Xue Yang was slashed by Lan Wangji's sword, not only did he cut a wound on his chest, but the lock spirit sac he hid in his arms was also picked up by the tip of the sword that avoided the dust.

Wei Wuxian said, "Xue Yang! What do you want him to give you? Frost bloom? Frost is not your sword, why do you say, 'Give it back to you'? Do you want face? ”

Xue Yang laughed. Wei Wuxian said, "Laugh, you laugh." If you laugh to death, you can't fight the remnants of Xiao Xingchen. People are disgusted with you, and you have to pull him back to play games together. ”

Xue Yang suddenly laughed, and suddenly scolded: "Who wants to play games with him?!" ”

Wei Wuxian said again: "Then what do you want me to do by asking me to repair his soul?" ”

Xue Yang was such a smart person who should have known that Wei Wuxian was deliberately distracting him and making him speak so that Lan Wangji could determine his position and attack, but he couldn't help but pick up one sentence after another. He said in a vicious voice: "Hmph! Do? You wouldn't know? I'm going to make him a dead spirit, driven by me!" Isn't he going to be a noble man? I'll let him kill endlessly, and there will be no peace! ”

Wei Wuxian said, "Huh? Do you hate him so much? Then why did you kill Chang Ping? ”

Xue Yang sneered: "Why did I kill Chang Ping? Don't even ask! Didn't I sue you? I said that if I want to destroy the door of Chang's house, I won't leave a dog for him! ”

As soon as he spoke, it was equivalent to reporting his position, and the sound of the blade piercing his body kept ringing. But Xue Yang's ability to endure pain was different from ordinary people, Wei Wuxian had already seen it in empathy, even if he was pierced by a sword in the abdomen, he could talk and laugh. Wei Wuxian said, "Then why did you delay killing Chang Ping for several years?" Why did you kill Chang Ping, you know it in your heart. ”

Xue Yang said hesitantly: "Then you should tell me, what do I know in my heart?" What do I know?! ”

He roared at the latter. Wei Wuxian said: "If you kill, you will kill, why do you want to use the punishment of Ling Chi, which represents 'punishment'?" Why do you want to use the Frost Sword instead of your disaster? Why do you want to gouge out Chang Ping's eyes? ”

Xue Yang roared hoarsely: "Nonsense! It's all nonsense! Revenge, do I want him to die comfortably?! ”

Wei Wuxian said, "You are indeed taking revenge. But who are you avenging? Amusing! If you really want revenge, the one who should be cut off by a thousand knives is yourself! ”

There was a whoosh twice, and a sharp sound of breaking the air hit the face. Wei Wuxian didn't move, and Wen Ning dodged in front of him, intercepting two skull spikes that shone with a vicious black light.

Xue Yang let out a creepy laugh like a night owl, and then stopped abruptly, fell silent, ignored him, and continued to fight with Lan Wangji in the mist. Wei Wuxian said in his heart: "It's a pity! Don't be fooled. This little rascal's vitality is so tenacious that it seems that he can't feel pain at all, and he can't hurt anywhere. As long as he says a few more words, Lan Zhan stabs him a few more times, I don't believe that he can still jump alive after cutting off his hands and feet. ”

At this moment, there was a crisp sound of bamboo poles in the mist.

Wei Wuxian's mind raced, and he said, "Lan Zhan, where the bamboo pole sounds!" ”

Lan Wangji immediately drew his sword. Xue Yang snorted. A moment later, the bamboo pole rang out in another place a few feet away!

Lan Wangji continued to stab at the source of the sound. Xue Yang said senran: "Little blind man, you follow me behind, aren't you afraid that I will crush you?" ”

Since being killed by Xue Yang, Ah Jing has always been hiding in Tibet, preventing him from finding him. For some reason, Xue Yang didn't care much about her, an insignificant lonely ghost. At this time, Ah Jing followed behind Xue Yang in the mist, knocking on the bamboo pole, revealing his position, and guiding Lan Wangji in the direction of the attack!

