The old lady watched with cold eyes, and when they entered, she immediately closed the door. The house was once again completely dark.

Wei WuXian asked, "Why doesn't the owner light the lamp?"

The old lady cooed: "The lamp is on the table, light it yourself."

Lan SiZhui just happened to stand beside a table, and slowly fumbling around, he found an oil lamp, and touched a hand of old ashes. He pulled out a fire talisman and ignited it. He just brought it close to the wick, and inadvertently raised his eyes and glanced at it. In an instant, a burst of cold air rushed from under his feet to the top of his head, and his scalp numb with a bang.

In the main room of this shop, there are densely packed, shoulder-to-shoulders, crowded with a whole room of people, all with wide eyes, staring at them without blinking!

☆、Chapter 35

He let go of his hand involuntarily. Before the oil lamp almost fell to the ground, Wei Wuxian rescued it, calmly picked it up from the fire charm that was still burning in his other hand, lit it, and put it on the table On, said: "These are all made by the old man? Good craftsmanship."

Only then did everyone realize that the people standing in the room were not real people, but a large group of paper figurines.

The heads, faces, and bodies of these paper figurines were the same size as real people, and they were made very neatly. There were men, women, and boys. The men are all "yīn fighters", tall and strong, with a state of rage. The women are all beauties with good looks, either wearing double buns or combing cloud buns. Even if they are covered under a wide paper coat, they can see their graceful posture, and the patterns on the clothes are even more beautiful than real clothes. . Some are colored, with thick ink and vivid colors, bright red and green; some have not been colored, and the whole body is white and white. Each paper figurine has two large blushes on its cheeks, to make it look like a living person, but their eyeballs don't seem to have time to lit their eyes, the eye sockets are white, and the thicker the blush is, the more It is yīnyīn miserable.

There was also a table in the main room with several candles of different lengths. Wei WuXian lit up one of them, and the huáng light illuminated most of the room. In addition to these paper figures, two large wreaths were placed on the left and right of the main room, and the paper gold ingots, coins and pagodas in the corners were piled up into hills.

Jin Ling had already drawn the sword and unsheathed it for three points. Seeing that it was just a shop selling funeral items, he breathed a sigh of relief and put the sword back into the scabbard. Even if a cultivator of the Xianmen family dies, they never engage in such messy, pompous ostentation. I felt jittery all over, but I felt it was even more exciting than the night hunter.

No matter how thick the fog was, it could not enter the house. After entering Yicheng, they could easily see each other's face clearly at this moment, and they felt more at ease. Seeing that they were relaxed, Wei Wuxian asked the old lady again, "Can I borrow the kitchen?"

The old lady didn't seem to like the light of the fire, she almost stared at the oil lamp fiercely, and said, "The kitchen is in the back, you can use it yourself." After that, she quietly left the main room and hid in another room. She closed the door so loudly that several people trembled. Jin Ling said, "This old witch must be weird! You..." Wei WuXian said, "Okay, don't talk about it. I want someone to help, who will come with me?"

Lan SiZhui hurriedly said, "I'll come."

Lan Jingyi still stood up straight and said, "Then what should I do?"

Wei WuXian said, "Continue to stand. If you don't move, don't move."

Lan Sizhui followed Wei Wuxian to the kitchen at the back, and as soon as he entered, a stench of musty swept his face. Lan SiZhui had never smelled such a terrible smell in his life. He felt dizzy for a while, but he held back and didn't rush out. Jin Ling also followed, jumped out the door as soon as he entered, and fanned desperately: "What the hell!!! You don't want to detoxify, what are you doing here!"

Wei WuXian said, "Hey? You came just in time, how did you know I was going to call you here? Let's help together."

Jin Ling said, "I'm not here to help! Ugh... Has anyone here killed someone and forgot to bury them?!"

Wei WuXian said, "Miss, are you coming? Come in and help together if you come. If you don't come, go back and sit and ask another person to come over."

Jin Ling said, "Who is the eldest lady, be careful what you say!" He angrily lifted his clothes and stepped in again. Wei Wuxian opened a box beside him, and the stench came from inside. Inside the box was a pig's leg and a jī, the red ròu was full of green, and the little white maggots curled up in the green. Jin Ling was pushed out again, Wei Wuxian closed the box, lifted it up and handed it to him, "Throw it away. Just throw it anywhere, don't let us smell it."

Jin Ling's stomach was full of nausea and suspicion, so he threw it out according to the words, rubbed his fingers with the handkerchief, and then threw the handkerchief. When they returned to the kitchen, Wei Wuxian and Lan Sizhui had actually drawn two buckets of water from the backyard well and were cleaning the kitchen. Jin Ling said, "What are you guys doing?"

Lan Sizhui diligently wiped and said, "As you can see, wash the stove."

Jin Ling said, "What about washing the stove, it's not for eating."

Wei WuXian said, "Who said no? It's just something to eat. Come and sweep away the dust of the sun and get rid of those spider webs."

He said it so naturally, so naturally, inexplicably, Jin Ling was stuffed with a Yang Chen and swept into his hand, and he began to do as he was confused. The more sweep, the more feel that something is wrong, and want to beat Wei Wuxian. At this time, Wei Wuxian opened another box, and this time there was no stench.

