The Founder of Diabolism: 3 | The second wild field

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He wanted to wash his face and admire the body of the lord, but there was no water in the room, and he didn't drink and wash.

The only basin-shaped object, Wei Wuxian guessed, should be used for congratulations, not for washing.

Pushing the door, he was locked from the outside, presumably afraid he would go out and run around.

Nothing made him feel the joy of being born again!

He simply meditates for a while and adapts to Xinshe. This sitting is all day. When I opened my eyes, sunlight leaked into the room through the door gap and window gap. Although I can get up and walk, I still feel dizzy and don't see improvement. Wei Wuxian was surprised: "This Mo Xuanyu cultivation is so low that the spiritual power is negligible. I can't control this physical body for no reason. Why is it so difficult?"

Until there was a strange noise in his belly, he realized that it was not about cultivation's spiritual power at all, it was just that this innocent body was hungry. He would not go looking for food anymore, maybe he would become the first ghost ghost in history ever to be starved to death immediately after being invited to the upper body.

Wei Wuxian lifted his feet and just got ready to knock out the door. Suddenly, footsteps approached. Someone kicked the door and said impatiently, "I have eaten!"

The words shouted like this, but the door didn't mean to be opened. Wei Wuxian looked down, and a smaller door opened under this door, just to see a small bowl replayed in front of the door.

The servant outside said again, "Hurry up! Grind what, take out the bowl after eating!"

The small door is smaller than the dog hole, which can't let people in and out, but can bring the bowl in. Two dishes and one meal, the sales are surprisingly poor. Wei Wuxian stirred the two chopsticks in the rice, slightly sad:

As soon as the ancestor of Yiling returned to the world, he was kicked and scolded. The first meal for him to receive the wind and dust was this kind of residue. What about **** rain? Chickens and dogs do not stay? Extinction at the door? Say no one believes. It was really that the tiger fell into Pingyang and was bullied by dogs. Longyou was in the shallow water and was played with shrimp. The phoenix that had plucked its hair was not as good as a chicken.

At this moment, the house servant outside the door made a loud voice again, but this time it was as if changing someone: "Adin! Come here."

Another crunchy female voice answered far away: "A boy, come and feed the one inside?"

A Tong said, "Otherwise, what am I doing here?"

Adin's voice came a lot closer, and came to the door: "You only give him meals once a day, and you are lazy and no one says you. It's ugly for you to be so idle. Look at me and you have more work Not even going out to play. "

Astong complained, "I'm not just delivering food to him! Are you still dare to go out for a while now? With so many corpses, who didn't close the door tightly."

Wei Wuxian leaned against the door, and two bowls of chopsticks of different lengths were pulled by the end of the bowl, eating and listening.

It seems that this Mojiazhuang has not been very peaceful recently. Walking dead, as the word implies, is a walking dead, a relatively low-level and very common dead body change. Generally, the eyes are dull, walking slowly, and the lethality is not strong, but it is enough for ordinary people to be scared. The rancidity alone is enough to spit out a pot.

However, for Wei Wuxian, they are the easiest and most obedient puppets. I heard it at first, and it was kind.

Atong seems frowning: "If you want to go out, unless you take me, I will protect you ..." Adin said, "You? Protect me? Bragging, can you fight back those things? "Atong shouted:" I can't fight back, others can't fight back. "A Ding laughed:" How do you know that other people can't fight back? I tell you, today already has a fairy gate messenger to our Mojiazhuang. Now, I heard that it is a very remarkable Aristocratic Family! Madam is greeting in the hall, and everyone in the town is watching around. It ’s strange. Listen, is n’t it noisy? I just have no time to talk to you. Maybe Will support me again. "

Wei Wuxian listened attentively, and there was noisy noise from the east. After thinking for a moment, he got up and kicked his feet, and the latch "cracked".

The two domestic servants were frowning and laughing, screaming in shock at the door that suddenly opened to both sides. Wei Wuxian tossed away the chopsticks and walked out. He was stabbed by the sun for a while and couldn't open his eyes. The skin also felt a slight tingling sensation. He put his hands on his eyebrows, eyes closed for a moment.

Atong's scream is even sharper than Adin. When he calms down, he sees that the madman who can be bullied, and his courage is big. He consciously wants to save the face he just lost, and jumps over to scold the dog while waving his hand. He reprimanded: "Go, go! Go back! What are you doing out!"

