Chapter 28: The Seventh of Kyaukyao
A careful comparison showed that the legs of the male corpse in the wall were the same color as the severed leg of the left hand, and if they were placed close together, they would react strongly to each other, as if they wanted to be connected, but they could not miss the middle part of the body. But it has almost been confirmed that they belong to the same person.
This person may be a famous immortal, or a hermit in the mountains. Except that he was a tall, slender man, with a strong physique, and a very good cultivation, the rest was unknown.
The next direction for the left hand is southwest. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji followed the guidance of that hand all the way to Liyang, and their index fingers were finally retracted again.
There must have been other corpse stumps around here.
When he didn't reveal his identity before, Wei Wuxian did a lot of things that pretended to be crazy and stupid, but at the moment, he was open-minded, he was always very thick-skinned, and he was still fine. He kept his mouth shut, and Lan Wangji naturally didn't mention it, still like some time ago, they tacitly knew each other.
Entering the city, in the midst of the bustling pedestrians, Lan Wangji asked, "How about the evil curse." โ
Wei Wuxian said: "Jin Ling was buried too close to his good brother at that time, and he was contaminated with a lot of resentment, and his color was too deep. It's faded a little, but it's not completely gone. You'll probably have to find all the corpses, or at least the heads, to find all the heads. It's okay. โ
The "good brother" is the brother who was divided by the five horses. Because he didn't know who he was or what his name was, Wei Wuxian mentioned that he was referring to him as "good brother". After Lan Wangji heard this, he was silent for a while, and he acquiesced to this title. Of course, he himself would never use this word.
Lan Wangji: "How much is a point." โ
Wei Wuxian: "A little is a little. Anyway, do I want to take it off for you? โ
Lan Wangji's brows moved slightly, as if he was really worried about him taking off on the street, and said, "Go back and take it off." โ
Wei Wuxian laughed, and immediately straightened up: "Hanguang-jun, do you think that it is the same group of people who put the good brother's hand in Mojiazhuang and let it attack Lan Si chasing them, and bury another corpse in the wall with his legs?"
Although he used to call Lan Wangji's name directly in his heart in the bottom of his heart, he called him an honorific title every day some time ago, and shouted out of his habit. Moreover, the title was shouted by him, with a kind of pretentious funny. He was outside, and he continued to call it half-truths.
Lan Wangji said: "Two batches." โ
Wei Wuxian said, "That's the same thing. He took great pains to sew his leg onto another corpse and hid it in the wall, clearly unwilling to let the limb be discovered. Since this is the case, he will not deliberately throw his left hand to attack the people of the Gusu Lan clan, which will definitely attract attention and pursuit. One tried his best to hide, and the other recklessly moved out for fear of not being discovered, so it shouldn't be the same group of people. โ
He said all the words, and Lan Wangji didn't seem to have anything to say, but he still said "um".
Wei Wuxian said as he walked: "The person who hides his leg knows that the Qinghe Nie clan has a tradition of building a sacrificial sword hall, while the person who throws his left hand knows the movements of the Gusu Lan clan very well, and I am afraid that the way to come is not easy. There are more and more things to figure out. โ
Lan Wangji said: "Step by step." โ
Wei Wuxian said, "How did you recognize me?"
Lan Wangji said: "Think for yourself." โ
They ask a question and I will answer, without stopping for a moment, Wei Wuxian wanted to take this opportunity to surprise Lan Wangji and blurt out the answer to the last question, but the result was still a failure, so he gave up for the time being, and changed the topic next time, changed the topic and said: "I haven't been to Liyang, I inquired before, this time I'm lazy, you go and inquire." โ
Lan Wangji turned around and left, Wei Wuxian said, "Stay and stay." Hanguang-kun, dare to ask you, where are you going?"
Lan Wangji turned around and said, "Go to the Xianmen family stationed in the town here." โ
Wei Wuxian grabbed his sword spike and pulled him back, "What are you looking for them?" This is someone's territory, and even if they knew, they wouldn't tell you. This kind of thing is either embarrassing or unwilling to let outsiders interfere. Honorable Hanguangjun, it's not Wei someone who smeared you, come out to do things, you really can't do it without me. If you ask like this, it's weird if you can ask anything. โ
This was said a little more openly, but Lan Wangji's gaze softened, and he said, "Hmm." โ
Wei Wuxian smiled: "Uh-huh, uh-huh, that's okay." But the stomach was full of joy: "I can only say 'um', and it's still boring!"
Lan Wangji said: "Then how to inquire." โ
Wei Wuxian pointed to the side: "Of course it's going there." โ
He was referring to a long, wide street. On both sides of the street, there are swaggering banners and bright red cloth towels wrapped in them, which is very eye-catching. The front of each shop is wide open, with round, black jars swinging from inside to outside, and men holding a tray of small wine bowls to pat their chests and recommend themselves to passers-by.
The smell of spirits filled the street, no wonder Wei Wuxian walked slower and slower, and when he reached the corner of the street, he couldn't walk at all.
Wei Wuxian said solemnly: "The guys in this kind of place are generally young and clever, diligent in their hands and feet, and there are many customers every day, and there are many people, and any strange things circulating in the vicinity must not escape their ears and eyes." โ
Lan Wangji's "um" has no objection, but his face is full of "you just want to drink the bar".
