Chapter 30 Morning Dew Seventh 3

One day, Chang Ping, the owner of the Chang family in Liyang, took a few family members out for a night hunting. After more than half a month, he suddenly received bad news on the way and hurried back. After the grief, it was only found out that someone maliciously broke his family's protection formation and entered a group of ferocious evil spirits. Other than that, he was at a loss.

Originally, only a limited number of people knew about the tragedy of a small family, but the situation was special at that time. The Sun Shooting Campaign had been over for a long time, and the encirclement and suppression of the mass graves had just ended. On the surface, the situation was barely stable. There was a lot of uproar in the family, and many sensationalists rumored that it was the revenge of the Yiling Patriarch Wei Wuxian to return to the world. Of course, Xiao Xingchen would not sit idly by, and immediately took the initiative to accept the matter and seek the truth for Chang Ping. A month later, the killer was finally found.

The killer's name is Xue Yang.

This Xue Yang, younger than Xiao Xingchen, was an uncompromising young man. However, its badness will never be restrained because of its young age. Since he was fifteen years old, he has been a well-known hooligan in the Kuizhou area. He has a good smile, vicious methods, and cruel personality. He lived on the streets when he was young, and he seemed to have had some feuds with Chang Ping's father, which he told him to remember for a few years. For revenge and some other reasons, he did this tragedy.

After Xiao XingChen found out the truth, he caught Xue Yang, who was still arrogantly and arrogantly fighting with people, across the three provinces. Taking advantage of the LanlingJin Sect holding a grand talk party in his immortal mansion, Jinlintai, the major families are discussing this. Dao asked the law, twisted him before the public, explained the whole situation, and demanded severe punishment.

He listed the evidence clearly, and most of the aristocratic families had no objection, only one strongly opposed it. That is the Lanling Jin Sect.

Wei WuXian said, "To oppose in such a situation can be regarded as a big injustice. Could it be that this Xue Yang is a celebrity in front of Jin Guangshan?"

Lan Wangji said, "Ke Qing."

Wei WuXian said, "He's a guest secretary? The LanlingJin family was already one of the four major families back then, so why did you hire a rascal to be a guest secretary?"

Lan Wangji said, "This is the second connection."

He stared into Wei Wuxian's eyes and said slowly, "Because of the Yin Tiger Talisman."

Wei Wuxian's heart suddenly raised in midair.

He is by no means unfamiliar with the three words Yinhu Fu. On the contrary, no one is more familiar than him.

This is the most terrifying and at the same time, the most desirable one among all the magic weapons he cultivated during his lifetime.

The tiger talisman is used as an order. As the name suggests, the person who has obtained the tiger talisman can command the corpse to obey the order.

When Wei Wuxian created it, he didn't think too much about it. With his primordial spirit controlling corpse puppets and evil spirits, there is always a time to get tired. He remembered that he had seen a rare iron essence in the belly of a monster before, so he took it and forged it into a tiger talisman.

But after the tiger talisman was cast, it was only used once, and Wei Wuxian realized that something was wrong.

The power of the Yin Tiger Talisman was far stronger and more terrifying than he had expected. He originally wanted to use it as an aid, but who knew that its power would have the momentum to faintly overwhelm his maker. Moreover, this thing does not recognize the Lord. That is to say, as long as someone gets it, no matter who the person is, good or evil, enemy or friend, whoever has it, it will be used by whomever.

The calamity has been cast, and Wei Wuxian didn't think about destroying it, but the tiger talisman is not easy to cast, and it is also difficult to destroy it, and it takes a lot of energy and time. And at that time, he had already faintly realized that his situation was not good, and sooner or later everyone would get it and kill him. The Yin Tiger Talisman had a great deterrent power. With this magic weapon, others did not dare to touch him easily, so he left it for the time being, and only used the Tiger Talisman. Divided into two, it only works when combined, and it is never used lightly.

He had only used it twice in total, and each time he was bleeding. The first time was during the Battle of the Sun. After the second use, he finally made up his mind and completely destroyed half of the tiger talisman. The other half has not yet been destroyed, and the mass burial mound has been encircled and suppressed. After that, he doesn't care.

