The Founder of Diabolism: 37 | Plant 8th

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Lan Jingyi took a look at the door slit, and then blocked the door slit with her body. She said, "Good, good, a lot!"

Wei Wuxian said, "Is it dead? How many?"

Lan Jingyi said: "I don't know! It's all over the street, hundreds of them! And more and more! I think the two paper people can't hold it!"

If the pair of paper men guarding the door can't keep it, the corpses on the entire street outside the door will flood into this shop. Chop, poisonous powder in the corpse, and fight hard to kill, the toxins will flow away very quickly; if not chopped, they will be bitten to death. Hyosung Chen wanted to push out the door with a sword, probably trying to resist it for a while, but with a layer of purple and red gas on her cheek, she fell to the ground. Wei Wuxian said, "Sit back and relax. It will be resolved soon."

He stabbed his right index finger on Lan Jingyi ’s sword again, the blood drops dripped, Lan Jingyi said, “Do you want to call the trick with your eyes again? Every paper man clicks twice in the orbit, How much blood do you have to bleed after ordering? Would you like me to share it for you? "

Other teenagers rolled up their sleeves at once: "I can also share points ..."

Wei Wuxian could not laugh or cry: "No. Are there any blank characters?"

This group of Aristocratic Family children are still very young and haven't cultivated a ready-to-use atmosphere, so they are all equipped with already painted amulets. Lan Si chased his head and said, "No." Wei Wuxian didn't care: "It's OK to paint."

Lan Sizhui took out a stack of yellow charms from Qiankun's bag. Wei Wuxian only took one, glanced roughly, raised his index and middle fingers of his right hand, and drew from the top to the bottom on the rune road drawn by cinnabar. The red blood and red cinnabar were combined into a new rune. A flick of the wrist, the yellow red character spontaneously ignited in the air. Wei Wuxian stretched out his left hand, catching the rune-falling ashes after burning, gathered his five fingers, lowered his head slightly, and opened the palm of his hand, gently blowing the black ashes in his palm toward the row of paper-makers, whispering: "The wild fire is endless, and the spring breeze is blowing again."

Fu gray face.

A warrior standing in the forefront suddenly lifted the machete that lay at his feet and carried it on his shoulder.

A towering, beautifully-dressed paper beauty beside him slowly raised his right hand, and his slender five fingers turned flexibly, as if a lazy lady, casually admiring himself scarletly painted Long nails. At the feet of the beauties were two golden boys and girls. The golden boy naughtily pulled her braids. The girl spit out his tongue at him, and a nearly nine-inch long tongue came out of her little mouth. The poisonous snake was usually in the boy. A big hole was pierced in his chest, and then retracted, poisonous and cruel. Golden Boy opened his mouth wide, exposing two white teeth, and biting her arm. The two paper-boys actually started fighting themselves.

Twenty or thirty paper people, one after the other, started shaking, as if they were moving their bones, shaking each other and whispering to each other, the sound of gurgling was undulating. Not a living person, it is better than a living person.

Wei Wuxian said, "Hold your breath."

After speaking, he staggered and gave way to the door. He slumped slightly and made an invitation gesture.

The wooden door bounced open again, and the rotten sweet and rotten gas of the corpse poison powder poured in, and everyone immediately covered their mouths to block. The Yinshi yelled and rushed out first, and the remaining paper people rushed out.

The wooden door closed behind the last paper man. Wei Wuxian said, "No one **** in?"

They all said no. Wei Wuxian lifted up Hyosung Chen. He wanted to find a place to lie down, but found that he couldn't find it. He could only sit on the cold and dusty ground. Hyosung Chen still clutched his Shuanghua sword tightly, waking up from his semi-coma, and coughing a few times, his voice was weak: "Have you just clicked on the general?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Roughly understand."

Hyosung Chen thought for a while and smiled, "Well ... it's the best way to kill these corpses."

After a moment, he said: "However, practicing this path is very vulnerable to the backlash of the fierce ghosts and fiends. Even Wei Wuxian, the ancestor of Yiling who opened the mountain for this path, is not immune. I Personal suggestion, if you are not good in the future, you should be more careful. If you have to, you should use it less. You should usually repair more ... ”

Wei Wuxian sighed and said, "Thank you for your advice."

