The Founder of Diabolism Chapter 75: 桀骜 第 17 四 4

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At the foot of the mass grave post, Wei Wuxian realized that he had invited Lan Wangji to dinner, but the two finally parted ways in a less pleasant and awkward atmosphere. He took it for granted that he forgot to pay.

Not surprisingly. Think about it, he and Lan Wangji will end up in disappointment almost every time they meet. Probably they are really not suitable for friends.

But you do n’t have to try to do it in the future.

Wei Wuxian said, "Hey, anyway, Lan Zhan is so rich that it doesn't matter if he pays the bill again. It's a big deal. I'll ask him again next time ... where's the future? So he should still If you have money, you won't run out of money to buy a little kid's toy. "

Wen Yuan held him in his left hand, holding a small wooden sword in his right hand, and put the grass-weaving butterfly on his head, and said, "Brother Xian, will that brother come again?"

Wei Wuxian glanced at him and suddenly seized the butterfly, and said, "Why, do you really like him?"

Wen Yuan stomped up and grabbed, anxiously: "Return it to me ... that's for me!"

Wei Wuxian is also boring. He can work hard with a small child, put the butterfly on his head, and say, "Just don't pay it back. You call him Adie, what's my name? Brother . Plainly shorter than him by a generation. "

Wen Yuan jumped and said, "I didn't call him Dad!"

Wi Wuxian said: "I heard it. I don't care. I want to be older than my brother and Dad. What should you call me?"

Wen Yuan Committee grieved, "But ... But A Yuan ... I don't want to call you Auntia ... It's strange ..."

Wei Wuxian said: "Who told you to be called A Niang? It ’s Aye who is older than your brother and Dad. You do n’t know? You really like him so much. Let him take you away. Keep him in his house, copy from morning to night. "

Wen Yuan quickly shook her head and whispered: "... I won't go ... I want grandma."

Wei Wuxian pressed step by step: "I want grandma, don't I?"

Wen Yuan courted: "Yes. I also need to envy my brother." He pinched his fingers and counted one by one: "I want to envy my brother, the brother who bought things, and the sister Aqing, brother Ning, and uncle. Uncle Liu ... "

Wei Wuxian threw the butterfly on his head again, and said, "Enough is enough. Drowned me in the crowd."

Wen Yuan quickly put the grass-weaving butterfly in his pocket, for fear he would **** it again, and asked, "Will that brother ever come?"

Wei Wuxian always smiled.

After a while, he only said: "... shouldn't come again."

Wen Yuan said disappointedly, "Why?"

Wei Wuxian said: "No why. Everyone in the world has their own things to do and their own way to go. They are so anxious and busy at home, how can they always turn around when they have time? And Still unfamiliar. "

Wen Yuan said "Oh" inexplicably, looking lost.

Wei Wuxian picked him up, clamped it under his arm, and hummed, "... Take care of the bustling Yangguan Road, and he wants that single wooden bridge to go black ... Go! Go! ... Go to black? "

Humming to the word "black", he suddenly noticed that it was not black at all.

I walked to the Black Mountain Road in the past, but tonight is very different.

The mountain road was swept clean, even the weeds were plucked a lot, and there were red lanterns hanging in the woods on the side. Lanterns are made by hand and picked on the branches. Although round and rude, they exude warm light and illuminate the dark forest.

Wei Wuxian was so surprised that he crumbled down to the mountain.

At this time, more than fifty people have already finished their meals, and they are nesting in their own broken wooden houses, but today they are all gathered in the widest shed.

This shed is a roof supported by eight wooden stakes, which can accommodate everyone. The cottage next to it is the "kitchen", so it serves as a dining room.

Wei Wuxian walked across Wen Yuan and said, "Why are you here today? What's up with the row of lanterns hanging down the road?"

Tenderness came out of the kitchen on the side, holding a plate, and said, "Hang it for your old man. It ’s dark all the time, so I can't walk well, maybe I'll slip and break my bones. You go today What have you bought after so long? "

"Ah." Wei Wuxian said, "I didn't buy anything. I forgot."

He went into the shed, and the various monks from the Wen family made room for him. There were three tables, each with seven or eight plates. The plates were steaming dishes.

Wei Wuxian said, "Why didn't you eat?"

Tenderness: "No, it's all waiting for you."

Wei Wuxian suddenly noticed that the tender eyes were reddish as if he had just cried. He blurted out: "Wait for me? Wait for me? I ate outside."

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed something bad. Sure enough, warmly put the plate on the table, and the red peppers on the dish all jumped together.

She said angrily, "No wonder you didn't buy anything. Isn't it all eaten out, right? I'll just give you all that money, and I'll give it to you, you're so smart!"

Wei Wuxian said: "No! I didn't ..." At this time, the old Mrs. Wen also held a cane in one hand and carried a plate in one hand, and came out of the kitchen tremblingly. Wen Yuan twisted a few twists, twisted from the bottom of his elbow, and ran over, "Grandma!"