Wei Wuxian can confidently say a few words about what he has forged. He dares to assert that even if the noble family who robbed it offers it up and burns high incense and kneels every day, only half of the Yin Tiger Talisman left is just a piece of scrap iron. That's it. But Lan Wangji told him an astonishing thing: this Xue Yang seems to be able to spell the other half of the Yin Tiger Talisman!

Xue Yang was very young, but he was very smart, and he was also a very evil heretic. The Lanling Jin Sect found that he could roughly piece together the other half based on the remaining half of the tiger talisman. Although the restored piece cannot be used for a long time and its power is not as good as the original piece, it can already cause terrible consequences.

Wei WuXian understood, "The Lanling Jin Sect still has to keep Xue Yang for them to restore the Yin Tiger Talisman, so they must protect him."

Perhaps, Xue Yang's extermination of the Chang clan was not entirely out of revenge for bullying the youths back then. Maybe he was experimenting with the lives of this family. How powerful was the Yin Tiger Talisman he was restoring!

It's no wonder that the rumors will link the extermination case to him. Wei Wuxian could almost imagine how the cultivators gritted their teeth: "This Wei Wuxian! If he hadn't made something like this, the world wouldn't have suffered so much!!!"

Pick up the conversation and go back to the Jinlin Terrace.

Although the LanlingJin Sect was wholeheartedly protecting Xue Yang, Xiao XingChen didn't eat hard or soft. The stalemate between the two sides finally alerted Chi Fengzun, Nie Mingjue, who had not participated in the grand talk, and led him to fly to Jinlintai from elsewhere to come forward.

Although Nie Mingjue was Jin Guangshan's younger generation, he was strict, never tolerated, never tolerated, and when he berated him, Jin Guangshan lost face and was speechless. The fierce-tempered Nie Mingjue drew his sword on the spot and wanted to kill Xue Yang. His righteous brother, Lianfangzun Jin Guangyao, stepped forward to smooth the field. He also ordered him to get out of the way. Voice. In the end, the Lanling Jin Sect had no choice but to give in.

After Xue Yang was arrested by Xiao Xingchen and taken to Jinlintai, he has always been confident. Nie MingJue grinned when his knife was pressed to his neck. Before being dragged down, he also said to Xiao Xingchen very affectionately, "Master, don't forget me. Let's see."

Hearing this, Wei WuXian knew that this sentence "Wait and see" would definitely make Xiao Xingchen pay an extremely painful price.

The Lanling Jin Clan was worthy of being the thickest-skinned family. Although Jin Lintai promised to clean up Xue Yang in front of Bai Clan, when Nie Mingjue was no longer in front of him, he quickly imprisoned Xue Yang in the dungeon and commuted his sentence to imprisonment. forever. Nie MingJue was furious when he learned about this, and he put pressure on him again. The other families clasped their hands to watch the show, but it didn't take long for Nie MingJue to go into trouble and die.

He cultivated faster than the previous generations of the Qinghe Nie family masters, and died earlier than the previous generations of the family masters.

The most difficult person to deal with was gone, and the LanlingJin Sect became more and more reckless and made more crooked ideas. Jin Guangshan began to find ways to get Xue Yang out of prison, continue to restore the Yin Tiger Talisman, and explore its mysteries.

But this kind of thing is disgraceful after all. If you want to lift a murderer who kills people from the dungeon, without a serious name, that's not enough.

So, they turned their attention to Chang Ping.

Intimidation, enticement, and harassment continued. In the end, the Lanling Jin Clan succeeded in getting Chang Ping to speak out, overturning all previous injustices, and proclaiming that Xue Yang had nothing to do with the extermination of the Chang family.

When Xiao Xingchen heard the news and came to the door to ask, Chang Ping said helplessly to him, "Other than this, what else can I do? If I can't bear it, the rest of our family will have no way to survive. Thank you, Daoist, but... please don't help me any more. Now, if you help me, you are hurting me. I don't want the Yueyang Chang Clan to end here."

In this way, as soon as we go out, let the tiger return to the mountain and sing.

Wei Wuxian was silent.

