Seeing that all kinds of attacks were completely ineffective, the rest of the people finally listened to Wei Wuxian's words, swarmed out and scattered. There were so many people, the more anxious Wei WuXian was, the more he couldn’t find Jin Ling. He rode his donkey and ran into a bamboo forest. When he turned around, he bumped into the Lan family juniors who were chasing after him. Wei WuXian called them, “Children!”

Lan Jingyi said, "Who are your children! Do you know who we belong to? Do you think you can be an elder just by washing your face?!"

Wei WuXian said, "Okay, okay. Brothers. Send a signal and call your family...that Hanguang-Jun to come up!"

The juniors nodded again and again, rummaging through their bodies as they ran. After a while, Lan SiZhui said, "Signal fireworks... Mojiazhuang was finished that night."

Wei Wuxian was startled, "You didn't make it up later?!"

This signal fireworks won't be used once in eight hundred years, Lan SiZhui said ashamed, "Forget it."

Wei WuXian threatened, "This is also something you can forget? Let HanGuang-Jun know, I want you to look good!"

Lan Jingyi's face was ashen: "It's over, this time I will be punished to death by Hanguang-Jun..."

Wei WuXian: "Punishment. It should be punished! If you don't get punished, you won't be remembered for a long time."

Lan Sizhui: "Young Master Mo, Young Master Mo! How do you know that the one who sucked the soul was not the Soul Eater, but the statue of the goddess?"

Wei Wuxian ran and searched for Jin Ling's figure: "How did I know? I saw it."

Lan Jingyi also chased after him and ran between him, "What did you see? We also watched a lot."

"I see, then what? What's near the tomb?"

"What can there be, there is a dead soul."

"Yes, there are dead souls. This shows that it is definitely not a soul-eating shòu or a soul-eating sha. If it is two types, so many dead souls are floating there, will it not eat it? No."

This time more than one person asked: "Why?"

"I said your Lan family..." Wei Wuxian couldn't help it anymore, "Let's teach less about the etiquette of Xianmen and the historical origin of the Xiuzhen family lineage, which is stinky and long to memorize, and teach more practical things. Can't you? There's something you don't understand. Dead souls are much easier to absorb than living souls. The body of a living person is a barrier, and if you want to eat a living soul, you must break this barrier. It's like..." He glanced at the side The flower donkey, panting and rolling his eyes, said, "It's like putting one apple in front of you and the other in a locked box, which one do you choose to eat? Of course the one in front of you! This thing only eats raw souls, And there is a way to eat it, very picky, and very powerful."

Lan Jingyi was shocked: "Is there any reason for this? Although I have never heard of it, it seems to be true! So you are really not a lunatic!"

Lan Sizhui said, "We all thought that the landslide and Tianlei split the coffin that led to the loss of the soul, so naturally we thought it was the soul-eating evil."

Wei Wuxian said, "Wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"The sequence is wrong, and the cause and effect are wrong. I ask you, which came before the landslide and the soul-eating incident, which is the cause and which is the effect?"

Without thinking: "The landslide comes first, and the soul eater comes after. The former is the cause, and the latter is the consequence."

"Completely wrong. It was the soul-eating first, and the landslide behind. The soul-eating is the cause, and the landslide was the fruit! On the night of the landslide, it suddenly rained, and the sky struck thunder, splitting a coffin, remember this. First place The lost soul, that lazy guy, who was trapped in the mountains for one night, married in the past few days."

"What's wrong?"

"It's not right anywhere! A pauper who is idle, where does the money come from to marry a big cao?"

Everyone was speechless, and it was no wonder that the Gusu Lan Clan was originally a family that did not consider such a problem. Wei WuXian added, "If you thoroughly investigate all the dead souls on Dafan Mountain, you will find that there is an old man's soul who was beaten to death by a head smash, and his shroud is extremely gorgeous. Wearing such a gorgeous shroud, his coffin will not It may be empty, and there must be a few coffins. The coffin that was split open by a thunderbolt was probably his, and the person who collected the bones later did not find the funeral objects, so they must have been taken away by the lazy man. That would explain his sudden lavishness."

"That lazy man suddenly got rich and got married after a night of landslides. Something unusual must have happened that night. It was raining that night, and he was hiding in the mountains. Where is the place to hide from the rain on Dafan Mountain? The Temple of the Goddess. And if ordinary people go to the shrine, there is one thing they must do.”

Lan Sizhui said, "Make a wish?"

"That's right. For example, let him have good luck, make a fortune, get married with money or something. The goddess fulfilled him, sent down thunder, split the grave, and let him see the treasure in the coffin. And his wish was fulfilled, as At the price, the goddess descended on his wedding night and sucked his soul away!"

Lan Jingyi: "It's all guesswork!"

Wei WuXian: "It's a guess. But if you keep guessing this way, everything can be explained."

Lan Sizhui: "How do you explain Miss Ah Yan?

Wei WuXian: "Good question. You should have asked before going up the mountain. Ah Rou just got married during those days. For all the girls who get married, they must have the same wish."

