Since then, the plan has been successful, and Nie Mingjue no longer has to bother to find Nie Mingjue's remaining limbs by himself, leaving all the dangerous and troublesome things to Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji, and only needs to closely monitor their movements.

Qinghe's head-on contact, Nie Huaisang pretended not to know Mo Xuanyu, and Wei Wuxian really didn't notice anything wrong. But he had already taken this opportunity to quietly determine that "Mo Xuanyu" had been replaced under the shell.

When Jin Ling, Lan Sichai, Lan Jingyi and other juniors encountered the cat killing monster along the road, it was obvious that someone deliberately created a vision, and the "hunter" who showed them the way in the nearby villages did not exist, there is no doubt that the purpose was to introduce this group of children of the family who did not know the world into Yicheng.

Just imagine, if Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji had been negligent at that time and failed to protect them intact, and this group of children of the family had any trouble in Yicheng, most of this account would have to be counted on Jin Guangyao's head today.

In short, the more chips that can convict Jin Guangyao, the better, and the more mistakes that can be induced to be made by this cautious villain, the more handles left behind, and the worse he can die in the end.

Wei Wuxian said, "Sect Master Nie, isn't Chifeng Zun's body kept by you?"

Nie Huaisang scratched the back of his head and said, "I originally kept it. But I just received the news tonight that my eldest brother's body in Qinghe is missing. Otherwise, why would I rush to Qinghe in a hurry, and I was arrested by Su Shi halfway......"

Lan Wangji flipped over the black box next to the coffin with the tip of his dust-avoiding sword, glanced at the incantation engraved on it, and said to Wei Wuxian, "Head." ”

This box was originally supposed to be used to hold Nie Mingjue's head. After Jin Guangyao transferred his head from Jinlintai, he probably buried it here.

Wei Wuxian nodded at him and said, "Sect Master Nie, do you know what was originally in this coffin?"

Nie Huaisang slowly and methodically brushed a strand of hair wet from the rainstorm behind his ear, and said helplessly: "How do I know? Brother Wei, why do you keep doing this? No matter how you ask, I don't know, I just don't know." ”

Wei Wuxian stared at him for a while, but finally looked away.

No matter how seamless speculation is, it is only speculation after all. There is no evidence from anyone.

Besides, even if evidence is found, what can it prove? What can be achieved? Who can be defeated?

The deliberate planning of a series of events to avenge his brother sounds understandable, at least not obvious. Even in this process, he treated others as pawns and regarded the lives of the juniors of other families as nothing, but after all, in the end, there was no danger and no substantial harm was caused.

Nie Huaisang's face was dazed and helpless at the moment, maybe it was a disguise, he didn't want to admit that he had killed the juniors of the Gusu Lan clan and other families, or his plan was more than that, he wanted to hide his true face and do more things and achieve higher goals; In the end, Jin Guangyao's words were just a lie he made up improvised after Nie Huaisang shouted through the sneak attack attempt, intending to disturb Lan Xichen's mind and take the opportunity to drag him to his death. After all, Jin Guangyao is a big liar with a bad record, and it is not strange when or what kind of lie is told.

As for why he changed his mind at the last moment and pushed Lan Xichen away, who knows what he thinks?

The veins on the back of Lan Xichen's hand holding his forehead protruded, and he said in a muffled voice: "...... What did he want? I used to think I knew him well, but then I found out I didn't. Before tonight, I thought I had rediscovered, but now I don't. ”

Lan Xichen said in confusion: "What does he want to do?"

However, even if he doesn't know, it is even less likely that others will have an answer.

After a moment of silence, Wei Wuxian said, "Let's all stop standing." Take a few people out and find someone, leave a few people, and stay here and watch this thing. This coffin and these strings can't seal Chifeng Zun for long. ”

As if to confirm his judgment, there was another thumping sound from the coffin.

There was a loud bang, with a nameless anger, and Nie Huaisang shuddered. Wei Wuxian glanced at him and said, "See, you have to change it to a stronger coffin immediately, dig a deep pit, and bury it again, it won't be opened for at least a hundred years." As soon as it is opened, it is guaranteed that the ghost will not go away, and the future will be endless......"

Before he could finish speaking, a loud dog barked in the distance.

Wei Wuxian's color changed.

Jin Ling was barely reluctantly perked up and said, "Fairy!"

The thunder has passed, and the pouring rain has turned into a drizzling rain. The deepest night had passed, and the sky was slightly cool.

