Chapter 40

If it were another little girl of the same age, she would have screamed on the spot. But A-Qing pretended to be blind for so many years, everyone thought she couldn't see, and often made many actions in front of her without precaution. She had seen countless ugly things before, and she had developed a diamond heart, but she just didn't say a word.

Even so, Wei Wuxian still felt the numbness and stiffness coming from her legs.

Xiao XingChen stood among the corpses of the villagers scattered all over the place, retracted his sword and scabbed it, and said with a deep concentration, "There isn't a single living person in this village? Are they all walking corpses?"

Xue Yang pursed his lips and smiled, but the voice that came out of his mouth sounded very surprised and puzzled, with a bit of pain, and said, "That's right. Fortunately, your sword can automatically guide the corpse's qi, otherwise it's just the two of us. Personally, it is difficult to break out of the siege."

Xiao XingChen said, "Let's inspect the village again. If there are really no living people left, burn all the corpses as soon as possible."

After they walked far side by side, A-Qing's legs regained strength. She slipped out from the back of the house, walked to the pile of corpses, and looked down to look left and right. Wei Wuxian's eyes drifted along with her.

These villagers were all killed by Xiao Xingchen's clean and neat sword. Suddenly, Wei Wuxian noticed a few familiar faces.

In the previous few paragraphs of memory, the three of them went out during the day, met a few idlers, and sat at the intersection of a village and played dice. When they passed that intersection, these idle men glanced up and saw a big blind man, a small blind man, and a small lame man, all laughing and pointing fingers. A-Qing spat at them and waved a bamboo pole. Xiao Xingchen walked over with a calm expression as if he hadn't heard it. Xue Yang even smiled. But there was no smile in those eyes.

A-Qing looked at several corpses in a row, and when he rolled up their eyelids, all of them had white pupils, and there were a few people whose faces were covered with corpses, and he was relieved. But Wei Wuxian's heart sank lower and lower.

Although these people look like walking corpses, they are really alive.

Just a living person with corpse poison.

Near the mouths and noses of several corpses, Wei Wuxian also saw traces of purplish red powder. Those who have been poisoned too deeply and have become walking corpses cannot be saved, but there are those whose poisoning is shallow and can still be recovered. These villagers were just recently poisoned. They would have the characteristics of a corpse changer and exude a corpse aura, but they could think, think, speak, and still alive. As long as they were treated, they could be rescued just like Lan Jingyi and the others at that time. This kind of murder must not be mistaken, otherwise it is equivalent to mutilating the lives of living people.

They could have spoken, identified their identities, and called for help, but the bad thing was that they all had their tongues cut off in advance. The mouth of each corpse was dripping with warm or dried blood.

Although Xiao Xingchen couldn't see it, Shuanghua would guide him to the corpse's aura, and since these villagers had no tongues, they could only let out strange howls that were extremely similar to walking corpses. Therefore, he had no doubt that what he killed was a walking corpse.

Frustrated, murdered with a knife. Kindness will be revenge, vicious and sinister.

However, A-Qing didn't understand the secrets. She knew very roughly, and she heard Xiao Xingchen mention it occasionally. She murmured, "Is this bad thing really helping the Taoist priest?"

Wei WuXian thought, "You must never trust Xue Yang like that!"

Fortunately, this girl A-Qing has a very keen intuition. Although she can't figure out anything wrong with her knowledge, but in her intuition, her vigilance against Xue Yang has long been ingrained, and she instinctively hates this person, so she can't rest assured. Therefore, as long as Xue Yang followed Xiao Xingchen out for night hunting, she would follow quietly. Even in the same room, she never let her guard down.

One night, the winter wind was howling, and the three of them were huddled around the broken stove in the small room to keep warm. Xiao XingChen was repairing a vegetable basket with a broken strip. A-Qing was wearing the only quilt and wrapped herself into a zongzi and rubbed against him. Xue Yang rested his chin in one hand and did nothing. Hearing that A-Qing kept clamoring for Xiao Xingchen to tell him stories to coax him, he said impatiently, "Stop arguing, and tying your tongue in a knot if you keep arguing."

A-Qing didn't listen to him at all, and demanded, "Master, I want to hear the story!"

Xiao XingChen said, "No one told me stories when I was a kid, how can I tell you?"

A-Qing was entangled and wanted to roll on the ground. Xiao XingChen said, "Okay, then I'll tell you a story about a mountain."

A-Qing said, "There used to be a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain?"

