Lan Wangji: "...It's still far away, why are you hiding?"

Wei WuXian said, "First, first, first, first, first, first, first, hide. Where is it? Where is it?!"

Lan Wangji listened for a moment, then said, "It's Jin Ling's black-maned spirit dog."

Hearing this, Wei Wuxian stood up, and was squatted down by the dog bark again, Lan Wangji said, "The spirit dog barks wildly, something must have happened."

Wei Wuxian complained and stood up again, "Let's go and have a look. Go and have a look."

Lan Wangji didn't move a step, Wei WuXian said, "HanGuang-Jun, move, move!" He didn't move, and he didn't dare to move.

Lan Wangji was silent for a moment before saying, "You... let go first."

The two tugged and stumbled, following the bark of the dog all the way, but made two laps in the cedar forest. The barking of the black-maned spirit dog also came near and far. Wei Wuxian listened to the dog barking for a long time, and reluctantly got used to it, at least he stopped stammering: "Is there a maze here?"

This maze was clearly created by man, and just now he said that the rumors of Xingluling were all chasing the wind, but now it is a bit interesting.

The formation was not difficult to decipher, Lan WangJi walked out immediately after discovering the mechanism. At this time, the black-maned spirit dog had roared for half a column of incense, still full of energy, and followed the sound. After a while, the outline of a forest stone castle appeared in the cedar forest.

This building is made of gray-white stones, and the surface is covered with vines and fallen leaves.

In Xingluling, there is actually a stone castle. It seems that the rumors are not empty. But it is hard to say whether this is a "man-eating castle" and what is in it.

Jin Ling's black-maned spirit dog was on the periphery of the stone castle group, running around it, sometimes whistling softly, sometimes loudly. Seeing Lan Wangji approaching, although Wei Lu timidly backed away, he didn't run away. Instead, he shouted at them even louder, and then looked at the stone castle, his front claws were digging a hole on the ground, and the mud flew up, anxious. Uneasy. Wei WuXian hid behind Lan WangJi and said bitterly, "Why hasn't it left... Where is its owner? Why is the owner gone?!"

Since hearing the barking of the dog, until now, he has not heard any sound from Jin Ling, nor has he seen his figure. If he was in distress, no cry for help was heard. He must have brought this black-maned spirit dog, and it must have broken the maze, and a living person seemed to have just disappeared.

Lan Wangji said, "Go in and have a look."

Wei WuXian said, "How do I get in? There's no door."

Really no way. The gray-white stones were tightly sealed, leaving no doors and windows. The black-maned spirit dog jumped up and seemed to want to bite Lan Wangji's clothes, but when he got close, he didn't dare, so he went around and bit Wei Wuxian's clothes, dragging him out.

Wei Wuxian's soul is about to leave his body: "Lan Zhan...Lan Zhanlan...Lan Zhanlan Zhanlanzhan!!!"

The black-maned spirit dog dragged Wei Wuxian, Wei Wuxian dragged Lan Wangji, and a dog dragged the two and spared them for half a circle, and went around behind the stone castle. There is actually a mouth that is close to the height of a person. The shape is not neat, and the ground is full of large and small gravel, which is obviously just blown open by someone with a bào force tool. The inside of dòng's mouth was dark, he couldn't see clearly, and there seemed to be a faint red light. The black-maned spirit dog let go of his mouth, barked wildly at the inside, and wagged his tail wildly at the two of them. Needless to say, Jin Ling must have broken through this stone fort with qiáng strength, but after entering, something unexpected happened.

Bichen automatically unsheathed for half an inch, and the blade emitted an icy pale blue halo, illuminating the dark road ahead. Lan Wangji bent over and entered it first. Wei Wuxian was driven mad by that dog, so he rushed in and nearly collided with him. Lan Wangji held his hand, not knowing whether to blame or helpless, shook his head.

The black-maned spirit dog clearly wanted to follow, and tried to rush in, but it seemed to be blocked by some kind of force, and it couldn't break through this barrier anyway, so it had to sit down at the mouth, wagging its tail more and more frantically. Wei WuXian was so happy that he almost knelt down for it, withdrew his hand, and took a few steps in, the cold blue sword light was lined with cold white by the surrounding black.

The trees on Xinglu Ridge are tall and deep, and it is very cool, but the interior of this stone castle is even cooler than it is. Wei WuXian went into battle in light clothes, his sleeves and vest were smoky, and the cold sweat that had just been frightened by the black-maned spirit dog was gone. The light in the mouth has long since disappeared like a candle extinguished. The further you go in, the wider and darker it becomes.

The top of the stone fort was round, Wei Wuxian kicked the gravel beside his feet, and could hear a slight echo.

He finally couldn't help it, stopped, pressed his right hand on the sun, and frowned slightly.

Lan WangJi turned his head and said, "How?"

Wei WuXian said, "...It's so noisy."

Inside the stone castle, there was silence, as still as a tomb. It was also very much like a tomb.

But in Wei Wuxian's ears, at this moment, they were already surrounded by noise.

The author has something to say: I'll have to catch the bugs later. wanted to catch the bug in front of me just now, but Jinjiang refused, saying that the article did not pass the review _(:з)∠)_ If you see it, please update the prompt and don't care.

