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Wei WuXian said, "First explore the truth."
He got down on one knee, leaned down, and whispered something to the ground beneath him. Suddenly, a soil surface arched slightly.
Like a pale flower blooming from the black soil, a skeleton arm slowly emerged from the soil.
The small half-skeleton arm was raised tactfully and feebly, Wei Wuxian stretched out a hand to hold it, his body was lower, his long hair slipped from his shoulders, covering half of his face.
He brought his lips to the skeleton's hand, whispered softly, and then remained silent, as if listening to something. After a while, he nodded slightly, and the hand shrunk into a bud again, and went back to the ground.
Wei WuXian stood up, brushed the soil under his body, with a strange look on his face, and said, "In the past few days, more than 100 people have been arrested one after another, and they are all still alive in Gangding. It's downhill."
It's really weird to catch people up and then go down the mountain.
Lan Wangji said, "It's good to be alive."
Wei Wuxian said, "Yes, it's good to be alive."
Going further up, we are greeted with some run-down houses.
Most of these houses are small, with simple or even rudimentary structures, and at first glance it is obvious that they were built hastily by laymen. Some have been burnt to the point that only one shelf is left, while others have collapsed to one side, and the best preserved ones have also been smashed to a pulp. After more than ten years of wind and rain, no one to take care of them, all of them are like ghosts in ragged clothes, lingering, silently overlooking the people down the mountain.
Wen Ning's footsteps have been particularly heavy since he was on the mountain. At this time, standing in front of a house, he couldn't move anymore.
Because this is a house that Wen Ning built with his own hands.
Before he left, the house was still intact. Although it is simple, it is a perfect shelter from the wind and rain, and there are people he knows and cherishes.
"Things are right and people are wrong", after all, there are things, but in this situation, even seeing things and thinking about people can't do it.
Wei WuXian said, "Don't look at it."
Wen Ning said, "...I've already thought about it. I just wanted to see if there's anything left..."
Before he finished speaking, a human figure suddenly stood up in the dilapidated room.
The human figure staggered toward the outside, and the half-rotten face bào was exposed in the thin sunlight. Wei WuXian clapped his palm, the walking corpse didn't notice any difference, Wei WuXian then took two steps back calmly and said, "I was controlled by the yīn tiger talisman."
Has surrendered to his corpse puppet, not controlled by the yīn tiger talisman. In the same way, the corpse puppet that has been manipulated by the yīn tiger talisman will no longer obey his orders. The rule is: first come, first served.
Wen Ning stepped forward, roaring and twisting its head off. Afterwards, there were bursts of low-pitched roars from all directions, and forty or fifty walking corpses slowly walked out of the black woods.
These walking corpses are of different ages, men and women, most of them are very fresh, wearing shrouds, and most of them are the corpses that have been scattered around the world recently. Lan Wangji pulled out the guqin and strummed it with ease. The sound of the violin spread out like ripples, and the walking corpses who had just surrounded them instantly knelt in a circle. Wen Ning raised an extraordinarily tall male corpse with both hands, and threw it several meters away, struggling to get stuck in a branch of a tree. Wei WuXian said, "Don't bother with them, go up the mountain!"
The three of them went up the mountain while retreating. They didn't know how many walking corpses Jin Guangyao had frantically summoned with the yīn tiger talisman in the past few days. The more. In the sky above the towering black forest, the sound of the piano soared into the sky, and the crows flew wildly. Two hours later, they finally got a break to rest. After confirming that there was no new wave of lost people around, Wei Wuxian sat on a damaged rock and sighed.
Lan Wangji put away the qin, took out a long sword from his sleeve, and handed it to him.
Wei Wuxian glanced sideways, it was just casual. It turned out that Lan Wangji kept it in Qiankun's sleeve.
He looked down at it casually, took it over with a smile, and said, "Thank you."
He drew his sword out of its scabbard, stared at the snow-white blade for a while, then decisively chased it back and put it on his waist, but he still had no intention of using it.
Seeing this, Wen Ning turned his head. Lan Wangji stared at him, Wei Wuxian explained, "I haven't used a sword for so many years, I'm not used to it."
After sitting on his knees for a while, Wei Wuxian stood up, the three of them took a few steps up, and finally they saw a great hall that would not fall and would not fall.
Mass Burial Mound is an ancient battlefield.
According to legend, in ancient times, this mountain was not called Mass Burial Mound, but an immortal mountain famous overseas. There was once a famous cultivator sect located here. The leaders of the past dynasties have the ability to call the wind and rain, and also serve as the national teacher. There were frequent fierce battles between the sects, and the leader ruled the bloody ruins. Later, the small country was invaded by other countries, and the whole country was destroyed. After decades of fighting, this mountain finally turned into a hell on earth, the original name It was also annihilated in the dust, leaving only the word "Mass Burial Mound", which is remembered by the world.
