It was also the first time for several teenagers to encounter evil creatures of this level, and they all looked nervous, but they still strictly stepped on the direction, guarded the Mo Mansion, and pasted talismans inside and outside the hall. As a child of the Gusu Lan clan, if they only take care of themselves when they encounter evil spirits, they will not only embarrass the family, but will be ridiculed, and even they will be ashamed of others.

Ah Tong had been carried into the hall, Lan Sichai held his pulse with his left hand, and pushed Mrs. Mo's vest with his right hand, which could not be cured. Just as he was in a hurry, Ah Tong suddenly got up from the ground.

Ah Ding shouted "ah" and said happily: "Ah Tong, you are awake!"

Before she could show joy, she saw Ah Tong raise his left hand and choke his neck.

Seeing this, Lan Sichai slapped three times in a row on several of his acupoints, and in this way, anyone would immediately have a weak arm and couldn't lift it, but Ah Tong didn't know it, his left hand was getting tighter and tighter, and his expression became more and more painful and hideous. Lan Jingyi went to break his left hand, but it was like breaking a lump of iron, and he didn't move at all. With a "click", Ah Tong's head hung crookedly, and his hand was released. However, the neck bone was broken.

He actually strangled himself to death in full view of everyone!

Seeing this situation, everyone present who did not faint suddenly had the same thought:

It's a ghost, there's an invisible ghost here, let Ah Tong strangle himself to death!

On the contrary, Wei Wuxian's judgment was: it was definitely not the work of a ghost. He had seen that the talismans chosen by these teenagers were all spirit-repellent, and the entire East Hall was pasted as impenetrable, if it was really a terrible ghost, entering the East Hall, the spell would immediately automatically burn out green fire, instead of being motionless as it is now.

It's not that they're slow to react, it's that they're really brutal and quick. Xuanmen has strict standards for the word "powerful ghost", killing one person a month and continuing to haunt for three months can already be classified as a powerful ghost. This standard was set by Wei Wuxian and is still used today. He was the best at dealing with this, and from what he had seen, killing one person in seven days was a frequent haunt. This thing killed three people in a row, and the interval was so short that even a famous monk couldn't immediately come up with a countermeasure, not to mention that this was just a group of juniors who had just debuted.

As he thought so, the fire flickered, and a gust of wind swept through.

In the entire courtyard and the east hall, all the lanterns and candles were extinguished.

The moment the lights went out, screams came and went, and one mountain was higher than the other, and men and women pushed, pushed, and fell, and fled. Lan Jingyi shouted: "Stand still, don't run around! Whoever runs catches whom!"

This is not alarmist, taking advantage of the darkness to make chaos and fishing in troubled waters is the evil nature, the more you cry and run around, the easier it is to cause trouble without knowing it. It is very dangerous to be alone at this time. However, how could they hear and listen clearly, and after a while, Dongtang quieted down, except for the slight sound of breathing, it was a slight sobbing. I'm afraid there aren't a few people left.

In the darkness, a firelight suddenly lit up, it was Lan Sichai who ignited an open flame talisman. The talisman flame would not be extinguished by the yin wind carrying evil spirits, and he held the talisman to re-light the candle flame, while the remaining disciples calmed people's hearts. With the light of the fire, Wei Wuxian casually looked at his wrist, and another scar healed.

After reading it, he suddenly realized that the number of scars was wrong.

Originally, he had two scars on each of his left and right wrists. Mo Ziyuan's death, one healing, Mo Ziyuan's father's death, another, Ah Tong's death, another. In this way, there should be three wounds healed, leaving only the last wound with the deepest traces and the deepest hatred.

But now his wrist is empty, and there is not a single one left.

Wei Wuxian believed that among Mo Xuanyu's revenge targets, Mrs. Mo must be indispensable. The longest and deepest wound was reserved for her. And it turned out to be gone.

Mo Xuanyu suddenly looked away and gave up resentment, it was impossible. His soul had already been sacrificed as the price for summoning Wei Wuxian. The wound must heal, unless Mrs. Mo dies.

He looked up and looked at Mrs. Mo, who had just woken up and was surrounded by everyone in the center, her face was as white as paper.

Unless she's already a dead person.

I'm afraid that there is already something attached to Mrs. Mo. If this thing wasn't a soul, what could it be?

Suddenly, Adin cried, "Hands...... Hand, Ah Tong's left hand!"

Lan Sichai moved the fire talisman over Ah Tong's corpse. Sure enough, his left hand disappeared as well.