Wently turned to help, complaining: "Stop asking you not to take it, just sit without help, the fireworks are heavy inside. Your hands are unstable, and you do n’t have a few plates when you fall. Take a trip It is not easy for these porcelains to go up the mountain ... "

The other monks of the Wen family put chopsticks on their chopsticks, poured tea and tea, and vacated the chairman. Wei Wuxian became more and more curious.

In the past, he did n’t see that these Wen people were actually afraid of him.

These people have heard his fierce madness in the shooting of the sun, heard his widely used cruel means of venting, and have seen his corpse killing. At first, Mrs. Wen saw him, and her legs were snoring. Wen Yuan also hid behind her, and after a few days she dared to approach him slowly.

Why is it so suddenly today?

Wei Wuxian said, "How many dishes are there? Let me do it."

He was about to enter the kitchen. Suddenly, a man got out of the cabin, holding a plate in his hand.

Wen Yuan broke away from her grandmother, ran back again, hugged the man's calf, let out stars in her eyes, and shouted, "Uncle Ning!"

That person is Wen Ning.

Wen Ning with black pupils in her eyes.

Wei Wuxian: "..."

Wen Ning's skin is still dead white, and there are still unwashed mantras on her neck. The two stared at each other for a while, Wen Ning's mouth moved and seemed to want to laugh, but the muscles on his face were dead and could not be held.

For a while, he said: "... Wei Young Master."

This sound is very weird, word by word, it seems to be about to bite the tongue. However, it is indeed human talk, not meaningless growl.

Tenderness sucked his nose behind Wei Wuxian, and said, "... After you went out this morning, he got up from the array by himself."

Wei Wuxian's first thought was: he succeeded.

The second thought was a relief.

Because of his impulse, Wenning became a low-level corpse. Although Wen Ning let his fingers recognize and tear up the several supervisors who tortured him, but after waking up tenderly, he felt even more pain in the face of this younger brother who snarled and gnawed like a crazy dog.

We calmed down, Wei Wuxian vowed to promise her that he had a way to restore Wenning's mind. But who knows, he just boasted about Haikou first, and let the tenderness first rest assured. In fact, he didn't have any confidence at all, but could only bite his head. After months of racking his brains, he really succeeded in fulfilling his promise.

Wei Wuxian turned his head. Everyone stood up with already. More than fifty pairs of eyes looked at him. In these eyes, although there is still an element of awe, it is awe of awe, with a little flattering, with a little care. More, it is the same gratitude and kindness as the eyes of Wen and Sisters.

Tenderly come and hold him, and whispered, "It's been hard for you these days."

Wei Wuxian said, "You ... suddenly talk to me like this suddenly, am I a little scared?"

The tender five-fingered knuckles seemed to click, Wei Wuxian shut up immediately.

Tenderness continues to whisper.

"... In fact, they always want to have a meal with you and say thank you. But these days you either jump up and down, run around, or stay in the Temple of the Devil for a few days and nights, they are afraid of delaying your work I annoy you, thinking that you do n’t like to deal with people and do n’t want to ignore them, so I am sorry to talk to you more. Today Aning woke up, and the fourth uncle said that he would have to get a table with you anyway ... If you eat outside, just sit down. If you do n’t eat, just sit and chat and drink. Just let them say everything they want to say to you.

Wei Wuxian said for a moment: "Drink?" He said, "Is there wine in this mountain?"

Several older Wen family members have been gazing at this side slightly, and when they heard that, one said immediately: "Yeah, yeah. There is wine, there is wine." He picked up a few seals near the table. Handed him the bottle and said, "Fruit wine. The wild fruits picked from the mountains are very fragrant ..."

Wen Ning said: "Uncle Si also likes drinking very much. He brews it himself, specially brews it. He tried it for many days."

Because he speaks word by word, he speaks slowly but doesn't stutter. The four uncles smiled a little embarrassed, staring at Wei Wuxian, a little nervous.

Wei Wuxian said, "Yes? You must try it!"

He sits at the table, the uncle quickly opens the bottle and hands it to him. Wei Wu smelled it and laughed, "It really smells good!"

Others also sat down with him and listened to his compliments, all of them seemed to receive great praise, smiled, and moved chopsticks.

For the first time, Wei Wuxian didn't drink what he drank.

He was thinking, "... all the way to black ... is it black?"

It's not very dark either.

Suddenly, my body was refreshed.

Fifty people sat close to each other at three tables, chopsticks stretched and shrank, warmly around the circle, pouring fruit wine to several elders and their subordinates. Wen Yuan sat on her grandmother's lap and showed her her new baby. He punched her with a small wooden sword and a small wooden sword, and the old man's mouth opened with a toothless smile. Wei Wuxian communicated with the fourth uncle about the wine they drank, and it was in full swing. In the end, they agreed that Gusu Mingtianzi laughed as the undisputed Core Level. The dishes on the plate were quickly swept away. Someone knocked on the bowl and said, "Ningzi, go and fry a few more dishes!"

