Lan SiZhui whispered, "Young Master Mo, this person, we..."

At this time, another group of new walking corpses surrounded the past and surrounded the man, shrinking and shrinking. He swept out again with a sword, and exploded more corpse poison powder. He also inhaled more, and it seemed that he had begun to stand unsteadily. Wei WuXian said, "This person is saved. Maybe he knows the details of Yicheng."

Jin Ling said, "How do you save it? You can't go there now. There are corpse poison powder floating all over the sky. If you get close, you will be poisoned."

Wei Wuxian left the window and walked into the main room. A group of teenagers couldn't help but follow him. A group of paper figurines with different looks stood quietly in the middle of the two large wreaths. Wei Wuxian slowly walked past them and stopped in front of a pair of female paper figurines.

Each paper figurine has a different appearance, and this pair seems to have been deliberately made into two twin sisters. The makeup, clothing, and facial features are all carved out of the same mold. Eyebrows curved, smiling. It was as if I could hear them giggling and laughing. With double hair combs, red bead earrings, gold bracelets on her wrists, and embroidered shoes on her feet, she is the maid of a wealthy family. Wei WuXian said, "Just these two."

He gently wiped a young man's three-pointed sword, pulled a wound on his thumb, turned around and gave them two pairs of eyes and four eyeballs,

Immediately, he took a step back, smiled slightly, and said, "Eyes closed shyly, and her lips opened with a smile. Don't ask good or evil, just put your eyes on the future."

A gust of wind blowing from nowhere suddenly filled the entire shop. All the young men involuntarily grasped the swords in their hands.

Suddenly, the twin sisters paper figurines trembled violently.

The next moment, there was a real "gig-gah-gah" laughter floating out of their bright red lips!

Eye-catching summoning technique!

As if they saw or heard something extremely funny, the pair of paper figurines laughed and trembled, and at the same time, the pair of eyeballs dotted with the blood of a living person spun around in their eye sockets. This picture is really charming. , but also yīn forest. Wei Wuxian stood in front of them, nodded lightly, bowed his head and bowed to them.

Reciprocity, the pair of paper figurines also owed him an even bigger gift.

Wei WuXian pointed to the door and said, "Bring the living in—other than that, destroy them all."

There was a sharp and high-pitched laughter from the paper people's mouths, a gust of wind hit, and the door suddenly opened to both sides!

The two paper figures swept out side by side and entered the encirclement of the group of walking corpses. It is unimaginable that the dummies, which are clearly made of paper, have such a ferocious lethal power. They stepped on elegant embroidered shoes, waved their fluttering sleeves, and with one wave they cut off an arm of a walking corpse, and then again. He waved and shaved off half of his head, and the paper sleeve seemed to turn into a sharp blade. That coquettish laughter always echoed on the whole long street, which was exciting and creepy.

In a short time, fifteen or sixteen walking corpses were all cut into pieces that couldn't be assembled and rolled all over the floor by this pair of paper figurines!

The two paper maids won a great victory, obeyed the order, and brought the fugitive who was already unable to do so into the door, then jumped outside the door, and the door closed automatically. They were left and right, like the lions of the town, guarding the door.

In the past, these children of aristocratic families had only heard some descriptions of crooked sects in books and from their predecessors, but at the time they only felt that they did not understand: "Since it is already crooked and crooked, why do so many people still want to learn it? Why does the Yiling Patriarch still follow so many examples? Who?" And at this moment, I saw it with my own eyes, and only then did I know that the evil sect has its own attractive magic. Moreover, this is just the tip of the iceberg - "Dressing the Eyes and Summoning Generals". Therefore, most of them were full of excitement that could not be concealed, and felt that their knowledge had greatly increased, and they could have new conversations with their colleagues when they went back. Only Jin Ling's face was very ugly.

Lan SiZhui went to help Wei WuXian help others, Wei WuXian said, "Don't come here, be careful to get corpse poison powder. It can also be poisoned through the skin."

When the man was brought in by the paper man, he had no strength and was half awake. Now that he is a little more awake, he coughed a few times, as if he was worried that he coughed up the corpse poison powder and infected others, so he covered his mouth. He whispered, "Who are you?"

This voice was extremely tired, and he asked this sentence not just because he didn't know who to save others, but also because he couldn't see anything.

The man had a thick white bandage wrapped around his eyes. Should be a blind man.

And he was a good-looking blind man, with a straight nose and thin lips showing a light red, almost handsome. Very young, somewhere between teenagers and youth. It's a pity. Wei Wuxian thought to himself: Why have met so many blind people recently? heard it, saw it. alive and dead.

Suddenly, Jin Ling said: "Hey, we still don't know who this person is, whether he is an enemy or a friend, why should we rush to save him? If he is a wicked person, wouldn't he save a snake from coming in?"

That's right, but it's embarrassing for him to say that in front of people.

And the man was not angry, nor worried that he would be thrown out again. He smiled slightly, showing a pair of small tiger teeth, and said, "Young Master is right. It's better for me to go out."