Xiao XingChen said, "No, there used to be an unknown immortal mountain, and there lived a Taoist immortal. The immortal accepted many apprentices, but they were not allowed to go down the mountain."

This beginning, Wei Wuxian understood immediately: "Baoshan loose people."

A-Qing said, "Why are you not allowed to go down the mountain?"

Xiao Xingchen said, "Because the immortals themselves don't understand the world under the mountain, so they hid on the mountain. She said to the apprentice, if you want to go down the mountain, then you don't have to come back, and don't bring the disputes from the outside world back to the mountain."

A-Qing said, "How can you hold back? There must be some apprentices who can't help but slip down the mountain to play."

Xiao XingChen said, "Yes. The first person to go down the mountain was a very good disciple. When he first came down the mountain, he was admired and praised by everyone because of his high skills, and he also became a famous person in the right path. But later on. , I don't know what happened, his temperament changed greatly, and he suddenly became a murderous monster. He was finally hacked to death by someone."

Baoshan Sanren's first apprentice who "couldn't die well", Taoist Yanling.

What happened to Wei Wuxian, his uncle, after he went down the mountain to join the WTO, which caused his temperament to change greatly, remains a mystery to this day. I'm afraid no one will know in the future. After Xiao Xingchen finished repairing the vegetable basket, he touched it. After confirming that it won't get in the way, he put it down and continued, "The second apprentice is also a very good female apprentice."

Wei Wuxian felt hot in his chest.

Tibetan people.

A-Qing asked, "Is she beautiful?" Xiao XingChen said, "I don't know, it is said to be very beautiful." A-Qing held her face and said, "Then I know, after she went down the mountain, many people must like her and want to marry her. She, and then she must marry a high official, or everyone's head! Hee hee."

Xiao XingChen smiled and said, "You guessed wrong, she married a servant of the master, and the two of them went away together."

A-Qing said: "I don't like it. How can a good and beautiful fairy like a servant? This kind of story is too tacky, it's all prostituted by those poor and sour book dealers. Then what? what happened?"

Xiao XingChen said, "Then they both lost their lives during a night hunt."

A-Qing Po said, "What kind of story is this! Even if you marry a servant, you will die together! I won't listen!"

Wei WuXian thought to himself, "It's fortunate that Xiao Xingchen didn't tell her about these two big devils who have given birth to everyone, otherwise she might have slapped me on the head."

Xiao Xingchen said helplessly, "That's why I said it from the beginning, I can't tell stories."

A-Qing said, "Daoist, you always remember your previous night hunting experience, right? I love hearing about that! Tell me, what monsters have you fought before?"

Xue Yang had been squinting for a while, and he seemed to be listening, but his eyes narrowed slightly, his pupils contracted, and he squinted at Xiao Xingchen.

Xiao XingChen said, "That's too much."

Xue Yang suddenly said, "Really? That Taoist priest used to hunt alone at night?"

The corners of his lips were slightly upturned, clearly showing a malicious look, but his voice was full of pure curiosity. After a pause, Xiao Xingchen smiled slightly and said, "No."

A-Qing is interested: "Who else is there?"

This time, Xiao Xingchen paused longer. After a long while, he said, "A close friend of mine."

A strange light flashed in Xue Yang's eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened. It seemed that revealing Xingchen's scar would give him a lot of pleasure. A-Qing was really curious, "Who is your friend, Taoist priest? What kind of person?"

Xiao XingChen said calmly, "A sincere gentleman with a noble personality."

Hearing this, Xue Yang rolled his eyes with contempt, his lips moved slightly, and seemed to curse a few words silently, but he deliberately pretended to be puzzled and said, "That Daoist priest, where is your friend now? So, why didn't you see him coming to you?"

Wei WuXian thought, "This is really a sinister little knife."

Sure enough, Xiao Xingchen stopped talking. Although A-Qing didn't know what was going on, he seemed to sense something. He held his breath and glanced at Xue Yang, his teeth were slightly itchy, as if he wanted to bite him. After a while, Xiao Xingchen broke the silence and said, "I don't know where he is at the moment. However, I hope..."

Before he finished speaking, he touched A-Qing's head and said, "Okay, tonight, let's stop here. I really don't know how to tell stories, it's too embarrassing."

A-Qing said obediently, "Oh, okay!"

Who knows, Xue Yang suddenly said, "How about I say something?"

A-Qing was disappointed, and immediately said, "Okay, please tell me."

Xue Yang said leisurely, "There used to be a child.