The once prosperous big sect, only the ruins of a temple built by the original national teacher are left, which have supported for thousands of years. Although this Demon Temple has experienced hundreds of years of rain and wind, most of it has been broken into ruins, and the splendor of its heyday can still be glimpsed. The dome is towering and the golden pillars are towering, which can be regarded as magnificent. However, it is crooked throughout.
People say that the mass burial mound is a mountain of corpses. There are many mountains and plains. If you dig a shovel in any place, you can dig a dead person. This is true. Because of this, there are often corpse armors in the mountains. Corpse cannibals are pangolins that have been infused with demonic energy and become demonized. They use corpses and grievances as corpses to dig up and eat corpses in the soil. As a result, there are many pits on the mass graves, and almost a hole was dug under one side of the Demon Exorcism Hall. The soil is loose, the foundation is unstable, and one side is already deep into the ground.
They originally thought that the more they went up, the more difficult it would become, but they didn't expect to see the walking corpses near the top of the hill. The more this is the case, the more worrying it is. Wei Wuxian couldn't help but feel vigilant: "It's a little too easy to kill him all the way."
The three of them had normal thoughts, sneaked cautiously, and approached the outside of the hall. Instead of rushing into the hall immediately, they first peeked at the inside of the hall from the outside.
This Demon Temple is very spacious and can accommodate thousands of people. More than 100 people, with their hands and feet firmly bound by immortal ropes, crowded in the center of the hall.
These more than 100 people are actually either high-grade disciples or direct descendants of aristocratic families. Wei WuXian thought, "To arrest all the precious children of these noble families, this second siege is imperative. It's just..."
I just don't know if Jiang Cheng will be the leader again this time.
Suddenly, a young man sitting on the ground said, "If you want me to say, you shouldn't have just stabbed him, why didn't you just wipe his neck?"
His voice was very low, but the Demon Demon Hall was very empty, and as soon as he opened his mouth, there was a buzzing echo, because there was no need to eavesdrop, and it was clear. Hearing the sound, Wei Wuxian noticed that the cold-faced boy beside this disciple was Jin Ling!
Jin Ling didn't even look at him, bowed his head and said nothing.
A teenager said in a panic: "They have been away for almost two days... What do they want? They want to kill or cut... Give it a good time."
The disciple who spoke first said: "What else can you think of? He must have wanted to make us into his corpse puppets, as he did to the Wen family in the Battle of the Sun, and then use us to To deal with our family, let them be unable to fight, let the enemy kill each other." He gritted his teeth: "Evil! It's despicable! No one is xing..."
Jin Ling suddenly said coldly, "Shut up for me!"
The disciple said in amazement, "You told me to shut up? What do you mean?"
Jin Ling said, "What do you mean? Are you deaf or stupid, and can't understand people's words? Shut up, I just want you to stop arguing!"
After being tied up for two days, the disciple was full of rage and said angrily: "Why do you want me to shut up?!"
Another fairly calm young voice said: "We are tied here now, and there are so many walking corpses outside who don't know when they will rush in. You also have to quarrel at this time?"
Lan SiZhui was also arrested.
The boy who was told to shut up said, "He was the one who went crazy first! Why, you can scold yourself, but not others?! Jin Ling, hey, who do you think you are? Do you think Lian Fangzun is the Immortal Governor, You will be the same in the future? I won't shut up, I'll see you..."
Jin Ling suddenly threw himself up and hit his head on the back of his head. The disciple screamed in pain and scolded: "If you want to fight, please accompany me! I'm on fire. You have a mother and no mother! "
Hearing this sentence, Jin Ling was even more furious. Being tied up, it was inconvenient to move. He used both his elbows and knees, and repeatedly attacked the opponent, causing him to scream. But he was alone, but the young man was a man who used to call him back and forth. When his friends saw him suffer, they immediately shouted, "I'm here to help you!" They all gathered around. Lan SiZhui was sitting nearby, and he couldn't help being drawn into the torrent of gang fights by them. At first, he was able to reluctantly advise "all calm and calm", but after taking a few wrong elbows, he frowned in pain. His face became darker and darker, and with a loud cry, Suo Xing also joined the melee.
Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi couldn't stand it anymore, they looked at each other and determined that there should be no traps inside or outside the Demon Conquering Hall, Wei WuXian jumped up to the steps in front of the Demon Conquering Hall first, and shouted, "Let's disperse, disperse, disperse! "
His roar made a buzzing sound in the Demon Exorcism Hall, almost deafening. The scuffled teenagers looked up, Lan SiZhui saw the familiar figure beside him, and said happily, "HanGuang-Jun!"
Someone on the side said in horror: "What do you like? They... they are a group!"
Wei WuXian stepped into the Demon Conquering Hall, and he would unscabbard and throw it backwards. A figure flashed out and caught the sword, it was Wen Ning.
This group of children from aristocratic families screamed again: "General Gui Gui Gui!"
Wen Ning raised it casually and slashed at Jin Ling with a sword. Jin Ling gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, not knowing that the whole body was loosened, and the immortal bundle had been cut off by the casual edge.
