The Founder of Diabolism Chapter 112: Forget the twenty-third 2

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After three months.

Guangling.

On a hill, a group of villagers held torches and farm implements as weapons to defend themselves, slowly moving towards a forest on the hill.

There is a wild grave on the mountain. In recent months, the villagers have been disturbed by the lonely ghosts in the wild grave, and finally they can no longer bear it. Please bring in a few monks passing by here and go up the mountain to eliminate them. source.

Twilight | When it arrives, the insects are clear and bright, and the half-height weeds are sometimes stunned, as if there are unknown things lurking, waiting for trouble at any time. But you can dare to poke away the weeds and take a picture with a torch, which is often a false alarm.

The monks held long swords and led the villagers carefully across the grass and into the forest.

In the forest is the wild graveyard, or the damaged tombstone of stone or wood is crooked, down, and the wind is miserable. A few monks looked at each other and took out the runes, ready to start cleaning up the evil stings. Seeing their composure, the situation should not be difficult, and several villagers were relieved.

But their tone of breath was not enough, and when they heard a loud bang, a flesh-scarred corpse fell to a soil bag in front of them.

The villager nearest to the soil bag screamed, threw a torch, and crawled away. Immediately afterwards, the **** corpses of the second, third, and fourth also fell, as if the corpse rain fell from the sky, crackling continuously, and howling in the forest. Those monks have not seen such a battle, but they have not lost their courage when they were shocked. They shouted, "Don't run away! Don't panic! It's just a little evil ..."

Before he finished drinking, he seemed to be wrapped around his neck, and his voice stopped abruptly.

He saw a tree.

There is a man sitting on the tree, hanging down a piece of black placket, a long black boot, and dangling lightly, with ease, with pleasure.

This man's waist is filled with a dark flute, and underneath the flute are bright red **** spikes, which also shake with the movement of the calf.

Several monks suddenly changed color.

The villagers were already in a mess, listening to him drinking, just after taking the reassurance pill, but some of the monks saw their faces pale, turned around and ran away, and a gust of wind usually rushed out of the forest and rushed down The mountain, leaving them alone, guessed that there must be something terribly evil in this mountain. Even these monks couldn't help it, and the spirits flew away in an instant, and they immediately escaped as birds and beasts. A villager escaped slowly, fell at the end and fell and fell into the mud, thinking that the order was dead, but suddenly he saw a young man in white standing in front of his eyes, his eyes involuntarily brightened.

This man has a long sword hanging on his waist. I don't know if it is a special cloth. It seems that the whole body is covered with a layer of hazy white light. In the dim forest, Immortal Qi Ling Ran is not like ordinary people. He immediately called for help: "Young Master! This Young Master! Help, there is a ghost, quickly turn this demon ..."

The voice did not fall, and another corpse fell in front of him. That Qiqiao bleeding face just met him.

Just as the villagers were scared and fainted, the man said to him: "Leave."

Although there is only one word, the villagers felt an inexplicable reassurance, as if they had been given a death-prevention order, suddenly a surge of strength came, and they fled without climbing back.

The man in white looked at the corpse crawling all over the forest, and didn't seem to know what to say. He looked up, and the black man who had been sitting on the tree also jumped down lightly and cleverly, flashed to him in an instant, and pressed him against a tree, and said softly, "Well, this is not Bingqingyujie Han Guangjun Lan forgets the machine, what do I do on my site? "

There is a blood corpse all around, struggling to crawl around in a daze or a daze. The man stretched out his hand to stand on the trunk. Lan Wangji was trapped between his body and the trunk, expressionless. .

Just listen to this man again and say: "Since you brought yourself to your door, then I'll ... hey hey!"

Lan Wangji locked both his wrists with one hand.

The situation reversed and he was surprised by the black man who resisted it: "Oh my God, Han Guangjun, you are too powerful, you ca n’t believe it, it ’s shocking, it ’s incredible, you just subdued with one hand Me, I ca n’t resist at all! Terrible man! "

Lan Wangji: "..."

His hand clenched tighter. The other's surprise turned into panic: "Ah, it hurts. Let me go, Han Guangjun, I won't dare again next time. You don't want to catch me like this, you should never tie me up, Don't put me on the ground ... "

Looking at his speech movements becoming more and more exaggerated, Lan Wangji's eyebrows flicked and finally interrupted with a voice: "... don't play anymore."

Wei Wuxian was begging for mercy, and was surprised: "Why, I haven't finished begging for mercy."