"This child likes sweet things very much, but because he has no parents, no mother and no money, he often can't eat it. One day, he sat in a daze in front of a step as usual. There was a restaurant opposite the steps, and a man was sitting At a table inside, I saw this little boy and beckoned him to come over."

Although the beginning of this story was not very good, at least it was much better than the old-fashioned Xiao Xingchen. If A-Qing had a pair of bunny ears, they would definitely stand up at this moment.

Xue Yang continued: "This kid is ignorant and doesn't know what to do at first. When he saw someone waving at him, he ran over immediately. The man pointed to a plate of dim sum on the table and said to him: Do you want to eat it?

"Of course he wanted to eat, and nodded desperately. So the man gave the child a piece of paper and said: If you want to eat, take this to a room somewhere, and I'll give it to you after delivery.

"The child is very happy, he can get a plate of snacks for one run, and this plate of snacks is earned by himself.

"He was illiterate, so he took the paper and sent it to the designated place, opened the door, and a burly man came out. He took the paper and glanced at him. He beat his nose with blood, and grabbed his hair and asked, "Who is it?" I asked you to bring this kind of thing here?"

This child must be Xue Yang himself.

Wei Wuxian could not have imagined that he is so shrewd now, but he was honest and ignorant when he was a child. The man from the restaurant and the burly man probably had something to do with each other. He didn't dare to scold him in person, so he asked a boy on the road to deliver a letter to insult him. Such behavior is called obscene.

Xue Yang said: "He was afraid and pointed in the direction. The burly man carried his hair all the way back to the restaurant. That man had already run away. And the unfinished snacks on the table were also taken away by the staff in the store. The big man was furious, knocked several tables in the store, and walked away cursing.

"The child was in a hurry. He ran for a while, was beaten, and his hair was pulled all the way. His scalp was about to be pulled off, and it was not good if he couldn't eat snacks. So he asked the man tearfully: My What about dim sum? What about the dim sum you agreed to give me?"

Xue Yang said with a smile: "The guy was smashed into the store, and he was so angry that he slapped the kid out of the door, making his ears buzzing. He got up and walked for a while, guess what? It's such a coincidence. , I met the man who asked him to deliver the letter again."

At this point, he didn't go any further. A-Qing was in a trance, and urged, "Then what? What happened?"

Xue Yang said, "What else can I do? It's not like getting slapped and kicked a few times."

A-Qing said, "Is this you? If you like sweets, it must be you! How could you be like this when you were young! If it were me, I would spit into his food and tea first, and then..." She danced and almost hit Xiao Xingchen, who was beside her. Xiao Xingchen hurriedly said, "Alright, alright, after the story is over, go to sleep."

A-Qing was carried into the coffin by him, and was still beating her chest angrily: "Oh! The story of the two of you is really maddening me! One is boring and annoying, and the other is annoying! My mother, that The man who sends the letter is really annoying! I'm suffocated to death!"

Xiao Xingchen tucked the quilt for her, walked a few steps, and asked, "What happened next?"

Xue Yang said, "Guess what? There's no aftermath, and your story isn't going on."

Xiao XingChen said, "No matter what happened later, since you can be considered safe now, you don't need to dwell too much on the past."

Xue Yang said, "I'm not depressed about the past. It's just that that little blind man stole my candy every day and ate them all. It reminded me of the time when I couldn't eat it before."

A-Qing kicked the coffin hard and protested, "Master, don't listen to his nonsense! I didn't eat much at all!"

Xiao XingChen smiled softly and said, "Let's all rest."

Xue Yang didn't follow him tonight, Xiao Xingchen went out to hunt at night alone, and A-Qing lay still in the coffin, but he couldn't sleep with his eyes open.

When the sky was light, Xiao Xingchen entered the door quietly.

As he passed the coffin, he put his hand in. A-Qing closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. She didn't open her eyes until Xiao Xingchen left Yizhuang again. saw a small candy next to the straw pillow.

She stuck her head out and looked into the dormitory. Xue Yang didn't sleep either, sitting at the table, wondering what he was thinking.

A candy lay quietly on the edge of the table.

After the night of the fireside chat, Xiao Xingchen would give each of them a candy to eat every day. A-Qing was naturally pleased, but Xue Yang expressed neither thanks nor rejection. This attitude made A-Qing dissatisfied for several days.

