Chapter 68

Wei WuXian left the donkey at the bottom of the mountain, stepped over the rubble of the stone wall, and walked up the mountain path. Not long after, he saw a headless stone beast. This stone beast weighed more than 1,000 kilograms. It guarded the mountain road for many years. It was covered with vine leaves, and the depressions were covered with moss marks. The head of the beast was chopped off with a heavy axe and thrown not far away, smashing it into powder like a demonstration. The split face is brand new, revealing the snow-white stone gallbladder. After walking for a while, the other one encountered was also split in half from head to toe.

Wei Wuxian knew at a moment's notice that these must be the rock beasts of the mountain that were pressed by the families on the Fengshui acupoints of the Mass Burial Mound after his death. This kind of stone beast has the ability to suppress yin and exorcise evil spirits. It requires extremely high craftsmanship and is also very expensive. Now I am afraid that all of them have been destroyed by people, and it is really a waste of time.

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji took two steps side by side, and turned around inadvertently to see Wen Ning had appeared.

Standing beside the stone beast, he lowered his head and said, "Wen Ning? What are you looking at?"

Wen Ning pointed to the base of the stone beast.

The stone beast was pressed against a thick round stump. Next to the short stump, there are three smaller, shorter tree stumps scattered, which seem to have been burned by the fire, all charred.

Wen Ning knelt on his knees, his five fingers deeply inserted into the ground, grabbed a handful of pitch-black soil, held it in the palm of his hand, and said in a low voice, "...Sister."

Wei Wuxian didn't know what to say, so he walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

In Wei Wuxian's life, two extremely tormented years were spent in this place. He had no intention of revisiting the old place.

For Wen Ning, the mass grave is a place that will never be forgotten.

A gust of cold wind swept through, and the sea of ​​trees rustled, as if thousands of small voices were whispering. Wei WuXian listened intently, knelt 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 dirt off his body, and said, "In the past few days, more than 100 people have been arrested one after another, and they are all still alive at Gangding. However, the arresters have all gone down the mountain. I don't know them. Whatever you want to do, just be careful."

The three of them went up further and came across some dilapidated shacks standing beside the mountain road.

Most of these houses are small, with simple or even rudimentary structures, and it is easy to see that they were built in a hurry. 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.

This is a house he 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.

The so-called "things are right and people are wrong", there is still "things are", but in this situation, it is impossible to even see things and think about people.

Wei Wuxian said, "Don't look at it."

Wen Ning said, "...I already thought it would be like this. I just wanted to see if there was anything left..."

Before he finished speaking, a human figure suddenly stood up in the dilapidated room.

The figure staggered out of the house, its half-rotted face exposed to the thin sunlight. Wei WuXian clapped his palms, the walking corpse didn't notice any difference, and continued walking towards them. Wei WuXian took two steps back calmly, and said, "I was restrained by the Yin Tiger Talisman."

The corpse puppet that has surrendered to him will no longer be controlled by the Yin Tiger Talisman. Likewise, the corpse puppet that has been manipulated by the Yin Tiger Talisman will no longer obey his orders. The rules are simple and rude: first come, first served.

Wen Ning stepped forward, roaring and tore off its head. 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 his hands. The sound of the qin spread out like ripples, and the corpses that had just surrounded them instantly knelt in a circle. Wen Ning raised an extraordinarily tall man's corpse with both hands and threw it several meters away. A sharp branch was pierced in his chest, and he was struggling endlessly. Wei WuXian said, "Don't bother with them, just go up the mountain!"

I don't know how many corpses Jin Guangyao has frantically summoned with the Yin Tiger Talisman in the past few days. Wave after wave, the three of them retreated up the mountain while retreating. The closer they got to the top of the mass grave, the denser the corpses. In the sky above the towering black forest, the sound of the piano soared into the sky, and the crows flew wildly. After nearly an hour, they finally got a break.

Wei Wuxian sighed while sitting on a damaged stone beast, and laughed at himself, "I used to use this thing to deal with others, and today it's finally someone else's turn to use this thing to deal with me. Now I know that the Yin Tiger Talisman has How abominable. Instead, I want to kill the person who made this shit."

Lan Wangji put away the qin, took out a long sword from his sleeve, handed it to him, and said, "Self-defense."

