Hearing this, everyone was silent for a while. Wei WuXian said, "The demon fog is weird."

Due to the fog in the east of Shu, they didn't see the white fog in the city at first. Now, it seems that this is probably not a natural fog.

Lan Jingyi said in shock, "It won't be poisonous, will it?!"

Wei WuXian said, "There should be no poison. We've all been inside for so long, and we're still alive."

Jin Ling said, "I brought the fairy here if I knew earlier. It's all your fault for that dead donkey."

Lan Jingyi said, "We haven't blamed your dog yet! It bit first, and was kicked right by the flower donkey. Who's to blame? Anyway, neither of the two can move now."

Wei WuXian said, "What?! My little apple was bitten by a dog?!"

Jin Ling: "Can that donkey be compared to my spirit dog? What is a little apple?!"

Wei WuXian: "My donkey. Why did you take it down the mountain to hunt at night? And it hurt?!"

Lan Sizhui: "Well... I'm sorry Young Master Mo. Your little Ping... The donkey is making noise every day in Yunshen. The seniors have been complaining for a long time. Let us go down the mountain for night hunting this time, and we must drive it away, so We will then……"

Jin Ling: "Answer me, what is a little apple? You gave the donkey such a name?"

Lan Jingyi: "What's wrong with Little Apple? It likes to eat apples, so it's called Little Apple. This name is eighteen streets better than if you raise a fat dog and call it Fairy."

Suddenly, there was silence.

After a long while, Wei WuXian asked, "Is there anyone else here?"

There are "uuuu" and "uuuu" nearby, indicating that they are all there. Lan Wangji said coldly, "Noisy."

Even once xing banned everyone. Wei Wuxian couldn't help touching his lips, feeling very lucky.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from the white fog in front of the left.

The sound of footsteps stopped, and it was extremely cumbersome. Immediately afterwards, the same sound came from the front, right front, side, and back. Although the fog was too thick to see the shadow, the rancid smell had already drifted over.

Wei WuXian naturally wouldn't take a few walking corpses to heart, so he whistle softly, and the final sound slipped, implying reprimand. Those walking corpses behind the fog heard the whistle, and really stopped.

Who knows, the next moment, they suddenly rushed over!

Wei WuXian never expected that the reprimands not only didn't work, but also stimulated them. It is absolutely impossible for him to confuse the two different commands "repel" and "stimulate"!

However, it was too late to think about it now. Seven or eight crooked figures appeared in the white mist. With the concentration of white fog in Yicheng, they can see their figures, which means that they are very close!

Bichen's ice-blue sword glow broke out of the white mist, surrounded the crowd, and flew a sharp circle in the air, cutting off several walking corpses, and immediately retracted them into their sheaths. Wei Wuxian breathed a sigh of relief, and Lan Wangji whispered, "Why?"

Wei WuXian was also thinking about why, "Why can't the sentry order drive these corpses away? They walk slowly and have a rancid smell, they are definitely not high-level murderous corpses. I should clapp my hands to scare them away. Saying that my sentinel suddenly failed, this is absolutely impossible, and it is not driven by spiritual power. This has never happened before..."

Suddenly, he thought of something, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his back.

No, it's not "this kind of situation has never happened before".

In fact, it has happened, and more than once. There is a kind of ferocious corpse and evil spirit that he really cannot control or drive away.

That is—the ferocious corpse and evil spirit already under the control of the yīn tiger talisman!

Although this idea is terrifying, and the situation it represents is very serious, people are very reluctant to admit and accept it, but it is indeed the most reasonable explanation. After all, there are people who can restore half of the yīn tiger talisman. Although it is said that it has been cleaned up, who knows who the yīn tiger talisman restored by him will fall into?

Lan Wangji seemed to lift the ban on everyone. Lan Sizhui could speak again: "Hanguang-Jun, isn't the situation very dangerous? Should we leave the city immediately? However, the fog is thick, the road can't be passed, and we can't fly out..."

A disciple of an aristocratic family said: "It seems that there is another walking corpse!"

"Where? I didn't hear footsteps?"

"I seem to have heard a strange breathing sound..." The young man realized how ridiculous he had said before he finished speaking, and shut up embarrassingly, the other young man said: "I really convinced you. The breathing sound, the walking corpse is Dead people, how can there be breathing noises!"

Before he finished speaking, another stout figure bumped into him.

Bichen unsheathed again, and after passing silently, the shadow's head and body were separated. At the same time, there was a strange "pop" sound, and several children from aristocratic families who were close to each other screamed in surprise. Wei Wuxian worried that they would be injured, and hurriedly said, "What's wrong?"

Lan Jingyi said, "That walking corpse seems to be sprayed with something. It looks like some kind of powder. It's bitter, sweet, and fishy!" He was just about to say nonsense when the walking corpse was sprayed with powder. Less dust, regardless of manners, "Bah" several times in a row. The thing sprayed from the body of the walking corpse is no small matter, the powder must still be in the air, if you approach it rashly and inhale it, it will be more difficult than getting it into your mouth. Wei WuXian said, "You all stay away from that place! Hurry up and let me see."