Xue Yang's body method was extremely fast, and he appeared in another place in an instant. However, Ah Jing was not slow to run before his death, and after turning into a ghost, he did not leave his back like a curse, and the bamboo pole in his hand kept knocking on the ground. The clicking sound flickered far and near, flickered left and right, flickered forward and backward, and could not be shaken off or shaken off. And as soon as it sounds, the edge of dust protection will follow!

Originally, Xue Yang was like a fish in water in the mist, he could hide and sneak attack, but now he had to devote his mind to deal with Ah Jing. He threw a talisman back with his hand violently, and it was this distraction, accompanied by Ah Jing's strange scream, that the dust pierced his chest!

This sword hits the nail on the head. Although Ah Jing's ghost has been defeated by Xue Yang with a talisman seal, and there is no sound of a bamboo pole knocking on the ground to reveal his traces, Xue Yang's pace has begun to be heavy, and he can't be as elusive and difficult to catch as before!

Wei Wuxian threw out an empty soul lock sac and told it to rescue and absorb Ah Jing's soul. In the mist, there were a few coughing blood, Xue Yang walked a few steps, suddenly stretched out his hand and rushed forward, roaring: "Give it to me!" ”

Lan Wangji didn't say a word, and the blue light of the dust slashed down, cutting off one of his arms.

Blood gushed out, and Wei Wuxian's surroundings suddenly overflowed with blood, and a patch of the hazy white mist in front of him seemed to be dyed red.

Although there was still no screaming pain, there was a heavy sound of knees falling to the ground.

Xue Yang seemed to have lost too much blood, and finally couldn't walk and fell to his knees.

Without a moment's delay, Lan Wangji summoned the dust again. He was about to cut off Xue Yang's head directly with the next sword, but at this moment, blue fireworks suddenly burst into the sky in the white mist!

The fire of the teleporter!

Wei Wuxian's eyes froze, knowing that the big thing was not good, and he didn't care about the danger in the fog, and rushed over.

Where the blood was at its thickest, the ground was covered with wet blood spurting from the severed arm.

However, Xue Yang's figure was gone.

Lan Wangji walked over with the blue light of the dust. Wei Wuxian said, "Is that the gravedigger?" ”

Xue Yang was hit by the dust, and lost an arm, looking at the amount of blood, it was already certain to die, and it was impossible to have extra energy and spiritual power to use the teleportation talisman. Lan Wangji said: "It should be." I stabbed the gravedigger with three swords, and just as he could be captured, a large number of walking corpses came to attack and taught him to escape. ”

That gravedigger has been hit by a sword, but he wants to take Xue Yang's body away no matter how much spiritual power he expends, what does he want to do?

Wei Wuxian said with a gaze: "...... I'm afraid that he also knows Xue Yang. The purpose of taking Xue Yang's body away was to search for any Yin Tiger talisman on his body. ”

After Xue Yang was "cleaned up" by Jin Guangyao, the whereabouts of the Yin Tiger Fu disappeared, and the rumors were lost. But now, it seems that it is very likely to be on Xue Yang. There are hundreds of living corpses and walking corpses living in Yicheng, and it is difficult to control just sprinkling corpse poison powder. Only by using the Yin Tiger Talisman could Xue Yang arbitrarily order them to obey his orders and attack one after another.

A suspicious and cunning person like Xue Yang will definitely not place the Yin Tiger Talisman in a place where he can't see it, and most of them will choose to hide it on his body, and he can touch it all the time to have a sense of security. The gravediggers took his corpse, and there was a ninety percent chance that the Yin Tiger Talisman would fall into their hands.

Wei Wuxian said: "The matter has come to this point, we can only hope that the power of the Yin Tiger Talisman restored by Xue Yang is limited. ”

He knew that this matter was not trivial, and his tone was solemn. After a moment of silence, Lan Wangji said, "I have found the right hand of the corpse. ”

Wei Wuxian then remembered what they had been guided into the city, and said, "Good brother's right hand?" Did you find it? When did you find it? After a fight with the gravediggers and surrounded by a group of walking corpses, you still found the right hand? ”

Lan Wangji said: "Hmm." ”

Wei Wuxian praised vigorously: "It really deserves to be Hanguangjun! So we're one step ahead again. It's a pity that it's not a head...... Wait, what about Song Lan? ”