Wei Wuxian took it and looked at it, just casually. After cutting the melon that day, he threw the sword, and Lan Wangji put it away again. He drew his sword out of its scabbard, stared at the snow-white blade for a while, then resolutely inserted it back, and said with a smile, "Thank you." He casually put it on his waist, not intending to use it. Seeing Lan Wangji staring at him, Wei Wuxian scratched his hair and explained, "I haven't used a sword for so many years, and I'm not used to it." After speaking, he sighed again, and said, "Well, the real reason is that I'm here now. With low physical and spiritual power, even if you have a high-grade sword, it will not be able to exert its due power. Therefore, Lao Hanguang-Jun still has to protect me, a weak man."

Lan Wangji: "..."

The weak man sat for a while, and finally stood up on his knees. The three walked up for a while, and finally, at the end of the mountain road, they saw a cave with a dark entrance.

This hole is more than five feet high and wide, and before it gets close, there are gusts of overcast wind blowing in the distance, as if you can still hear the faint groaning of human voices.

Legend has it that the ancestors of Yiling killed people and refined corpses, and they were the old lair of doing absolutely harm to the world - Fumo Cave.

The dome of Fumo Cave is tall and wide. The three held their breaths and sneaked into the cave. No one made a sound of footsteps, but the voices from the depths of the cave became louder and more complicated.

Wei Wuxian knew the topography of the cave like the palm of his hand, walking at the front, making a stop sign somewhere.

The main cave is only one wall away from them. Through the hole in the stone wall, you can see a cave that can accommodate a thousand people. There are more than 100 people sitting in the center, and their hands and feet are tightly bound by immortal ropes. And looking at the more than 100 people, they are all very young, and looking at the clothes and swords, they are all students of high rank or direct descendants of aristocratic families.

Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi looked at each other, and before they could talk in a low voice, a young man sitting on the ground suddenly said, "If you want me to tell you, you shouldn't have just stabbed him, why didn't you just wipe him right away? neck?"

His voice was not really loud, but the Demon Demon Cave was very empty, and as soon as he opened his mouth, there was a buzzing echo, so he didn't need to eavesdrop on it at all. As soon as the boy opened his mouth, Wei Wuxian felt a little familiar, but it took a while to remember, wasn't this the same Jin Chan who fought with Jin Ling that day?

Looking at it again, the cold-faced young man beside this disciple, who is not Jin Ling?

Jin Ling didn't even look at him, and was silent. There was a loud cooing sound in the stomach of a teenager beside him, saying: "They have been gone for several days, what do they want? If they want to kill, they should be cut. I'd rather be bitten to death by a monster at Night Hunt. I don't want to starve to death here!"

It was Lan Jingyi who was talking about this young man. Jin Chan said: "What else can you think of? He must have tried to make us into his corpse puppets, as he did to Wen Dog in the Sun Shooting Crusade, and then use us to deal with our family members. Let them be unable to fight, let the enemies kill each other." He gritted his teeth: "Despicable Wei Gou, inhuman!"

Suddenly, Jin Ling said coldly, "Shut up for me."

Jin Chan was stunned: "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!"

Having been tied up for so long, Jin Chan has long been irritable and said angrily, "Why do you want me to shut up?!"

Jin Ling said: "You're talking nonsense here. How many words can the rope break? It's annoying to hear."

"you!!!"

Another young voice said: "We are trapped here now, and there are so many walking corpses on the mountain that we don't know when they will rush in. At this time, you have to quarrel?"

The calmest voice was Lan SiZhui. Jin Chan said: "He went crazy first! Why, you can scold yourself, but you are not allowed to scold others?! Jin Ling, hey, who do you think you are? Don't shut up, I see you..."

With a "boom", Jin Ling's head suddenly slammed over, Jin Chan 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 is a person, but Jin Chan is always the one who always calls and hugs. When the teenagers 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. At first, he could barely persuade him to "be calm and calm", but after taking a few wrong elbows, he frowned in pain and his face It became darker and darker, and finally shouted, and simply joined the melee.

The three people outside couldn't stand it anymore. Wei WuXian jumped to the stone steps in front of the Demon Demon Cave and shouted, "Hey! Look here!"

His roar buzzed in the Demon Demon Cave, almost deafening. The scuffled teenagers looked up, Lan SiZhui saw the familiar figure beside him, and said happily, "HanGuang-Jun!"

Lan Jingyi shouted louder: "Hanguang-jun ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Jin Chan said in horror: "What are you happy about? They... they are a gang!"

Wei WuXian stepped into the Demon Demon Cave, and he pulled out the scabbard and threw it backwards. A figure flashed out and caught the sword. It was Wen Ning. This group of children from aristocratic families roared again and 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. Next, Wen Ning walked around the hall and cut off the immortal bundles. The children of the aristocratic family who were released by him were neither fleeing nor staying. There were the Yiling Patriarch Ghost General and the righteous traitor Han Guangjun, and there were countless walking corpses waiting for food. 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. You came to save us, right? You didn't send someone to arrest us, did you?"