☆, Yang Yang fifth 4

The noise came from all directions.

Front, back, left and right, above the head and below the feet, like a sea of ​​whispering oceans, each and every one, laughing and giggling. There are men and women, old and young, big and small, Wei Wuxian can even hear some scattered words, but they are fleeting, making him unable to catch the exact words.

Because it is too noisy.

Wei Wuxian continued to press on the sun with one hand, and with the other hand he took out a wind evil dish that could fit in the palm of his hand. The pointer of the Fengxie disk trembled and circled twice, the faster it circled, and after a while, it began to turn frantically!

Last time, it was strange that Feng Xiepan couldn't point out the direction on Dafan Mountain. But this time it actually rotates automatically and doesn't stop for a moment. This qíng shape is even more incredible than the motionless pointer. Wei Wuxian's ominous shadow grew stronger and stronger, and he shouted, "Jin Ling!"

The two had been walking in the stone castle for a while, but they didn't see any trace of a living person. Wei Wuxian shouted a few times, but there was no answer. The first few stone chambers were empty, but after walking deep, suddenly there was a dark coffin in the center of a stone chamber.

This coffin is placed here, very abruptly. But the whole body of the coffin is dark and dark, and the shape of the coffin is very beautiful. Wei WuXian patted it, the wood was solid, and the sound was loud, "Good coffin."

Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian stood on both sides of it, looked at each other, stretched out their hands at the same time, and opened the lid of the coffin.

The moment the coffin lid was opened, the surrounding noise suddenly multiplied, and the cháo water drowned Wei Wuxian's hearing. It was as if they had been peeped at by countless pairs of eyes before. The owners of these eyes were quietly monitoring and discussing their words and deeds. When they saw that they were about to open the coffin, they suddenly became excited. Wei WuXian had imagined dozens of possibilities, and he was prepared to deal with the foul smell, the protruding claws, the violent spray of poisonous water, the scattering of poisonous smoke, the resentful spirits, etc. What he wanted most was to see Jin Ling. However, nothing happened, nothing happened.

This turned out to be an empty coffin.

Wei Wuxian was a little surprised, but also a little disappointed that Jin Ling wasn't trapped here. Lan WangJi got closer again, Bichen automatically unsheathed a few inches, the cold light shining brightly, illuminating the bottom of the coffin. Only then did he realize that there was nothing in the coffin. It's just that the contents inside are much smaller than the corpse he expected, hidden in the deepest part of the bottom of the coffin.

In the coffin lay a long knife.

This knife has no sheath, and the handle seems to be made of huáng gold. It looks heavy and heavy. The blade is slender and sharp. It rests on a layer of red cloth at the bottom of the coffin, reflecting the color of blood. gas.

There was no body in the coffin, but a knife. This stone fort on Xinglu Ridge is really strange everywhere, and every step of the way reveals strangeness. The two closed the lid of the coffin and continued to walk inside. There was a coffin like this in each stone chamber. Looking at the texture of the coffin, the ages were different, and in each coffin, there was a long knife.

Until the last room, there was still no trace of Jin Ling. Wei Wuxian closed the lid of the coffin, feeling a little restless in his heart. Lan Wangji saw him walking around with a frown and hands behind his back. He placed the guqin on the coffin, he pondered for a while, raised his hand, and a string of string sounds flowed from his fingers.

He only played a short paragraph, and then withdrew his right hand from the top of the violin, staring at the still vibrating strings.

Suddenly, the strings vibrated, and a sound came out spontaneously.

Wei WuXian asked, "Ask the Spirit?"

"Ask the Spirit" is a famous song composed by the ancestors of the Lan clan in Gusu. The player plays the question with the sound of the qin, and questions the deceased, and the echo of the deceased will be transformed into the rhythm by "Asking Spirit", which will be reflected on the strings. The strings moved spontaneously, indicating that Lan Wangji had invited one of the dead souls in this stone castle. Next, the two sides should have a question and answer in Qin language.

Qin Yu is the secret skill of the Gusu Lan Sect. Although Wei Wuxian has a wide range of skills, he will never be able to reach it. He whispered: "Ask where it is and who built it."

Lan Wangji jīng asked Lingqin language, without thinking, just two or three clear voices. After a while, the strings automatically strummed twice. Wei Wuxian asked, "What did it say?"

Lan Wangji said, "I don't know."

Wei Wuxian: "Huh?"

Lan Wangji said slowly, "It said, 'I don't know'."

"..." Wei Wuxian looked at him, suddenly remembered a conversation related to "casual" many years ago, touched his nose, the boss was bored, and thought, "Lan Zhan is too talented, he has learned to tell jokes. "

As soon as the question failed, Lan WangJi played another sentence. When the strings responded again, it was the two clanging tones just now. Wei Wuxian heard that the answer this time was "I don't know" again, and asked, "What are you asking about it again?"

Lan Wangji said, "Why did you die?"

Wei WuXian said, "If you were accidentally assassinated, you might not know why you died. You might as well ask it if you know who killed it."