"..." Lan Wang said: "You are begging for mercy every day. Stop playing."

Wei Wuxian posted to him and said softly, "Isn't this what you asked for ... every day is every day."

His face is very close, as if he is about to kiss Lan Wangji, but he is reluctant to snuggle up, and there is always a line between the lips of the two. The separation is like a passionate and stubborn butterfly who walks on the dignified petals in an airy manner, and will not live or want to kiss. With such a moment of flicking, Lan Wangji's light-colored eyes flickered, and with a slight movement, it seemed that he finally could not hold himself, and he could not touch the wings of the butterfly by pressing the petals. Wei Wuxian suddenly raised his face and staggered his lips.

He raised an eyebrow and said, "Call my brother."

Lan Wangji: "..."

Wei Wuxian said: "Call my brother. If you call my brother, I will give you kiss."

"..." Lan Wangji's lips moved slightly.

In his life, he has never called anyone else by his own title of soft glutinous taste, even if it is to Lan Xichen, he has always called his elder brother with only one look. Wei Wuxian said, "Well, let me hear you. I've called you so many times. You can do something else after you have kissed me."

Even if Lan Wangji was about to call out, after listening to this sentence, he was defeated by Wei Wuxian, but in the end he couldn't call the exit. For a while, only one sentence came out: "... I don't know shame!"

Wei Wuxian said: "Are you tired of holding me with one hand like this? It's inconvenient to do things with only one hand."

Surely, Lan Wangji said politely and politely: "Well, what should I do."

Wei Wuxian said, "I teach you, it's not convenient for you to take off the wiper and tie my hand?"

Lan Wangji quietly looked at him with a smile, slowly removed the wiper, and showed it to Wei Wuxian.

Then, a knot was tied in his hands as fast as he could cover his ears, and Wei Wuxian's two unruly hands were pressed firmly to the top of his head to fix it, and buried himself between his neck.

At this moment, an exclamation came from the grass.

The two separated in an instant.

Lan Wangji put his hand on the handle of the dust-proof sword, but did not rush out, because the exclamation sounded by him was very crisp and tender, obviously a small child, and it would be bad if he accidentally hurt a passerby. The half-height grass shivered, and the traces of the grass shook farther and farther, and it seemed to slip away. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji followed a few steps, and a woman's joyful voice came from below the hillside: "Mianmian, are you okay! How can you run around in such a place? Scared mother!"

Wei Wuxian said for a moment: "Mianmian?"

I just thought the name was familiar. He must have heard it somewhere. The voice of another man reproached, "Do n’t run wild when you hunt at night. If you rush forward alone, you will be eaten by a ghost. What do you want me and your mother to do! ... Mian Mian? What's wrong? How does this look? "The last sentence should be asking the woman:" Qing Yang, look at it, Mian Mian has no problem? Why this picture? Is there something you shouldn't see above? "

... It's ... something you shouldn't see.

Lan Wangji gave Wei Wuxian a glance. Wei Wuxian looked back at him innocently, and said in a mouthful, "Make evil."

Apparently there is no reflection of guilt among the children, Lan Wangji shook his head. They came out of the graveyard and turned downhill, and the three of them immediately looked at them with surprise and vigilance. A man and a woman are husband and wife, all squatting on the ground, standing in the middle of a little girl with a pair of twins, only about ten years old. The woman was a pretty and pretty young woman with a sword on her waist. When she saw Wei Wuxian at first sight, she pulled it out. blade edge pointed to him and said, "Who!"

Wei Wuxian said, "No matter who it is, it is always a person, not something else."

The woman wants to talk, but she sees Lan Wangji behind Wei Wuxian. She immediately stunned and said, "Lan Er Young Master?"

Lan Wangji didn't even wear a wiper. For a moment, she didn't dare to confirm. If it wasn't for the memorable face, I'm afraid he would be hesitant for a while. She turned her eyes back to Wei Wuxian, and for a while, she said, "So, then you are, you are ..."

The news of Yiling's ancestors returning to the world has already spread. It is him who is now with Lan Wangji, so it is not surprising to be recognized. Wei Wuxian saw her faintly excited and familiar, and said, "Does this lady know me? I have resentment against her? I provoke her? No, I don't know the girl named Qing Yang ... Ah , Mian Mian! "

Wei Wuxian said in surprise: "Are you long?"

The man stared, "What do you want my daughter to do?"

It turned out that the little girl who just ran and accidentally broke them is Mian Mian's daughter, whose name is also Mian Mian. Wei Wuxian finds it quite interesting: "One big, one small."