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 was still meticulous after several days of distress, 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 said, "Good. How many people are there? Is there an ambush nearby?"

Lan Jingyi threw the rope off her body and hurriedly said, "There are a lot of people on the other side! The faces are covered with black mist and can't see clearly, so they tied us up and left it here, as if they wanted to let us fend for themselves. . oh oh oh there are a lot of walking corpses out here! It's been screaming!"

Bichen suddenly unsheathed and cut off the immortal bundles that bound them. Lan Wangji retracted his sword and sheathed it, and said to Lan SiZhui, "Well done."

It means that Lan Sizhui can keep his composure, 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 noticed that someone was approaching, turned around, 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 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 where he had stabbed with a sword. . Lan Jingyi was shocked, and said, "You you! You don't want to stab him!"

Jin Ling's expression froze, Lan SiZhui hurriedly said, "Jing Yi!"

Wei WuXian, Zuo Jingyi and Right SiZhui, wrapped the necks of the two children and said, "Okay, let's all go out quickly."

Lan SiZhui said, "Yes!"

The other teenagers in the corner were still huddled together and dared not move, Lan Jingyi said, "Let's go? Do you guys still want to stay here?"

A teenager stalked his neck and said, "There are so many corpses outside, do you want us to go out...to die!"

Wen Ning said, "Young Master, I'll go out and drive them away."

Wei Wuxian nodded, and Wen Ning immediately blew out like a gust of wind. Lan SiZhui said, "The immortal cable has already been untied, the big deal is that we will work together to kill it out. If you don't leave, in case the corpses will flood in after we leave, looking at the topography of this cave, isn't it catching turtles in the urn? "

After he finished speaking, he pulled Lan Jingyi, and the two of them and a few juniors from the Lan family took the lead to walk out behind Wen Ning, and a group of teenagers looked at each other.

After a while, one person said, "Brother SiZhui, wait for me!" He followed and left together.

This young man was the little "amorous seed" who had burned paper money and shed tears for A-Qing in Yicheng. When others called him Zizhen, he seemed to be the only son of the Ouyang family in Baling. After that, several people came one after another, all of whom were familiar faces from Yicheng last time. The remaining teenagers were hesitant at first, but when they saw that Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji were staring at them, either of these two people staring at them made them terrified, so they had to bite the bullet and go around. The last one was actually Jin Ling.

Just as a large group of people dragged and dragged towards the entrance of the cave, suddenly a figure was thrown in, and a deep human-shaped pit was smashed on the wall of the cave.

The whereabouts of the gray stone rustled, and several juniors exclaimed in front: "Ghost General!"

Wei WuXian said, "Wen Ning? What's going on!"

Wen Ning reluctantly said, "...It's okay."

He fell down from the pit, stood up silently and rudely took back the broken arm, Wei Wuxian took a closer look, and saw a young man in purple clothes standing in front of the Fumo Cave with his hands down, purple electricity flowing under him. Emmanuel. Just now, Wen Ning was pulled into the hall by his whip.

Jiang Cheng.

No wonder Wen Ning had no intention of fighting back.

Jin Ling said, "Uncle!"

Jiang Cheng said coldly, "Jin Ling, come here."

The monks in different costumes slowly walked out of the black forest behind him. The more and more they gathered, there were roughly one or two thousand people, and a large area of ​​darkness surrounded the Demon Demon Cave. These monks, including Jiang Cheng, were all covered in blood and looked tired. The group of teenagers from aristocratic families rushed out of the Demon Demon Cave and shouted, "Father!" "A-Niang!" "Brother!" They rushed into the crowd.

Jin Ling looked left and right, still hesitating and not making up his mind. Jiang Cheng sternly said, "Jin Ling, what are you dawdling for, why don't you come over? Do you want to die!"

Lan Qiren stood in front of the crowd, looking quite old, with strands of gray appearing on his temples. He said, "Forget the machine."

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 didn't speak again to try to exhort him.

A fairy in fluttering white clothes stood up, with tears in her eyes, and said, "Hanguang-Jun, what's wrong with you? No. What method did the Yiling Patriarch 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 your lair again."

Wei WuXian said, "I've clearly saved these children of the noble family, why are you accusing me instead of thanking me?"

Many people sneered and muttered, "The thief shouts to catch the thief". Wei WuXian knew that arguing was futile, so he was not in a hurry, he snorted slightly, and said, "However, the battle you have come here seems to be a bit shabby, and you are missing two important people. I dare to ask you all, such a grand event, Why didn't Lianfangzun and Zewu-Jun come?"