It's not even uglier to treat beggars or flies. Most of these domestic servants used to treat Mo Xuanyu like this in the past, and he never resisted, only to make them so unscrupulous. Wei Wuxian kicked Atong with a kick and smiled, "Who do you think you are doing?"

After kicking, follow the noise to the east. There are a lot of people inside and outside the East Hall of the East Hospital. Wei Wuxian stepped into the yard, and a woman heard a voice higher than the others: "... There is a junior in our family, but also a fairy ... "

Mr. Namo must be trying to find a way to connect with Xiuxian Aristocratic Family again. Wei Wuxian didn't wait for her to finish, and crowded the crowd into the hall, waving enthusiastically, "Here comes, here, here!"

There is a middle-aged woman sitting in the hall. She is well-maintained and dressed in expensive clothes. Correct Mrs Mo is sitting under her husband. Opposite are a few white boys with swords. Suddenly, a shameful weird came out of the crowd, and all the voices stopped abruptly, but Wei Wuxian seemed to be unaware of the stagnant scene, and frowned, "Who called me just now? Who has a fairy edge, isn't it? Is it me! "

If you apply too much powder, it will crack when you smile and flutter. A young boy in white almost "laughed" and almost laughed out loud. He was disapproved by the teenager who seemed to be headed by one side, and immediately turned right.

Wei Wuxian swept at his eyes, surprised. He thought he was an inexperienced domestic servant who exaggerated, but who knew it was really the immortal child of the "prominent family".

These junior sleeves are light and gentle, and the Immortal Qi Ling Ran is very beautiful. At first glance, the school uniforms are from Gusu Lan's. Moreover, they are relatives of the Lan family, because they have a one-finger cuff cloud pattern on their foreheads.

Gusu Lan's family motto is "Yazheng". This wiping amount means "regulating self", and the cloud pattern is Correct. Hakka or monks, such as monks who are attached to big families, do n’t wear family prints. Wei Wuxian had a toothache when he saw the people in the Lan family. In his last life, he often vilified his school uniforms as "Pima Daixiao", so he would never admit it.

Mrs. Mo hasn't seen the nephew for a long time, and it took a while to calm down from the panic. When she recognized the man with heavy makeup, she was annoyed, but not immediately angry, and lowered her throat and rushed to her husband: "Who let him out Yes, get him back! "

Her husband responded to the laughter with a smile, and stood up with a look of embarrassment. Wei Wuxian suddenly lay on the ground, his limbs firmly stuck to the ground, he couldn't even push and drag, and called several domestic servants to come in. Procrastination will not help, otherwise it will prevent outsiders from kicking him with his feet. Mrs. Mo Mo's face became increasingly ugly, and he was sweating, scolding: "You lunatic! Don't go back and see how I can clean up you!"

Although everyone in Mojiazhuang knows that the Mo family has a Young Master that has caused madness, Mo Xuanyu has been shrinking in his dark room for several years, and he dare not see anyone. Seeing his makeup and behavior are like monsters and monsters At the moment, whispering, I'm afraid there is no good show.

Wei Wuxian said: "I want to go back." He pointed directly at Mo Ziyuan: "You told him to return what stole me first."

Mo Ziyuan never expected that this lunatic had the courage. He was taught by him yesterday. He dared to come here today, and said with a pale face: "When are you talking about me! ? I still need to steal your stuff? "

Wei Wuxian said, "Yes, yes! You didn't steal it, you grab it!"

Mrs. Mo saw it now. Mo Xuanyu was clearly prepared, her mind was sober, she wanted to throw them away, she could n’t help but was shocked and hated: "You came here for trouble today , Isn't it?! "

Wei Wuxian said blankly: "He stole my stuff, I'll recover it. Is this also called trouble?"

Mrs. Mo Ziyuan hasn't answered yet, but Mo Ziyuan is in a hurry. A young boy in white with a sword flicked his fingers, and Mo Ziyuan's feet were unstable. He rubbed his feet and kicked, and he fell by himself. However, Wei Wuxian rolled a circle, as if he was kicked over by him, and opened his placket. His chest was exactly the same footprint that was mopped out by Mo Ziyuan yesterday.

The townspeople of Mojiazhuang watched the movie with excitement and excitement: It ’s impossible for Mo Xuanyu to slap his footsteps. Whatever he said, he is also the blood of the Mo family. The family was too cruel. When I first came back, I was clearly not so crazy. Bacheng was getting more and more crazy. Anyway, there is a lively look on the line, anyway, they can not be beaten, this lively is really better than Xianmen to make!

