiang family's silver bell has the effect of calming the mind and clearing the mind, so use this as a code." ”

Jin Ling stretched out his hand to retrieve the bell and said, "I'll do it anyway!"

Lan Jingyi snorted: "I don't want to do it for a while, and I want to do it again for a while, it's sunny and cloudy, and Miss has a temper." ”

Wei Wuxian said to the girl, "You can come in." ”

The girl wiped her eyes and face, and slammed into him, her soul crashing into it. Wei Wuxian slowly slid down the coffin, and the young men dragged a bunch of straw over to sit on him, Jin Ling clenched the bell tightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

When the girl just bumped in, Wei Wuxian suddenly thought of a question: "This girl is blind, I empathize with her, won't I also become blind and can't see things?" Forget it, it's almost the same if you can listen to it. ”

The sky swirled, and the originally light and fluttering soul seemed to fall to the ground. As soon as the girl opened her eyes, Wei Wuxian followed her, but unexpectedly, there was a clear and clear green mountain and green water in front of her. You can see it!

Come to think of it, this girl is not blind at this time in her memory.

Wei Wuxian had already entered her soul, and what was presented to him were the few fragments of her memory that she had the strongest feelings and wanted to confide in others. At this time, the two of them had the same senses, the girl's eyes were his eyes, and her mouth was his mouth.

The girl seemed to be sitting by a stream, grooming herself in the water. Although the clothes are in tatters, the basic cleanliness is still required. She beat on her toes, humming a little song while pulling her hair. Wei Wuxian felt a thin wooden hairpin poke in his hair. Suddenly, she looked down and saw her own reflection in the water.

Wei Wuxian was in her soul, and she also lowered her head, seeing his appearance at this moment. The stream reflected a little girl with a melon seed face and a pointed chin.

The little girl's eyes had no pupils, they were hollow white.

Wei Wuxian said in his heart, "Could it be that she was already blind at this time?" When empathizing, insensibility and resentment are all connected. ”

The girl pulled her hair, patted her buttocks, jumped up, picked up the bamboo pole at her feet, and jumped along the road. She shook the bamboo pole as she walked, hitting the branches and leaves on her head, picking up stones on the side of her feet, and scaring grasshoppers in the grass, without stopping for a moment. There were a few people walking far ahead, and she immediately stopped jumping, holding the bamboo pole in a regular manner, knocking and hitting the ground, and walking forward slowly, looking very cautious. Seeing this, several village girls who came over all gave her the way and exchanged heads. The girl nodded busily and said, "Thank you, thank you." ”

A village girl seemed to look at it with pity, lifted the white cloth on the basket, took out a hot steamed bun and handed it to her: "Little sister, be careful. Are you hungry? You take this and eat it. ”

The girl let out an "ah" and said gratefully: "How embarrassing is this, I, I ......"

The village girl stuffed the steamed bun into her hand and said, "You take it!"

She took it: "Ah Jing, thank you, sister!"

It turned out that the girl's name was Ah Jing.

Bidding farewell to those village girls, Ah Jing finished eating steamed buns in three or two clicks, and began to jump three feet high again. Wei Wuxian jumped in her body, dizzy, and said to herself, "This girl is really wild? I understand, it turns out that she is pretending to be blind." Most of these white eyes are natural, although she looks like a blind person, but she can actually see it, so she uses this pretending to be blind to deceive people and win sympathy. She is a little girl who wanders alone, most of her parents are gone, pretending to be blind, others think she can't see it, so she naturally relaxes her vigilance, but in fact, she can see it clearly, and she is improvised, which is not a smart way.

But Ah Jing's soul is indeed blind, which means that she was no longer able to see before her death. So how did you go from being really blind to being falsely blind?

For example, what did you see that you shouldn't see?

Ah Jing jumped all the way where there was no one, and where there were people, he cowered and pretended to be blind, walked and stopped, and came to a market.

In a crowded place, she naturally has to show her skills again, do enough work, and pretend to be vigorous. A bamboo pole taps and clicks, slowly moving through the flow of people. Suddenly, she ran headlong into a middle-aged man dressed in expensive clothes, as if frightened, and said again and again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I can't see it, I'm sorry!"

Where can I not see it, she is simply coming straight to this man!

The man was hit and turned his head angrily, as if trying to scold. But at first glance, she is a blind person, but she is still a little beautiful little girl, if she is slapped in the street, she will inevitably be blamed, so she has to scold: "Be careful when you walk!"

Ah Jing apologized again and again, but the man was still unwilling to leave, and his right hand twisted Ah Jing on his buttocks dishonestly. This time it was tantamount to screwing Wei Wuxian's body, empathizing with him, and his heart was crawling with a dense layer of goosebumps in an instant, and he just wanted to slap this man into the ground with one palm.

Ah Jing shrunk into a ball and did not move, as if she was very afraid, but when the man walked away, she knocked and walked into a hidden alley, and immediately "puffed", took out a money bag from her arms, poured out the money and counted it, and "puffed" again, and said: "Stinky man, all of them are so virtuous, dressed like a dog, there is not much money on them, and they can't shake it out when they pinch it." ”

Wei Wuxian couldn't laugh or cry. Ah Jing is only a teenager, and it is estimated that he is not even fifteen years old now, but he scolds people very smoothly, and it is more convenient to pick up people's money bags. He thought to himself, "If you caught me, you wouldn't be so scolded." I used to be very rich. ”

He was still sighing when he had become a poor bastard, Ah Jing had already found the next target, pretended to be blind and walked out of the alley, walked for a while, and repeated the old trick, "oops" bumped into a white-clothed Taoist, and said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I can't see, I'm sorry!"

Don't even change the words, little beauty!

The man was knocked by her, turned around, held her steady first, and said, "I'm fine, can't you see the girl?"

This man was very young, with a simple and clean robe, a long sword wrapped in white cloth on his back, and a very handsome lower face, although slightly emaciated. The upper half of the face was wrapped in a five-finger-wide bandage, and some blood was faintly revealed under the bandage.