Chapter 46

As if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on his head, the curvature of Wei Wuxian's mouth froze.

This tall figure stood under the dead tree, facing this direction. If he had a head on his neck, he should be staring at Wei Wuxian silently at this moment.

Over the bonfire, the juniors of the Lan family also saw this shadow, all their hairs stood on end, their eyes widened as they were about to draw their swords, Wei Wuxian put his index finger to his lips and gave a soft "shh".

He signaled "No" to everyone with his eyes and shook his head. Seeing this, Lan SiZhui quietly and silently pressed back the long sword that Lan JingYi had drawn from its scabbard.

The headless man stretched out his hand, leaned on the tree trunk beside him, and stroked it for a while, as if he was thinking about something, and seemed to be confirming what it was.

He took a small step forward, and Wei Wuxian could see most of his body.

The clothes this headless man was wearing was a shroud, slightly tattered. It was the one they wore on the torso excavated from the Chang's cemetery.

At the feet of the headless man, a pile of debris was scattered. Barely recognizable, these are several broken bags of evil seals.

Wei WuXian thought to himself, "I was negligent, and I actually let the good brothers fight it out on their own!"

After all, after he and Lan Wangji entered Yicheng, the shocking changes continued, and they did not perform "Rest in Peace" for more than two days. In the few days that they had wandered so far, the two tried their best to make amends before barely suppressing it. However, the limbs of the corpse have been collected, and the attraction to each other is greatly enhanced. It may be that they sensed each other's grievances and wanted to get together too much. Taking advantage of Lan Wangji's night patrol, they couldn't wait to roll to the side, broke through the evil sealing bag that bound them, and automatically pieced together a corpse. .

Unfortunately, the corpse is still missing a part. And, it is the most important part.

The headless man put his hand on his neck and touched the neatly cut scarlet fracture in his throat. After touching it for a while, he still couldn't find what it should have. As if provoked by this fact, he suddenly slapped out and hit the tree beside him!

The trunk cracked. Wei WuXian thought to himself, "He's quite temperamental."

Lan Jingyi held the sword in front of him and said in a trembling voice, "What kind of monster is this!"

Wei WuXian said, "I just heard that I didn't do the basic homework well. What is a monster? What is a monster? This is obviously a corpse, a ghost, how could it be a monster?"

Lan SiZhui whispered, "Senior, you... so loud, aren't you afraid that he will find you?"

Wei WuXian said, "It's alright. I just suddenly realized that it doesn't matter how loud we talk, because he has no head, no eyes and no ears, which means that he can't see or hear. If you don't believe it, you should shout and see. "

Lan Jingyi asked curiously, "Really? I'll try."

After speaking, he really shouted twice immediately. Just after shouting, the headless man turned around abruptly and walked towards the juniors of the Lan family.

The spirits of the young people were scattered, and Lan Jingyi screamed: "Didn't you say it's alright?!"

Wei Wuxian put his hands around his mouth and said loudly, "It's really nothing to see! I'm talking so loudly, and he didn't come over? But there's no problem with your voice being loud, it's a fire! It's hot! There are many living people, and they are all male! The yang is heavy! He can't see or hear, but he can walk to the place where he feels lively. Don't rush to put out the fire, it's all scattered. open!"

Lan SiZhui waved his hand, a gust of wind extinguished the flames, and a group of teenagers scattered in the deserted garden.

Sure enough, as soon as the bonfire was extinguished and the people dispersed, the headless man lost his direction.

He stood there for a while, everyone just breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly, he moved again, and walked towards one of the teenagers accurately!

Lan Jingyi screamed again: "Didn't you say that it will be fine if the fire is extinguished and dispersed?!"

Wei WuXian didn't bother to answer him, and said to the boy, "Don't move!"

He picked up a stone beside his feet, flipped his wrist, and threw it at the headless man. The stone hit his vest, and the headless man immediately stopped, turned his body, and weighed the two. He seemed to think this side was more suspicious, and instead walked towards Wei Wuxian.

Wei Wuxian took two steps very slowly, just passing by the headless man who was walking by Shen Chen, and said, "I told you to spread out, not to let you run around. Don't run too fast, this headless ghost. The cultivation base is very high, if you move too fast and bring a breeze beside you, you will also be noticed by him."

Lan SiZhui said, "He seems to be looking for something... is he looking for his... head?"