Xiao Xingchen was responsible for the food and lodging of the three in Yicheng. He is blind and does not know how to choose dishes, and he is embarrassed to bargain with others. He goes out alone and meets a kind hawker, but he prefers to deliberately deceive him when he encounters a few times. . Xiao Xingchen himself didn't pay much attention, or he didn't pay much attention at all, but A-Qing's heart lit up, and he was so angry that he wanted to buy food with Xiao Xingchen and settle accounts with those unscrupulous hawkers. However, she could see it but couldn't reveal it, and she didn't dare to slap around in front of Xiao XingChen's face. That's when Xue Yang came in handy. He was a rogue, with sharp eyes and venomous mouths. As long as he followed him out, if he wanted to buy anything, he would shamelessly cut half the price first. If the other party is willing, he will have to go further, and if he is not, he will show a fierce look. It can be seen that those hawkers think that this person is willing to give money and it is not bad. Presumably, when Xue Yang used to run rampant in Kuizhou and Lanling, most of the things he wanted, he never needed money. A-Qing let out a bad breath, and when she was happy, she also praised him a few times. Coupled with that delicious candy every day, after that, for a short period of time, there was a subtle peace between A-Qing and Xue Yang.

It's just that she couldn't let go of her vigilance against Xue Yang, and this little peace was often quickly suppressed by many doubts and slander.

One day, A-Qing was playing blind on the street again. She has played this game all her life and never tires of it. I was walking around knocking on the bamboo pole, when suddenly, a voice came from behind: "Little girl, if you can't see, don't walk so fast."

It was a young man's voice that sounded a little cold. When A-Qing turned around, she saw a tall, black-clothed Taoist standing a few feet behind her, with a long sword on his back, a whisk in his arms, his robe fluttering, and he was standing in a very upright posture, very proud and aloof. gas.

This face is exactly Song Lan.

A-Qing tilted her head, Song Lan had already walked over, Fuchen put on her shoulders, led her aside, and said, "There are few people on the road."

Wei Wuxian thought to himself, "It really deserves to be Xiao Xingchen's good friend. So-called good friends must be two people with similar natures."

A-Qing smiled and said, "A-Qing, thank you, Daoist Master!"

Song Lan retracted the whisk, put it in his arms again, glanced at her, and said, "Don't play crazy. This place is heavy, don't linger outside after sunset."

A-Qing said, "Okay!"

Song Lan nodded and continued to walk forward. A-Qing couldn't help turning her head to look at him, only to see him walking for a while, stopped a pedestrian, and said, "Please stay. Excuse me, has anyone seen a blind Taoist man with a sword in the vicinity?"

A-Qing immediately listened intently. The pedestrian said: "I don't know very well. Daoist, you can't find someone in front of you to ask."

Song Lan said, "Thank you."

A-Qing knocked on the bamboo pole and walked over, "This Taoist priest, what are you doing with that Taoist priest?"

Song Lan turned around suddenly: "Have you seen this person?"

A-Qing said, "I think I've seen it before, but I don't think I've seen it before."

Song Lan said, "How can we meet?"

A-Qing said, "If you answer a few questions, I might have met. Are you a friend of the Taoist priest?"

Song Lan was stunned, and after a while, he said, "...Yes."

Wei Wuxian thought to himself, "Why did he hesitate?"

A-Qing also felt that he was reluctant to answer, and he was suspicious, and said, "Do you really know him? How tall is that Taoist priest? Is he beautiful or ugly? What kind of sword is he?"

Song Lan immediately said, "The stature is similar to mine, and the appearance is very good. The sword is carved with frost."

Seeing that his answer was correct and he didn't look like a bad person, A-Qing said, "I know where he is. Daoist priest, please come with me!"

Song Lan should have been running around looking for friends for many years now, and was disappointed countless times. At this time, he finally got the news. He couldn't believe it for a while, and tried his best to maintain his composure, "...There is... there is work..."

A-Qing led him to the vicinity of Yizhuang, but Song Lan settled in one place far away. A-Qing said, "What's the matter? Why didn't you go?"

For some reason, Song Lan's face was extremely pale, staring at the door of the Yizhuang, as if he wanted to rush in, but he didn't dare. Wei WuXian thought to himself, "Isn't it timid to be close to the country?"

He was about to go in with great difficulty, but he didn't know that a leisurely figure was one step ahead of him and entered the gate of Yizhuang.

Seeing that figure clearly, Song Lan's face turned from pale to ashen in an instant!

There was a burst of laughter in Yizhuang, and A-Qing hummed, "The nasty ghost is back."

Song Lan said, "Who is he? Why is he here?"

A-Qing hummed and said, "A bad guy. He doesn't say his name, who knows who he is? He was rescued by the Taoist priest. He haunts the Taoist priest all day long, I hate it to death!"