If he is Chang Ping, he will never let go of the Lanling Jin family who is the number one family that covers the sky with one hand, and whoever promises him how bright and glorious his future will be. On the contrary, he would personally go to the dungeon at night, cut Xue Yang alive into a puddle of flesh, and then call him back to cut him again and again, until he regretted being born in this world.

But not everyone has his temperament that would rather die together. Several members of the Chang family are still alive, and Chang Ping is still young, without a wife and no children, and has just embarked on the journey of immortality. Whether it was threatening the lives of his surviving family members, or threatening his future and cultivation, he had to think carefully.

After all, he is not Chang Ping himself, so he can't replace him with righteous indignation, and he can't replace him with fear, and bear these physical and mental tortures.

And after Xue Yang was released, he launched his revenge once again. But this time, he did not take revenge on Xiao Xingchen himself.

Xiao Xingchen went out of the mountain alone, and had no relatives. He only had a good friend whom he met after going down the mountain, named Song Lan. This Song Lan was also a famous Taoist scholar at the time. He was arrogant and had a good reputation. Both of them want to build their own sects, ignore blood inheritance, and focus on like-minded people. It can be said that they are close friends and like-minded. Words from the people of the time: Mingyue Qingfeng Xiao Xingchen, Aoxue Lingshuang Song Zichen.

Xue Yang chose this side to start, and repeated his old tricks to wipe out Song Lan's Bai Xueguan, who had grown up and learned from a young age. He also secretly plotted and blinded Song Lan's eyes with poison powder.

This time, he exterminated the experience and did it very neatly, without any clues left. Although everyone knows that he must have done it, but what can be done? No evidence. In addition, Jin Guangshan deliberately covered up, and Chi Fengzun, who was angry with the power of thunder, has also passed away, and no one has a way to deal with him.

Hearing this, Wei WuXian suddenly felt a little strange: Although Lan WangJi looked at him indifferently and didn't want to be a director, but from what Wei WuXian knew about him in the past, he was no less jealous than Nie Huaisang's eldest brother. Back then, the Lanling Jin Sect was a little sloppy, but Lan Wangji was never shy about being outspoken. Today, he doesn't go to his family's invitations very often, and doesn't support him at all. If two such vicious massacres happened in a row back then, it would have spread all over the city, and Lan Wangji would never just sit back and ignore it. Why didn't he go and deal with this Xue Yang?

Just as he was about to ask questions, he remembered the marks of the whip on Lan Wangji.

If Lan Wangji made a big mistake and received so many whips, he would definitely be banned from going out for several years. I am afraid that in the years when the incident happened, it was when he was being punished or recuperating from his injuries. No wonder he only said he had "heard something".

Wei WuXian was inexplicably concerned about those scars, but he was inconvenient to ask directly, so he had to press it down for a while, and said, "Then what happened to Daoist Master Xiao Xingchen?"

What happened later, of course, could only end in dismal. When Xiao Xingchen left the mountain, he swore that he would never go back. He made a very heavy promise, but Song Lan was blind and seriously injured, so he broke his oath and returned to Baoshan's scattered place with Song Lan on his back, asking the master to save his friend.

Baoshan Sanren read in the mentoring session and agreed to his request. Xiao Xingchen went down the mountain and left, and has since disappeared.

In another year, Song Lan also left the mountain. The world was amazed that he could even see the eyes that had been completely blinded back then, but in fact, it was not Baoshan Sanren's superb medical skills, but Xiao Xingchen... digging out his own eyes and returning them to the ones who received them. Tired Song Lan.

Song Lan wanted to take revenge on Xue Yang, but at this time, Jin Guangshan had passed away, and Jin Guangyao took over the Lanling Jin family and was sent to the position of Immortal Governor. In order to show the new personality, he cleaned up Xue Yang as soon as he came to power, no longer mentioning the restoration of the Yinhu Talisman, and made various remedies and pacification measures to restore his reputation, suppressing rumors. Song Lan went after the traces of his former friend. At first, he could hear where he went, but later, there was no news. In addition, the Yueyang Chang clan was a little-known family, so many things were gradually annihilated into the dust.