The three moved quickly, and the kitchen was refreshed soon after, and it was finally a bit popular, not like a haunted house that had been abandoned for many years. There is chopped firewood in the corner, pile them into the bottom of the stove, light it with a fire talisman, set a cleaned large pot on it, and let it boil a pot of boiling water. Wei Wuxian opened the box, poured out a bunch of glutinous rice from it, cleaned it up, and put it into the pot.

Jin Ling said, "Cooking porridge?"

Wei Wuxian: "Yeah."

Jin Ling threw the rag. Wei WuXian said, "Look at you, gān gets angry after a while. Look at SiZhui, gān works the hardest and doesn't say anything. What's wrong with porridge."

Jin Ling said, "I'm angry because the porridge is not good, right? The porridge is also not delicious, and the clear soup lacks water."

Wei WuXian said, "It's not for you anyway."

Jin Ling: "I haven't had my share for so long?!"

Lan Sizhui said, "Young Master Mo, is it true that porridge can detoxify corpses?"

Wei WuXian smiled and said, "Yes, but it's not porridge that can detoxify the corpse, it's sticky rice, a local method. Usually, sticky rice is applied to the wound that was bitten by the scratch, in case you encounter this kind of situation in the future. , you can try it, although it will hurt a lot, but it will definitely work, and you will see immediate results. But instead of being bitten, they inhaled corpse poison powder, so they can only boil a bowl of glutinous rice porridge and drink it."

Lan SiZhui said suddenly, "No wonder you have to enter the house, and even a house with someone else. Only in the place where people live can there be a kitchen, and there may be glutinous rice in the kitchen."

Jin Ling said: "Who knows how long this rice can be eaten? And this kitchen has not been used for at least a year, it's all dusty, and it stinks. Isn't that old woman not going to eat this year? It's impossible for her How can you be able to survive?"

Wei WuXian said, "Either this room has been unoccupied, and she is not the owner of the shop at all. Or, she doesn't need to eat."

Lan SiZhui said in a low voice, "If you don't need to eat, then you are dead. But this old man is clearly breathing."

Wei WuXian said, "That's right. I haven't asked yet, why did you two come to Yicheng together? It can't be such a coincidence that we just happened to meet us again?"

The faces of the two teenagers immediately became solemn. Jin Ling said: "I, their Lan family, and a few other families, are all chasing one thing. I came from Qinghe." Lan SiZhui said, "We came from Langxie. chased."

Wei WuXian said, "What?"

Jin Ling said: "I don't know. It hasn't shown up, and I don't know what it is, who it is, or a lot of people."

It turned out that Jin Ling had cheated his uncle and let Wei Wuxian run away a few days ago. He was always worried that Jiang Cheng would really hit him this time, so he decided to sneak away and disappeared for ten days and a half, waiting for Jiang Cheng to get angry. Appeared in front of him, gave Zidian jiāo to Jiang Cheng's confidant subordinate, and left. He went all the way to a small town near the Qinghe River, looking for the next night hunting location, and rested in an inn in a small town. One night, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

At that time, he was reciting the dharma, and he hadn't rested yet, and he became vigilant when he heard the knock on the door. There was no one outside the door, and when asked who it was, there was no answer. Ignore it, after a while, someone knocks on the door again.

Jin Ling turned out of the window, made a circle, and came upstairs from the downstairs. He wanted to attack from behind, but he didn't come by surprise, to see who was causing trouble in the middle of the night. Unexpectedly, he quietly guarded for a while, but still didn't see anyone in front of his room.

He kept an eye on it and didn't rest all night, but nothing happened that night. Just keep hearing the sound of water dripping. The next morning, was startled by the screams in front of the door. Jin Ling kicked out the door, stepped into a pool of blood, something fell from the top of the door, Jin Ling ducked back, and was not hit.

A black cat!

Someone had nailed the dead cat's body above his door at some point, and the sound of water dripping he heard in the middle of the night was the cat's blood dripping down.

Jin Ling said: "I changed several inns and places, and it was the same, so I took the initiative to pursue it, and when I heard a dead cat's body appeared somewhere, I ran after it, and I must find out who was causing the trouble. "

Lan Sizhui said, "So do we. Every night in the middle of the night, a cat's corpse would appear in various unexpected places. Sometimes it was in the quilt, sometimes it was in the soup. After chasing after Yueyang, I met Young Master Jin. We found out that we were investigating the same thing, so we acted together. We only chased this area today, and asked a farmer in the village in front of a stone monument, and was pointed out the road to Yicheng.”

Wei WuXian asked, "A farmer?"

The juniors should have passed by the village at Shibeikou later than he and Lan Wangji, and they obviously didn't see any farmers at that time, only a few shy peasant girls were watching the house, saying that the men in the family went to chop wood. . Is it just when this group of juniors passed by, the farmer came back from chopping wood?

The more Wei Wuxian thought about it, the more serious his expression became.