Su She sneered: "Hmph, Lianfangzun was assassinated by an unknown person in Jinlintai the day before yesterday, and he was seriously injured. Zewu-Jun is still doing his best to treat him, so why do you ask for it knowingly?"

Hearing that Jin Guangyao was "severely injured," Wei Wuxian suddenly remembered his heroic act of pretending to commit suicide when he attacked Nie Mingjue. Su She frowned slightly and said, "What are you laughing at?"

Wei WuXian said, "It's nothing. I just feel that Lian Fangzun is often hurt."

At this moment, a small voice suddenly said: "Father, I think, maybe he really didn't do it. Last time in Yicheng, he saved us. This time he seems to be here to save us... "

He followed the voice, and it was Ouyang Zizhen who spoke again. However, his father immediately rebuked his son: "Children, don't talk nonsense! Do you know what the occasion is? Do you know who it is!"

Looking back, Wei Wuxian calmly said, "Understood."

He knew from the start that no matter what he said, no one would believe it. What he denies can be imposed; what he admits can be distorted.

Originally, Lan Wangji's words were quite weighty, but after getting involved with him, he was afraid that he would also become the target of public criticism. I thought that there was a Lan Xichen on this side of the family, and they should be able to mediate, but who knew that neither Lan Xichen nor Jin Guangyao were present.

In the first mass burial mound that year, Jin Guangshan led the Lanling Jin clan, and Jiang Cheng led the Yunmeng Jiang clan. Lan Qiren is the head of the Gusu Lan Clan, and Nie Mingjue is the head of the Qinghe Nie Clan. The first two are the main force, the latter two are optional. Now that the Lanling Jin clan has not arrived, he has only sent people to accept the command of the Lan clan; the Gusu Lan clan is still dispatched by Lan Qiren; I don't know anything", "I don't want to do anything," "I'm just here to make up the numbers".

There was only Jiang Cheng, the same Jiang Cheng who was full of sullenness and sullenness, staring at him stubbornly.

But.

Wei WuXian turned his head slightly, and saw Lan WangJi standing beside him with no hesitation, let alone flinching.

However, this time, he was no longer alone.

Among the thousands of cultivators, one middle-aged man couldn't hold back, jumped out, and shouted, "Wei Wuxian! Do you remember me?"

Wei Wuxian answered honestly, "I don't remember."

The middle-aged monk sneered: "You don't remember, my leg does!"

He lifted the hem of his robe at once, revealing a wooden prosthetic limb, and said, "This leg of mine was abolished by you that night in the City of Evernight. Let you see it so that you know, Among the people who surrounded and suppressed you today, there is also a force from me, Yi Weichun. The way of heaven is good for reincarnation, and retribution is not good!"

As if inspired by him, another young monk also stood up. He said loudly, "Wei Wuxian, I won't ask you if you remember. Both my parents died under your hands, and you owe too much blood debt, and you definitely don't remember the two old people. But I, Fang Mengchen, I won't forget! I won't forgive!"

Immediately afterwards, a third person stood up, a middle-aged scribe with a slender build, bright eyes, and seemingly clean bones. This time, Wei Wuxian took the lead and asked, "Have I maimed you?"

The man shook his head. Wei WuXian asked again, "Did I kill your parents, or did I kill your entire family?"

The man shook his head again. Wei Wuxian wondered, "Then what are you doing here?"

The man said: "I have no grudge against you. I came here to fight, just to make you understand that those who risk the world's great injustice and are punished by everyone, no matter what means they use, no matter what means they use to climb out of their graves. No matter how many times, we will send you back again. Not for anything else, just for the word 'righteousness'!"

When everyone heard the words, they cheered and cheered: "Sect Master Yao is right!"

Sect Master Yao withdrew with a smile, and the others were greatly encouraged and stepped forward one by one, declaring war loudly.

"My son was killed by your lackey Wen Ning while he was intercepted by Qiong Qi Dao!"

"My senior brother rotted and died from your poisonous curse!"

"Not for anything else, just to prove that there is still justice in the world, and sin cannot be tolerated!"

"There is still justice in the world, and sin cannot be tolerated!"

Every face is filled with boiling blood, every word is righteous, and everyone is righteous, impassioned, full of righteous indignation, and full of pride.

Everyone has no doubts that what they are doing at this moment is a glorious feat, a great act of righteousness.

A crusade of "justice" against "evil" that will be famous and praised by thousands of people!