**'s black-maned spirit dog spread its four legs, and a black wind blew in and pounced on Jin Ling. A pair of round dog eyes were wet, and the front paws of the person off the ground stood up, and whined and whined on Jin Ling's legs. Wei Wuxian saw its long bright red tongue sticking out from between its snow-white sharp teeth, constantly licking Jin Ling's hand, his face turned pale, his eyes straightened, and he opened his mouth, feeling as if his soul was about to turn into a cloud of green smoke and fly into the sky from his mouth. Lan Wangji silently blocked him behind him, separating him from the fairy's sight.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of people surrounded the Guanyin Temple, all drawing their swords in their hands, looking vigilant, as if they were ready to kill. However, when the first few people who rushed into the temple saw the scene in front of them, they were all stunned. Those who lie down are dead, and those who are not dead are not lying down, and they will not stand. All in all, corpses are strewn all over the ground, and the ground is full of messes.

The two who rushed to the front with a sword, on the left was the Yunmeng Jiang clan's guest who was very capable of receiving people and things, and on the right was Lan Qiren. Lan Qiren was still full of surprise, and before he could open his mouth to ask, the first thing he saw was Lan Wangji, who was almost a person with Wei Wuxian. In an instant, he forgot to ask anything, and he killed his face in anger, his long eyebrows were upside down, he let out a few breaths, and his beard trembled and flew upward.

The guest Qing quickly judged that there was no danger in the temple, stepped forward to help Jiang Cheng, and said, "Sect Master, are you okay?" ”

Lan Qiren raised his sword and shouted, "Wei ......"

Before he finished drinking, several white-clothed figures rushed out from behind him, shouting, "Hanguang-jun!"

"Senior Wei!"

"Ancestors!"

Lan Qiren was hit by the last teenager, almost fell down, and Qiqi smoked: "Don't go fast! Don't make loud noises!"

Except for Lan Wangji shouting "uncle" to him, no one paid attention to him. Lan Sichai grabbed Lan Wangji's sleeve with his left hand, grabbed Wei Wuxian's arm with his right hand, and said happily: "Great! Seeing that the fairy is in such a hurry, we thought you were in a very difficult situation. ”

Lan Jingyi said: "Thinking about chasing you is confused, how can there be a situation that Hanguangjun can't solve, I have long said that you are worrying blindly." ”

"Jingyi, it seems that you are the one who is worrying about it along the way. ”

"Go away, no nonsense. ”

Wei Wuxian had just used the contents of the lock spirit bag mixed with a few talisman seals to make a ball, blocking the hole in Wen Ning's chest, and Wen Ning was finally able to get up from the ground on his own. Lan Sichai caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of his eye, and immediately grabbed him too, stuffed him into the circle of teenagers, and talked about the prospects.

It turned out that after the fairy bit Su She, he ran all the way and found a subsidiary family of the Yunmengjiang clan stationed near this town, barking in front of the people. The little head of the family saw the special collar around its neck, the gold logo and the family crest, and knew that this was a very well-known civet dog, and the owner must be noble, and saw that there were blood stains and minced meat on its teeth, claws, and fur, and it was obvious that after a fight, he was afraid that the master was in danger, and he did not dare to slack off, so he immediately sent the sword to Lotus Dock to inform the real boss of this area, Yunmeng Jiang clan. The principal guest immediately recognized that this was the spirit dog fairy of the little young master Jin Ling, and immediately sent someone to rescue.

At that time, the people of the Gusu Lan clan were also about to leave the Lotus Dock, but Lan Qiren was blocked by the fairy. It jumped up, bit off a narrow piece of white cloth from the hem of Lan Sichai's clothes, and arched it on its head with its claws, as if trying to put the white cloth in a circle around its head. Lan Qiren was inexplicable, but Lan Sichai suddenly realized: "Sir, does it look like it is imitating our family's forehead?

As a result, the Yunmengjiang clan, the Gusu Lan clan and several other families who had not yet left gathered people and came to the rescue together. The fairy attracted people twice, and finally succeeded in moving to the rescuer on the third time, which was really a strange dog.

But no matter how strange and spirited it was, to Wei Wuxian, to put it bluntly, it was still a dog, the most terrifying thing in the world, and even with Lan Wangji in front of him, he was covered in hair. Ever since the group of juniors of the Lan family came in, Jin Ling had been secretly looking over there, seeing them arguing around Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji, seeing that Wei Wuxian's face was getting whiter and paler, he patted the fairy's buttocks and whispered, "Fairy, you go out first." ”

The fairy shook his head and tail, and continued to lick him, Jin Ling scolded: "Get out quickly, don't listen to me?"