Lan Jingyi said, "Oh. But I can't see you, where are you?"

This can't see five fingers, it's hard to walk. Wei WuXian remembered that every time Bichen was unsheathed, its sword light could penetrate the white fog, and turned to Lan Wangji beside him, "Hanguang-kun, draw your sword and let him come over."

Lan WangJi was standing beside him, but he didn't answer or move.

Suddenly, seven steps away, a clear icy blue sword light lit up.

...where is Lan Wangji?!

Then who is the man on his left who has been standing silent all the time?!

Suddenly, Wei Wuxian's eyes turned black, and a black face came over from the front.

The reason why it is black is because this face is covered with a thick layer of black mist!

The fog-faced man reached out and grabbed the evil-sealing Qiankun bag hanging from his waist. As soon as he grabbed it, the Qiankun bag suddenly swelled, the knot broke, and three tangled and resentful evil spirits burst out. Hit him face to face!

Wei WuXian smiled and said, "Do you want to snatch the bag of evil spirits? Then your eyes are not good, so what are you doing with my spirit-locking bag!"

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji have been keeping an eye out since the last time the Liyang Chang Clan cemetery snatched the gravedigger's newly acquired body and let him go home, guessing that he would definitely not give up and wait for an opportunity to appear at any time. snatch. Sure enough, when they entered Yicheng, the gravedigger wanted to take advantage of the fog and the crowd. He did get it, but Wei Wuxian had already dropped the Evil Sealing Universe Bag and the Soul Locking Bag that contained his left arm.

"Zheng", the opposite direction crossed backwards and pulled out the sword. Immediately, the evil spirits screamed with resentment, as if they were smashed into pieces by his sword. Wei WuXian thought to himself, "Sure enough, he's a high-level person!"

He shouted: "Hanguang-Jun, here comes the grave digger!"

No need to remind, Lan WangJi knew just by listening to the sudden change, and suddenly responded, Bichen, who was flying away with a sharp sword energy like a shuttle, replied.

At this time, it is not optimistic. The gravedigger's sword was covered with a layer of black mist, and the sword light couldn't penetrate it, and it was well concealed in the white mist. Lan WangJi's Bichen Jianguang was unstoppable. He is in the open, the enemy is in the dark, and the opponent's cultivation base is not low, and he is also familiar with the swordsmanship of the Gusu Lan Clan. It was also a blind fight in the fog, he could have no scruples, but Lan Wangji had to be careful not to accidentally hurt himself, which was a huge disadvantage. Wei Wuxian heard the sound of the blade a few times, and blurted out, "Lan Zhan? Are you injured?!"

There was a soft groan in the distance, as if he had been injured in a critical place. It was obviously not Lan Wangji's voice.

Lan Wangji said, "How is that possible."

Wei Wuxian laughed, "Yes!"

The man seemed to sneer and fight again. The light of Bichen and the sound of the swords clashing were getting farther and farther away. Wei Wuxian knew that Lan Wangji would not accidentally hurt them, so he deliberately diverted him from the battlefield. He must capture this person and find out what happened. He went to deal with the gravedigger, and the rest was naturally for himself. He turned around and said, "What about the person who inhaled the powder?"

Lan SiZhui said, "They can't stand a bit!"

Wei WuXian said, "Come to the center and report the number."

Fortunately, a wave of walking corpses was resolved, and a gravedigger was distracted, and nothing else came to harass him. The sound of the bamboo pole knocking on the ground did not make trouble. The rest of the aristocratic family members gathered together and counted the number of people. There was a lot. Wei Wuxian took Lan Jingyi and touched his forehead, it was a little burning. The same was true for the other teenagers who had inhaled the dust from the walking corpse. Rolling up their eyelids, he said, "Put out your tongue, ah."

Lan Jingyi: "Ah."

Wei Wuxian: "Mm. Congratulations, I was poisoned by a corpse."

Jin Ling: "What's there to congratulate?!"

Wei WuXian said, "It's also a kind of life experience, and it's time to talk about it."

The cause of the corpse poison is usually being bitten by the corpse, or the wound is contaminated with the necrotic blood of the corpse. Immortal cultivators seldom let walking corpses close to their side to grab and bite, and rarely get poisoned by this kind of poison. Everyone turned over the medicine pills carried in the Qiankun bag, and it happened that no one brought the medicine for the treatment of corpse poison, they were all medicines to restore vitality and heal wounds. Lan SiZhui said worriedly, "Young Master Mo, will something happen to them?"

Wei WuXian said, "It's all right now, it won't save you when the blood flows all over the body and flows into the heart."

Lan SiZhui said, "Will... what will happen?"

Wei WuXian said, "Whatever the corpse is, you can do it. If it's good, it will rot and stink. If it's bad, it will turn into a long-haired zombie. From now on, it can only jump away."

