The Founder of Diabolism: 4 | The wild second 2

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Wei Wuxian's first thought was that there were errors in the flag array of the young boys.

A little careless use of the things he made will cause great disasters, which is why he deliberately checked whether the drawing of Zhaoyin Banner was wrong. Therefore, when several pairs of big hands were holding him to drag out, Wei Wuxian let them straighten and saved themselves. It was dragged to Dongtang, so it was lively. There were fewer people than the townspeople of Mojiazhuang gathered during the day. All the servants and relatives came out, and some also wore blouses and had less hair. Panic. Mrs. Mo was paralyzed, as if she had just woke up from unconscious, tears were still visible on her cheeks, and there were still tears in her eyes. However, as soon as Wei Wuxian was dragged in, her tears instantly turned into a vicious cold light.

A humanoid thing was lying on the ground, covered with a white cloth, and only one head was exposed. Lan Sizhui and the teenagers looked dignified, were leaning over and talking in a low voice. Voice leaks into Wei Wuxian's ears:

"... I found less than a joss stick?"

"Just just subdued the corpse, we rushed from the west courtyard to the east courtyard, and the body was on the porch."

This humanoid Correct Mo Ziyuan. Wei Wuxian glanced over and couldn't help looking at it again.

This body looks like Mo Ziyuan, but it doesn't look like Mo Ziyuan. Although his facial features are clearly the appearance of his cheap cousin, his cheeks are deeply sunken, his eye sockets and eyeballs are protruded, and his skin is crumpled, as if compared to Mo Ziyuan, who was just his youth, as if he was twenty years old. It seemed to have been drained of flesh and blood, and turned into a skeleton covered with an extremely thin layer of skin. If the original Mo Ziyuan was just ugly, then his body is now old and ugly.

Wei Wuxian is looking closely, and Madam Mo suddenly rushed over. The cold light flashed in her hand, holding a dagger. Lan Si's eye-catching hand quickly shot it down, and before she spoke, Mrs. Mo screamed at him: "My son died tragically. I want to avenge him for revenge! What do you stop me from doing?"

Wei Wuxian hid behind Lan Si after him, squatting and said, "Your son died tragically. What does it have to do with me?"

Lan Sichai watched Wei Wuxian make a noise in Dongtang during the day. Later, he heard many rumors about the illegitimate child adding jealousy to the illegitimate child. He was very sympathetic to the sick man and couldn't help it. He said, "Mrs. Mo, the shape of Ling Lang's body, all his flesh and blood has been consumed, and he was clearly killed by evil spirits. He should not have done it."

Mrs. Mo's chest is undulating: "What do you know! This lunatic's father is an immortal, and he must have learned a lot of magic!"

Lan Si looked back at Wei Wuxian who looked like dementia and said, "Here, Madam has no evidence, or ..."

"The evidence is on my son!" Mrs. Mo pointed to the corpse on the ground: "Look at yourself! Ah Yuan's body already told me who killed him!"

Without anyone else's hands, Wei Wuxian rushed to lift the white cloth from head to toe. One thing was missing from Mo Ziyuan's body.

His left arm, from below his shoulder, is missing!

Mrs. Mo said, "Did you see it? You are here today, have you heard it? What did this lunatic say? He said that if A Yuan touches his thing again, he will put A Yuan's arm Cut it down! "

After excitement, she covered her face and choked and said, "... only A Yuan, who has pity on me, never touched this lunatic at all. Not only was he framed by him, but also killed by his heartache ..."

Distressed!

I haven't heard of this evaluation applied to myself for many years, really kind. Wei Wuxian pointed at himself and was speechless. I don't know if he is sick or Mrs. Mo is sick. He wants to destroy the family and kill millions of blood, and he will say a lot when he is young, but most of the time he just said it. If it can be said, he has already dominated the hundred. Mrs. Mo wasn't trying to get revenge on her son, she just wanted someone to vent her anger.

Wei Wuxian didn't entangle with her more, thought for a moment, reached into Mo Ziyuan's arms, searched and found something. Looking at it, it was actually a call to Yinyin.

Instantly, his heart shone brightly, and he secretly said: Don't live by yourself!

Lan Sizhui and others saw what Mo Ziyuan had in his arms and understood what was going on. For Lenovo ’s farce today, it is not difficult to guess the cause and effect: Mo Ziyuan was mad at his face by Mo Xuanyu during the day, and he hated him very much. Mo Ziyuan wanted to learn from the Yin hand when he returned at night.

But in the night, he secretly went out and passed the West Court, but saw the Zhaoyin flag on the eaves of the wall. Although I have been told, I ca n’t go out at midnight, I ca n’t go to the Western Court, and I ca n’t move these black flags. Mo Ziyuan thought that this was only because they were afraid of being stolen by a rare magic weapon. The effect of the flag is ominous, and once held in your arms, the whole person becomes a living target. His hands and feet were not clean. He stole the cousin construct of the madman's cousin and became addicted. When he saw such a strange object, he felt irritable and had to get it. When the main people of the flag conquered the corpse in the western courtyard, Quietly picked one.

The flag array used a total of six Zhaoyin flags, five of which were located in the Western Court and used the young boys of the Lan family as bait, but they carried an unknown number of Xianmen construct. Although Mo Ziyuan only stole one side, he did not have any self-defense construct. The persimmon was softly pinched, and the evil spirits would naturally be attracted to him. If it's just a corpse, it's nothing but a bite. It won't die for a while, and it can be saved. Coincidentally, this Zhao Yin Banner inadvertently called something more terrible than the corpse. Correct This unknown evil spirit killed Mo Ziyuan and took one of his arms!