The fairy glanced at him sadly and ran out of the temple with his tail flicked, and Wei Wuxian breathed a sigh of relief. Jin Ling thought about it, but was embarrassed to go over, and was hesitating, Lan Jingyi swept the flute on Wei Wuxian's waist and exclaimed, "Huh, your broken flute with incomplete notes has finally been lost? This new flute is very good!"

He didn't know that this "very good" new flute was the "Chen Qing" he never forgot to see the honorable face, the legendary ghost flute. Just secretly happy: "Great! At least when he plays with Hanguangjun in the future, he won't look too embarrassed by Hanguangjun's face." Oh my God, his original flute was ugly and ugly. ”

Wei Wuxian subconsciously touched it with his hand, remembering that it was brought by Jiang Cheng, turned over there, and said casually, "Thank you." ”

Jiang Cheng glanced at him and said, "It was originally yours." ”

After a moment's hesitation, it seemed that he wanted to say something, but Wei Wuxian had already turned to Lan Wangji. That guest secretary had just received some explanations and instructions from Jiang Cheng, and had already sent a mission to go down, ordering his subordinates to clean up the scene, strengthen the seal of the coffin, and find a way to transport it away safely. On the other side, Lan Qiren said unhappily: "Xichen, what's wrong with you!"

Lan Xichen pressed the corners of his forehead, his eyebrows were full of indescribable gloom, and he said tiredly: "...... Uncle, I beg you. Please don't talk to me just yet. It's true. Right now, I really don't want to say anything. ”

Lan Xichen has been gentle and gentle since he was a child, and he is never rude, Lan Qiren has never seen him look like this irritable and unruly. Look at him, and then look at Lan Wangji, who was surrounded with Wei Wuxian over there, the more he looked at it, the more angry he became, and he only felt that neither of these two originally flawless protégés was in his hands, and both of them were uncomfortable.

The coffin containing Nie Mingjue and Jin Guangyao was not only extremely heavy, but also had to be treated with great care, so it was several family heads who volunteered to carry it. When a head of the family saw the face of the Guanyin statue, he was stunned at first, and then he seemed to have discovered something new, and guided others to see: "Jin Guangyao's face!"

When others saw it, they were amazed: "It's really his face! What is he doing with such a thing?"

"Self-proclaimed God, arrogant. ”

"That's arrogant. Hehehe. ”

Wei Wuxian said in his heart, that is not necessarily.

At first, he didn't know, but after seeing the coffin, he probably guessed what was going on.

This statue of Guanyin is not carved by Jin Guangyao, but by Jin Guangyao's mother Meng Shi. In that coffin, what was originally stored should also be Meng Shi's body.

Jin Guangyao's mother was regarded as the most lowly prostitute, so he wanted to carve a statue of Guanyin in the image of his mother, which was worshiped by thousands of people and offered incense. When he came to this Guanyin Temple tonight, in addition to taking away the head of Nie Mingjue, who was the biggest threat to him, he should also be preparing to take his mother's body away.

But there is no point in saying that now. No one knows better than Wei Wuxian, no one will care.

Soon after, the coffin would be sealed into a larger, stronger coffin, nailed with seventy-two mahogany nails, marked with a nine-fold prohibition, buried deep in the ground, erected a warning monument, and suppressed under a certain mountain. What is sealed inside will definitely not be able to live forever.

Nie Huaisang watched several family heads lift it out of the threshold of the Guanyin Temple, looked at it for a while, lowered his head and patted the dirty dirt on the hem of his clothes, and staggered towards the door.

The fairy waited outside the door for the master, and waited anxiously, and screamed twice. Hearing this voice, Jin Ling suddenly remembered that when the fairy was a clumsy puppy no more than his knee height, it was Jin Guangyao who carried it over.

At that time, he was only a few years old, and he fought with the other children on the Jinlin platform, but he was not happy when he won the battle, and he was crying and crying while throwing things madly in the room, and the maids and servants did not dare to approach him, for fear of being thrown by him. His little uncle smiled and asked him what was wrong, and he immediately smashed a vase at Jin Guangyao's feet. Jin Guangyao said: "Ah, it's so fierce, scared to death." He shook his head and walked away as if he was scared.