Lan Jingyi said ignorantly, "What wish?"

Wei WuXian said, "It's nothing more than, 'I hope my husband will love me and love me in this life, and only love me alone', and so on."

"How to achieve such a wish..."

Wei WuXian spread his hands and said, "It's very simple. As long as her husband's 'this life' ends immediately, wouldn't he count as 'only one person in his life'?"

Lan Jingyi suddenly realized and said excitedly: "Oh, oh! So, so, so after Miss Ayan got engaged, her husband was killed by a jackal in the mountains the next day, because it is very likely that Miss Ayan went to Tiannv Temple to make promises the day before. willing!"

Wei WuXian struck while the iron was hot: "Whether it was killed by a jackal in the mountains, it's hard to say. There is a special thing about Ah Rou, why is it that only her soul has returned among all the people? What's the difference between her and others? What's different? Yes, one of her relatives has lost her soul. Or, this relative has replaced her! Blacksmith Zheng is Ah Ro's father, a father who loves his daughter. When he sees that his daughter has lost his soul, medicine is useless, and he is helpless. , what can only be done?"

This time Lan Sizhui took it very quickly: "—he could only send his last hope to heaven. So he also went to the Temple of Heavenly Maiden to make a wish, 'I hope my daughter Ah Rou's soul will be found back'!"

Wei WuXian said, "Ruzi can be taught. That's why only A Yan's soul has returned, and it's also the reason why the third lost soul, Zheng Tiejiang, lost his soul. Although A Yan's soul was vomited out, because in the The soul-eating goddess has been sinking in the belly for a while, and it is inevitable that she will be damaged. After the soul returned to her place, she began to imitate the dance and even smile of the goddess statue involuntarily."

What these lost souls have in common is that it is possible to make a wish before the statue of the goddess. The price of a wish coming true is the soul.

This stone statue of the goddess was originally just an ordinary stone, but it happened to look like a human being. It has been enshrined for hundreds of years for no reason. But it is not greedy enough, and with a single thought, it wants to speed up the increase of mana by sucking the soul. The soul absorbed through the exchange of wishes is equivalent to the soul voluntarily given by the wisher. The two sides are fair and reasonable, and it seems reasonable to seek benevolence. Therefore, the pointer of the wind evil plate does not move, the summoning flag cannot be summoned, and the sword cannot be summoned. All the talismans are invalid, just because the things in Dafan Mountain are not monsters at all, they are gods, and they are a wild child god who has been worshipped by incense and enshrined for hundreds of years. To deal with it with the things that deal with ghosts and demons is equivalent to putting fire on fire!

Lan Jingyi said loudly, "Wait! But in the shrine just now, a monk was also sucked in his soul, and we didn't hear him make a wish!"

Wei WuXian stopped abruptly, "Someone's soul was sucked in at the shrine? You tell me the qíng form just now, word for word."

Lan Sizhui repeated it clearly and quickly, when he heard Jin Ling's words, "It's so smart, then I make a wish now that this soul-eating thing in Dafan Mountain will appear in front of me immediately, can it be done?" , Wei WuXian said, "Isn't this making a wish? This is making a wish!"

The other cultivators agreed with Jin Ling, and it was assumed that they all made the same wish. And the soul-eating goddess, right in front of them, this wish has been fulfilled, and then it is time to ask for a replacement.

Suddenly, the donkey stopped and ran in the opposite direction. Wei WuXian lifted it down again, and held on to the rope, only to hear a "crunching" and "snoring" chewing sound from the bushes in front of him.

An incomparably tall figure crouched in the bushes, with a huge head moving around on the ground, one person's abdomen, when he heard a strange noise, he raised his head suddenly, and met their eyes.

This soul-eating goddess originally had a blurry face, only about eyes, nose, ears, and mouth. After sucking the souls of several cultivators in one breath, she has transformed into a clear facial features. It is a smiling woman's face. With a torn arm, he was munching.

Everyone immediately retreated with Hua Donkey.

Lan SiZhui broke down and said, "That's not right! The Yiling Patriarch said that high-level people eat souls, and low-level people eat ròu!"

Wei Wuxian said helplessly, "What are you superstitious about, he's made a mess of his own stuff! No rules are set in stone, just think about it, a baby can only drink porridge, soup, and water when he has no teeth. Water, of course, once she grows up, she will want to eat ròu with her teeth. Now that her mana has soared, she naturally wants to eat ròu to try it out!"

The soul-eating goddess stood up from the ground, tall and big, using both hands and feet, dancing in ecstasy, seemingly very happy. Suddenly, an arrow roared, she hit her forehead, and the arrow went out from the back of her head. Hearing the sound of the string, Wei Wuxian followed the sound and looked, Jin Ling was standing on a high slope not far away, he had already attached the second feather arrow to the bow, and the string was fully drawn. The strength was so strong that the Soul Eater staggered back a few steps.

The hand is quite stable, and she is accurate, but unfortunately all the magic tools of the fairy door are useless to it!

Lan Sizhui shouted, "Young Master Jin! Send out your signal!"