Song Lan's face was full of shock and anger, and the blue and white were intertwined. After a while, he said, "Don't make a sound!"

A-Qing was frightened by his expression, but she didn't say anything. The two walked silently outside the Yizhuang, one stood by the window and the other crouched under the window. Just listening to Yizhuang, Xiao XingChen said, "Who's turn is it today?"

The moment he heard this voice, Song Lan's hands trembled so much that even A-Qing could see clearly.

Xue Yang said, "How about we don't take turns in the future? Another way."

Xiao XingChen said, "When it's your turn, you have something to say. What's the alternative?"

Xue Yang said: "Here, there are two twigs here. If you get the long one, you won't go, and if you get the short one, you will go. How about it?"

After a moment of silence, Xue Yang haha ​​said, "Your shortness, I won, you go!"

Xiao Xingchen said helplessly, "Okay, I'll go."

He seemed to stand up and walk towards the door. Wei WuXian thought to himself, "Very good, come out quickly. It's best to run as soon as Song Lan pulls him out!"

Who knows, before taking a few steps, Xue Yang said, "Come back. I'll go."

Xiao XingChen said, "Why are you willing to go again?"

Xue Yang also got up and said, "Are you stupid? I lied to you just now. The one I drew was the short one, but I had already hidden the other longest twig, no matter where you drew it. One, I can come up with a longer one. Bullying you can't see it."

After making fun of Xiao Xingchen, he took a basket and walked out the door in a leisurely manner. A-Qing raised her head and looked at Song Lan who was trembling all over, wondering why he was so angry. Song Lan motioned for her to keep silent, and the two walked away silently. Then he began to ask A-Qing, "This person, Xing... When did the Taoist priest save him?"

His tone was solemn, and A-Qing understood that it was no trivial matter, so his answer became solemn: "It's been a long time, almost a few years."

Song Lan said, "That Taoist priest has never known who this person is?"

A-Qing said, "I don't know."

Song Lan said, "What did this person do next to the Taoist priest?"

A-Qing said, "Prank me, bully me and scare me. And... oh, and night hunting with the Taoist priest!"

Song Lan's eyebrows twitched, and she also felt that Xue Yang would not be so kind: "Night hunting? What is night hunting? Do you know?"

A-Qing didn't dare to be careless, thought for a while, and said, "There was a time when I used to hunt walking corpses, but now I hunt ghosts, animals, and so on."

Song Lan cross-examined carefully, and always seemed to feel that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out. He said, "Does the Taoist have a good relationship with him?"

Although he was reluctant to admit it, A-Qing still confessed: "I feel that the Taoist priest is not very happy alone... It's hard to have a companion... So, it seems that he likes to listen to the bad guy's one-liners..."

A dark cloud covered Song Lan's face, both angry and unbearable. In the chaos, there is only one message, clearly:

Xiao Xingchen must never know about this!

He said, "Don't tell the Daoist superfluous things."

After saying that, he chased in the direction where Xue Yang left with a sullen face. A-Qing said, "Daoist, are you going to beat that bad thing?"

Song Lan had chased him far away. Wei WuXian thought, "It's not just about fighting, he's about to kill Xue Yang!"

Xue Yang went out with a vegetable basket. A-Qing knew which way he would go to buy vegetables, so he took a short cut and passed through a forest, galloping all the way like the wind, his chest pounding wildly. After chasing him for a while, he finally saw Xue Yang's figure in front of him. He held a basket with one hand, which was stuffed with vegetables, radishes, steamed buns, etc., and yawned lazily as he walked, as if he had come back from grocery shopping.

A-Qing was used to hiding and eavesdropping, sneaking around in the bushes beside the forest and moving with him. Suddenly, Song Lan's cold voice came from the front: "Xue Yang."

It was as if someone had thrown a basin of cold water on his face, or woken up by a slap in the face from his sleep, Xue Yang's face instantly became extremely ugly.

Song Lan turned out from behind a tree, the long sword had been drawn out, held in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed diagonally to the ground.

Xue Yang pretended to be surprised: "Aiya, isn't this Daoist Song? A rare visitor. Come to eat?"

Song Lan stabbed with his sword, Xue Yang's sleeve shook out to reduce disaster, blocked a blow, took a few steps back, placed the vegetable basket beside a tree, and said, "Stinky Taoist priest, I came out to buy vegetables on a whim, you **** Come to spoil the scenery!"

With a burst of rage, Song Lan made every move, and shouted in a low voice, "What the hell are you doing! What the hell do you want to do when you have been close to Xiao Xingchen for so long!"