The next day, he sent the fairy over.

Suddenly, tears rolled down from Jin Ling's eyes.

He had always felt that crying was a sign of weakness and impotence, and he scoffed at it, but there was no other way to vent the pain and anger in his heart than to cry profusely.

I don't know what the hell is going on, but he can't seem to blame anyone, and he can't hate anyone. Wei Wuxian, Jin Guangyao, Wen Ning, each of them was more or less responsible for the death of his parents, and each of them had a reason for his hatred, but it seemed that each of them had one reason or another that made him hate it. But if he doesn't hate them, who else can he hate? Does he deserve to lose his parents since he was a child? Is he not only unable to take revenge, but even his hatred is destined to be eliminated?

I always feel unwilling. I always feel inexplicably wronged.

A head of the family saw him staring at the coffin and weeping, and said, "Little Master Jin, are you crying for your uncle?"

Seeing that Jin Ling didn't speak, the head of the family said in the tone of an elder: "Put away your tears." A man like your uncle is not worthy of crying for him. Little boy, you can't be so weak, you should be right with your ......"

If in the past, when the head of the Jin family in Lanling was still the immortal governor who unified the hundred families, the head of any family would never dare to regard himself as an elder and teach the children of the Jin family a lesson. At this time, Jin Guangyao was dead, and the Lanling Jin family had no one to support the beam, and the reputation was almost bad, so those who dared came. Jin Ling's heart was already full of confusion and mixed tastes, and when he heard the head of the family pointing at him, he yelled: "I just want to cry! Who are you? Do you even care if others cry?"

The head of the family didn't expect to be yelled at unexpectedly, a little annoyed, and others whispered to persuade: "Forget it, don't worry about children." ”

He curtled and said, "Of course, how could I bother with the milky hairy boy......

Lan Qiren took care of the coffin and transported it to the car, re-strengthened the prohibition, looked back, and said in amazement: "What about forgetting the machine?"

He was just thinking about catching Lan Wangji back to Yunshen and talking to him for a long time for one hundred and twenty days, but in the blink of an eye, the person was gone. After walking a few laps, he raised his voice and said, "I forgot the machine!"

Lan Si chased: "Just now I told Senior Wei that we brought the little apple, just outside the temple, and Hanguangjun went with him to see the little apple." Then ......"

And then how, needless to say.

Lan Qiren looked at Lan Xichen, who was slowly following behind him, sighed fiercely, and walked away.

When Jin Ling heard that Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji were gone, he rushed out in a hurry, almost stumbling on the threshold of Guanyin Temple, but no matter how anxious he was, he couldn't catch up with the shadows of these two people. The fairy circled around him happily, haha sticking out his tongue. Jiang Cheng stood under a towering ancient tree at the door of the Guanyin Temple, looked back at him, and said, "Wipe your face." ”

Jin Ling wiped his eyes vigorously, wiped his face, and said, "What about people?"

Jiang Cheng said: "Let's go." ”

Jin Ling lost his voice and said, "You just let them go?"

After a pause, Jiang Cheng said in a sarcastic tone: "Otherwise, stay for dinner? Say enough words of thank you to be sorry?"

Jin Ling was anxious, pointed at him and said, "No wonder they want to leave, it's all because of you! Uncle, why are you so annoying!"

Jiang Cheng raised his hand angrily and said, "This is the tone in which you speak to your elders?

Jin Ling's neck shrank, but Jiang Cheng's slap did not fall on the back of his head, but weakly retracted it.

He said, "Shut up. Jin Ling. Shut up. Let's go back. and every man to his own. ”

Jin Ling was stunned, and sure enough, he shut up.

Hanging his head and walking a few steps side by side with Jiang Cheng, he said, "Uncle, did you have something to say just now?"

After being silent for a long time, Jiang Cheng shook his head and said, "There's nothing to say." ”

What to say?

Said, I was not caught by the Wen family because I insisted on going back to Lotus Dock to retrieve my parents' bodies.

In the town where we fled, when you went to buy dry food, a group of Wen monks caught up with you.

I found out early, left where I was sitting, hid on the corner, and didn't get caught, but they were patrolling the streets, and it wasn't long before they bumped into you who were buying dry food.

So I ran out and lured them away.

However, just like Wei Wuxian, who dissected Jin Dan to him back then, didn't dare to tell him the truth, Jiang Cheng now has no way to say it again.