Jin Ling didn't expect this kind of reaction from him, but was stunned, not knowing what to say, and snorted indiscriminately. Lan SiZhui hurriedly said: "But, this person might not be a villain."

Jin Ling stubbornly said: "Okay. You are good people. Don't blame me when you break it."

Lan Jingyi said angrily, "You..." Before he could finish speaking, his tongue was tied.

Because, he suddenly saw the man's sword leaning on the table. The black cloth wrapped around the sword slipped halfway, revealing the body of the sword.

The craftsmanship of this sword is superb. The scabbard is bronze, with a hollow frost pattern carved on it. The sword body exposed through the hollow pattern is like a silver star, shimmering with snowflake-shaped brilliance, and it has a pure and bright beauty.

Lan Jingyi's eyes widened, as if he had something to say. Although Wei WuXian didn't know what he was going to call him, he instinctively didn't want him to be frightened. Moreover, since this man covered the sword with a black cloth, he definitely didn't want people to see him, so he reached out and covered Lan Jingyi's mouth. . At the same time, he put his index finger in front of his lips, signaling the other teenagers who were also surprised to keep quiet.

Jin Ling mouthed two words to him, then reached out and wrote two words on the dusty desktop:

"Frost Hua".

...Shuanghua sword?

Wei Wuxian asked silently: Xiao Xingchen's Shuanghuajian?

Jin Ling and the others nodded affirmatively.

Although these youngsters have never seen Xiao Xingchen in person, "Shuanghua" is a rare and famous sword. It is not only powerful in spiritual power, but also has a beautiful and unique appearance. Unforgettable. Wei Wuxian pondered: If the saber was Shuanghua and the blind man...

A teenager also thought of this, and involuntarily touched the bandage wrapped around the man's eyes, trying to remove it to see if the man's eyes were still there. But just as his hand touched the bandage, the other party's face showed an expression of extreme pain, and he stepped back imperceptibly, as if he was very afraid of being touched by others.

The young man realized that he had lost his way, and quickly withdrew his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

The man raised his left hand and wore a thin black glove on his hand. He wanted to cover his eyes, but he didn't dare to touch it. The pain was unbearable when he touched it lightly. There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. Mianqiáng said: "It's okay..." The voice trembled slightly.

With this kind of performance, it was almost certain that this person was Xiao Xingchen, who disappeared after the Yueyang Chang case.

Xiao XingChen didn't know that his identity had been discovered, so he groped for his Shuanghua. Wei WuXian quickly lifted the sliding black bra up. He touched Shuanghua, nodded and said, "Thank you for your help, I will go first."

Wei WuXian said, "You've been poisoned by corpses. Stay."

Xiao XingChen said, "Is it serious?"

Wei WuXian said, "It's very serious."

Xiao XingChen said, "If it's serious, why stay? There's no cure for it anyway, so it's better to kill a few more walking corpses before they turn into corpses."

Hearing that he put life and death aside, Lan Jingyi's blood surged and said, "Who said there is no cure? You stay! He will cure you!"

Wei Wuxian: "I? Sorry, are you talking about me?" I'm really embarrassed to say that the glutinous rice porridge is no longer useful if the poisoning is too deep and the corpse poison powder is too much.

Xiao XingChen said, "I have killed quite a few walking corpses in this city, they have been following me, and a new group will come later. If I stay, you will be drowned by the corpses sooner or later. "

Wei WuXian asked, "Does your Excellency know who made Yicheng like this?"

Xiao Xingchen shook his head and said, "I don't know. I'm just a Yunyou Dao... Yunyou came here and learned about the vision here, so I went to the city to hunt at night. There are so many living corpses in the city and their abilities are so powerful that you haven't experienced it yet. After being beheaded, corpse poison powder will explode on their bodies, and they will be poisoned. If they are not beheaded, they will rush to bite, and they will be poisoned. They are quick and hard to prevent. It is difficult to deal with. I advise you to leave as soon as possible. I hear your voices, there are quite a few young boys in there, right?"

As soon as the words fell, the giggling of the pair of paper figurine sisters came from outside the gate. This time, the laughter was sharper than ever.

☆、Chapter 37

Lan Jingyi glanced at the door fèng, and immediately blocked the door fèng with her body, and said in amazement, "Okay, good, a lot!"

Wei WuXian said, "Are walking corpses? How many?"

Lan Jingyi said, "It must be over 100, I don't know, but there are all over the street, and there are more and more! I think those two paper figurines can't hold it anymore!"

If the pair of paper figurines guarding the door couldn't keep it, the walking corpses from the whole street outside the door would flood into the shop. If you cut it, you will be poisoned by the corpse powder, and if you fight hard, the poison will flow away very quickly; if you don't cut it, you will be bitten to death. Xiao Xingchen took his sword and pushed out the door. He probably wanted to use his residual strength to resist for a while, but a purple-red aura filled his cheeks, and he actually fell to the ground. Wei WuXian said, "Sit back at ease. It will be resolved soon."

