Wei WuXian said, "That's what I see the same way. It took a lot of work to put the legs on another corpse and hide it in the wall. Obviously, I don't want to let the limbs be found. If that's the case, I wouldn't deliberately throw it away. Those who attack the Gusu Lan Sect with their left hand will definitely attract attention and investigation. One of them tried hard to hide, and the other shot rashly for fear of not being discovered, so they should not be the same group of people."

After he had said all the words, Lan Wangji seemed to have nothing to say, but he still said "um".

Wei WuXian said as he walked, "Those who hide their legs know that the Qinghe Nie Sect has a tradition of building sacrificial sword halls; while those who throw their left hands know the movements of the Gusu Lan Sect very well, I'm afraid it's not an easy way to get there. There are more and more things.”

Lan Wangji said, "One step at a time."

Wei WuXian asked, "How did you recognize me?"

Lan Wangji said, "Think about it yourself."

You ask one question and I answer it. It didn’t stop for a while, Wei Wuxian wanted to take this opportunity to entice Lan Wangji to blurt out the answer to the last question, but he still failed, so let’s give it up for now, we’ll fight again next time, and change the subject:” I've never been to Liyang, I asked about it before, but this time I'm being lazy, you can ask."

Lan Wangji turned around and left, Wei WuXian said, "Just stay and stay. Hanguang-kun, dare I ask you, where are you going?"

Lan Wangji turned his head and said, "Go to the Xianmen family in town here."

Wei WuXian grabbed his Jian Sui and pulled him back, "What are you doing to them? This is someone else's territory, and even if they know about it, they won't tell you. This kind of thing is either disgraceful or unwilling to let it go. Outsiders are chasing hands. Honorable Lord Hanguang, it's not someone Wei who smeared you. You can't do things without me. If you ask me like this, it would be strange if you can ask anything."

These words were a bit more blunt, but Lan Wangji's eyes were soft, and he said, "En."

Wei WuXian smiled, "Hmm, what's the matter, that's okay." But his stomach murmured happily, "I can only say 'um', and it's still boring!"

Lan Wangji said, "Then how do we inquire."

Wei Wuxian pointed to the side, "Of course we're going there."

He was referring to a wide long street. On both sides of the street, there are ostentatious guise hanging up and down, wrapped in bright red cloth towels, which is very eye-catching. Every shop opened wide, with round, dark jars placed from the inside to the outside of the shop, and a man holding a tray of small wine bowls and recommending himself to the passers-by.

The smell of spirits wafted all over the street, no wonder Wei Wuxian just walked slower and slower, and when he reached the street, he couldn't walk at all.

Wei WuXian said solemnly, "The guys in this kind of place are usually young, smart, diligent, and they have a lot of customers every day, so there's a lot of people talking about it. Any strange things going on nearby will definitely not escape their eyes and ears."

Lan Wangji's "hmm" had no objection, but "you just want to drink a bar" was written all over his face.

Wei WuXian just dragged his sword spikes and stepped into the restaurant street with golden eyes. Immediately there were five or six guys from different wine shops around, each one getting more and more excited: "Do you want to try it? The famous local Hejia Brewing!"

"Young master tasted this, just try it without money, and come back to the shop when you're happy."

"This wine doesn't smell strong, and it's full of energy to drink!"

"You can still stand after drinking, my surname is yours!!!"

Hearing this, Wei WuXian said, "Okay!" He took the wine bowl that the short, bright-voiced guy was holding, raised his head and drank it all, showing him the empty bowl with a smile, and said, "My last name is my name. ?"

The guy raised his head and said, "I'm talking about drinking a jar!"

Wei WuXian said, "Then give me - three altars."

The guy was overjoyed and rushed back to the store. Wei WuXian said to Lan WangJi, "As for business, do business first, then talk about other things. Once the business is done, it will be easier to open your mouth."

Lan WangJi took out the money to check out.

The two entered the store, and there were wooden tables and wooden chairs for the drinkers to rest and chat. The other guy inside saw that Lan Wangji's clothes were terrifying, and he didn't dare to neglect. Wei WuXian had two jars at his feet, and one jar in his hand. After chatting with the guy, he got to the point and asked about the strange thing here. The guy was also talkative, rubbing his hands and asking, "What kind of weird thing?"

"Haunted houses, deserted tombs, dismembered corpses, and so on."

The guy's eyes rolled: "Oh... what are you guys? You and him."

Wei WuXian said, "Didn't you already guess it?"

The guy said clearly: "That's it. Good guess, the two of you must be the kind of people from some aristocratic family who fly around in the clouds. Especially the one next to you, I have never seen such...so... "

Wei WuXian smiled, "Such a beautiful person."