After listening to this long story, Wei Wuxian let out a light sigh of relief, and felt a burst of regret: "Because of something that had nothing to do with me, to end up like this, really... If Xiao Xingchen was born a few years earlier, Or if I die a few years later, things won't be like this. If I'm alive, how can this kind of thing be ignored. How can such a person not befriend him!"

Immediately, he laughed at himself, secretly laughing at himself: "I care? How should I care? If I was still alive at the time, maybe there is no need to investigate the case of the Liyang Chang Sect's annihilation, and it will be directly blamed for me. This Xiao Xingchen said. I met me on the long road, I approached him and asked him to drink, he might beat me with a whisk, haha."

They had already passed the Chang residence and came to a cemetery not far from here. Wei WuXian saw the dark red word "Chang" on the archway and asked, "Then why did Chang Ping die later? Who sent the surviving members of his family?"

Before Lan WangJi could answer, at this moment, in the bluish twilight, there was a sound of "bang bang bang" knocking on the door.

It sounded like knocking on the door, but it wasn't knocking on the door. The force is very strong, very fast, and does not stop for a while. Stupidly, it seems that there is a layer of things separated.

The two of them were condensed on both sides.

The more than fifty members of the Yueyang Chang family were lying in their coffins at this moment, slapping their coffin lids from the inside. Just like the night when he was scared to death, he slammed on the door frantically, but never waited for someone to open the door.

This is what the guy in the wine shop said—the sound of the coffin being beaten in the Chang family cemetery!

But the guy said that the trouble was ten years ago, and now it has stopped. How could they just start filming again as soon as they came?

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji both restrained their breath and sneaked silently.

After leaning against the pillars of the archway, they all saw that in the center of the cemetery, a hole appeared among the tombstones.

A very deep hole was dug, and the side of the hole was filled with dirt, which was just dug. A soft sound came from the cave.

Someone digs a grave.

The two held their breaths quietly, waiting for the man in the cave to come out by himself.

Less than half a column of incense, two people leaped up from the tomb that had been dug up.

Thanks to Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji's good eyesight, they realized that they were two people. Because these two people are like conjoined babies, one is carrying the other, they are tightly connected, and they are all dressed in black, so it is extremely difficult to tell them apart.

The man who jumped up stood with his back to them, with long hands and feet. And the man he was carrying hung his head and limbs drooping and was lifeless. But this is right, since it was dug out of the grave, it must be a dead person, and it is normal to be lifeless.

Just thinking about it, the gravedigger turned his head sharply and saw them.

This person's face was covered with a thick black mist, which taught people to completely lose sight of his facial features and face!

Wei WuXian knew that he must have cast some kind of weird spell to cover his face, Lan WangJi had already sacrificed Bichen, swept into the cemetery, and fought with him. The grave digger reacted very quickly, seeing Bichen's blue sword light coming, he squeezed a sword tactic, and summoned a sword light. However, this sword light, like his face, was entangled by the rolling black mist, and it was impossible to see what color and momentum it was. The gravedigger was carrying a corpse on his back in a strange sparring posture. The two sword lights intersected several times, Lan Wangji recalled Bichen, held it in his hand, and quickly covered his face with a layer of frost.

Wei Wuxian knew why he suddenly looked cold. Because of the fight just now, even an outsider like him could clearly see that this gravedigger was very familiar with Lan Wangji's swordsmanship!

Lan Wangji didn't say a word, Bichen stabbed harder, his sword intent was overwhelming. The gravedigger stepped back again and again, as if he knew that he was not a match for Lan Wangji with a dead man on his back, and if he fought again, he would definitely be captured alive, and suddenly he took out a dark blue talisman from his waist.

Teleporter!

This kind of talisman can instantly transport people thousands of miles away, but it also consumes a lot of spiritual power. It takes a long time for the user to recover their vitality, and those who are not strong enough to use spiritual power are not qualified to use it. So although it is a treasure, it is rarely used. Seeing that he was about to flee, Wei Wuxian gave him two quick high-fives, knelt down on one knee, and punched the ground.

The power of this punch penetrated the layers of soil, went deep into the soil, and penetrated the thick coffin lid, giving the deceased trapped in it an almost crazy stimulation. With a rattling sound, four bloody arms rose from the ground and grabbed the gravedigger with one left, one right and two legs!