Lan Wangji bowed his head to the woman and said, "Girl Luo."

The woman brushed the scattered hair on the cheek slightly behind her ear, and said politely: "Han Guangjun." And looking at Wei Wuxian, she said: "Wei Young Master."

Wi Wuxian smiled at the woman: "Girl Luo. Oh, I know your name this time."

Luo Qingyang smiled with a little shyness, and seemed to think of old things. I was embarrassed. He pulled the man up and said, "This is my husband."

The man realized that they were not evildoers, his expression calmed down, and a few words of humor, Wei Wuxian asked casually, "I don't know which family this gentleman belongs to and who sent him?"

The man said straightforwardly: "Neither is it. I used to open a shop."

Luo Qingyang looked at her husband and said with a smile: "My husband is not a Xuanmen man, but an ordinary person. However, he is willing to hunt with me at night ..."

An ordinary person or a man is actually willing to give up his original stable life, not afraid of wandering, not afraid of danger, dare to run away with his wife, and run around, this is a very rare and valuable thing, Wei Wuxian can't help but rise Respectfully. Can not help but look back at the blue forget machine next to him. Aren't they the same now?

He said, "Did you come here for night hunting too?"

Luo Qingyang nodded and said, "Correct. I heard that there are wild graves and gangsters on the hill, which disturbs the people's livelihood. It ’s miserable, so I came here to see if there is anything I can do to help. Your two alreadys are cleaned up. ? "

If Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji already have dealt with it, then there is no need for others to intervene. Wei Wuxian said, "You were deceived by the villagers. This is not the case at all. It was they who dug the grave and robbed the corpse and discarded the dead bones, and then they were counterattacked by the wild tomb masters. It was not deliberate chaos."

Luo Qingyang's husband wondered, "Really? But even if you fight back, you don't have to kill several people."

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji glanced at each other and said, "This is also fake. There was no life at all. We checked it. Only a few villagers who dig graves and graves were bedridden after being scared by the ghosts. There was another who ran away too hastily and broke his leg. There were no injuries or deaths, and several lives were made up by people to make people sensational.

Luo Qingyang sighed, "It turned out to be this way. Hey, these people ... make it like this."

Wei Wuxian said: "I was scared and scared just now. After this time, they should not dare to come to steal the grave, and the evil spirits will naturally not go to their trouble. Solved."

Luo Qingyang said, "But if they ask other monks to forcibly suppress ..."

Wei Wuxian laughed, "I have shown my face."

Luo Qingyang knew. The ancestor of Yiling already has shown his face. After being seen by the monks, the news will spread everywhere. Others only used his already to mark this area as his own territory. Which monk dared to eat when he ate a bear heart Mess with him?

Luo Qingyang laughed: "That's the case. I just saw Mian Mian scared like that, and thought she had encountered some evil spirits. If you have any rudeness, please don't mind."

Wei Wuxian said: "No, no, maybe we are more rude on this side." On the face is a serious message: "Where and where, scared Xiao Mianmian, please don't mind."

Luo Qingyang's husband hugged his daughter, sitting on his father's arm, sulking his cheeks with jealousy and envy, with a look of annoyance and shame, and difficult to read. Wei Wuxian saw her wearing a crimson gauze skirt, her eyes were like purple crystal grapes, her face Yuxue was cute, and she wanted to screw her face. After all, her father looked at her side by side, only pinching her to hang down The little pigtail, with a smile on his shoulder, said with a smile: "It's so long that she looks like Luo when you were young."

Lan Wangji glanced at him without speaking. Luo Qingyang was happy, pouting with a smile, and said, "Wei Young Master, aren't you guilty of saying this? Do you really remember what I looked like when I was a kid?"

This pouting smiled, and vaguely coincided with the little girl in the crimson gown that year. Wei Wuxian didn't feel ashamed, and said, "Of course I remember! It's not much different from now. By the way, how old is she? I'll send her some money to save."

Luo Qingyang and her husband rushed away and said, "No need."

Wei Wuxian laughed: "It's used. It's not me. Anyway. Haha."

The husband and wife were a little stunned, and before they understood it, Lan Wangji consciously took out the money bag. Wei Wuxian received the heavy money from his hands and insisted on giving it to Mian Mian. Luo Qingyang quit, but said to his daughter: "Mian Mian, thank you Han Guangjun and Wei Young Master." /

Mianmian said: "Thank you Han Guangjun."