Wei Wuxian just tugged at his sword spike and stepped into the restaurant street with golden eyes. Immediately, five or six guys from different restaurants came around, and their enthusiasm rose higher and higher: "Do you want to try it?
"Childe tastes this, just tastes it and doesn't need money, and when he is happy, he will come to patronize the small shop business. โ
"This wine doesn't smell strong, and it's full of energy!"
"You can still stand after drinking, I have your last name!!"
When Wei Wuxian heard this, he said, "Okay!" He took the wine bowl held by the short, bright-voiced guy, raised his head and drank it all, and showed him the empty bowl with a smile, "With my surname?"
The guy raised his head: "I'm talking about drinking a jar!"
Wei Wuxian said: "Then give me the three altars." โ
The fellow was overjoyed and rushed back to the store. Wei Wuxian said to Lan Wangji: "Do business, do business first, and then talk about other things." When the business is done, the mouth will be opened. โ
Lan Wangji paid for the bill.
The two entered the store, which was equipped with wooden tables and chairs for drinkers to rest and chat. The other guy inside was shocked when he saw Lan Wangji's appearance and bearing, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he wiped the tables, chairs and benches vigorously for a while before he dared to point to his seat. Wei Wuxian had two altars at his feet, one in his hand, and he warmed up with the guy, and then he cut to the point, or asked about something strange here. The guy was also a talker, rubbing his hands and asking, "What kind of strange thing?"
"Haunted houses, deserted graves, dismemberments, and so on. โ
The man's eyes rolled: "Oh...... What are you doing? You follow him. โ
Wei Wuxian said, "Didn't you already guess it?" โ
The guy said, "That's right." Guess, the two of them must be the kind of people from some family who fly around and soar through the clouds. Especially the one next to you, I've never seen anything like this in the general world...... So ......"
Wei Wuxian smiled: "Such a peugeot person. โ
The guy hahaha said: "What you said, this son is not happy." Strange things, yes. But not now, it was ten years ago. You go this way, out of the city, and then walk two or three miles, and you see a very beautiful house, the permanent house, which is that. โ
"What's wrong with the house. โ
"What a tragedy!" said the man, "You asked, of course I picked up the monster among the monsters." The whole family is dead. I heard that they were all scared to death!"
Hearing this, Lan Wangji thought thoughtfully, as if he remembered something. Wei Wuxian didn't have time to pay attention, he could scare the family โกโก to death, this was an extremely cruel and terrifying ghost. Not all families have unavoidable hardships like the Qinghe Nie clan, and ordinary immortal cultivators will not tolerate this kind of thing on their own realm, he said: "Is there any immortal cultivator family stationed in this area?"
"Yes. โ
"How did they cope?"
"Deal with it?" the guy put the rag on his shoulder and sat down as well, "Do you know this son, what is the surname of the Xiuxian family who was stationed in Liyang before? The one who died is their family! Everyone is dead, who else will deal with it?"
The Chang family who was wiped out is the family of immortal cultivators stationed here in the town?!
Although Wei Wuxian had never heard of the Liyang Chang clan, this must not be an immortal clan, but the destruction of a Xuanmen family was definitely a trivial and appalling event. He then asked: "How was the Chang family destroyed?"
The guy said, "I've heard that, too." That Chang family, one night, there was a sudden sound of knocking on the door from their house. โ
Wei Wuxian: "Knocking on the door?"
"Yes! There was screaming and crying inside, as if everyone was locked up inside and couldn't get out. This is weird, isn't it? The latch is bolted from the inside, and if the people inside you want to go out, you just open it, why do you slap the door? Besides, if you can't get out of the door, you won't go over the wall?
The people outside muttered in their hearts. Everyone knows that the Chang family is a great local family, cultivating immortals. The head of their family, called Chang Ping, seems to have a sword that can fly, let him stand on it and fly! If something really happens inside, even his family himself can't be even, and other ordinary people come up, isn't this looking for death? So no one climbed a ladder or climbed over a wall to look inside.
And so it went on all night, and the howling inside became quieter and quieter. The next day, as soon as the sun came out, the door of Chang's house opened by itself.
"The whole house, more than a dozen masters of men and women, and more than 50 domestic servants, sat and sat on their stomachs, and spat out bile water, all of them were scared to death. โ
The owner of the liquor store turned around and scolded: "You want to die! โ
Wei Wuxian said: "Here are the five altars again." Lan Wangji paid for ten altars, and the boss turned his head and smiled, and told the guy: "Accompany the guests well, don't run around!"
Wei Wuxian said, "Go on." โ
The man had no worries, and he did his best, and said, "Since then, for a long time, if pedestrians walk at night near the permanent house, they can hear the sound of knocking on the door from inside at night.
"You think that they are like them, they are cultivating immortals and fighting monsters, they have seen a lot of ghosts and monsters, and they can all be scared to death, what a scary thing. If you walk too much at night, you will always encounter ghosts! Even after being buried, you can still hear the sound of coffins slapping in the cemetery! Only their master, Chang Ping, went out and did not come back, and escaped. โ
Wei Wuxian listened attentively to every sentence, remembered every sentence clearly, and immediately said, "Stop." Didn't you say, 'The whole family is dead?'"