The guy hahaha said: "What you said, this young man is not happy. It's weird, right? But it's not now, it's ten years ago. You go this way, go out of the city, and walk again. Two or three miles away, I saw a beautifully built mansion, Chang Zhai, that's it."

"What happened to the house?"

"What is the massacre of the family!" The man said: "You asked, of course I picked up the strangest of the monsters and said. The whole family died. I heard that they were all scared to death!"

Hearing this, Lan Wangji was thoughtful, as if he had remembered something. Wei Wuxian didn't have time to pay attention, he was able to frighten the whole family to death, this is a very cruel and terrifying evil spirit. Not all families have unavoidable difficulties like Qinghe Nie Sect. Ordinary cultivators would not tolerate such things appearing in their realm.

"some."

"How did they cope?"

"Deal?" The guy put the rag on his shoulders and sat down, "You know, this gentleman, what is the surname of the immortal cultivator who was stationed in Liyang before? It's just Chang. The one who died is theirs! Everyone is dead, who else will deal with it?"

The Chang family that was exterminated was the cultivator family stationed here?!

Although Wei Wuxian had never heard of the Liyang Chang clan, this must not be a noble family from the Immortal Sect, but the destruction of a Xuanmen clan was definitely a very important and appalling event. He then asked, "How did the Chang family get wiped out?"

The guy said: "I heard it too. That Chang family, one night, there was a sudden sound of knocking on the door from their house."

Wei Wuxian: "Clap on the door?"

"Yes! There was a loud banging sound. There was screaming and crying inside, as if everyone was locked in and couldn't get out. That's weird, isn't it? The door latches from the inside, the people inside you. If you want to go out, just open it directly. What's wrong with slamming the door? You can't do anything if you pat the people outside the door. Besides, if you can't get out of the door, won't you climb over the wall?

"The people outside kept murmured in their hearts. Everyone in this area knows that the Chang family is a great local family, a cultivator. Their master, let's call it Chang Ping, it seems that there is a sword that can fly, let him fly on it! If it is inside If something really happened, even his own family couldn't get it right. Other ordinary people moved up. Isn't this courting death. So no one took a ladder or climbed over the wall to look inside.

"After a night like this, the howling inside became smaller and smaller. The next day, as soon as the sun came out, the door of Chang's house opened by itself.

"In the whole house, more than a dozen masters, men and women, and more than 50 domestic servants, sitting, squatting, spitting, were all scared to death."

The liquor store owner turned around and scolded: "You're going to die! Don't talk about old and dead things."

Wei WuXian said, "Five more altars." Lan Wangji paid ten altars, and the boss turned around with a smile on his face.

Wei Wuxian said, "Go on."

The man had no worries, and tried his best to say, "Since then, for a long time, if pedestrians are walking around Chang's house at night, they can hear the door slamming from inside at night.

"You think they're the kind of people who climb the clouds and drive the fog to cultivate immortals and fight monsters. They have seen a lot of ghosts and monsters, and they can all be scared to death. That's how scary things. If you walk a lot at night, you will always encounter ghosts. Even after the burial, the sound of pa pa pa pa coffin can be heard in the cemetery! Only the owner of their family, Chang Ping, went out and didn't come back and escaped the disaster."

Wei Wuxian listened carefully to every sentence, remembered every sentence clearly, and immediately said, "Hold on. Didn't you say, 'The whole family is dead'?"

☆、Chapter 29

The guy said: "It's all dead. I said escaped, it's only temporary. A few years later, the owner Chang Ping, and a few people he took with him when he went out, are still dead. This time , the death is even more frightening, it was killed by someone with a sword Lingchi! What is Lingchi's way of death, that is, take a knife and a sword, and slash at people one at a time, until the ròu is cut off and only the bones are left..."

Of course, Wei Wuxian didn't know what Ling Chi was. If he wanted to write a book called "Thousands of Miserable Deaths", no one was more qualified to write it than him. He raised his hand and said, "I understand. Brother, you know that. I don't know why the Chang family was destroyed?"

The man said: "I heard that it was deliberately designed to offend someone who shouldn't be offended. That's for sure! Otherwise, a group of big living people, or big living people who can cultivate immortals, how can they not escape? Definitely It was trapped by something or someone."

The owner of the wine shop was afraid that they would not have a good chat, so he brought two small plates of peanuts and melon seeds. Wei Wuxian nodded his thanks and continued to ask, "Did you find out what or who it is?"

The guy haha ​​said: "Young master, isn't that a joke? About the group of uncles flying around in the sky, how do we know how to make a living in this mess, you are all cultivators, you should know better than me. I only heard vaguely, it seems that I offended someone who shouldn't be offended! Anyway, since then, no one cares about the monsters and ghosts in this area of ​​Yueyang."