Xue Yang said with a smile, "I said why Daochang Song kept a hand, so I wanted to ask this."

Song Lan shouted angrily, "Tell me! How would you be so kind to help him hunt at night, a scum like you?!"

The sword qi brushed past his face, and a wound was drawn on Xue Yang's face. He was not surprised, and said, "Daoist Song knows me so well!"

One of the two is an authentic way of Taoism, and the other is a wild way of murder and arson. Song Lan's swordsmanship is obviously better than Xue Yang's, and one sword pierced Xue Yang's arm: "Speak!"

If it weren't for the fact that it was really disturbing, I had to ask clearly, I'm afraid that what he stabbed with this sword was not the arm, but the neck. Xue Yang hit the sword and said without changing his face: "Do you really want to listen? I'm afraid you will go crazy. It's best not to know some things."

Song Lan said coldly, "Xue Yang, my patience with you is limited!"

With a "dang" sound, Xue Yang parried the sword that stabbed in his eyes, and said, "Okay, this is what you have to listen to. You know, your good Taoist friend and acquaintance, what did you do? He killed a lot of walking corpses. Slaying demons and removing demons without asking for anything in return is so touching. Although he had his eyes gouged out to you and became blind, fortunately, Shuanghua would automatically guide the corpse for him. Even better The thing is, I found that as long as the tongues of those infected with corpse poison are cut off, so that they can't speak, Shuanghua can't tell the difference between a living corpse and a dead corpse, so..."

He explained it in great detail, and Song Lan trembled from hand to sword: "You bastard... a beast not as good as a beast..."

Xue Yang said: "Song Daochang, sometimes I think it's a big disadvantage for educated people like you to scold people, because it's just those few words that are repeated over and over again, nothing new or lethal. I didn't need these two words when I was seven years old. A curse word."

Song Lan was so furious that he stabbed him in the throat with another sword: "You lied to his blindness, you lied to him so hard!"

This sword was fast and ruthless, and Xue Yang was able to avoid it, but he was still pierced through his shoulder blade. As if he didn't feel it, he didn't frown, and said, "He is blind? Song Daochang, don't you forget that he is blind because he dug out his eyes for whom?"

Hearing this, Song Lan's expression and movements froze.

Xue Yang added: "What position do you use to condemn me? Friend? Are you embarrassed to say that you are Xiao Xingchen's friend? Hahahahaha, Daoist Song, do you need me to remind you that after I slaughtered Bai Xueguan, you What did you say to Xiao Xingchen? He was worried that you were going to help you, what did you look like at him at that time? What did you say?"

Song Lan was in a state of confusion and said, "Me! I was..."

Xue Yang blocked him directly: "You were angry at the time? You were in pain? You were sad? You were worried that there was nowhere to spread fire? So you blamed him? To be fair, I killed you because of him. You blamed him. He is also excusable, and it is in my arms."

Every sentence hits the spot!

Xue Yang pressed every step of the way with his hands and words, his swords became more and more calm, and he became more and more cunning and cunning. He had already gained the upper hand, but Song Lan was unaware of it. Xue Yang said, "Hey! Who is the one who said 'no need to see you again'? Isn't it yourself? Daoist Song? He obeyed your request, and after digging out his eyes for you, he disappeared in front of you. Why are you running here now? Aren’t you embarrassing yourself? Daoist Master Xiao Xingchen, don’t you think so?”

Hearing this, Song Lan was stunned, his sword stagnant!

This kind of low-level deceit can also be fooled. It can only be said that at this time, Xue Yang has completely disrupted his mind and pace. How could Xue Yang miss such a wonderful opportunity?

No one had ever seen this kind of carefully refined corpse poison powder before, including Song Lan, who took a few mouthfuls at a time, immediately knew it was bad, and coughed again and again. And Xue Yang's disaster had been waiting for a long time, and the cold light from the tip of the sword flashed into his mouth!

In an instant, Wei Wuxian's eyes were dark. It was A-Qing who closed his eyes in fright.

But he already knew. Song Lan's tongue was cut off by the disaster at this time.

The sound was horrible.

A-Qing's eyes were hot, but she gritted her teeth tightly, without making a sound, she opened her eyes tremblingly. Song Lan barely supported his body with his sword, and covered his mouth with the other hand, blood pouring out of his fingers.

Sudden by Xue Yang's conspiracy, and his tongue was cut off, Song Lan was in so much pain that he could barely walk. However, he still pulled out his sword from the ground and staggered towards Xue Yang. Xue Yang dodged with ease, with a wicked smile on his face.

