For today's plan, we can only fight quickly before the help arrives!

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On the whole, the ancestor is still evil, charming and mad.

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☆、The wild second 3

It was also the first time for several teenagers to encounter this level of evil, and they all looked nervous, but they still strictly stepped on the position, guarded the Mo house, and affixed talismans inside and outside the main room. As the children of Gusu Lan's clan, if they only take care of themselves when they encounter evil spirits, it will not only embarrass the family, they will be ridiculed by others, and even they themselves will be ashamed to see others.

Ah Tong had been carried into the hall, Lan SiZhui held his pulse with his left hand, and pushed Mrs. Mo's vest with his right hand, unable to treat him in time. Just as he was devastated, A Tong suddenly got up from the ground.

A Ding called "Ah" and said happily: "A Tong, you are awake!"

Before she had time to look happy, she saw Ah Tong raised her left hand and grabbed her neck.

Seeing this, Lan SiZhui patted him three times in a row on several places. With this way of patting, anyone would immediately have a weak arm and could not lift it up, but Ah Tong didn't know, the tighter his left hand became, the more he felt. qíng also became more and more painful. When Lan Jingyi broke his left hand, it seemed like he was breaking a piece of iron, and he didn't move at all. With a sound of "click", A Tong's head was tilted and his hand was released. However, the neck bone has been broken.

He actually strangled himself to death in front of everyone!

Seeing this qíng shape, everyone present who did not faint spontaneously had the same thought:

Ghost! It's a specter, there is an invisible specter here, let Atong strangle himself to death!

On the contrary, Wei Wuxian's judgment is: It was definitely not the work of a ghost. He has seen the talismans chosen by these youngsters. They are all against spirits, and the entire East Hall can be described as airtight. If it is really a ghost, if you enter the East Hall, the talisman will automatically burn out a green fire, not as it is now. Generally silent.

It's not that they are slow to respond, but that the comers are really ferocious and quick to attack. Xuanmen has strict standards for the word "special ghost". If one kills one person every month and continues to haunt for three months, it can already be classified as a serious ghost. This standard was set by Wei Wuxian, and it is still used today. He is the best at dealing with this kind of thing. From what he sees, killing one person in seven days can be regarded as a serious ghost. This thing kills three people in a row, and the interval is so short, even a famous cultivator can't immediately think of a countermeasure, not to mention that this is just a group of juniors who have just debuted.

Just as he was thinking so, the flames flickered, and a gust of wind blew 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, one mountain was taller than another, men and women pushed, fell and fled. Lan Jingyi shouted, "Stand still, don't run around! Whoever runs and catches!"

This is not an alarmist. It is an evil day to make trouble in the dark and fish in troubled waters. Being single at this time is a very dangerous thing. However, the souls are flying to the sky, and how can they hear clearly and hear? It doesn't take a moment for the East Hall to quiet down. Except for the slight breathing, it is the slight sobbing. I'm afraid there are not many left.

In the darkness, a fire suddenly lit up, and it was Lan SiZhui who ignited an open flame talisman. The talisman fire will not be extinguished by the evil wind, he re-lights the candle with this talisman, and the rest of the disciples are calming people's hearts. As soon as the fire lit up, Wei Wuxian inadvertently glanced at his wrist, and another wound healed.

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

Originally, he had two scars on his left and right wrists. When Mo Ziyuan died, he was healed together; when his father died, he was healed again; when A Tong died, he was healed again. In this way, there should be three wounds healed, and only the last wound with the deepest traces and the deepest hatred remains.

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

Wei Wuxian believed that Mrs. Mo would be the object of Mo Xuanyu's revenge. The longest and deepest wound was reserved for her. And it actually disappeared.

Mo Xuanyu suddenly looked away and gave up his resentment, that was impossible. His soul had long since been sacrificed as the price for summoning Wei Wuxian. To heal the wound, unless Mrs. Mo dies.

He raised his head and looked at Mrs. Mo, who had just woken up and was surrounded by the crowd, with her face as pale as paper.

Unless she is already dead.

I'm afraid, something has already been attached to Mrs. Mo. If this thing is not a soul body, what is it?

Suddenly, Adin cried: "Hand...hand, Atong's left hand!"

Lan SiZhui moved the fire talisman over A Tong's body. Sure enough, his left hand also disappeared.

Left hand!

In the flash of light and flint, Wei Wuxian's eyes were bright, and the troublesome thing, the disappearing left arm, and the abnormal everything were all connected in a line. He suddenly laughed out loud. Lan Jingyi said angrily, "This fool, he can still laugh at this time!" But think about it again, since he is a fool, why bother with him?