"People who shouldn't be offended..."

"Not bad, not bad." The guy ate two peanuts: "The kindness and grievance of these noble families are also very complicated! I thought that the Chang family must have been revenge by the rest of the cultivators. It's not common to kill people and win treasures. Those It's written in the storytellers and in the Romance of Legends. However, although I don't know who it is, it seems to be related to a famous big devil."

Wei WuXian smiled and brought the wine bowl to his lips, "I guess, you don't know who this big devil is?"

The guy laughed: "You're wrong. I know this, it seems to be called...Old monster...Oh, Patriarch, Patriarch of Yiling!"

Wei Wuxian choked for a moment, then spit out a bunch of bubbles in the wine bowl: "...what?"

It's him again?!

The guy said with certainty: "Yes, that's right! The surname is Wei, and it seems that Wei Wuqian is called Wei Wuqian. When I mention him, I feel both hate and fear!"

"..." Wei Wuxian pondered over and over again, and was convinced of two points. First, he never came to Liyang before his death; second, not one of the people he killed was killed by Ling Chi. He felt absurd, and turned to look at Lan Wangji, as if to ask him for an explanation.

Lan Wangji waited for him for a long time, and said, "Let's go."

Looking at his expression, Wei Wuxian immediately understood that Lan Wangji had something to say about it, and it was inconvenient to say it in front of others at the restaurant. He got up and said, "Let's go first, settle the bill...Is it settled? Little brother, let's put the wine we bought with you first, and then come back and drink it again."

The guy has already eaten half the plate of peanuts: "How can it be! The shop is innocent. You can rest assured that it is here, and we will not close the shop until you come back. Hey, two young masters, are you going to Changzhai now? Wow? Wow, it's amazing, I've never been there before! I only dare to look at it from a distance, are you two going in? What are you going to do?"

Wei WuXian said, "We also just took a sneak peek from afar."

This young fellow is very active and very familiar. After talking for a while, he will not be regarded as an outsider, and he will come over to take Wei Wuxian's shoulder: "Are you two working so hard? Do you earn a lot? It must be a lot. Well! So decent..."

He babbled, suddenly closed his mouth, looked over there in shock, and whispered: "Master, the person next to you... why are you staring at me?"

Wei Wuxian followed his gaze, just in time to see Lan Wangji turn his head to stand up and walk out of the restaurant. He said: "Oh, he, he has been taught strictly since he was a child, and he doesn't like to see people hooking their shoulders in front of him. Isn't it a bit strange?"

The guy took his hand back angrily, and said in a low voice, "It's weird. Look at his eyes, it's like my wife is his wife..."

With Lan WangJi's ear, it was absolutely impossible to keep the voice down so that he couldn't hear it. Wei WuXian couldn't help but laugh until he was hurt, and said to the man, "I've finished drinking a jar."

Buddy: "What?"

Wei Wuxian pointed to himself, "Stand."

The little guy just remembered what he said, "I can still stand with your surname after drinking", and hurriedly said: "Oh oh... oh oh! This is... amazing! It's not me, this is my first Once I saw that I had finished drinking a jar and stood firm and my tongue was not knotted. What's your surname?"

Wei WuXian said, "I..." After thinking about the "Wei Wuqian" this guy said just now, he twitched the corners of his mouth and answered calmly, "The last name is Lan."

The guy is also cheeky, and said loudly without changing his face: "Yes, from today onwards, my surname is Lan!"

Under the bright red wine towel, Lan WangJi's back seemed to be less stable for a moment. Wei Wuxian grinned wickedly, walked up with his hands behind his back, and patted him on the shoulder, "Thank you for your kindness in billing. I asked him to take your surname."

Out of the city, the two walked in the direction the guy pointed. There were fewer pedestrians and more trees, and Wei WuXian asked, "Why didn't you let me keep asking?"

Lan Wangji said, "I suddenly remembered that I have heard about the matter of the Yueyang Chang Clan. So I don't need to ask again."

Wei WuXian said, "Before you tell me, let me ask you something. What, it's not me who killed the Chang family, right?"

It's not that he came to kill the whole family and he still remembers it!

Fortunately, Lan Wangji said, "No."

That's just hearsay, spread the truth. Wei WuXian felt a little depressed, as if he had returned to a certain period of his life when everyone shouted and beaten, and he was not as good as a mouse. Any bad thing could be counted as his share, and a bucket of shit would be put on his head. It is no exaggeration to say that the grandson of the old man next door lost two kilograms without food.

Unexpectedly, Lan WangJi said again: "It wasn't you who killed it, but it has something to do with you."

Wei WuXian asked, "What's the connection?"

Lan Wangji said: "There are two connections. First, there is a person involved in this matter, and this person has quite a relationship with your mother."