The next moment, Wei Wuxian knew why he was smiling like this.

Shuanghua's silver light pierced through Song Lan's chest and then emerged from his back.

Song Lan lowered his head and looked at Shuanghua Jianfeng who had passed through his heart. Then he slowly raised his head and saw Xiao Xingchen, who was holding a long sword with a calm expression on his face.

Xiao Xingchen didn't notice it, and said, "Are you there?"

Song Lan moved his lips silently.

Xue Yang smiled and said, "I'm here. Why are you here?"

Xiao XingChen took out Shuanghua, put his sword back in its sheath, and said, "Shuanghua is different, I'll follow the directions to take a look." He wondered, "I haven't seen a walking corpse in this area for a long time, and I'm still alone. One, from somewhere else?"

Song Lan slowly knelt down in front of Xiao Xingchen.

Xue Yang looked down at him and said, "That's right. It's so fierce."

At this time, as long as Song Lan handed his sword to Xiao Xingchen, Xiao Xingchen would know who he was. He knows the sword of a friend he knows by touching it.

However, Song Lan could no longer do this. Hand the sword to Xiao Xingchen and tell him who he killed with his own hands?

Xue Yang had calculated this accurately, so he had no fear. He said, "Come on, go back and cook. I'm hungry."

Xiao XingChen said, "Have you bought the vegetables?"

Xue Yang said: "I've bought it. It's really bad luck to encounter such a thing on the way back."

Xiao Xingchen took the first step, Xue Yang casually patted the wounds on his shoulder and arm, lifted the basket again, passed Song Lan with a slight smile, lowered his head, and said to him, "It's not your fault."

After Xue Yang walked far, far away, and probably had returned to Yizhuang with Xiao Xingchen, A-Qing stood up from behind the bushes.

She squatted for too long, her legs were numb, she limped with a bamboo stick, tremblingly walked to Song Lan's stiff corpse that couldn't stand on her knees.

Song Lan couldn't rest his eyes, A-Qing was startled by his wide-open eyes, and then saw the blood gushing out of his mouth, flowing down his jaw, covering the front of his clothes and the ground, and tears fell from his eyes.

A-Qing stretched out her hand in fear and helped Song Lan close her eyes. She knelt in front of him, folded her palms and said, "This Taoist priest, please don't blame me or that Taoist priest. I will die when I come out. If you can hide, you can't save you. The Taoist priest was deceived by that bad thing, he didn't do it on purpose, he didn't know it was you who killed you!"

She whimpered and said: "I'm going back, you are in the spirit of the sky, you must bless me to rescue Daoist Master Xiao Xingchen, bless us to escape from that devil's palm, and let that living monster Xue Yang die and be broken. The corpse will be in thousands of pieces, and it will never be supernatural!"

After saying that, he bowed a few times, kowtowed three times, wiped his face a few times, stood up and gave himself a bit of hard work, and walked towards Yicheng.

When she returned to Yizhuang, it was already late. Xue Yang was sitting at the table peeling apples, cutting them into rabbit shapes. He seemed to be in a good mood. Anyone who sees him will think that this is a naughty young man, and will never imagine what he just did. Xiao Xingchen brought out a plate of green vegetables and said, "A-Qing, where did you go to play today? I came back so late."

Xue Yang glanced at her, and suddenly there was a flash of light in his eyes, and said, "What's the matter, her eyes are swollen."

Xiao Xingchen hurried over and said, "What's the matter? Who bullied you?"

Xue Yang said, "Bullying her? Who can bully her?"

Although he was smiling, he was obviously suspicious. Suddenly, A-Qing threw the bamboo pole and burst into tears.

She cried with snot and tears, out of breath, threw herself into Xiao Xingchen's arms and said, "Wuwuwu, am I ugly? Am I ugly? Daoist, tell me, I really am. Ugly?"

Xiao Xingchen patted her head and said, "Why, A-Qing is so beautiful. Who said you were ugly?"

Xue Yang said in disgust, "You're ugly, and it's even uglier when you cry."

Xiao Xingchen scolded him, "Don't do this."

A-Qing cried even more fiercely, stomping her feet, "You can't see it, Daoist Master! What's the use of you saying I'm beautiful? You must be lying to me! He can see it, he says I'm ugly, it seems that I'm really ugly. Ugly and blind!"

When she made such a fuss, both of them naturally thought that she was scolded by some unknown child outside today, such as "ugly" and "blind man", and felt aggrieved. Xue Yang said disdainfully, "If you say you're ugly, you'll come back and cry? Where's your usual perseverance?"