Listening to the story, no matter whether the other party is human or not, he did nothing but kill the cat. Killing cats and littering corpses, while horrific as it sounds and looks, does not cause serious actual harm.

And this kind of thing is the most likely to arouse people's curiosity and inquiries. Jin Ling, Lan Sizhui and the others, as expected, ran after the cat's corpse.

It was almost as if he had been brought in.

Moreover, they met in Yueyang. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji also happened to be heading south to Shudong from the road of Liyang.

It seemed that they were deliberately leading them to gather with the two people here.

Wei Wuxian carefully sorted out the threads of his thoughts.

If the purpose of the cat killer was really to lead this group of juniors to Yicheng, then it is very likely that he was the same person who threw his good brother's left arm into Mojiazhuang.

In the Mo family village, the juniors of the Lan family retreated completely, and Lan Wangji brought back the corpse. Regardless of whether he knew that there were the remaining bodies of his good brothers in Yicheng, if he had been watching, he should have known by now.

Leading a bunch of ignorant juniors to a dangerous and unknown location, facing a corpse that is full of slaughtered limbs - isn't this the exact same routine as the Mojiazhuang incident?

If this guess is true, then there is not only a gravedigger, but also a cat-killer who is following and monitoring his journey with Lan Wangji. Maybe there are more pairs of eyes that have not yet been detected, which is really creepy to think about.

And that's not the worst of it.

The cat killer may not have followed Yicheng. But yīn tiger talisman, he is 80% sure, it is in Yicheng.

And the gravedigger will not be the holder of the yīn tiger talisman. The purpose of the gravedigger is to hide the corpse so that the corpse of the good brother will not be collected by them. And if he had the yīn tiger talisman, he wouldn't be afraid of a murderous corpse from the beginning, and he would have to spend a lot of time dismantling and dismantling the corpses of his good brothers and placing them in various places, trying to suppress them individually to prevent him from causing trouble.

In other words, there are at least three groups of living people in this city of righteousness.

I hope Lan Wangji can successfully capture the gravedigger. In this case, at least one of the mysteries can be solved.

After the glutinous rice porridge was cooked, Wei Wuxian asked Jin Ling and Lan SiZhui to take them out and feed them to the poisoned teenagers who didn't dare to move. After taking only one bite, Lan JingYi sprayed: "What is this, is it?!"

Wei WuXian said, "What?, this is the antidote! Glutinous rice porridge."

Lan Jingyi said, "Let's put aside why glutinous rice is the antidote, I have never eaten such spicy glutinous rice porridge."

Others who entered the mouth nodded, all with tears in their eyes. Wei Wuxian touched his chin, he grew up in Yunmeng, Yunmeng people are very good at eating spicy food, Wei Wuxian's taste is the most important thing, the spicy food is so spicy that Jiang Cheng can't stand throwing a bowl and scolding it. Degree. But he always thought: "Is it okay to eat it that's not spicy?" He would never be able to resist adding spoonfuls of Sichuan peppercorns to the pot. Intrigued, Lan SiZhui took a sip from the bowl, his face turned red, he pursed his mouth to hold back the spray, and said to himself, "Although this taste is terrible... but it's a bit familiar."

Wei WuXian said, "It's a medicine that's three-part poisonous, one that's hot and one's sweating, and it's getting better faster."

All the teenagers expressed their disbelief, but they still drank the porridge with a bitter face. All of a sudden, everyone was blushing and sweating profusely, all of them seemed to be suffering, and life was better than death.

Wei WuXian couldn't help but say, "As for what? Hanguang-Jun is also from Gusu, and he can eat spicy food very well, so why do you do this?"

Lan SiZhui shook his head and said, "HanGuang-Jun has the most bland taste. He never eats spicy food."

Wei Wuxian was stunned, and after a while, he said, "...Really."

After he left the Jiang family in his previous life, he accidentally bumped into Lan Wangji who was hunting at night near Yiling. At that time, many things hadn't happened yet, and although Wei Wuxian was widely criticized, it wasn't to the point where everyone was yelling at him. He had the cheek to have dinner with Lan Wangji to catch up with the old days. Lan Wangji ordered spicy dishes full of peppercorns, so he always thought that Lan Wangji tasted similar to him.

Thinking about it now, he didn't even remember whether those Cai Lan Wangji had ever used chopsticks. Even before the meal, he said that he could forget after the meal, or Lan Wangji paid the bill, so naturally he would not remember such details.

Suddenly, Wei Wuxian wanted to see Lan Wangji's face very, very much.

"... Young Master Mo, Young Master Mo!"

"...Huh?" Wei Wuxian came back to his senses.

Lan SiZhui said in a low voice, "The old lady's door... is open."

A gust of wind came from somewhere, and opened the door of the small room, sometimes opening and sometimes closing. The room was dark, and could vaguely see a hunched figure sitting at the table.

Wei Wuxian motioned them not to move, and walked into the room by himself.

The oil lamp and candlelight in the main room came in, and the old lady lowered her head, as if unaware that someone was coming in. There was a piece of cloth on her knees, which was stretched with a stretcher, as if she was trying to be a girl. Her hands were rigidly pressed together, trying to thread a thread into a needle.