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

Lan Jingyi irritably pulled back her sleeves: "What is it? Don't make trouble! No one has time to talk to you."

Wei WuXian pointed at the corpses of Father Mo and Ah Tong on the ground, reluctantly, "It's not them!"

Lan SiZhui stopped Lan JingYi who was about to get angry and asked, "What do you mean when you say 'this is not them'?"

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

Hearing this sentence in the faint candlelight is actually creepy.

Lan Sizhui said, "How did you see it?"

Wei Wuxian shook his left hand and said proudly, "Hand, hand! Ah Tong and Mo Ziyuan's fathers are not left-handed. They always hit me with the right hand, I still know that."

Lan Jingyi spat, "How proud are you! Let's see how proud you are!" But Lan SiZhui broke out in a cold sweat.

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

However, during the day when Mo Xuanyu was making a fuss in the East Hall, the two men rushed to arrest people and drive them away, and they were both right-handed. It's not like both of them suddenly became left-handed before dying!

Although I don't know what the reason is, if you want to find out what is causing the trouble, you must start with the "left hand". Lan Sizhui figured out this section and was slightly surprised. He glanced at Wei Wuxian and couldn't help thinking, "He said this suddenly, it's a bit like intentional."

Wei Wuxian just grinned, thinking that this reminder was too deliberate.

Lan SiZhui thought: "In any case, since Young Master Mo is willing to remind me, it's probably not malicious." He looked away from him, swept over Ading, who had just fainted from crying, and fell on Mrs. Mo. body.

His eyes went down from her face, all the way to her hands. The arms drooped flat, most of them hidden in the sleeves, only the small half of the fingers were exposed.

The fingers of her right hand are white and slender, and they are the hands of a woman who is pampered and not doing any work.

However, the fingers of her left hand were slightly longer and thicker than those of her right hand. Knuckles twitched, full of strength.

Where is the hand that should be on a woman's body - clearly a man's hand!

Lan Sizhui shouted, "Hold her down!"

Several teenagers had already twisted Mrs. Mo, Lan SiZhui said "offend", and flipped a talisman and was about to take a picture, but Mrs. Mo's left hand turned around at an incredible angle and grabbed his throat.

A living man's arm is to be twisted like this, unless the bone is broken. And she shot so fast that she was about to grab his neck. At this moment, Lan Jingyi shouted "Ah yo" and rushed in front of Lan SiZhui to help him block the grab.

I saw a flash of fire, and just as that arm grabbed Lan Jingyi's shoulder, green flames appeared on the arm, and immediately let go of the five fingers. Lan Sizhui escaped, and just as he was about to thank Lan Jingyi for giving his life to save him, he saw that half of the latter's school uniform had been burned to ashes. : "What are you kicking me for, you madman, you want to kill me?!"

Wei Wuxian hugged his head and ran away, "I didn't kick it!"

That's what he kicked. The inner side of the blue school uniform is embroidered with dense mantras with fine threads of the same color, which has the miraculous effect of protecting one's body and life. However, when it comes to such a powerful one, it can only be voided after one use. In a hurry, he could only kick Lan Jingyi and let him use his body to help Lan Sizhui protect his neck. Lan Jingyi wanted to scold again, but Mrs. Mo fell to the ground, the blood on her face was sucked so that only a layer of skin was attached to a skull. The arm of the man that did not belong to her fell off her left shoulder, and the five fingers were still flexed and stretched freely, as if moving the muscles and bones, and the beating of the blood and veins on it could be clearly seen.

This thing is the evil thing that was summoned by the summoning flag.

An arm grows on a person, and if it is cut off from a person, it means that the person was dismembered and died. Dismembering the body is the standard tragic death, which is slightly more respectable than Wei Wuxian's method of death.

The dismembered body will be stained with the resentment of part of the dead, eager to go back, eager to die completely, so it will try to find other parts of the body. If you find it, you may rest in peace from now on, or you may be even more troubled. And if you can't find it, this part of the body can only be the next best thing.

How to settle for the next best thing?

Find the body of a living person to make do with it.

Just like this left hand: eat the left hand of the living person and replace it, after sucking the blood of the living person, abandon the body and continue to search for the next parasitic container until the other parts of its body are found.

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

Once this arm is placed on the body, the parasitized person will be killed immediately, but before the blood all over his body is sucked up, he can still walk as usual under its control, as if he is still alive. When Mrs. Mo asked her husband to get out, he uncharacteristically pushed her back. Wei Wuxian originally thought that it was because he was saddened by his son's death and tired of his wife's arrogance. But thinking about it now, that's not what a father who just lost his son should look like. It wasn't heartbroken Muran, but dead silence, the silence of the dead.