With so many pairs of eyes staring, she could n’t fight and could n’t drive away. Mrs. Mo got stuck in her throat, and had to forcibly round the field, saying gently: "What steals, what steals? It ’s so bad, my family and my family But it ’s just borrowed to look at it. A Yuan is your brother, what's the matter with you? Is it so stingy as a elder brother? Even a little thing can make a kid ’s temper a joke, but it ’s not you. "

The teenagers in white looked at each other, a teenager who was drinking tea almost reached him. The children who grew up in Gu Sulan's ears are all snowy and windy. They have never seen such farce, nor have they heard such high-level opinions. I am afraid that they have grown up today. Wei Wuxian laughed wildly and stretched out his hand: "Then you pay back."

Of course, Mo Ziyuan has n’t come out yet. He threw away and tossed away, even if he could, he wouldn't be willing to pay back. He screamed sternly: "A niang!" She glared at her with wink: You let him insult me ​​like this?

Mrs. Mo glared at him, asking him not to make the scene more ugly. Who knows, Wei Wuxian said again: "Speaking of, he should not only steal my stuff, but also should not steal it at midnight. Who doesn't know, Ben Young Master likes men, but he doesn't know how to be ashamed, I also know Where are you going? "

Mrs. Mo took a sip of air-conditioner and said loudly, "What did the old folks say in front of you! It's shameless, A Yuan is your cousin!"

When it comes to San Ye, Wei Wuxian is a good hand. In the past, Zha had to be respectful. He could not be told that he had no tutoring, but now that he is a lunatic anyway, what face does he need? Spread it directly, how to come quickly, and straighten his neck: "He knows I ’m my cousin and I do n’t want to avoid suspicion, who is more shameless? You do n’t even have to, but do n’t spoil my innocence! I ’m looking for a good man !!! ”

Mo Ziyuan yelled and smashed when he picked up the chair. Wei Wuxian saw that he had finally exploded, and climbed up to hide. The chair fell to the ground and fell apart. The idlers around the third floor and the third floor in the East Hall were originally gloating. They were ashamed by the Mo family, and they were all scattered as birds and beasts, for fear of accidentally hanging the color . Wei Wuxian went to the few blue-eyed teenagers in the Blue House to hide, and said, "Have you seen them? See, have you stolen and betrayed you!"

Mo Ziyuan was going to chase him and beat him, and the young man stopped him, saying, "This ... Young Master has something to say."

Mrs. Mo saw the boy intentionally to protect the lunatic, and he was afraid to laugh, and reluctantly smiled, "This is my sister's son. Here, it's a bit difficult. Everyone in Mojiazhuang knows that he is a lunatic. He often says Weird words, you ca n’t take it seriously. The immortal master must be ten thousand ... ”The voice did n’t end, Wei Wuxian poked his head from the young man:“ Who said what I said could n’t be taken seriously? Who would steal my stuff and try it again, steal it once I cut him with one hand! "

Mo Ziyuan was originally held down by his father, and it would start again when he heard it. Wei Wuxian la la la swimming out of the fish in general. The boy was busy blocking the door, shifting the topic, and said the business with a serious face: "That ... Then I will use it tonight in your western courtyard. Please remember that what I said before, keep the door closed after evening , Don't come out and walk around, let alone get close to that yard. "

Mrs. Mo shivered with anger, and it was not easy for him to push away. He only said, "Yes, yes, there is labor, there is labor ..."

Mo Ziyuan ca n’t agree: “Mom! That lunatic slandered me in front of people like this, forget it ?! You said, you said he was just ...”

Mrs. Mo yelled, "Shut up. I can't go back if I have any words!"

Mo Ziyuan has never suffered such a loss, lost such a face, and has never been reprimanded by his mother, full of resentment, growling, "This lunatic is dead tonight!"

Wei Wuxian went crazy and walked out of the door after making a fuss. He walked around in Mojiazhuang and shocked countless passers-by, but he enjoyed it and began to realize the joy of being a lunatic, and he hanged himself. The makeup was also satisfactory, and some were reluctant to wash it off, and the heart said: there is no water anyway, so don't wash it. He had a full hair, glanced at his wrist, and the scar showed no signs of improvement. That is to say, it is not enough to give Mo Xuanyu such a slight revenge.

Is it true that he really wants to destroy Mo's door?

... To be honest, it is not difficult.