The poisoned children of the aristocratic family all gasped.

Wei WuXian said, "You want to treat it, right?"

Nodding vigorously, Wei WuXian said, "If you want to get rid of it, listen carefully. From now on, everyone will obey me, everyone should listen."

Although some of these youngsters don't know him yet, but seeing that this person is worthy of Hanguang-Jun's generation, close to him, and can even call him by his first name, plus he is in a city of righteousness filled with ghosts and ghosts. Now that he has been poisoned again, he has a fever, and Wei Wuxian always speaks with an inexplicable confidence that he is not worried about anything.

Wei WuXian took an inch, "Just do whatever you want, don't disobey. Do you understand?"

"clear!"

Wei WuXian clapped his hands and said, "Get up. Those who are not poisoned carry the poisoned ones on their backs. It's better to carry them. If you carry them, remember to keep your head and heart up."

Lan Jingyi said, "I can walk, why should I carry it?"

Wei WuXian said, "Brother, if you are jumping around, the blood will flow very fast and very fast, and it will flow into the heart very fast. Therefore, you must move less, preferably not moving."

The few teenagers immediately stood on a stiff board, and their companions carried them up. A teenager was carried on his back by his classmate and muttered, "The walking corpse that sprayed corpse poison powder just now can really breathe."

The boy who was carrying him panted and complained: "I told you that if you can breathe, that's a living person!"

Lan SiZhui said, "Young Master Mo, we have memorized it, where are we going?"

The most obedient, obedient, and worry-free is Lan SiZhui, Wei WuXian said, "The city must be temporarily unavailable. Go knock on the door."

Jin Ling asked, "Knock on what door?"

Wei WuXian said in surprise, "Apart from the house, is there any other place with a door?"

Jin Ling said, "You want us to go into these houses? It's already so dangerous outside, who knows what else is hidden inside the house and is spying on us."

As soon as he said these words, everyone immediately felt that there were really many pairs of eyes, hiding behind the thick fog and houses, closely watching their every move, every word and deed, and couldn't help being horrified.

Wei WuXian said, "Yes, it's hard to say whether the outside is more dangerous, or the inside is more dangerous. But it's already like this outside, and it can't get any worse inside. Let's go, it's not too late, we need to detoxify. "

Everyone had to do what they said. According to Wei Wuxian's instructions, everyone pulled the scabbard of the previous one to prevent them from getting scattered in the fog and banging on the door from house to house. Jin Ling knocked hard for a long time, but did not hear any response from the room, and said, "There seems to be no one in this room, let's go in."

Wei Wuxian's voice drifted from afar, "Who said you were told to go in without anyone? Keep knocking. It's someone's house that you want to enter."

Jin Ling said, "Are you still looking for someone?"

Wei WuXian said, "Yes. Knock well, you knocked too hard just now, and it's rude."

Jin Ling was so angry that he almost kicked the wooden door down, but in the end... he stomped his foot on the ground.

Every house and every house next to this long street has its door tightly closed, no matter how much you knock on it, it will not move. The more Jin Ling knocked, the more irritable he became, but the force he used was much lighter. Lan SiZhui kept calm, knocked on the thirteenth shop, and repeated the same sentence several times: "Is there anyone here?"

Suddenly, the door panel moved.

A thin black fèng was opened.

The door was very dark, and couldn't see what was in the house, what was behind the door, and the person who opened the door didn't speak.

The few teenagers who got close involuntarily took a small step back.

Lan Sizhui calmed his mind and said, "Is it the shop owner?"

After a long while, an old and strange voice leaked from the door: "Yes."

Wei Wuxian came over, patted Lan SiZhui on the shoulder, made him back, and said, "Storekeeper, we came out of the expensive place, the fog was too thick, we lost our way, and after walking for a long time, I was a little tired, I wonder if we can do it. Let's take a break from the shop?"

The strange voice said: "My shop is not for people to rest."

Wei WuXian didn't seem to feel that something was wrong at all, and said as usual, "It's so precious that there are no other people in the store. The owner really refuses to make it easy? We'll pay for it."

After a while, the door fèng was opened slightly. Although still can't see the furnishings in the house, can already see the person behind the door.

Behind the door stood a gray-haired, expressionless old lady.

Although this old lady has a hunched back, she looks very old at first glance, but in fact, there are not many wrinkles and age spots, and it can be said that she is an aunt.

She opened the door and stepped aside, seemingly willing to let them in. Jin Ling was greatly surprised, and said in a low voice, "She is actually willing to let people in?"

Wei WuXian also said in a low voice, "Of course, my foot is stuck in the door, and she can't even close the door if she wants to. If I don't let me in, I'll just kick the door."

Jin Ling: "..."

This city of righteousness is already eerie, and the people who live here will definitely not be peaceful people. The old lady was so suspicious, and the group of teenagers kept muttering in their hearts, although there are 10,000 and 10,000 people who are unwilling to go in, there is no road inside or outside. A dead horse is a living horse. companions, one after another entered the door.