Wei WuXian said, "That's right, he's looking for his head. There are so many heads here, and if he doesn't know which one is his, he will pull the head off everyone's neck, put it on his own neck, and take a look. Whether it is suitable or not. Use it for a while if it is suitable, and throw it away if it is not suitable. Therefore, you should walk slowly and hide slowly, so as not to be caught by him. "

Imagining that his head was shoved down by this headless corpse and placed bloody on his neck, all the teenagers felt a chill, raised their hands to protect their heads and necks, and began to walk around the garden slowly "escape". "stand up. A group of people seemed to be playing a dangerous game of hide-and-seek with this headless ghost. Those caught by the ghost had to surrender their heads. Once the headless man caught the trace of a certain boy, Wei Wuxian threw a stone to divert his attention and lead him to his side.

Wei Wuxian put his hands behind his back, moved his pace slowly, observed the headless corpse's movements as he walked, and thought to himself, "This good brother's posture is a bit strange? He has been clenching his fists and waving his arms, this movement..."

While he was thinking, Lan Jingyi couldn't take it anymore and said, "Are we going to keep going like this? How long will this go!"

Wei Wuxian thought for a while, then said, "Of course not."

After he finished speaking, he shouted loudly: "Hanguang-Jun! Hanguang-Jun! HanGuang-Jun, are you back! Help!"

Upon seeing this, the others followed him and shouted. Anyway, this murderous corpse has no head and can't hear a sound. One shouted louder than the other, and the other screamed more mournfully. A few moments later, in the darkness of the night, there was a somber humming of Xiao Xiao, followed by a clear chorus singing.

Hearing this Xiao and Qin, this group of juniors almost wept with joy: "Woo woo woo Hanguang-Jun! Zewu-Jun!"

Two slender figures flashed in front of the dilapidated gate of the flowerbed. They were generally tall and jade-like, and the color of ice and snow. One held a flute and the other carried a lute, walking side by side. When the two saw the headless figure, they were both slightly startled.

Lan XiChen's expression was particularly obvious, almost shocked. Cracked Ice no longer made a sound, but Bichen was already unsheathed. The headless man noticed that there was a very powerful and bone-chilling sword light coming, raised his arm, and waved again. Wei Wuxian thought to himself, "It's that action again!"

The headless man's hands are also very agile and vigorous, he jumped, staggered away from Bichen's passing edge, and with a backhand grab, he actually grabbed Bichen's sword hilt!

He took the Bichen Sword in his hand and held it up high, as if he wanted to check the thing he was holding, but he had no eyes. Seeing that this headless man actually stopped Hanguang-jun's Bichen with his bare hands, a group of juniors all turned pale, but Lan Wangji didn't change his face. It seemed to turn into an invisible arrow, whistling and spinning towards the corpse. The headless man slashed with his sword, shattering the sound. Lan Wangji strummed down, the seven strings trembled in unison, and sang a high-pitched sound. At the same time, Wei Wuxian took out the bamboo flute and matched it with a sharp and unusual flute sound.

The headless corpse held the sword and returned it again, but at this time, Lan XiChen had come to his senses and brought the cracked ice to his lips, frowning and playing. I don't know if it was an illusion or not, as soon as the elegant and peaceful Xiao sound came out, the headless corpse's movements froze for a moment, and he stood and listened for a while, then turned around and seemed to want to check the person playing the music. However, he had no head or eyes, and couldn't see anything at all. In addition, the flute was still slamming together aggressively, and the three notes sounded. He finally lost his strength, and his body swayed and fell.

To be precise, it didn't fall down, but fell apart. Hands are hands, legs are legs, and bodies are bodies, scattered on the ground full of stubble leaves.

Lan Wangji turned his hands to put away the violin, and put the sword back into its sheath. He and Wei Wuxian walked over to the amputated limbs. He glanced down and took out five brand new evil-sealing bags. A group of juniors crowded around in shock, and first bowed to Zewu-Jun. Before they started chattering and chattering, Lan Wangji said, "Rest."

Lan Jingyi stunned and said: "Ah? But Hanguang-Jun, Hai Shi hasn't arrived yet?"

Lan SiZhui pulled him and said respectfully, "Yes." He didn't ask any further questions, he took the rest of the juniors to another part of the flower garden, and went back to rest.

There were only three people left beside the corpse pile. Wei WuXian nodded to Lan XiChen, squatted on the ground, and was about to re-seal the corpse into the bag. He took the left hand and stuffed it into the Qiankun bag. After half stuffing it, Lan XiChen said: "please wait a while."

Wei Wuxian knew the difference when he saw his expression just now. Sure enough, Lan XiChen's face was pale, and he repeated, "Please... Wait a minute, let me see this corpse."

Wei WuXian stopped his movements and said, "Does Zewu-Jun know this person's identity?"

Lan XiChen didn't answer yet, as if he was not sure, but Lan WangJi nodded slowly.

Wei Wuxian said, "Okay, I know who it is."

He lowered his voice and said, "Chi Fengzun, right?"