Most famous monks will stand out with clear flags, draw boundaries, and show that they don't share the sky with someone. However, when he was almost half dead, he unanimously persuaded him to remind him to beware of back bite, showing that he was a very gentle and kind person with a soft heart. Looking at the thick layer of bandages on Xiaoxing Chen's eyes, thinking about his experience, Wei Wuxian couldn't help sighing.

Generally, only the young children who are not deeply involved in the world will be more disgusted and disgusted with these crooked ways. Except for Jin Ling, who has always been unsightly, others are crowded in front of the door to watch the battle: "Help ... the female paper man Nails are so scary. Grab her for five ditches. "" Why is that little girl's tongue so long and hard? Is she a hangman? "" The strength of a man! He can lift so many corpses at once, He's going to fall down! Look at it! He fell! He broke! "

Wen Yan was dragged by Xiaoxing Chen, and Wei Wuxian took the last bowl of glutinous rice porridge on the table and said, "You have been poisoned. There is a bowl of things here, which may slow you down. It may also be useless and very unpalatable. Would you like to try it. If you do n’t want to live, just forget it.

Hyosung Chen took the bowl with both hands and said, "Of course I want to live. I can live as much as I can."

However, he lowered his head and took a sip, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't vomit. For a long time, this was polite and polite: "Thank you."

Wei Wuxian turned his head and said: "Did you see it? Did you see it? What did people say? You are so arrogant and have complained about eating my porridge."

Jin Ling said: "Is that what you cooked? Apart from adding a bunch of strange things to the pot at the end, what else did you do?"

Hyosung Dust said, "But I just thought about it. If you want me to eat this every day, I choose to die."

Jin Ling laughed loudly relentlessly, and even Lan Sichai couldn't hold himself back. Wei Wuxian looked at them speechlessly, Lan Si chased quickly. At this moment, Lan Jingyi said, "Okay, we're all done. We won!"

Hyosung Chen hurriedly put down the bowl and said, "Don't open the door. Beware, I'll probably come again ..."

Wei Wuxian said, "Don't put down the bowl, take it up and drink it." Then he approached the wooden door and looked out through the crack. After an inhuman killing, the streets were filled with thin white mist and purple dust. The corpse venom powder was gradually dissipating, and the group of paper people walked slowly and patrolled on the street. When the corpses were full, when they could move, they stepped on them fiercely until they completely rotted into a pool of meat.

Besides, there is silence. No new corpse has arrived yet.

As Wei Wuxian was about to relax, there was a very light and light movement from the top of his head.

The voice is too hard to detect, it seems that someone is walking on the tiles quickly, but this person's body is very light and strange, the foot sound is close to nothing. Wei Wuxian's five senses are sensitive, so he can capture the slight collision between the tiles. This movement can't hide from the blind man Xiaoxing Chen, he reminded: "Up!"

Wei Wuxian yelled, "Spread!"

As soon as the voice fell, a large hole was broken in the roof above the hall, and shattered tiles, dust, and blades of grass fell like rain. Fortunately, many teenagers already spread around quickly, so no one was injured. A black figure fell from a breach above the roof.

This man is in a black robe, tall and tall, with a straight waist, standing like a pine. With dust on his back, holding a long sword, his face was Qingjun, his head slightly raised, a very lonely description.

However, there is no Hitomi in his eyes, and he is dead white.

A corpse!

As soon as everyone knew about this, he stabbed him with a sword.

He stabbed Jin Ling, who was closest to him, and Jin Lingge sword resisted, but he felt that the strength of the sword was so great that his arm became numb. Had it not been for his sabre "Shuahua" with extraordinary spiritual power, I would have feared that the sword had already died. The black-clad corpse failed to make a sword, and it was a sword. It was as continuous as flowing clouds, fierce and as deep as the sea, and this time it straightly cut Jin Ling's arm. In a hurry, Hyosung Chen put out a sword to block Jin Ling's blow, possibly because the corpse poison surged, and finally fell down. Lan Jingyi said in horror: "Is he dead or alive ?! I have never seen anything like this ..."

A corpse with such agility and sword skill!

He didn't finish the second sentence because he remembered it immediately, he had seen it.

So is General Ghost!

Wei Wuxian stared at the Taoist man, his thoughts turned sharply, and he took out the bamboo flute around his waist, and when he came up, it was a harsh, long note that made everyone else cover his ears. The Taoist heard the sound of flute, his body shook, his sword-shaking hands couldn't stop shaking, and finally a sword stabbed!

Uncontrollable. This corpse has a master!

