Since the day he returned to the mountain, he talked to his master about the Sorrowful Banner Cult encountered in Kaiyuan Town, and Lan Qinmu has always felt quite uneasy in his heart, only to feel that the white bone array encountered on the mass grave that day was too unusual, and I am afraid that there is something else strange in it.

Although he sent three generations of disciples from each peak to the nearby villages to investigate, and the news reported back was unharmed, Lan Qinmu still couldn't let go of his heart in his heart.

On the mass grave in Kaiyuan Town that day, there were hundreds of corpses hidden in the array of white bones, where did these corpses come from? If all the original residents of Kaiyuan Town were missing, and there were so many hundreds of people missing, the village would have been in chaos a long time ago, right?

Lan Qinmu struggled to think about it, and suddenly realized that he had missed a few villages at the junction of the mountains during his inspection. Because of the location, the locations of these villages are also relatively remote, and they are naturally ignored because they have little access on weekdays.

The uneasy mood suddenly spread in his heart, and Lan Qinmu did not delay, even if he explained the matter of the leader of the village patrol to the eldest disciple Tang Gong, he raised his sword and went to the remote village that had only one side of the relationship, but was quite impressive.

Different from the hustle and bustle in the impression, once the blue lyre wood landed, all you felt was the silence of death, and the rancid smell of animal feces in the air.

The picture that he didn't want to see finally happened, this small village that relied on the Kunlun Mountains, was self-sufficient, and lived by hundreds of enthusiastic villagers, but at some point, it had become an empty dead village in front of him.

The pitch-black crows, flocks of crows, rested on the already dilapidated dead pine at the head of the village, making an unpleasant "squeak" sound, as if to announce the ruins and desolation of the village in front of them. The once clean and spacious pavement is now covered with weeds and fallen leaves.

The walls were stained with blood stains that had long since dried and turned black. The dilapidated walls suggest that there was once an unusually dangerous and fierce fight here. Lan Qinmu didn't say a word, caressing a dilapidated door frame, his brows furrowed.

The blue-lyre wood circled the whole village, and the doors of the houses were open, and the walls of the houses were covered with all kinds of blood. Only the room in front of him looked different, the door was still closed, and a huge bloody breath was revealed from it.

Although he couldn't detect the breath in the room, Lan Qinmu didn't dare to be careless at all, and the Wind Spirit Sword quietly took out, gently pushed open the door, and urged with all his strength to ensure that he could deal with all the special situations that might occur as soon as possible.

It's just that the process of entering the house was unexpectedly smooth, and Lanqin Mu easily entered this hut without any setbacks, revealing gloomy and weird everywhere.

The small village is already scattered among the jungle, and the sun is obscured by the leaves, making it look gloomy. The location of this hut is in the whole village, and the sun does not shine all year round, and the corner where the yin is heaviest is more and more dim.

Even if the blue piano wood is cultivated profoundly, it is not invaded by heat and cold, and when I first entered this house, I couldn't help but shiver. The room was empty, with a large water tank and a dark brown coffin. The second was nothing.

Lan Qinmu secretly observed the movement in the house, and at the same time, he forced his nose to resist the foul smell, and approached the huge water tank, from which all the bloody rancid smell came out, as expected.

The tip of the Wind Spirit Sword was raised, and the wooden lid covering the mouth of the cylinder flew open. At this point, Lan Qinmu finally saw this picture that he will never forget.

The large tank was filled with an unknown scarlet liquid, like blood, but not as viscous as it, and the scarlet had some rotting black. I don't know how long it has been stored. Lost the cover of the wooden cover, the smell of fishy smell came to the nostrils, which made people feel sick.

Lan Qinmu realized that the stench he had smelled earlier was just the skin of this vat of disgusting liquid. The liquid floated, and something attached to the surface of the tank immediately attracted the attention of the blue piano.

Fix your eyes and look at it, and when you see it clearly, Lan Qinmu only felt boundless anger, and suddenly surged into his heart, and the thing floating on the surface of this water tank was actually a human heart the size of a peach.

The demons of the Demon Sect actually did such a murderous and heart-wrenching deed, hurting the heavens and reason! Lan Qinmu was furious, and with a thunderous blow, he smashed the filthy thing in front of him.

The plasma splashed, and when the thing at the bottom of the tank surfaced, Lan Qinmu's anger in front of him turned into a speechless coldness in the blink of an eye.

It turns out that there is not only one human heart in this vat...... The hearts of living people who had rotted and had maggots were scattered all over the ground, and Lan Qinmu only felt that his scalp was numb, and a feeling of unprecedented powerlessness suddenly arose in his heart.

I am afraid that the hundreds of lives in the village have all been lost in this vat of evil things, and what is even more tragic is that I am afraid that the bones of these victims are still under the manipulation of these thousand-knife cults, and the bone array on the mass grave in Kaiyuan Town is the evidence.

The brown coffin on the edge of the water tank, the coffin lid is just hidden, the blue qin wood gently picks it open with a sword, and the pillow and quilt are readily available, this coffin is like a place for the children of the cult to rest and rest.

A broken heart, which was put in this coffin, was particularly eye-catching, and on closer inspection, the edges were even covered with irregular tooth marks. These demons, for the purpose of taking people's hearts, are actually for food?

Seeing that the peaceful and peaceful village in the past has become a demon cave where the demons kill people and take their hearts, the contrast is so strong that only Lan Qinmu, who has experienced it himself, can understand it.

After that, Lanqinmu visited several other villages in the surrounding area, and they were all in the same situation, but the organs contained in the tanks in different villages were also different.

When the slaughtering part of this "Guangling Wandering God Song" was played, combined with what he saw during the day, how could he not mean to be involved in it?

All the disciples were still immersed in the sad atmosphere of the tune, and when they saw the master sitting silently, everyone did not talk. Suddenly, there was a rare silence between the courtyards.

I saw Lan Qinmu caressing the rosewood guqin in his arms for a while, and his eyes were reluctant, and it turned into a decision in an instant. The index finger of his right hand is used as a knife, and he is urged by real force to gently slash the strings of the dragon's beard.

With a "ding" sound, the seven strings of the guqin were broken. The blue piano wood is very heavy, and it also leaves a deep scratch on the simple and elegant rosewood body.

Everyone was puzzled, the second senior brother Song Shang knew best that this guqin was the master's favorite, not to mention that he had just renewed the dragon whisker strings that made him think about it day and night. Because of this understanding, I can't figure out why the master made such a move and self-destructed Aegean.

Take the cloth and slowly wrap the love qin in his hand, the blue qin wood faces the bright moon, as if he swears, as if he promises: "My blue qin wood will be sealed from today, and if the rebellion of the demon sect is not removed, I will not play for life." ”。

The bright moonlight sprinkled on the resolute face of the middle-aged man, showing even more resoluteness and awe-inspiring righteousness.

That night, the blue piano was sealed by the wood, just to pacify the demon cult and return the world to a peaceful and stable world.