After Xue Yang's corpse disappeared, the speed of the white mist flowing faster, it seemed to be a little thinner, and it was not so difficult to see. Because of this, Wei Wuxian suddenly found that Song Lan was gone. He said in his heart: "Wen Ning didn't warn, that is, Song Lan didn't show his intention to attack, isn't he already awake?" ”

The skull nail in Song Lan's brain is much thinner than the one in Wen Ning's brain, and the materials are not the same, maybe Xue Yang didn't find suitable materials at that time, so Song Lanhui was very fast, many times faster than Wen Ning, which is also very possible. Thinking of this, Wei Wuxian turned around and blew a whistle in the direction where Wen Ning was. Wen Ning lowered his head, heard the sound and retreated, and his figure disappeared in the white mist.

The sound of chains mopping the floor gradually faded away, Lan Wangji looked at him, put his sword back into its sheath, and didn't say anything, just said calmly: "Let's go." ”

They were about to take a step, when suddenly, in a pool of blood, they saw something lonely on the ground.

A severed left hand.

Four fingers were clenched tightly, missing a little finger.

The fist of this hand was clenched very tightly. Wei Wuxian squatted down, and with all his strength, he broke them one by one. In the palm of your hand, you hold a candy.

This candy is slightly blackened, and it must not be eaten.

It was held so tightly that it was already a little broken.

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji returned to Yizhuang together, the door was open, and sure enough, Song Lan was standing next to the coffin where Xiao Xingchen was lying, looking down at the inside.

All the children of the family drew their swords, huddled together, and piled aside, staring vigilantly at the murderous corpse.

Wei Wuxian raised his feet and stepped into Yizhuang, and introduced Lan Wangji: "Song Lan, Song Zichen is the elder. ”

Lan Wangji lifted the hem of his clothes lightly, and stepped over the high threshold in a graceful posture, bowing his head slightly. Song Lan raised her head and turned her gaze to them.

His sanity had regained and his pupils had fallen, and in his sockets were a pair of clear black eyes.

These eyes, which were originally Hyosungchen, were full of unspeakable sadness.

There was no need to ask anything, Wei Wuxian knew that during the time that Xue Yang had been driven by the murderous corpse, he had seen everything and remembered everything.

Asking more questions and saying more will only increase the helplessness and pain.

After a moment of silence, Wei Wuxian took out two equally thin lock spirit sacs, handed them to him, and said, "Daoist Xiao Xingchen, and Ah Jing." ”

Although Ah Jing was killed by Xue Yang and was very afraid of him, just now, she still followed him closely, so that he couldn't get rid of him or hide.

She was almost distracted by Xue Yang's charm, and Wei Wuxian picked it up, trying his best to pick it up. Now, it is broken to pieces, and it is almost the same as Hyosungchen. Two weak souls, each curled up in a locked spirit sac, as if they would be scattered in the bag if they hit it a little harder.

Song Lan's hands trembled slightly, took them, and held them in the palm of his hand.

Wei Wuxian said, "Daoist Song, Daoist Xiaoxingchen's corpse, what are you going to do?" ”

Song Lan carefully held the two lock spirit sacs in one hand, pulled out the snow with the other hand, and wrote two lines on the ground: "The corpse is cremated." Soul rest. ”

Hyosungchen's soul shattered like this, he must not be able to return to his body, and it is better to be cremated. This body is gone, leaving only a pure soul, slowly recuperating, and perhaps one day, it can be returned to the world.

Wei Wuxian said again, "What are you going to do in the future?" ”

Song Lan wrote: "Negative frost Hua, the road of the world. Stardust together, eliminate demons and destroy evil. ”

After a pause, he wrote: "When he wakes up, say I'm sorry, it's not your fault." ”

These are the words he failed to say to Hyosungchen during his lifetime.

The demonic fog of Yicheng gradually dissipated, and I could already roughly see the long streets and forks in the road.

Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian walked out of this desolate ghost town with a group of children from the family. Song Lan said goodbye to them at the city gate.

He was still dressed in the same pitch-black robe, alone, carrying two swords on his back, Frost and Snow. With two souls, Hyosungchen and Ah Jing, they embarked on another path.