Wei Wuxian avoided this instantaneous sword. In the wrong body, he calmly blew another tone. Xu Zhi, the paper men patrolling outside also jumped to the roof and jumped down from the big hole. The corpse of the man noticed something different, and swiped back with two swords in his right hand, splitting the two paper men into four halves from head to bottom. The left hand was pulled out of dust, and ten thousand soft white wires seemed to be turned into steel whip poison stings. A fling would be a headshot and a broken limb. If you accidentally sweep people, you may be tied into a blood sieve. Wei Wuxian took time out of his busy schedule: "Don't come over, stay in the corner!" After speaking, he continued to urge, and the flute sound sometimes escaped frivolousness, sometimes exaggerated. Although the man used both hands and was extremely fierce, there was a steady stream of paper men falling from above and attacking around him. He hit here and there, killing the front and behind, unable to catch. Suddenly, a warrior fell from the sky, hit him, stepped on his shoulder, and pressed him to the ground.

Then, three more female warriors leaped from the hole above their heads and smashed them one after another.

It is said that the power of Yinshishi is endless. When the craftsmen pierce them, they will add something to add weight to them. After the upper body of the called lone ghost and wild ghost is up, it ’s even more serious. Smashing the next one is like Mount Tai. I smashed four in one breath, and I didn't spit out my guts. The corpse in a robe was pressed so tightly by four Yinshi that he couldn't move.

Wei Wuxian walked over and found that there was a damaged piece of clothing on his back. He looked at the damage and saw a wound near his left scapula, thin and narrow, and said, "Turn over."

The four Yinli turned the man over and turned his face to the sky for his inspection. Wei Wuxian stretched out his wounded fingers and wiped them on their lips, expressing his reward. The warriors held out bright red paper tongues, licking slowly and cherishedly the blood on their lips, seeming to eat with interest. Wei Wuxian lowered his head and continued his inspection. The Taoist had the same damage to his left chest near the heart and the same narrow wound. It was like being killed by a sword.

The corpse has been struggling hard, with a low growl in his throat and dark blood flowing from the corners of his mouth. Wei Wuxian grabbed his cheek and forced him to open his mouth. Looking inside, his tongue was even uprooted.

Blind, pull your tongue. Blind, pull out the tongue.

Why do these two features appear so frequently?

Wei Wuxian watched for a while, and felt that the appearance of the corpse was similar to that of Wen Ning when he was controlled by the black spikes at that time. When his heart moved, he reached out and groped near his temple. It really made him touch two small metal dots!

This black nail is used to control high-ranking corpses, which makes them lose their consciousness and their ability to think autonomously. Wei Wuxian didn't understand the identity of the corpse and who he was, so he couldn't rush it out, and felt that it was necessary to interrogate it. But now that the tongue has been pulled out, the corpse is speechless even if it is awake. He asked the juniors of the Lan family: "Who has cultivated asking for spirits among you?"

Lan Si pursued his hand and said, "I. I fixed it."

Wei Wuxian said, "Did you bring a piano?"

Lan Si chased: "Bring it." He immediately took out a simple-style, shiny wooden piano from the Qiankun bag. Wei Wuxian looked at this piano, and said, "How well do you practice your piano? Have you ever fought it? Will the spirit you lie in?"

Lan Jingyi interjected, "Si Qin's piano language, including Guang Jun, said it was okay."

Lan Wangji said "OK", then it must be OK, not exaggerating or demeaning, Wei Wuxian was relieved. Lan Si chased: "Han Guangjun said, let me refine and not do much. The invited spirit can choose not to answer, but it must not be able to lie. So as long as it is willing to answer, then it must be true."

Wei Wuxian said, "Let's get started."

Guqin ran across the Taoist's head. Lan Si chased the ground, spreading his hem neatly, tried two notes, and nodded. Wei Wuxian said, "The first question, ask who he is."

Lan Si thought for a while and meditated on the secret, so he dared to pop up a sentence.

Sometimes, the strings trembled, and two sounds popped like gold stones.

Lan Sizhuang opened her eyes wide. Lan Jingyi urged: "What did he say?"

Lan Si chased: "Song Lan!"

... Hyosung Chen, who knows Daoist friends, Song Lan? !!

Everyone looks at Hyosung Dust who is comatose. Lan Sichai whispered: "I don't know if he knows, here comes Song Lan ..."