The grave digger didn't care, he poured his spiritual energy into his feet, sending four corpse hands flying. Wei WuXian pulled out his bamboo flute, and with a sharp and shrill tone tore through the falling night, two heads burst out of the tomb, and his entire body also left the ground, climbing up the gravedigger's legs, entwining like snakes On his body, open his mouth and bite down on his neck and arms.

The gravedigger snorted disdainfully, as if he was talking about a "tricky worm-carving trick", and his spiritual power spread all over his body.

He also shook the corpse he was carrying on his back!

Wei Wuxian slapped the tablet and laughed wildly. Lan WangJi took the limp body with one hand and stabbed at Bichen with the other. The gravedigger saw that what he had just dug up had been snatched away, and he couldn't defeat Lan Wangji alone, not to mention that there was another person doing evil things, so he didn't dare to stay any longer, and threw the teleportation talisman to his feet. After a loud noise, billowing blue flames rose into the sky, and his figure disappeared into the flames.

Wei WuXian had long known that the gravedigger had a teleportation talisman in his hand, and even if he caught him, he would still be able to find an opportunity to escape. Leaving behind the corpse he dug up already left a clue. He didn't feel it was a pity. He walked over to Lan Wangji and said, "Look who he dug up."

He was slightly startled when he saw this. The head of the corpse was broken. What was exposed in the broken place was not flesh and blood, but clumps of cotton wool that had been slightly blackened.

Wei WuXian pulled the corpse's head off with a tug of it, held the very delicate dummy head, and said, "What's the matter? In the Chang family's cemetery, there is a fake made of cotton and rags buried in it. Corpse?"

Lan WangJi took the corpse just now, weighed its weight, knew it was weird, and said, "It's not all fake."

Wei Wuxian touched the corpse all over, and found that its limbs were all soft and crumpled, only the chest and abdomen felt solid. After tearing off the clothes, sure enough, the torso is the real torso, and the rest of the body is fake.

The head and limbs made of cotton wool were used to "trick" the torso into thinking it was still growing on its owner. Judging from the skin color and the fractured surface of the left shoulder, it must be the torso of the good brother they were looking for. The gravedigger just now came to dig it.

Wei WuXian got up and said, "It seems that the person hiding the corpse has noticed that we are investigating this matter, and is afraid that we will dig it out and will come over and transfer the torso. It's better to come early than to come by chance, and we just bumped into it haha. However," he changed his tone: "Why is the fog-faced man who dug the grave so familiar with your family's swordsmanship?"

Obviously, Lan WangJi was also thinking about this matter, and the frosty look on his face still didn't fade away. Wei WuXian said, "This person's cultivation is quite high, so high that he can support the consumption of using a teleportation talisman. He cast spells on his face and sword. It's understandable to cast spells on his face, he's afraid of being recognized. But there is no need for a generally unknown monk to cast spells on his sword to cover up—unless his sword is somewhat famous or very famous in the comprehension world, and many people recognize his sword glow, and it will be revealed when he is sacrificed. , so it had to be covered up.”

Wei WuXian asked tentatively, "HanGuang-Jun, you played against him just now. Do you think he is someone you are very familiar with?"

He couldn't be more specific. For example, Lan Xichen. Or, Lan Qiren.

Lan WangJi affirmed, "No."

Wei Wuxian was very confident in Lan Wangji's answer. He believes that Lan Wangji is not the kind of person who will cover up the truth or dare not face the truth. If he said no, it must not be. He also doesn't like to lie, according to Wei Wuxian's opinion, let Lan Wangji lie, he would rather give himself the gag technique not to speak. So Wei Wuxian immediately excluded the two and said, "That would be even more complicated."

Lan Wangji put his torso into another double-layered evil-sealing bag, and put it away properly. The two walked around the neighborhood a few times, and then leisurely turned back to the restaurant street.

That little guy really counts, seven or eight out of ten other restaurants on this street are closed, but their guise is still on, and the lights are on. The guy brought a big bowl of rice to the door, and when he saw them, he said happily: "I'm back! How is it, let's talk about it, right? Did you two see anything?"