It wasn't the way they came to the city.

Lan Sichai looked at his back for a while, and said, "'The bright moon, the clear wind, the dawn of the stardust, the proud snow and the frost Song Zichen'...... I don't know if the two of them will meet again. ”

Wei Wuxian was walking on the overgrown road, and happened to see a meadow, and said in his heart, "It was here that Xiao Xingchen and Ah Jing rescued Xue Yang. ”

Lan Jingyi said: "Now you should always tell us, what did you see when you empathize, right?" How could that person be Xue Yang? Why did he impersonate Hyosungchen? ”

"And besides, was that the ghost general just now? Where is the ghost general now? Why haven't you seen him? Is he still in the righteous city? How could it suddenly appear? ”

Wei Wuxian pretended not to hear the second question, and said, "Well, it's a very complicated story......

After walking all the way, after he finished speaking, there was already a gloomy cloud around him, and no one remembered the ghost general anymore.

Lan Jingyi was the first to cry and said, "How can there be such a thing in the world!" ”

Jin Ling was furious: "That Xue Yang, scum!" Dregs! Die too cheaply for him! ”

The young man who had praised Ah Jing when he peeked at the crack in the door beat his chest and said, "Ah Jing girl, Ah Jing girl! ”

Lan Jingyi cried the loudest and was extremely out of shape, but this time no one reminded him not to make a noise, because Lan Sichai's eyes were also red, but fortunately, Lan Wangji did not forbid him. Lan Jingyi snorted and burst into tears, and said, "Let's go burn some paper money for Daoist Hyosungchen and Miss Ah Jing?" Isn't there a village at the intersection ahead? Let's go buy something and pay tribute to them. ”

Everyone agreed: "Good, good! ”

Saying that, they arrived at the village at the intersection of the stone monument, Lan Jingyi and Lan Si couldn't wait to run in, bought some messy incense sticks, incense candles, red, red, yellow and yellow paper money, walked to the side, and built a windproof stove-like thing with earth, stone and earth bricks, and a group of teenagers squatted on the ground in a circle and began to burn paper money, burning while breaking thoughts. Wei Wuxian was originally in a very heavy mood, and he didn't say a few witty words on the road, but when he saw this, he couldn't help but say to Lan Wangji: "Hanguang-jun, you see that they are doing this kind of thing at the door of people's homes, and they won't stop it." ”

Lan Wangji said lightly: "You go and stop it." ”

Wei Wuxian said, "Okay, I'll help you discipline." ”

So he went, and said, "I'm not mistaken, am I?" You are all children of the Xianmen family, your father, mother, uncle and uncle have not taught you, can't the dead receive paper money? What money do you need when everyone is dead? Unreceivable. And this is the doorway of someone else's house, and you are here ......"

Lan Jingyi waved her hand and said, "Go away, go away, you're blocking the wind." If you can't burn it, and you haven't died, how do you know that dead people can't receive paper money? ”

Another teenager lifted his face with tears in his eyes and soot on his face, and echoed, "That's right." How do you know? What if I can receive it? ”

Wei Wuxian muttered, "How do I know? ”

Of course he does!

In the years since he died, he hasn't received a single piece of paper at all!

Lan Jingyi stabbed him in the heart again: "Even if you can't receive it, it must be because no one burned it for you." ”

Wei Wuxian asked himself, "How come?" Am I just a failure? Isn't anyone willing to burn paper money for me? Is it really because no one burned it for me, so I didn't receive it? ”

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was impossible, so he turned his head and asked Lan Wangji in a low voice: "Hanguang-jun, have you ever burned it for me?" At least you burned it for me, didn't you? ”

Lan Wangji glanced at him, lowered his head and brushed a little paper ash stained on the bottom of his sleeve, and quietly looked into the distance without saying a word.

Wei Wuxian looked at his peaceful side face and said in his heart, "Won't it?" ”

Is there really none?!