Jin Ling turned a deaf ear and was determined to take down this monster. With a sullen face, he took three arrows at once. Being shot twice in the head, the soul-eating goddess was not bothered, she still had a smile on her face, and attacked Jin Ling. Although she walked and danced, her speed was terrifyingly fast, and the distance was shortened by half in an instant. A few cultivators flashed out, fighting with her, stumbling her footsteps. Jin Ling's arrows kept moving, and it seemed that he was determined to smash the feathered arrows first, and then fight the Soul Eater Goddess in close quarters.

Jiang Cheng and Lan Zhan were all waiting for news in Buddha's Foot Town, and they didn't know when they would notice the change and catch up. Water is needed to put out the fire, and the magic weapon of Xianmen will not work.

Wei WuXian pulled out Lan SiZhui's sword, chopped off a piece of thin bamboo, made a rough flute, brought it to his lips, and took a deep breath. The sharp flute sound was like a sharp arrow, piercing the night sky and going straight to the sky.

Unless it was a last resort, he should not have been summoned on such a large scale. But now, it doesn't matter what is summoned, as long as the suffocation is strong enough, the suffocation is strong enough, and it is enough to tear this soul-eating goddess to pieces!

Lan SiZhui was stunned, but Lan JingYi covered his ears and said, "It's already time, what flute are you still playing! What an ugly tone!"

Three or four of the monks who were fighting with the Soul Eater in the arena had already been sucked out of their souls. Jin Ling pulled out his sword and was less than two feet away from the Soul Eater. His heart was beating wildly, and blood was surging in his brain: "If I can't cut off her head with this sword, I'm going to die here - die or die!"

At this moment, there was a tinkling sound in the mountain forest of Dafan Mountain.

Jingle, Jingle. Fast, slow, and loud. Back in the silent mountain forest. It's as if chains hit each other and ropes drag the floor. Getting closer and louder.

For some reason, this voice gave people an extremely uneasy sense of threat. Even the Soul Eater Goddess stopped dancing, raised her arms, and stared blankly into the dark depths where the voice came.

Wei Wuxian put away his flute and looked at where he came from.

Although the ominous feeling in his heart is getting heavier and heavier, since he is willing to be summoned by him, at least he is willing to listen to his words.

The voice stopped abruptly, and a figure emerged from the darkness.

After seeing this figure and this face clearly, the faces of several monks were distorted.

Even in the face of the stone statue of the goddess that would suck their souls away at any time, this group of people did not flinch, nor did they show any timidity. However, at this moment, the voices they shouted were full of fear that could not be concealed.

"...'Ghost General', it's 'Ghost General', it's Wen Ning!"

The title "Ghost General", like the Yiling Patriarch, is notorious and notorious, and usually the two appear together.

The word only represents an object. It was under the seat of the ancestor of Yiling, Wei Ying, that the number one helped Zhou to be nüè, to make wind, to be a tiger, to turn the sky into the ground, and the murderous corpse that should have been crushed to ashes long ago, Wen Ning!

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Accidentally summoned the old subordinates.

In the next chapter, the kidnappers go home.

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Wen Ning lowered his head slightly and lowered his hands like a marionette waiting for the commander's orders.

His face was pale and handsome, even a little melancholy handsome. But because there are no pupils in the eyes, there are only a pair of dazzling dead whites, plus several black cracks that climbed from the neck to the cheeks, turning this melancholy into a terrifying yīn melancholy. The hem and cuffs of the robe were torn and ragged, revealing wrists that were the same color as his face, and were fastened with dark iron rings and chains, as were the ankles. That tinkling sound was made when he pulled the chain. Once still, everything is dead.

It's not hard to imagine why the cultivators present were terrified. Wei Wuxian was no more calm than the others, the shock in his heart was already over his head.

It's not that Wen Ning shouldn't appear here, but he shouldn't appear in this world! Long before the mass siege of Yiling Massacre, he should have been smashed to ashes. Otherwise, if Wen Ning was still serving under the patriarch of Yiling at that time, the encirclement and suppression would never have been possible, at least it would have never been easy to succeed like a child's play.

When Jin Ling heard Wen Ning's name being called out, Jin Ling involuntarily turned the direction of the sword that was facing the soul-eating goddess. Taking advantage of his distraction, the soul-eating goddess stretched her long arms joyfully and hung him up.

Seeing that she had opened her mouth and approached Jin Ling's face, Wei Wuxian couldn't care less about his heart shaking and raised his bamboo flute again. His hands were trembling a little, and the tone of the flute also trembled. In addition, the flute was made of rough workmanship, and the sound of the flute was hoarse and unpleasant. Wen Ning moved following the sound.

With this movement, he moved in front of the soul-eating goddess in the blink of an eye. Wen Ning slapped his hand, the soul-eating goddess's neck clacked, and her body didn't move, but her head was turned in a big circle by this palm, and her face was facing the original Is the direction of the back, still smiling. Wen Ning slashed with his bare hands again, and the right hand of the Soul Eater who captured Jin Ling was cut off.