Jin Ling also lowered his voice: "mostly I don't know. He is a blind man, Song Lan is a dumb man, and he has become a corpse with no sense at all ... I don't know what is best."

Wei Wuxian said, "The second question, ask him, who killed him."

Lan Sizhuan popped out seriously.

This time, it is three times as quiet.

While they all thought that Song Lan's soul was unwilling to answer this question, the strings trembled and pained three times.

Lan Si chases out: "Impossible!"

Wei Wuxian said, "What did he say?"

Lan Sizhuan said unbelievably: "He said ... Hyosung Dust."

Song Lan killer is Xiaoxing Dust? !!

They only asked two questions in total, and I knew that the answer to one question was more shocking than the other. Jin Ling suspected: "You played wrong!"

Lan Si chased: "However, these two questions, 'Who is killed', are the simplest and most frequently asked questions in Asking the Spirit. I started to practice "Ask the Spirit", and the first and second sentences I learned were the same. The number of exercises was no less than ten million times. I have also repeatedly confirmed that there was absolutely nothing wrong.

Jin Ling said: "Either your" Ask the Spirit "was played incorrectly, or your piano phrase was misinterpreted."

Lan Si chased his head and said, "If it is impossible to make mistakes, it is even more impossible to solve them. The three words and names of" Xiaoxing Chen "are not common in Lai Ling's answer. If he answers Is a different name, and I misunderstood it.

Lan Jingyi murmured: "... Song Lan went to find the missing Hyosung Chen, but Hyosung Chen killed him ... why did he kill his good friend? He is not like this person?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Don't worry about this, think about it, and ask the third question: who is in charge."

Lan Sichai looked condensed, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out, and a third sentence popped up. Many eyes were staring closely at the strings, waiting for Song Lan's answer.

Only listen to Lan Sizhui's word and word: "Er, etc., body, back, after, person."

The crowd turned back abruptly. I saw Hyosung Chen already, who had fainted on the ground, sat up, supported one cheek with one hand, smiled slightly at them, raised his left hand in black gloves, and hit his finger.

The crisp sound came to Song Lan's ears on the ground, as if it was suddenly exploding in his ear. Song Lan suddenly took off his four Yinshi who firmly held him!

He jumped up, and once again his sword and dust came out, using both his left and right hands, and twisted the four Yinlix bands into twisted pieces. The long sword pressed against Wei Wuxian's neck, and Fuchen threatened those Aristocratic Family children.

This square-footed place in the shop is suddenly changing.

Jin Ling put his hand on the sword, Wei Wuxian glanced at it, and said busyly: "Don't move, don't add chaos. Compared to swordsmanship, the people here don't add up to this ... Song Lan's opponent."

His body is weak, and his sword is not around. Besides, there is another Hyosung Dust who is unknown to He Juxin and is an enemy or friend.

Hyosung Dust said: "Adults talk to adults, children go out."

He made a gesture to Song Lan, and Song Lan silently obeyed the order to drive these Aristocratic Family children out. Wei Wuxian said to the young people: "Go out first. You can't help here. The dead corpse powder should all be sinking. Don't run around to stir up the dust and slow down breathing."

Jin Ling heard "I can't help here", but was not convinced and annoyed. He was unwilling to catch it, but he knew that there was really nothing he could do. Lan Si chased before going out, but stopped talking. Wei Wuxian said, "Si Chai, you are the most sensible, take them. Can you do it well?"

Lan Sichai nodded. Wei Wuxian also said, "Don't be afraid."

Lan Si chased: "Don't be afraid."

"Really?"

"Really." Lan Sizhui smiled: "Senior you really look like Han Guangjun."

Wei Wuxian curiously said, "Like? Where do we look?" They are clearly two different people. Lan Sichai laughed without answering and took the rest out.

He said silently: "I don't know, but it just feels alike. It seems that as long as any one of these two seniors is present, you don't have to worry about fearing anything."

Hyosung Chen did not know where to find a red little Danmaru to eat, and said, "It's really touching."

After he had eaten, the purple-red air on his face quickly to vanish, Wei Wuxian said, "The antidote for the corpse poison powder?"

Hyosung Chen said: "Yes. It's more effective than your terrible bowl of porridge, right? And it's sweet."