"Fry more, get a basin for it!"

"Where are the pots from which you can put vegetables, there will be five in total, all of which are for washing your face and feet!"

Wen Ning didn't need to eat anything, he was always standing by the shed, heard the words, and dumbly said, "Oh, good."

Wei Wuxian saw an opportunity to show his skills, and said busyly: "Live. I'm here! I'm here I'm here!"

Warmly, "Do you still cook?"

Wei Wuxian raised an eyebrow and said, "That's natural. I have to go to the lobby and get to the kitchen. Haven't eaten Yunmeng's dishes yet? Look at me. They all wait."

Everyone clapped their hands in anticipation. However, after Wei Wuxian put the two plates on the table with a grim look, he took a warm look and said, "You will get me farther away from the kitchen."

Wei Wuxian argued, "Well, you can eat it. You ca n’t just look at it, you know it ’s delicious when you eat it. That's the taste."

Tenderness: "Eat a fart! Didn't you see what Ayuan was eating and crying? Wasting ingredients. Don't stretch out chopsticks, don't give him this face!"

In less than a month, almost all Aristocratic Family people have heard this terrible news.

The Wei Wuxian who betrayed the Jiang family and set up another hill in Yiling, has produced the highest-ranking corpse so far. He has a fast action, great strength, no fear, and he can scream and shoot. speak English. He is invincible in night hunting. Can't help horrifying: the future cultivation world can't be peaceful! Wei Wuxian will certainly refining such a corpse on a large scale, in an attempt to start a sect with evil ways and compete with others!

However, after the success of the corpse cultivation, the biggest use that Wei Wuxian felt was that he had to work hard to carry the goods uphill since then.

However, no one believes this at all. After a few night hunts, there are many people who really come to see him, hoping to join the "ancestors" and become his disciples.

These people are not very talented, they are practicing hopelessly on the right track, and they have good foundations, but they want to make further breakthroughs. The deserted wild mountains and mountains that were originally deserted suddenly turned out to be crowded. The corpses that Wei Wuxian patrolled at the foot of the mountain would not take the initiative to attack. At most, they just lifted people out and snarled their teeth. No one was injured, and more and more people surrounded the mass graves. On one occasion, Wei Wuxian saw a long banner of "the Supreme Lord worships the ancestors of Yiling" and sprayed the fruit wine on the ground. He couldn't stand it. He went down the hill and politely "honored his elderly" The offerings were all accepted, and then changed in and out from another mountain road.

On this day, he was taking a labor to purchase in a city in Yiling. Suddenly, a familiar figure flashed in the alley ahead.

Wei Wuxian's gaze fixed, and he followed calmly. Wen Ning said nothing and followed silently.

With the figure, the two flashed to a small courtyard. As soon as the door came in, the yard was closed. A cold voice came: "Go out."

Jiang Cheng is standing behind them. The door was closed by him, and this sentence was addressed to Wen Ning.

Jiang Cheng is very vengeful, and his hatred for Qishan Wen's is spreading up and down. In addition, during the treatment of Wen Qing and sister Wen Ning, he was in a coma, and he could not suffer with Wei Wuxian at all. When Wen Ning saw him, he bowed his head and retreated.

A woman is standing in the yard, wearing a drape and a black cloak.

Wei Wuxian's throat was terrified and he said, "... Sister."

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the woman turned and took off the bucket hat on her head, and her cape came off.

Under the cloak, she was wearing a red suit.

Jiang Jieli wore this dignified suit with bright pink powder on her face, adding a little color. Wei Wuxian approached her two steps and said, "Sister ... are you?"

Jiang Chengdao: "What is this? Do you think you are going to marry you?"

Wei Wuxian said, "You shut up for me."

Jiang Yanli opened his arms and showed him, his face was reddish, and said, "Axian, I ... will soon be married. Come here and show you ... But, I am alone, I can't The groom. "

Wei Wuxian's eyes were slightly moist.

He couldn't be there on the day Jiang Li left Licheng, and he couldn't see his loved ones in suits. Therefore, Jiang Cheng and Jiang Yanli quietly rushed to the side of Yiling to lead him into the yard and show him how he would look like on the day of his marriage.

For a while, Wei Wuxian laughed: "I know! I heard ... but I don't want to see any groom."

He walked around Jiang Yanli twice and praised: "It looks good!"

Jiang Cheng said: "Sister, I said it. It's really beautiful."

Jian Ganli has always been quite self-aware, and seriously said, "What you say is useless. What you say, you ca n’t take it seriously."