Left hand!

Between the lightning and flint, Wei Wuxian's eyes were bright, and the troubled things, the disappeared left arm, and the abnormal qiē were connected into a line. He suddenly laughed. Lan Jingyi said angrily: "This fool, you can still laugh at this time!" But think about it again, since he is a fool, what do you have to do with him?

Wei Wuxian grabbed his sleeve and shook his head, "No, no!"

Lan Jingyi pulled back her sleeve irritably: "Isn't it? Don't make trouble! No one has time to pay attention to you." ”

Wei Wuxian pointed to the corpses of Father Mo and Ah Tong on the ground, and did not hesitate: "This is not them!"

Lan Sichai stopped Lan Jingyi, who was about to get angry, and asked, "What do you mean by saying 'this is not them'?"

Wei Wuxian lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "This is not Mo Ziyuan's father, and that is not Ah Tong." ”

This sentence is terrifying to hear in the faint candle flame.

Lan Si chased: "How do you see it?"

Wei Wuxian shook his left hand and said proudly: "Hands, hands! Ah Tong and Mo Ziyuan's father are not left-handers. They always beat me with their right hand, and I still know that. ”

Lan Jingyi chirped: "What are you proud of! Look at you proudly!" and Lan Sichai was shocked into a slight cold sweat.

Ah Tong strangled himself, using his left hand. And when Mrs. Mo's husband pushed his wife down, he also used his left hand.

However, during the day, when Mo Xuanyu made a big fuss in the East Hall, these two people were busy catching people and driving people away, and they were accustomed to using their right hands. It's not like these two people suddenly become left-handers before they die!

I don't know what the reason is, but if you want to find out what is going on, you have to start with your left hand. Lan Si was slightly surprised when he figured out this section, glanced at Wei Wuxian, and couldn't help but think, "He suddenly said this, it really seems a bit like he did it on purpose." ”

Wei Wuxian just smiled, thinking that this hint was still too deliberate.

Lan Si pondered: "In any case, since this Mo Gongzi is willing to remind me, most of them are not ill-intentioned. He took his eyes off him, swept over Ah Ding, who had just fainted from crying, and fell on Mrs. Mo.

The gaze went down from her face to her hands. The arms were flat and drooping, most of them hidden in the sleeves, and only the small half of the fingers were exposed.

The fingers of her right hand were white and slender, and they were the hands of a pampered woman who did not do her job.

However, the fingers of her left hand were slightly longer and thicker than those of her right. The knuckles are hooked and full of strength.

Where is this hand that should grow on a woman's body—it's clearly a man's hand!

Lan Si shouted, "Hold her!"

Several teenagers had already twisted Mrs. Mo, Lan Si chased and said "offended", and a talisman was about to be slapped, but Mrs. Mo's left hand twisted at an incredible angle and grabbed at his throat.

The arm of a living person shall be twisted like this, unless the bone is broken. And she was so quick that she was about to grab him by the neck. At this time, Lan Jingyi screamed "Ahh

I saw a flash of firelight, and as soon as the arm grabbed Lan Jingyi's shoulder, a cluster of green flames appeared on the arm, and he immediately let go of his five fingers. Lan Si chased and escaped, and was just about to thank Lan Jingyi for sacrificing his life to save him, but he saw that half of the latter's school uniform had been burned to ashes, and the wolf bèi was extremely extreme, and while taking off the remaining half, he turned around and scolded angrily: "What are you kicking me for, dead madman, you want to kill me?!"

Wei Wuxian hugged his head and scurried: "I didn't kick it!"

That's what he kicked. The inside of the Lan family's school uniform is embroidered with dense spell mantras with thin threads of the same color, which has the miraculous effect of protecting one's life and protecting one's life. However, if you encounter such a powerful one, you can only invalidate it after using it once. In a hurry, he could only kick Lan Jingyi and let him use his body to help Lan Si chase after his neck. Lan Jingyi wanted to scold again, but Mrs. Mo fell to the ground, and the flesh and blood on her face were sucked to the point that only a layer of skin was attached to a skull. The arm of the man who did not belong to her fell off her left shoulder, and her five fingers were still flexing and stretching freely, as if moving her muscles and bones, and the beating of the blood and green tendons on it could be seen clearly.

This thing is the evil thing that was summoned by the Yin Banner.

The arm is long on a person, and if it is cut off from a person's body, it means that the person was dismembered and died. Dismemberment was a standard tragic death, a slightly more dignified than Wei Wuxian's death.