When it was "hide and seek" just now, the headless corpse kept repeating the same action: clenching its fists, waving its arms, and slashing horizontally and vertically. It looked like it was wielding some kind of weapon.

When it comes to weapons, Wei Wuxian thinks of swords. But he himself is a person who uses swords, and he has played against many famous people who use swords before, but he has never seen a master use swords like this. The sword is the "king of a hundred soldiers", and the person who uses the sword will always pay attention to how dignified it is, or how elegant it is. Even an assassin's sword must be somewhat agile in its vicious and sinister viciousness. In swordsmanship, there are too many actions such as "stab" and "pick", and fewer actions such as "cut" and "cut". Looking at the action of the headless man using the sword, it was too heavy, with too much murderous and violent aura, and cut horizontally and vertically, without grace or grace.

But if he wasn't holding a sword, but a knife, and a heavy, murderous one—that would make sense.

Knives and swords, temperament and methods, are completely different. The weapon that this headless man used to have in his life should be a knife. The swordsmanship is sharp, only for power, not for elegance. When he was looking for his head, he was also looking for his own weapon. So he kept repeating the movement of swinging the sword, and grabbed Bichen with his backhand, using the sword as his saber.

Previously, the corpse had no special signs such as birthmarks, and was cut into pieces, making it impossible to identify its identity at all. Not to mention that Nie Huaisang couldn't recognize it in the sacrificial saber hall, even Wei WuXian couldn't guarantee that if he cut off his own leg and threw it all over the place, he would recognize whose leg it was. It wasn't until the limbs and body were temporarily glued together by resentment that a moving corpse was pieced together, and Lan XiChen and Lan WangJi recognized his body shape.

Wei WuXian said, "Zewu-Jun, Hanguang-Jun told you what we've seen along the way. Mojiazhuang, gravediggers, and Yicheng."

Lan XiChen nodded. Wei WuXian said, "Then Hanguang-Jun should have also told you that the fog-faced man who robbed the corpse in the Chang's cemetery knew all about the Gusu Lan's swordsmanship. There are only two possibilities: one, he He is from the Lan family and has practiced Gusu Lan's swordsmanship since he was a child; secondly, he is not from the Lan family, but he is very familiar with your family's swordsmanship. , you can remember all the moves and sword paths."

Lan XiChen remained silent, Wei WuXian added, "He robbed the body because he didn't want others to find out that Chi Fengzun was dismembered. Once Chi Fengzun's body was pieced together, the situation would be unfavorable for him. This is a Someone who knows the secrets of the Qinghe Nie Sect Sabre Hall, someone who may be very close to the Gusu Lan Sect, someone who is quite... related to Chi Fengzun."

Such a person, who is most likely, does not need to be stated, everyone knows.

Although Lan XiChen's expression was solemn, he immediately said, "He wouldn't do this."

Wei WuXian asked, "Jun Zewu?"

Lan XiChen said, "It's all about this month when you investigate the case of dismembering the corpse and encounter the gravedigger. He has been talking with me almost all the time this month, and he was also planning the next month's Lanling Gold together a few days ago. The hundred schools of the clan are invited to talk about the grand event, and the avatar is lacking, so the grave digger can't be him."

Wei WuXian said, "What about using a teleportation talisman?"

Lan XiChen shook his head, his tone was gentle, but decisive: "Using the teleportation talisman requires practicing the teleportation technique, which is extremely difficult, and he has never shown any signs of doing it. Moreover, using this technique requires a lot of spiritual power, but not long ago We also went on a night hunt together and he did a great job. I'm sure he never used a teleporter."

Lan Wangji said, "He doesn't have to go by himself."

Lan XiChen still slowly shook his head. Wei WuXian said, "Sect Master Lan, you know in your heart who the most suspicious person is, but you refuse to admit it."

The light of the bonfire made the faces of the three of them bright and dark, unpredictable. In the desolate and decadent flowerbed, there is silence.

After a while of silence, Lan XiChen said, "I understand that for some reasons, the world misunderstands him a lot. But... I only believe what I have seen with my own eyes over the years. I believe he is not such a person."

It is not difficult for Lan XiChen to defend this person. To be honest, even Wei Wuxian himself didn't have a bad impression of their suspects. Maybe it's because of his background. He is very humble and friendly towards people. He is the kind of person who will not offend anyone and who can feel comfortable with him. What's more, Zewu-Jun has been friends with him for several years?

In the days before Nie Mingjue's death, it was the time when the Qinghe Nie Sect was at the height of his power under his leadership, and his momentum was even close to that of the LanlingJin Sect. Who will benefit the most from Nie Mingjue's death?

Going crazy and dying in public - a pity that seems to be invulnerable and helpless, is it really that simple?