Wei Wuxian said: "Mianmian, I gave it to you, why don't you thank me?"

Mianmian glanced at him angrily, no matter how funny he was, he refused to talk to him, but just lowered his head and pulled a red rope around his neck, and pulled out a small exquisite sachet, pressing it baby Save money and put in. After going down the hill, Wei Wuxian had to say goodbye to them with regret and took another path with Lan Wangji.

After their figures disappeared, Luo Qingyang rebuked her daughter, "Mian Mian. So rude, it was a benefactor who saved his mother's life before."

Her husband was shocked: "Is that it ?! Mianmian, I haven't heard that, you look so rude!"

Mianmian muttered: "I ... I don't like him."

Luo Qingyang said, "If you kid, if you hate him, you've thrown away your money."

Mianmianhong's little face was buried in his father's chest, and he hummed, "He does bad things!"

Luo Qingyang laughed and laughed, and was about to speak. Her husband wondered: "Qing Yang, I heard you mentioned this Han Guangjun before, remembering that he was a big man born for Aristocratic Family, why did he appear in such a small place, hunting? This little prey? "

Luo Qingyang patiently explained to her husband: "This Han Guangjun is not the same as other famous celebrities. He is always out of chaos. As long as he can help him, no matter the level of the night hunting object, He will go to help each other. "

The husband nodded, and said puzzledly and nervously: "It's a real celebrity. What about that Wei Young Master? You said he saved your life, but I don't seem to hear you mention this person? You used to When have you ever been in danger?!

Luo Qingyang has hugged a long time, and his eyes flashed with a strange light, and smiled, "Well, Wei Young Master ..."

On the other road, Wei Wuxian said to Lan Wangji: "I did not expect a little girl of that time, but my daughter is also a little girl now!"

Lan Wangji said, "Yes."

Wei Wuxian said: "But it's not fair. What she saw at that time should be that you were doing bad things to me. Why did she look at me so badly?"

Lan Wangji hasn't answered yet. Wei Wuxian turned around again. Facing Lan Wangji, he walked backwards and said, "Oh, I see. In fact, she must like me in her heart. Just like that Someone is the same. "

Lan Wangji scratched the dust that was not existence on his sleeve, and said quietly: "Please pass me the wipe amount, Wei Yuandao."

After hearing this strange name, Wei Wuxian was jealous, and only a moment later he responded, smirking and said, "Let me say, Lan Er Young Master, this is not it, are you jealous?"

Lan Wangji lowered his eyebrows, Wei Wuxian stood in front of him, holding his waist with one hand, holding his chin with one hand, and solemnly said, "Honestly, how many years have you been drinking this pot of vinegar, How can I hide so well, I didn't smell sour. "

Lan Wangji used to cooperate with him to raise his face, and suddenly felt that an unruly hand touched his chest. Looking down, Wei Wuxian's hand was pulled out of already, holding one thing, pretending to be surprised: "What is this?"

That's Lan Wangji's money bag.

Wei Wuxian turned this delicate little purse up with his right hand and pointed his left hand at it and said, "Han Guangjun, Han Guangjun, don't ask yourself for stealing. What did they say you came here, Behind the door? Aristocratic Family children's role model? What a role model, actually secretly drunk strong vinegar, stole my little girl's sachet, and use it to make my own money bag. No wonder I can't find it everywhere when I wake up. If it were n’t for the little sachet hanging on Xiao Mianmian ’s chest like this one, I ca n’t remember it. You, you, alas. Tell me, why did you touch it from me when I was in a coma? How long did you touch it? ”

Lan Wang flashed a slight wave on the plane and reached out to grab it. Wei Wuxian threw the money bag, dodging his hands, and took two steps back, saying: "But you should grab it? Shame. What? This is also a shame. I finally know why I do n’t know how to be shy. The two of us are a natural pair. It must be because my shame has been put in your place. You took it for me.

Lan Wangji ’s earlobe is pale pink, but her face is still tight. She shoots quickly, and Wei Wuxian's feet are faster, so that he can't see it. “You used to make money yourself. The bag was given to me, why not give it to me now? Look at you, not only stealing things, but also stealing joy, but also going back and forth, it's so bad.

Lan Wangji pounced on him, finally caught him, and hugged him tightly in his arms, arguing: "We have worshiped for three years, already is ... a husband and wife, not cheating."

Wei Wuxian said: "Couples can't always use me like you do, do I often ask you? You have become like this now, and Gu Sulan's furious ..."

Unbearably, Lan Wangji blocked his mouth severely.