Jiang Cheng reluctantly said, "You don't believe me, and you don't believe him. Do you have to believe the one who says good-looking, do you believe it?"

When I heard that, Jiang Ganli's face was even redder. It turned red to the white earlobe. I couldn't even cover the pink of rouge. I was busy shifting the topic and said, "Axian ... come and get a word."

Wei Wuxian said, "What words?"

Jiang Chengdao: "The words of my nephew who was not born yet."

Li hasn't finished yet, so I'm thinking of getting words for my future nephew. Wei Wuxian did not feel the difference, and he was not polite at all. After thinking about it, he said, "Okay. The next generation of Lanling Jin is like a character generation. Call it Jin Rulan."

Jiang Lili said, "Okay!"

Jiang Cheng said: "Not good, it sounds like Jin Rulan, the blue family's blue. The descendants of Lanling Jin's and Yunmeng Jiang's, why are they blue?"

Wei Wuxian said: "The blue family is nothing bad. Lan is a gentleman among flowers, blue family is a gentleman. Good words."

Jiang Chengdao: "You didn't say that before."

Wei Wuxian said: "It is for me to take it, not for you to take it, what kind of energy do you choose?"

Jian Ganli busily said, "Okay, you know that Ah Cheng is like this. It ’s his suggestion to get you a word. Do n’t make any noise. I brought you soup and waited a while. Etc. "

She went into the house to get the jar. Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng looked at each other. Xu Yan, Jiang Yanli came out and gave the two of them a bowl, and went into the house again. He took out a third small bowl and walked outside the door. He said to Wenning, "I'm sorry, there is only a small bowl. This gives You. "

Wen Ning originally looked down at the goalkeeper and, stupefied, stuttered again: "Ah ... still, my part?"

Jiang Cheng dissatisfied: "Why is he still there?"

Jiang Lili said: "Anyway, I brought so many ... seeers have a share."

Wenningner said: "Thank you, girl Jiang ... Thank you."

He was holding the small bowl full of him, he was embarrassed to say, thank you, but he couldn't eat it. It was a waste to him. The dead cannot eat.

Jiang Lili noticed his embarrassment, asked a few words, and stood outside talking to Wen Ning. Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng stood in the yard.

Jiang Cheng raised his bowl and said, "Respect the ancestor of the Yiling Mausoleum."

While hearing this name, Wei Wuxian remembered the long flag that was displayed in the wind and was very domineering. His mind was filled with the eight golden characters of "The Supreme Lord worships the ancestors of Yiling". : "Shut up!"

Take a sip, Jiang Cheng said, "How was the last injury."

Wei Wuxian said, "Good morning."

Jiang Cheng said: "Yes." After a pause, he said, "How many days?"

Wei Wuxian said: "In less than seven days, I told you that there is tenderness, and it doesn't matter. But you are **** shit."

Jiang Cheng ate a piece of ravioli and said, "It was you who let him break my arm first. You have hung my arm for more than a month for seven days."

Wei Wuxian said arrogantly: "How is it not ruthless? Anti-Correct's left hand does not prevent you from writing. It hurts your muscles for a hundred days, and you can hang for three months."

For a while, there was a faint answer from Wen Ning's mouth.

Jiang Chengdao: "You will be like this in the future? Do you have any plans?"

Wei Wuxian said, "No, for the time being. The group of people dare not go down the mountain, and others do not dare to mess with me. There is no danger without conflict, as long as I don't take the initiative to cause trouble."

"No initiative?" Jiang Cheng sneered: "Wei Wuxian, believe it or not, even if you don't provoke right and wrong, right and wrong will provoke you. There is always nothing you can do to save a person, but it can only hurt someone, but there is more to it Thousands of ways. "

Wei Wuxian buried his head and said, "One effort to drop ten sessions. Let him use thousands of methods, dare to play in front of me, and crush them all."

Jiang Cheng faintly said: "You never listen to any of my opinions. Someday you need to know that I am right."

He drank the rest of the soup in one breath, stood up, and said, "Majestic. Amazing. It is indeed the ancestor of Yiling."

Wei Wuxian spit out a bone and said, "You have no end."

On the farewell, Jiang Cheng said, "Don't give it away. It will be bad to be seen by others."

Wei Wuxian nodded. He understood that it was not easy for the Jiang family. If it is seen by other people, then all the shows they have done to show them to others are in vain.

He said, "Let's go first."

Out of the alley, Wei Wuxian walked ahead, and Wen Ning followed silently.

Suddenly, Wei Wuxian turned back and said, "What are you doing with that soup?"

"Ah?" Wen Ning reluctantly said, "Take it back ... I can't drink it, but I can give it to others ..."

"..." Wei Wuxian said, "Just do it for yourself. Don't spoil it."

He looked back, knowing that he would not see those people he was familiar with for a long time in the future.

But ... isn't he going to meet familiar people now?