Wei Wuxian replied with a smile, and went back to Bairi's seat with Lan Wangji.

The table at his feet was full of wine jars, and he said, "By the way, where did we talk about it before? It was interrupted by the grave digger who suddenly jumped out. I don't know how Chang Ping died. "

Lan Wangji continued to describe him plainly and succinctly.

Xue Yang, Xiao Xingchen, Song Lan and others left one after another. The missing disappeared and the dead died. Years after the incident was revealed, one day, Chang Ping and the rest of his family died in Ling Chi overnight. . Moreover, Chang Ping's eyes were also gouged out.

This time, no one can find out who the murderer is. After all, all the parties involved have disappeared. However, one thing is certain.

The sword that Ling Chi and the others were wearing was proved to be Xiao Xingchen's saber, Shuanghua.

Wei Wuxian put a bowl of wine on his lips, stunned by the follow-up: "Is it delayed by Xiao Xingchen's saber? Was he the one who did it?"

Lan WangJi said, "Xiao XingChen is missing, the verdict is still pending."

Wei WuXian said, "I can't find anyone alive, so have you tried conjuring souls?"

Lan WangJi said, "I tried. It didn't work."

If there is no fruit, then either he is not dead, or his soul is gone. There is a specialization in the art industry, so Wei Wuxian must express his opinion on this: "As for this kind of thing, you can't say it absolutely, the time and place are right and people are indispensable, and sometimes things go wrong. I guess many people think that Is it Xiao Xingchen's revenge? Hanguang-kun, what about you? What do you think?"

Lan Wangji slowly shook his head and said, "I don't know the full picture, so I won't comment."

Wei Wuxian admired his attitude and principles, and took a sip of wine with a smile. He heard Lan Wangji say again, "What do you think?"

Wei WuXian said, "Ling Chi is a kind of torture, and it means 'punishment' in itself. It's hard not to think of Xiao Xingchen who also had his eyes gouged out. So these people guessed that it was Xiao Xing. It's understandable that Chen is taking revenge, but," he thought about his words and said, "I don't think Xiao Xingchen wanted Chang Ping's gratitude to come forward to intervene in this matter. I..."

He hadn't figured out what to do with "I", but the guy graciously brought two plates of peanuts. Wei Wuxian was interrupted, so he didn't need to continue. He looked up at Lan Wangji and smiled, "Hanguang-Jun, why are you looking at me like this? I'm not very good. I don't know the whole picture, and I also won't comment. You're right, you're understanding everything. Before the inside story and the ins and outs, no one can make judgments about anything. I only wanted five jars, but you bought me five more jars. I'm afraid I can't finish it all by myself. How about you drink with me? Here again It's not that Yunshen doesn't know where to go, so you don't break the ban, right?"

He was prepared to be rejected in one bite, but Lan Wangji said, "Drink."

Wei WuXian clicked his tongue, "HanGuang-Jun, you have really changed. You used to drink a small jar in front of you, and you were so vicious that you wanted to throw me over the wall and beat me. Now you are still in the room. The emperor smiled and secretly drank."

Lan Wangji adjusted the front of his clothes and said in a low voice, "The Son of Heaven laughed, I didn't move a single jar."

Wei WuXian said, "If you don't drink it, why are you hiding it and keeping it for me? Okay, okay, don't move if you don't move, can't you believe me? I won't mention it, come on. I must take a look. , How many cups do the Gusu Lan clan's children who don't drink a drop of wine pour?"

He poured a bowl for Lan Wangji, Lan Wangji didn't even think about it, he took it and poured it down. Wei Wuxian was inexplicably excited, staring at his face to see when he blushed. Who knows, after staring at him for a long time, Lan Wangji's face and expression have not changed at all, and his light-colored eyes are looking at him calmly - there is no change at all!

Wei WuXian was greatly disappointed, and was about to persuade him to drink another jar, when suddenly Lan WangJi frowned and lightly rubbed the center of his eyebrows. After a while, one hand rested on his forehead and closed his eyes.

……Fell asleep?

……Fell asleep!

The average person should get drunk first and then sleep after drinking so much alcohol. How could Lan WangJi skip the step of getting drunk and go straight to sleep? !