He casually slashed his right index finger on Lan Jingyi's sword, blood dripped, and Lan Jingyi said, "Are you going to use the eye-pointing technique again? Click twice in each paper figurine's eye socket, and you're finished. How much blood do you have to bleed?"

Wei WuXian asked, "Are there any blank talismans?"

The children of these noble families are still young, and they are not ready to draw and use them, so all they have on their bodies are the talismans that have already been drawn. Lan Sizhui shook his head and said, "No." Wei WuXian said, "It's okay to draw it." Lan Sizhui took out a stack of huáng talismans from the Qiankun bag.

Wei WuXian took only one piece, glanced at it roughly, and raised his right index and middle fingers, drawing from top to bottom on the rune drawn by cinnabar. The red blood and the red cinnabar formed a new rune. He picked up the brand-new talisman with the two fingers of his right hand, held it up to the level of his forehead, flipped his wrist, and the huáng-colored talisman red words spontaneously ignited in the air. Wei WuXian stretched out his left hand, caught the talisman ashes that fell slowly after burning, folded his five fingers, bowed his head slightly, and opened the palm of his hand, gently swiping the black ashes towards the row of paper rowers, and said in a low voice: "If the wildfire can't burn out, the chūn wind will grow again."

The character is gray.

A yīn warrior standing at the forefront suddenly carried the machete hanging from his feet on his shoulders.

Beside him, a paper beauty with tall clouds and luxurious clothes slowly raised her right hand, her slender fingers flexibly twirled, she seemed to be a lazy lady, casually admiring her long scarlet nails . At the feet of the beauty stood two golden boys and girls. The golden boy naughty tugged at the girl's braid, and the girl stuck out her tongue at him. A tongue nearly nine inches long protruded from her small mouth. He stabbed a big dòng on his chest, and immediately retracted, poisonous and vicious. The golden boy opened his mouth wide, revealing two sets of white teeth, one bite on her arm. The two paper figurines actually started a fight by themselves.

Twenty or thirty paper figurines began to sway one by one, as if moving their muscles and bones. As they swayed, they rubbed their heads into each other's ears, and the rustling voices rose and fell. Not a living person, but a living person.

Wei Wuxian staggered away, gave way to the door, and made an inviting gesture.

The wooden door bounced open again, and the sweet and rotten aura of the corpse poison powder poured in, and everyone immediately covered their mouths and raised their sleeves to block it. Yin Lux let out a loud roar and rushed out first, and the rest of the paper people filed out. The wooden door closed again after the last paper figure. Wei WuXian said, "No one sucked in, right?"

Everyone said that they paid attention just now, but no. Wei Wuxian helped Xiao Xingchen and dragged a low couch so that he didn't have to sit on the cold and dusty ground. Xiao XingChen still held onto his Shuanghua sword tightly, and said, "Does your Excellency use the finishing touch technique?"

Wei WuXian said, "Roughly I understand." He couldn't say that he spread the finishing touch technique. Xiao Xingchen was stunned for a while, and said, "Well... it is indeed the best way to kill these walking corpses."

After a moment's pause, he said, "However, cultivating this Dao is very easy to suffer the backlash from the fierce ghosts and spirits under him. Even the ancestor of Yiling, Wei Wuxian, who is the founder of this Dao, is not immune." Xiao Xingchen euphemistically Authentic: "Your Excellency, why don't you think about whether your path is correct in the future?"

Most of the famous monks will take a clear stand, draw a line, and express that they are not inseparable with someone. It is rare for his little uncle to be able to persuade him with gentle words. Generally, only young children who are not deeply involved in the world are more curious and novel about these crooked ways than they are disgusted and reprimanded. Except for Jin Ling, whose face was always ugly, the other disciples of the aristocratic family crowded in front of the gate to watch the battle. Tsk tut: "Hey...that woman's paper figurine's nails are so terrifying, if you give her a scratch, there will be five grooves." "Why is that little girl's tongue so long and hard? Is she a hanged ghost?" "The man's strength is good. Big! He can lift so many corpses at once, he is going to fall! Look at it! It fell! It broke!"

Wei WuXian took the last bowl of glutinous rice porridge on the table and said, "You are already poisoned, there is something here that might give you some relief, or it might be useless, and it's very unpalatable. Try it or not. If you don't want to live, forget it."

Xiao XingChen said, "Of course I want to live. Let's live as much as possible." He took the bowl with both hands, lowered his head and took a sip, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he held it tightly to stop vomiting. After a long while, he politely said, "Thank you."

Wei WuXian turned his head and said, "Did you see it? Did you see it? What did they say? You are squeamish, eating the porridge I cooked, and complaining a lot."

Jin Ling said, "Did you cook that? Besides adding a bunch of strange things to the pot, what else did you do?"

Xiao XingChen said, "But I just thought about it. If I were to eat this every day, I would choose death."

Jin Ling laughed loudly without hesitation, even Lan SiZhui couldn't hold back, "Pfft". Wei Wuxian looked at them wordlessly, and Lan SiZhui quickly turned his face. At this time, Lan Jingyi said happily: "Okay, we're all done. We won!"