Wei Wuxian raised his wrist, and sure enough, the wounds on his left hand healed. It seems that the already contract has given Mo Ziyuan's death as his credit. After all, Zhaoyin Banner was originally passed down by Wei Wuxian.

Mrs. Mo is aware of some of her son's minor problems, but she never refuses to admit that Mo Ziyuan's death was his own. He was anxious and anxious for a while, and grabbed a tea cup for Wei Wuxian threw his head and face: "If you hadn't framed him in the presence of so many people yesterday, would he go out at midnight? It's all your harm!"

Wei Wuxian had been prepared for a long time and took a stand. Mrs. Mo screamed at Lan Sizhuan again, "And you! You are a bunch of useless things, what kind of immortal and what evil are not repaired, even a child can't protect him! Ah Yuan is only a teenager!"

These teenagers are very young and have not come out to practice a few times. They have not detected any abnormalities here. They never expected that there are such cruel evil spirits. They originally felt that they were negligent, but were sorry. Mrs. Mo was pale, regardless of her insults and abuses. After all, she came from a famous family, and no one dared to treat them like that. Gu Sulan's family education is very strict, and he taboos against ordinary people who are unable to fight back, even if they are not polite, even though they are unhappy in their hearts, they are also forced down, making their faces look ugly.

Wei Wuxian can't stand it anymore, thinking: "For so many years, the Lan family still has such a virtue, and want to break up and cultivate it, not to die. Look at me!"

He gave a loud "snap" and said: "Who do you think you are scolding, and really treat others as your own slaves? People have walked away for thousands of miles to get rid of demons and demons, but they owe you? Your son, Gui Geng? This year, ten Qi should have it, still a 'child'? How many years old still ca n’t understand people? Did you repeatedly tell me not to move anything in the battlefield and not to approach the Western Court? Your son went out in the middle of the night to touch the dog, blame me? Blame him? "

Lan Jingyi and others let out a sigh of relief, their faces no longer turned green. Mrs. Mo was extremely sad and extremely resentful, thinking about the word "dead". Not to die with my son, but to kill everyone in the world, especially the people in front of them. When she was in trouble, she instructed her husband, and said to him, "Call someone! Call everyone in!"

Her husband is mumu. I do n’t know if the death of the only son was too hard, but she pushed her backhand. Mrs. Mo was so cold that she was pushed to the ground, shocked.

In the past, there was no need for Mrs. Mo to push him. As long as her voice was a little higher, he would do it. Today, he dare to fight back!

The servants were frightened by her face, Aden helped her up, Mrs. Mo covered her heart, and her voice trembled, "You ... you ... you get out of me!"

While her husband is still unheard of, Adin winks at Atong, and Atong busily walks away with the host, leaving Dongtang confused inside and outside. Wei Wuxian saw that the family was finally quiet, and was preparing to continue to inspect the corpse, but did not see it twice, and a high-pitched scream smashed into the door from the yard.

Crowds burst out. I saw two people twitching on the ground of the East Hospital. A paralyzed boy child is alive. Another fell to the ground, flesh and blood seemed to have been drained and emptied, wrinkled and withered, a left arm already was gone, and the wound had no blood to flow. The situation of the corpse is exactly the same as that of Mo Ziyuan.

Mrs. Mo has just shaken off A Ding's help. At the sight of the corpse that fell to the ground, her eyes straightened, and she finally lost her strength and passed out. Wei Wuxian happened to be standing near her, helped her, and handed it to Ading, who ran forward, and looked at his right hand again, and the scar was gone.

Before stepping out of the hall threshold, before leaving the east courtyard, Mrs. Mo's husband died tragically, but it happened in an instant. Lan Sizhui, Lan Jingyi and others also all turned pale. Lan Sizhui calmed down as soon as possible, and asked the paralyzed boy Tong: "Have you seen anything?"

A Tong was so frightened that he couldn't open his teeth. He couldn't ask a word for a while, but couldn't help shaking his head. Lan Si was so anxious that he asked his colleagues to bring him into the room and turned to Lan Jingyi: "Is the signal?"

Lan Jingyi said: "The signal has been sent, but if there are no seniors who can come here to support us, I am afraid that it will take us half an hour to get there as soon as possible. What should we do now? What are we even connected to? Don't know. "

It is naturally impossible for them to leave. If someone's family members only take care of themselves when they encounter evil spirits, they will not only embarrass the family, they will also be ashamed to see people. These frightened Mo family cannot follow, because most of the evil spirits are mixed among them, it is useless to walk. Lan Si chased her teeth and said, "Watch, wait for someone to come!"

Although a distress signal has been issued, other monks will soon arrive for support. To avoid multiple incidents, Wei Wuxian should retreat. It's okay if the people who came here didn't know it. If it happened that they had dealt with or fought with him, what would happen?

Can curse, he can't leave Mojiazhuang right now. And the summoned thing took two lives in a row in such a short period of time, and its brutality was extraordinary. If Wei Wuxian quits now and waits for the supporters to arrive, maybe the entire Mojiazhuang has been overwhelmed. There was a corpse of the left arm, and there were several relatives and children of Gu Sulan.

Since thinking for a moment, Wei Wuxian said, "Fight quickly."

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