A-Qing said, "You are the only one! Daoist priest, do you still have money?"

After a pause, Xiao XingChen said a little embarrassedly, "Well...it seems like there are."

Xue Yang interjected, "I have it, I'll lend it to you."

A-Qing spat: "You have lived and dined with us for so long, you have to borrow some money for your money! A ghost! Shame on you! Daoist priest, I want to buy beautiful clothes and beautiful jewelry. Would you like to accompany me? ?"

Wei WuXian thought, "It turned out to be trying to lure Xiao Xingchen out. But if Xue Yang wants to follow, what should I do?"

Xiao XingChen said, "Yes, yes, but I can't help you see if it's suitable."

Xue Yang interjected again, "I'll help her see."

A-Qing jumped up and almost hit Xiao Xingchen's chin: "I don't care about me! I want you to accompany me, I don't want him to follow, he will only call me ugly! Call me a little blind!"

It's not a day or two that she makes trouble from time to time, both of them are used to it. Xue Yang gave her a grimace, and Xiao Xingchen said, "Okay, how about tomorrow."

A-Qing said, "I want it tonight!"

Xue Yang said, "Go out tonight, the market is closed, where can you buy it?"

A-Qing couldn't, so he could only say: "Okay! Then tomorrow! It's agreed!"

If he couldn't figure it out, Xue Yang would definitely become suspicious again if he kept clamoring to go out, so A-Qing had to give up and sit at the table to eat. It's only been a while, although she performed exactly the same as usual, very natural, but her lower abdomen was always tight and extremely nervous, and until this moment, the hand holding the bowl was still a little trembling. Xue Yang sat on her left side, squinting at her, A-Qing's calf tightened again. She was too frightened to eat, and just pretended to be so angry that she lost her appetite. She spit out a mouthful of food, poked the bowl hard, and murmured and scolded: "Damn bitch, stinky girl, I don't think you can look good either. bitch. !"

The other two listened to her constantly scolding the "stinky girl" who didn't exist. Xue Yang rolled his eyes, and Xiao Xingchen said, "Don't waste food."

Xue Yang's gaze shifted from A-Qing's side to Xiao Xingchen's face opposite. Wei WuXian thought to himself, "It's not unreasonable for the little rascal to imitate Xiao Xingchen so much. After all, every day we sit opposite each other, and there are opportunities to ponder."

However, Xiao Xingchen was completely unaware of the two gazes projected on his face. After all, in this room, he is the only one who is truly blind.

After eating, Xiao Xingchen packed up the dishes and went in. A-Qing was also fidgeting and wanted to sneak in, but Xue Yang suddenly called her, "A-Qing."

A-Qing's heart jumped, and even Wei Wuxian felt her scalp explode.

She said, "Why are you calling my name all of a sudden!"

Xue Yang said, "Didn't you say that you don't like me calling you a blind man?"

A-Qing snorted, "No matter what you do, you can be diligent, either a traitor or a thief! What are you trying to do?"

Xue Yang smiled and said, "Don't do anything, I just teach you what to do next time you are scolded."

A-Qing said, "Oh, you said, what should I do?"

Xue Yang said: "Whoever calls you ugly, you will make her even uglier, with seventeen or eight slashes on her face, so that she will never dare to go out to meet people in her life; whoever calls you blind, you will sharpen the end of your bamboo pole. , poke each of her eyes and make her blind too. Do you think she dares to be mean?"

A-Qing was horrified, she just pretended that he was frightening herself, and said, "You frighten me again!"

Xue Yang hummed, "You should just take it as a bluff." After speaking, he pushed the plate containing the rabbit apples in front of her: "Eat it."

Looking at the plate of Yuxue's cute, red-skinned and golden-fleshed little rabbit and apple, the chills spread over A-Qing and Wei Wuxian's hearts.

The next day, A-Qing clamored early in the morning to ask Xiao Xingchen to take her out to buy beautiful clothes and rouge gouache. Xue Yang said dissatisfiedly, "You're gone, so I'm buying today's food again?"

A-Qing said, "So what if you buy one? How many times have the Taoist priests bought them! It's just that you play tricks every day and bully the Taoist priests!"

Xue Yang said, "Yes, yes. I'll buy it. I'll go now."

When he went out, Xiao XingChen said, "A-Qing, aren't you ready yet? Can you leave?"

A-Qing made sure that Xue Yang had gone far, so she came in, closed the door, and asked in a trembling voice, "Master, do you know someone named Xue Yang?"