A dismembered body is tainted with the resentment of a part of the deceased, longing to go back, longing to die a whole corpse, so it will try to find other parts of the body. If you find it, you may be satisfied with rest from now on, or you may be even more troubled. And if you can't find it, this part of the body will have to settle for the next best.

How to settle for the next best?

Find the body of a living person to make do.

Just like this left hand: eat the left hand of a living person, replace it, suck the living person's essence and flesh, abandon the body, and continue to search for the next parasitic vessel until the rest of its body is found.

After it was summoned, the first container it found was Mo Ziyuan. The second container is Mo Ziyuan's father.

Once this arm is put on the body, the parasitic person is instantly killed, but before the flesh and blood around the body are sucked up, they can still walk under its control as usual, as if they are still alive. When Mrs. Mo told her husband to get out, he uncharacteristically pushed her back. Wei Wuxian originally thought that he was grieving over his son's death and was also tired of his wife's arrogance. But now that I think about it, that's not what a father who has just lost his son should look like. It was not the disgrace of the heart, but the silence of death, the silence of the dead.

The third container is Ah Tong. The fourth container is Mrs. Mo. Taking advantage of the chaos when the lights went out, the ghost hand shifted to her. And when Mrs. Mo died, the last scar on Wei Wuxian's wrist disappeared.

Seeing that the talisman seal didn't work, but the clothes worked, the young men of the Lan family untied their coats and threw them out, covering their left hand, layering them like a heavy white cocoon to wrap it. A moment later, the white-clothed "whew" burst into flames. The green flames are so evil that I am afraid that it will not be long before the school uniform is burned out, and the hand will burst out. Wei Wuxian took advantage of no one's attention and went straight to the West Courtyard.

The walking corpses captured by the Lan family were standing silently in the courtyard, and there were as many as ten corpses. Wei Wuxian kicked a spell drawn on the ground, destroying the entire formation that sealed them, and gave him two high-fives. The walking corpses were agitated, and the whites of their eyes suddenly turned up, as if they were awakened by a thunderclap.

Wei Wuxian said, "Get up." Got work!"

He drove the puppet corpse without any complicated spells and summons, just the most ordinary and straightforward commands. The walking corpse standing in front trembled and struggled to move a few steps, however, as soon as he approached Wei Wuxian, he felt like he was scared and his legs weakened, and he actually fell to the ground like a living person.

Wei Wuxian couldn't laugh or cry, and clapped his hands twice, this time much lighter. But this group of walking corpses was probably born in Mojiazhuang and died in Mojiazhuang, they had never seen the world, and instinctively wanted to obey the instructions of the summoner, but they were inexplicably afraid of the person who gave the order, and they fell to the ground and did not dare to get up.

The more ferocious the evil, the more comfortable Wei Wuxian can drive. These walking corpses have not been trained by him, they can't afford his direct control, and he has no materials at hand, so he can't immediately make ease-going props, and he can't even make random improvisations. Seeing that the sky-high green flames in the Eastern Courtyard gradually dimmed, Wei Wuxian's heart suddenly lit up.

If you want to have a lot of grudges, murderous and vicious deceased, why do you need to come out and find it?!

There are them in the East Hall, and there is more than one!

He flashed back to the East Courtyard. Lan Sichai had pulled out the long sword on his back and stuck it in the dirt to form a sword bar, and the ghost hand was smashing in the sword bar. They had done their best to keep the hilt from breaking, and they had no time to pay attention to who was coming in and out. Wei Wuxian stepped into the East Hall, one left and one right, lifted the bodies of Mrs. Mo and Mo Ziyuan, and shouted in a low voice: "Not awake yet!"

Call it out, and you will be instantly reinstated!

After an instant, the whites of Mrs. Mo and Mo Ziyuan's eyes rolled up, and from their mouths came out a sharp roar unique to the ghosts after returning to their souls. In the screams of one high and one low, another corpse also trembled and crawled up, so low that it couldn't be lower and followed with a weak cry, it was Mrs. Mo's husband.

The screams are loud enough, and the resentment is enough. Wei Wuxian was very satisfied, and smiled, "Do you recognize that hand outside?"

He ordered: "Tear it up." ”

The three members of the Mo family were like three black winds, blowing out in an instant.

The left arm had broken a long sword and was breaking through the fence. As soon as it came out, three murderous corpses without left arms pounced on it in unison.