At this time, a villager came over with an earthen bow on his back and said dissatisfiedly, "Why are you burning here?" This is my doorstep, so unlucky! ”

Wei Wuxian said, "Look, you've been scolded, right?" ”

These teenagers had never done such a thing before, and they didn't know that it was unlucky to burn paper money at people's doors, and they apologized again and again. Lan Si chased: "Is this your doorstep?" ”

The villager said, "My family has lived here for three generations, isn't it my family or yours?" ”

Jin Ling listened to his tone very politely, stood up and said, "How did you speak?" ”

Wei Wuxian pressed his head down and pressed it down. Lan Sichai said again: "I see. I'm sorry, but my question didn't mean anything else, but the last time we passed by this house, we met another hunter here, so that's why we asked. ”

The villager was stunned and said, "Another hunter? What the other? ”

He compared a "three" and said, "My family has three generations of single transmission!" I'm the only one, I don't have a brother, my father died early, my daughter-in-law didn't marry or have a baby, where is the other hunter? ”

Lan Jingyi said: "There really is! He also stood up and said, "Dressed tightly, with a big hat, sit in your yard and bow your bow and arrows, as if you were about to go out hunting." When we got here, we asked him for directions. He pointed us in the direction of the righteous city. ”

The villager said, "Nonsense! Do you really see sitting in my yard? I don't have this person in my family! The ghosts in Yicheng have beaten people to death, show you the way? I want to kill you! You're seeing ghosts! ”

He shook his head and turned away. Only a group of teenagers were left staring at each other. Lan Jingyi said: "I did sit in this courtyard, I remember it very clearly......"

Wei Wuxian said a few words to Lan Wangji, then turned around and said, "Understood, you were led to Yicheng. That Orion is not a villager here at all, someone is pretending. ”

Jin Ling said: "Then since we killed cats and threw corpses all the way, someone has been leading us here?" Is that fake Orion the one who does these things? ”

Wei Wuxian said: "Eight|nine is not far from ten. ”

Lan Sichai was puzzled: "Why did he go to such great lengths? ”

Wei Wuxian said, "I don't know yet, but you must be careful in the future." If you encounter this kind of weird thing again, don't track it down yourself, contact the family first, send more people, and act together. If it weren't for Hanguang-kun who happened to be in Yicheng this time, your life would not be guaranteed. ”

Thinking of what kind of consequences it would be if they were left alone in Yicheng, many people had hairs on their backs. Whether it was being surrounded by living corpses or facing that living demon Xue Yang, that situation was chilling.

Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian walked for a while with a group of children from the family, and when it was nearly dark, they arrived at the city where they had kept their dogs and donkeys.

The city is brightly lit and noisy.

This is where the living live.

Wei Wuxian opened his hands to the donkey and shouted, "Little apple!" ”

Little Apple yelled at him furiously, and then, Wei Wuxian heard a dog barking and immediately jumped behind Lan Wang's fuselage. The fairy also rushed over, and a dog and a donkey confronted each other, baring their teeth at each other.

Lan Wangji said: "The bolt is here." All go to eat. ”

He took Wei Wuxian with him and walked to the second floor under the guidance of the tea student. Jin Ling and the others were about to follow, but Lan Wangji turned around and glanced at them with an unclear meaning. Lan Sichai immediately said to the others: "The long seat and the young seat should be separated, let's stay on the first floor." ”

Lan Wangji nodded, and continued to walk up with an indifferent face. Jin Ling hesitated and stood on the stairs, not up or down, Wei Wuxian turned around and grinned: "Adults and children should be separated." There are some things that you better not see. ”

Jin Ling pursed his lips and said, "Who wants to see it!" ”

Lan Wangji ordered someone to book a table for a group of children from the family on the first floor, and he and Wei Wuxian asked for a private room on the second floor. The two sat opposite each other, talked for a while, and explained many details. After a while, the food came up, and so did the wine.

Wei Wuxian glanced at the dishes on the table seemingly casually, almost most of them were red and spicy. He paid attention to Lan Wangji's chopsticks, and found that he was moving more light dishes, and only occasionally reached for the bright red plate, and his face did not change color in his mouth, and his heart moved slightly.

Lan Wangji noticed his gaze and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Wei Wuxian slowly poured a glass of wine and said, "I want someone to drink with me." ”