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

Seeing that the talisman didn't work, but the clothes did, the youngsters of the Lan family took off their coats and threw them out, covering their left hand, like a thick white cocoon covering it. After a while, the group of white clothes burst into flames. The green flames are wickedly soaring to the sky, and I am afraid that it will not be long before the school uniform is burnt out, and the hand will emerge from ashes. Wei Wuxian went straight to the west courtyard while no one was paying attention.

The walking corpses captured by the Lan family were standing silently in the courtyard, there were as many as ten. Wei WuXian kicked a spell drawn on the ground, destroying the entire formation that sealed them, and clapped his hands twice. The walking corpses were shocked, and the whites of their eyes suddenly rolled up, as if they were awakened by a blast of thunder.

Wei WuXian said, "Get up. I'm alive!"

He did not need any complicated incantations and summons to drive the puppet corpse, just the most common and straightforward commands. The walking corpse standing in front trembled and struggled to move a few steps. However, as soon as he got close to Wei Wuxian, his legs were so weak that he fell to the ground like a living person.

Wei Wuxian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and clapped his hands twice, this time much lighter. But this group of walking corpses were probably born in Mojiazhuang and died in Mojiazhuang. They had never seen the world and instinctively wanted to obey the orders of the caller, but they were inexplicably afraid of the person who gave them the orders, and they fell on the ground and hummed. dare not get up.

The more ferocious the evil spirits are, the more easily Wei Wuxian can drive them. These walking corpses have never been taught by him, they can't bear his direct control, and he doesn't have the materials on hand, so he can't immediately make alleviating props, and he can't even make do with them. Seeing that the green flames in the east courtyard gradually dimmed, suddenly, Wei Wuxian's heart lit up.

Why do you need to come out to find a dead man with a lot of resentment and viciousness?!

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

He flashed back to the East Court. Lan SiZhui and the others had already pulled out the long swords on their backs, forming a sword fence in the mud, and the ghost hand was ramming around in the sword fence. They did their best to keep the hilt of the sword from breaking out, and they didn't even have time to notice who was going in and out. Wei WuXian stepped into the East Hall, and he picked up the bodies of Madam Mo and Mo Ziyuan, and shouted in a low voice, "You're still awake!"

Call it out, and immediately return to the soul!

Moments later, Mrs. Mo and Mo Ziyuan rolled their eyes, and from their mouths they let out a sharp whistling that is characteristic of ghosts returning to their souls. Amid the high-pitched screams, the other corpse also climbed up tremblingly, and called out weakly as it was too low to be low. It was Mrs. Mo's husband.

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

"Tear it up," he ordered.

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

The left arm broke a long sword and was breaking out of the fence. And as soon as it came out, three corpses without left arms rushed towards it.

Apart from not daring to disobey Wei Wuxian's orders, the three members of the Mo family also harbored a fierce resentment towards the thing that killed them, and they poured their anger on that ghost hand. The main killer is undoubtedly Mrs. Mo. After the female corpse is transformed, it is often extremely ferocious. Her hair is disheveled, the whites of her eyes are bloodshot, her five fingernails are several times longer, the corners of the mouth are foaming, and the screams almost overturn the roof, extremely crazy . Mo Ziyuan followed his mother and cooperated with her to bite and use it, while his father followed to make up for the gap between the attacks of the other two corpses. Several teenagers were stunned.

They have only heard of this kind of corpse fighting in the classics and rumors. It was the first time they witnessed such a bloody scene. They were stunned and couldn't look away. They just thought it was so beautiful. , Really brilliant!

The three corpses fought right and wrong with one hand, and suddenly, Mo Ziyuan shrieked and dodged away. A handful of his abdomen was plucked out by that hand, revealing a few pieces of intestines. Seeing this, Mrs. Mo couldn't stop roaring, and she protected her son behind her, grabbing even harder, her fingernails breaking through the air with the power of a steel sword and an iron sword. Wei Wuxian could see that she was in a state of being overwhelmed.

The three murderous corpses who had just died joined forces, and they were unable to suppress this arm!

Wei Wuxian watched the battle intently, the tip of his tongue curled slightly, and a whistle was pressed between his lips, but he couldn't let go. His whistle-blowing out, can arouse the murderous corpse he has driven out even more hostile, and may be able to turn the tide of the battle, but then there is no guarantee that no one will find out that he is playing tricks. In the blink of an eye, that hand was like lightning, and it broke 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 let out the long whistle that was pressed against the bottom of his tongue, when two clanging strings came from outside.