Wen Ning walked around in the hall and cut off the immortal bundles. The children of the aristocratic family who were released by him did not escape, nor did they stay. There were the Yiling Patriarch Ghost General and the righteous traitor Han Guangjun, and there were countless walking corpses waiting for food. They were in a dilemma, so they had to shrink in a corner of the hall and rolled their eyes. Without turning, he stared at Wen Ning who was walking around with a blank face.
Lan SiZhui's face was bright, and he said, "Mo...Senior Wei. Are you here to save us? Didn't you send someone to arrest us?"
Although it was a question, but his face was full of trust and joy, Wei Wuxian felt warm in his heart, squatted down and rubbed his head, rubbing his hair that had been meticulous for several days, and said, "Me? You don't know how poor I am, how can I get so much money to hire people."
Lan Sizhui nodded again and again: "Yeah. I knew this! I know that senior is really poor!"
Wei WuXian: "...Good. How many people are there? Is there an ambush around here?"
Lan SiZhui said, "There are a lot of people on the other side! They were covered with black mist and couldn't see their faces clearly. They handed over our swords, threw us here and left. It's been almost two days. It's like self-destruction. However, there are a lot of walking corpses outside! You can hear them screaming from time to time, but they haven't entered the temple for the time being."
Bichen suddenly unsheathed and cut off the immortal binding rope that bound him.
Lan Wangji retracted his sword and scabbed it, "Well done."
It means that he can keep his composure, stay calm in the face of danger, trust them, and do a good job. Lan SiZhui hurriedly stood up and stood upright at Lan WangJi. Before he could smile, Wei WuXian giggled, "Yeah, you've done a great job, SiZhui, they're going to fight."
Lan SiZhui blushed suddenly, and said, "That, that is... just on a whim..."
Suddenly, Wei Wuxian heard small footsteps. He turned his head and saw Jin Ling standing behind them with stiff hands and feet.
Lan WangJi immediately stopped in front of Wei WuXian, Lan Sizhui stood in front of Lan WangJi again, and said cautiously, "Young Master Jin."
Wei WuXian walked out from behind the two of them and said, "What are you guys doing? It's like stacking Arhats one by one."
Jin Ling's face was very strange, his fists were loose and tight, tight and loose, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth. He just stared at Wei Wuxian's abdomen, the one who had been stabbed by him with a sword. place.
Just as the two sides were at a stalemate, suddenly, a figure was slammed into the hall!
Wei WuXian took two steps back and was supported by Lan WangJi. He fixed his eyes and said, "Wen Ning?"
Wen Ning rolled over and jumped up, silently picking up the dislocated bone in his arm, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji turned around in unison.
I saw Jiang Cheng hanging his hands and standing in front of the Demon Conquering Hall, Zidian Zizi flowing with aura under his hands. Just now, Wen Ning was pulled into the hall by his whip.
No wonder Wen Ning had no intention of fighting back.
Jiang Cheng said coldly, "Jin Ling, come here."
Jin Ling lost his voice: "...Uncle!"
In the black forest, the monks in different costumes slowly walked out. The more they gathered, the more black they gathered, the densely crowded, surrounding the Demon Demon Temple. Roughly counted, there were as many as one or two thousand people.
These cultivators, including Jiang Cheng, were all tired and blood-soaked. The more than 100 children of the noble family who were originally bound rushed out of the Demon Exorcism Hall, shouting: "Father!" "A-Niang!" "Brother!" They rushed into the crowd.
Jiang Cheng sternly said, "Jin Ling, what are you dawdling for, why don't you come over? Do you want to die!"
Jin Ling looked left and right, still hesitating and not making up his mind. Wei Wuxian didn't have time to pay attention to him for a while, his eyes swept across the crowd, and he found two extremely wrong places.
Lan Qiren stood in front of the crowd, looking quite old, with strands of gray appearing on his temples.
He looked at Lan WangJi and said, "WangJi."
Lan Wangji whispered, "Uncle."
But still did not stand back to him.
Lan Qiren couldn't understand it any more, this was Lan Wangji's unshakable answer. He shook his head in despair, and did not speak again to try to persuade him.
A fairie in fluttering white clothes stood up, with tears in her eyes, and said, "Hanguang-Jun, what happened to you? No. Yiling Patriarch, what method did he use to deceive you and make you stand on the opposite side of us?"
Lan Wangji ignored her.
The fairy couldn't get an answer, so she could only say regretfully, "That's it...you're a celebrity in vain."
Wei WuXian said, "You guys are here again."
Jiang Cheng said coldly, "Of course I will come."
Su She carried his seven-stringed guqin on his back, also stood in front of the crowd, and said leisurely: "If the Yiling Patriarch didn't just come back, he was afraid that the world would not know, and he would dig up corpses and arrest people with great fanfare, presumably I wouldn't have waited so quickly.Come to visit Your Excellency's nest again."
Wei WuXian said, "I've clearly saved these noble families, why are you accusing me instead of thanking me?"