Wi Wuxian wandered back to Mo's house while thinking. As I walked across the Western Court with a small broken step, I saw the children of the Lan family standing on the roof and the eaves, discussing what was happening, and then walking back with a small broken step, and looked up at them babblely.

Although there was a big head of Gu Sulan in his Aristocratic Family, at that time these juniors were either not born or were only a few years old. It was not their business at all. Wei Wuxian stopped to watch and see how they were. deal with. Looking at him, he suddenly felt a bit wrong.

Why are the black flags standing on the roof and wall eavesdropping so familiar?

This flag is called "Zhaoyin Banner". If it is inserted into a living person, it will attract the ghosts, injustices, corpses, and evil spirits within a certain range, and only attack this living person. Because the flagged person seems to become a living target, it is also called "target flag". You can also insert a house, but there must be live people in the house, then the attack range will be extended to everyone in the house. Because there must be a dark atmosphere around the flag insertion, as if the black wind circled, it is also called "black wind flag". These teenagers set up flag arrays in the West Court and kept others away from them. They must want to lead the corpses here and wipe them out.

As for why you are familiar ... can you not be familiar. The maker of Zhaoyin Banner, the ancestor of Correct Yiling!

It seems that even if Xuanmen Baijia shouts and kills him, what he does to him is correct ...

A disciple standing on the eaves saw him watching and said, "Go back, this is not where you should come."

Although it is driven, it is well-intentioned, and the tone is very different from those of domestic servants. Wei Wuxian jumped up and took off a flag while he was not ready.

The disciple was shocked and jumped down the wall to chase him: "Don't mess around, this is not what you should take!"

Wei Wuxian runs and walks, spreads his hair, dances and dances, and is really a crazy man: "Don't return! Don't return! I want this! I want!"

The disciple caught up with him in two steps, holding his arm and saying, "Not yet? I won't hit you!"

Wei Wuxian was holding the flag and couldn't let go. The young man named the head was originally setting up the flag array, was shocked by this side, and fluttered down the eaves, saying: "Jingyi, forget it, take it back is , Why bother with him. "

Lan Jingyi said: "Si pursue, I didn't really hit him! Look at him, he made a mess of the flag array!"

During the pull, Wei Wuxian has quickly checked the Zhaoyin flag in his hand. The decorative painting is correct, the mantra is not lacking, and there are no errors or omissions. There is no difference in use. It ’s just that the people who painted the flags lacked experience. The curse drawn can only attract evil spirits and corpses within five miles, but it is enough.

Lan Sizhuan smiled at him: "Mo Young Master, it's getting dark, and the corpse is going to be taken away soon. It's dangerous at night, you should go back to the house."

Wei Wuxian looked at the boy, saw him elegant, well-dressed, sneered at the corner of his mouth, and was a good seed worthy of applause. The banner array is well organized, and tutoring is really good. I don't know who can bring such younger generations to the horrible old-fashioned place like Gu Sulan's.

Lan Sizhui said, "This flag ..."

Until he finished, Wei Wuxian threw the Zhaoyin flag to the ground and hummed, "It's just a broken flag! What's so great! I draw much better than you!"

He ran away after he threw his legs. Several teenagers who were still leaning on the roof watching the lively listened to him loudly and almost fell off the roof with a smile. Lan Jingyi also laughed angrily, picked up the Zhao Yin flag and patted her, said: "What a lunatic!"

Lan Si chased: "Don't say that. Come back and help."

Wei Wuxian continued to walk around for two laps, only to return to the small courtyard of Mo Xuanyu at night. The latch was broken, and the ground was in a mess. No one looked at it. He picked a clean spot on the ground and continued to meditate.

Who knows that before this day of sitting, there is a lot of noise from outside to pull him out of meditation.

A cluttered footsteps mixed with crying and screaming quickly. Wei Wuxian heard a few words repeating repeatedly: "... rush in and drag it out!" "Reporter!" "Report to an official, cover your head and kill!"

He opened his eyes and several domestic servants broke in. The whole courtyard was brightly lit, and someone shouted, "Drag the murderer to the lobby and let him pay his life!"

The author has something to say: I did not come out, I attacked in the main column of the copywriter.

Okay, he's gone crazy, people who haven't left yet, thank you ...

Yesterday, there were a lot of comments in Chapters 1 and 2. Thank you very much. When I slowly reply to Mu Meng.

Piece, Mo Ziyuan originally called "Mom!" to Mrs. Mo, in fact, the ancients really had a _ (: з) ∠) _ called Mom, which is a more colloquial and casual name.