Lan Wangji raised his hand and plucked the strings. However, the echoes were still clanging twice - "I don't know".

As a soul imprisoned here, one doesn't know where this place is, two doesn't know why he died, and three doesn't know who killed it. This is the first time Wei Wuxian has encountered such a deceased person who asks three questions. He thought about it and said: "Then change it to another. You ask if it is a male or a female. It will never know this."

Encouraged by him, Lan WangJi followed his words. After he withdrew his hand, the other string slammed vigorously, and Lan Wangji translated, "Male."

Wei WuXian said, "I finally know something. Then, did a boy of fifteen or sixteen enter this place?"

Answer: "Yes."

Wei Wuxian asked again, "Where is he now?"

The strings paused before giving a response, but Lan Wangji was slightly startled when he heard it. Wei WuXian asked, "What? What did he say?"

Lan WangJi said slowly, "He said, 'It's here'."

Wei Wuxian froze. "Here" should be referring to this stone fort, but they just searched and didn't see Jin Ling. Wei WuXian said, "He can't lie, can he?"

Lan Wangji said, "I'm here, I can't."

Also, the inquirer is Hanguang-Jun, so Lai Ling can't lie and can only answer truthfully. Wei Wuxian rummaged around in this stone room to see if there was any secret passage that he had missed. Lan Wangji pondered for a moment, and then asked two more paragraphs. After getting the answer, his expression changed slightly. Seeing this, Wei Wuxian hurriedly asked, "What are you asking again?"

Lan Wangji said, "How old are you, where are you?"

Both of these questions were testing the details of Lai Ling's identity, and Wei Wuxian knew that he must have gotten an unusual answer: "How?"

Lan Wangji said, "Sixteen years old, from Lanling."

Wei Wuxian's expression changed suddenly.

The soul invited by "Ask Ling" turned out to be Jin Ling?!

He hurriedly listened carefully. In the overwhelming noise, he seemed to be able to hear Jin Ling's faint shouts, but he couldn't really hear it.

Lan Wangji continued to ask, Wei Wuxian knew that he must be asking about the exact location, staring at the strings, waiting for Jin Ling's answer.

This time the response was longer. After listening to Lan Wangji, he frowned slightly and said, "He told you to stand on the spot, facing the southwest, and listen to the sound of the strings. Ring once and take a step forward. When the sound of the piano stopped, He is right in front of you."

Wei Wuxian turned to the southwest without saying a word. There were seven string sounds behind him, and he took seven steps forward. However, there was always nothing ahead.

The sound of the piano continued, but the interval was getting longer and longer, and he was walking slower and slower. One more step, two steps, three steps... until the sixth step, the sound of the piano finally fell silent and no longer sounded.

In front of him, there is only a wall.

This wall is made of gray-white stone bricks, and the blocks are tightly closed without fèng. Wei Wuxian turned around and said, "...he's in the wall?!"

Bichen came out of the sheath, four blue light flashed, and the wall was cut into a neat well-shaped shape. The two stepped forward and started to dismantle the bricks. After removing a few stone bricks, a large piece of black soil came out.

It turned out that the walls of this stone castle were made of two layers, and the two layers of solid stone bricks were filled with soil. Wei Wuxian dug down a large piece of soil with his bare hands, and in the middle of the dark mud, he dug out a face with his eyes closed.

It was the missing Jin Ling!

Jin Ling's face was originally not in the soil, but when it was exposed, air suddenly poured into his nose and nose, and he immediately coughed and inhaled. Wei Wuxian finally let go of his heart when he saw that he was still alive. Jin Ling's life is really hanging by a thread, otherwise he would not have been captured by "Ask the Spirit" who was about to leave the body. Fortunately, he wasn't buried in the wall for a long time, otherwise he would have suffocated to death if he dragged on for a while longer.

The two were busy digging him out of the wall. Who would have guessed that they pulled out the radish and brought out the mud. At the moment when Jin Ling's upper body was unearthed, the long sword on his back hooked out something else.

A bone-like arm!

Lan WangJi placed Jin Lingping on the ground and tried his pulse to treat him. Wei WuXian picked up Bichen's scabbard, and followed the bone arm to stab and plane skillfully in the soil. Not long after, a complete skeleton appeared in front of him.

This skeleton was the same as Jin Ling just now. It was buried in the wall in a standing position. The pale bones and the dark soil were in stark and dazzling contrast. Wei Wuxian rummaged through the soil, dismantled a few bricks on the side, and stirred, and sure enough, he found another bone shelf nearby.

And this one is not completely rotten, there is still skin attached to the bones, there are long black and unkempt hair on the skull cover, the broken clothes are water red, and it can be seen that it is a woman. She is not standing, her frame is bent. The reason for bending over was because there was a corpse next to her leg, which was squatting.

Wei Wuxian stopped digging, he stepped back, the noise in his ears was as turbulent and wanton as cháo water.

He was almost certain.I am afraid that the thick walls of this entire stone castle are filled with the bones of people in different postures.

Overhead, soles, southeast, northwest; standing, sitting, lying, squatting...

What the hell is this place?!

The author has something to say: I want to change the copywriting from taking children to beating children!!!!

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