All he wants to see is the "Drunk" section!

Wei Wuxian waved to Lan Wangji, who was sleeping with a serious and upright face, and clapped his hands in his ear. Should not.

It was actually a bowl.

Wei Wuxian didn't expect this to happen, he patted his leg, thought for a moment, wrapped Lan Wangji's right hand around his neck, dragged him out of the small wine shop.

He was very skilled in touching the things on Lan Wangji's body. He took the money bag, went to an inn and asked for two rooms. Go out at night.

Walking to a remote area in the wilderness, Wei Wuxian pulled out the bamboo flute from his waist, brought it to his lips, blew a tune, and then waited quietly.

During these days, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji were facing each other every day, and there was no time to be alone. He couldn't summon Wen Ning either. In addition to the previous half-concealed identity, there are other reasons.

Wen Ning had Gusu Lan's life in his hands, even if Lan Wangji was kind to him, Wei Wuxian couldn't just summon Wen Ning in front of him. In other words, it was because Lan Wangji was very kind to him that Wei Wuxian had no face to summon Wen Ning in front of him. No matter how thick his skin is, he is not thick on this kind of thing.

When I came back to my senses, there was a sudden "ding ding dong" in my ears.

Wen Ning's figure with his head lowered appeared under the shadow of the city wall in front of him.

He was all pitch-black, dissolved in the darkness beside him, with only eyes without pupils, which were dazzlingly white and hideously white.

Wei Wuxian put his hands together and walked slowly around him.

Wen Ning moved, as if he wanted to follow his pace and circle, Wei WuXian said, "Stand still."

He just stood still. The delicate face seemed even more melancholy.

Wei WuXian said, "Hand."

Wen Ning stretched out a right hand. Wei Wuxian grabbed his wrist and lifted it up, carefully examining the iron rings and chains locked around his wrist.

This is no ordinary iron chain. Wen Ning was extremely irritable when he became mad. He could twist steel into mud with his bare hands, and he would never let it drag on him like that. It was probably a pair of iron chains specially made to imprison Wen Ning.

Burnt to ashes?

Even the remnants of the Yin Tiger Talisman had to be restored with painstaking effort. Certain aristocratic families coveted the ghost general, how could they be willing to burn their bones to ashes?

Wei Wuxian sneered, stood beside Wen Ning, thought for a moment, and then slowly pressed his hand in his hair.

Those who stay and lock Wen Ning must not let him think for himself. To make him obey the orders of others, Wen Ning's sanity must be destroyed, and something must be planted in his head. Sure enough, after pressing it three times, Wei Wuxian pressed a hard little point on an acupuncture point on the side of his right brain. He put his other hand on the symmetrical part of Wen Ning's left brain, and there was a small hard object that seemed to be the tail of a needle.

Wei WuXian held both ends of the needles at the same time, started slowly, and pulled out two black spikes from Wen Ning's head.

The two black nails were about an inch long and as thick as a red rope tied to a jade pendant, and were buried deep in Wen Ning's head. The instant the nail came out of his skull, Wen Ning's facial features trembled slightly, and a layer of black bloodshot-like things climbed up in the whites of his eyes, as if he was trying his best to endure the pain.

Even though he is a dead person, he can still feel the "pain".

Those two nails were engraved with intricate and intricate patterns, and they must have had an extraordinary origin. The person who made them was a bit of a skill. If Wen Ning was to recover, he would have to wait for a long time. Wei WuXian put them away, looked down at the iron chains on Wen Ning's wrists and ankles, and thought to himself, there's no way for them to be dragged around like this, he has to find an immortal sword to cut them off.

The first thing he thought of was Lan Wangji's Bichen. Although it was a bit inappropriate to use the Lan family's sword to help Wen Ning cut the chains, it was the easiest immortal sword he could get, and he couldn't let Wen Ning drag such a pile of burdens on him.

Wei WuXian thought, "That's it. I'll go back to the inn first. If Lan Zhan is awake, I won't borrow it. If Lan Zhan is still asleep, I'll borrow Bichen and use it."

Making up his mind, he turned around. Who knows, as soon as he turned around, Lan WangJi was standing behind him.