In addition to not daring to disobey Wei Wuxian's orders, the three members of the Mo family also had a fierce resentment towards the things that killed them, and they poured their anger on that ghost hand. The main killer is undoubtedly Mrs. Mo, the female corpse is often extremely ferocious after the transformation, her hair is scattered, the whites of her eyes are covered with bloodshots, her five nails have grown several times, the corners of her mouth are foaming, and her screams almost knock over the roof, which is extremely crazy. Mo Ziyuan followed his mother closely, cooperating with her to bite and use it together, while his father followed to make up for the gap between the attacks of the other two murderous corpses. Several teenagers were stunned.

They had only heard of this kind of fierce corpse fighting in the classics and rumors, and the first time they witnessed such a bloody scene, they were so dumbfounded that they couldn't take their eyes off it at all, they just thought it was really beautiful and wonderful!

The three corpses fought with one hand, and suddenly, Mo Ziyuan screamed and dodged to avoid it. His abdomen was plucked out by that hand, leaking out a few pieces of intestines. Seeing this, Mrs. Mo roared endlessly, protected her son behind her, and grasped it even more fiercely, and her nails broke through the air with the power of a steel knife and an iron sword. Wei Wuxian could see that she was faintly unable to resist.

The three murderous corpses that had just died joined forces, and they couldn't even suppress this arm!

Wei Wuxian watched the battle intently, the tip of his tongue curled slightly, and a sharp whistle was suppressed in his lips, wanting to make a move. His whistle can provoke even more anger from the murderous corpses he has driven, and may turn the tide of the battle, but then it is difficult to guarantee that no one will find out that he is making trouble. In the blink of an eye, that hand was like lightning, and it pinched Mrs. Mo's neck bone ruthlessly and accurately!

Seeing that the three members of the Mo family were retreating, Wei Wuxian was just about to blow out the long whistle that was pressed under his tongue, when two strings rang out from outside the sky.

These two sounds seem to be plucked by human hands, very ethereal and clear, with a chill of pine wind. The demons and monsters who were killing in the courtyard froze when they heard the sound.

The young men of the Lan family, who had worked hard to support them, radiated in an instant, as if they were reborn. Lan Sichai raised his hand to wipe the blood on his face, Huo Ran raised his head, and said happily: "Hanguang-jun!"

As soon as he heard these two sounds of the Celestial Piano, Wei Wuxian turned around and left.

Coincidentally, it's the Lan family who comes, and if you want to die, it's Lan Wangji!

Another string sound, this time slightly higher, piercing the clouds and breaking through the air, with two points of slaughter. The three corpses flinched and covered their ears with their right hands.

However, the sound of breaking barriers was so stoppable, and before they could take a few steps back, a slight popping sound came from their heads.

And that left arm had just experienced a vicious fight, and then heard the sound of the strings, and suddenly fell to the ground. Although the fingers were still flexing and extending, the arms were silent.

After a brief silence, the teenagers couldn't help but cheer loudly.

In this cheer, it was full of the ecstasy of the rest of the life, and the thrilling night passed, and finally waited for the support of the family, even if they were severely punished for "disrespecting and humiliating", they couldn't care about it. In the midst of the cheers, Lan Sichai suddenly noticed that someone was missing.

He dragged Lan Jingyi and said, "What about people?"

Lan Jingyi was only happy: "Who?

Lan Si chased: "That Mo Gongzi." ”

Lan Jingyi said: "What are you looking for that madman? Who knows where you ran away for fear of being beaten by me." ”

"......" Lan Si learned that Lan Jingyi was careless and straight, never thought about it in case of trouble, and did not doubt it much, so he said in his heart, it is better to wait for Hanguangjun to come, and then inform this person of this matter.

Mojiazhuang is still sleeping, but I don't know if it's a real sleep or a fake sleep.

Even if the corpses in the east and west courtyards of the Mo family were fighting with blood foam, others would not get up in the middle of the morning to watch. It is also necessary to pick and choose to watch the excitement. The screaming is lively, and it is not good to see it.

Wei Wuxian destroyed the remnants of the sacrificial array, and was anxious to find a mount, passing by a courtyard where there was a large grinding plate with a donkey chewing on its mouth, and when he saw him rushing over, he seemed to be a little surprised, and he actually squinted at him like a living person. Wei Wuxian looked at it for a moment, and was immediately moved by the slight disdain in its eyes.

He stepped forward and dragged him out with a rope, and the donkey shouted at him and complained. Wei Wuxian coaxed and dragged it, so that he could trick it into the road, and ran onto the road with the white belly of the dawn.