Wei Wuxian said: "Your drama is really enough. From the outside where the heroic corpse was bravely killed and exhausted, and then later blocked the sword for Jin Ling and lost consciousness, was played for us? "

Hyosung Chen raised a finger, shook it in front of him, and said, "It's not for you, but for you." See you soon. "

Wei Wuxian didn't respond to this, and remained calm, Hyosung Chen continued: "I guess, you haven't told anyone who you are, right? So I didn't tear you apart and let them go out, we Close the door and talk privately. How is it, isn't it intimate? "

Wei Wuxian said, "Yicheng's corpses are driven by you?"

Hyosung Dust said: "Of course. As soon as you came in and played the flute, I thought you were a little weird. So I chose to go out and test it myself. Sure enough, I clicked on this low-level The technique can also exert such a powerful power, it may only be the founder. "

The way they cultivate is a way, all evil ways and crooked ways, they can't hide from their colleagues. Wei Wuxian said, "So you took this bunch of children as hostages, what did you want me to do?"

Hyosung Chen smiled and said, "I want your predecessor to do you a favor. A little help."

His mother's brother-in-law called him a senior. This generation is too messy. Wei Wuxian was right in his heart, and I saw Xiaoxing Chen took out a locker pouch and put it on the table, saying: "Please."

Wei Wuxian put his hand on the face of the locker pouch, and took the vein for a while, and said, "What kind of human soul? If it breaks into this, the paste won't stick, only one breath is left. It's over. "

Hyosung Dust said: "If the soul of this person can stick so easily, what can I ask for your help?"

Wei Wuxian retracted his hand and said, "You want me to repair this soul? IMHO, there are too few souls in it. And this life should have been tortured and extremely painful. It is likely that he committed suicide, and does not want to return to this world. If a soul does not seek to save, then 90% cannot be saved. I am not mistaken, this soul is forcibly spliced ​​together. Once You can leave anytime you leave the locker sac. You must know these. "

Hyosung Dust said: "I don't know. I don't care. You do n’t have to help if you are busy. Do n’t forget the seniors. The group of children you brought are looking at you outside the door, waiting for you to take them Get out of danger. "

The tone of his speech is very strange, sounds intimate and sweet, but there is a sense of fierceness. It seems as if the older brother and your younger brother had a bite from each other at the last moment, and the next moment you can turn your face to killer. Wei Wuxian said with a smile: "Your Excellency is not as good as seeing it. Xue Yang, you are a hooligan, why do you pretend to be a Taoist?"

Pausing for a while, "Hyosung Dust" raised his hand and took off the bandage on his eyes.

The bandages dropped down, revealing a pair of bright, starry eyes.

Good eyes.

This is a young and flattering face, it can be said to be handsome, but the pair of tiger teeth revealed when smiling, is almost childish, and hides the brutality and wild spirit under his eyes invisibly. .

Xue Yang threw the bandage aside and said, "Oh, you found it."

Wei Wuxian said, "Intentionally pretending to be scared of pain, making people feel conscience and embarrassed to pick up your bandages; deliberately exposed Shuanghua; intentionally said that he is a Yunyou Taoist. Not only will he use a bitter plan, I will also take advantage of human sympathy and act in a clean and easy way. If you do n’t know too much, you should n’t know too much. I really believe that you are Hyosung Dust. >

Moreover, in "Ask the Spirit", Song Lan's last two questions answered, one was "Hyosung Dust" and the other was "Everyone Behind".

If "the person behind you" is also Hyosung Chen, there is no reason for Song Lan to change his expression.

Unless, "Hyosung Dust" and "The People Behind You" are not the same person at all. Song Lan wanted to remind them that this person was very dangerous, but he answered Xue Yang directly, fearing that they would not recognize Xue Yang, so he had to.

Xue Yang said with a smile: "Who makes him good, but my reputation is bad? Of course, it is easier to gain the trust of others by pretending to be him."

Wei Wuxian said: "Superb acting."

Xue Yang said: "Where and where. I have a well-known friend, that is called superb acting. I am ashamed. Well, nonsense, senior Wei, you have to help me."

Wei Wuxian said, "You made the black spikes that control Song Lan and Wen Ning, did you? You can restore half of the Yinhu Rune, repair a soul, and why should I help."

Xue Yang said: "It's different. You are a pioneer. If you don't make the first half of the Yinhufu first, I can't make the latter half myself. Of course you are better than me. So I can't do it. , You can definitely do it. "

I do n’t understand why people who do n’t know have an inexplicable confidence in his place. Wei Wuxian touched his chin and wondered whether it was time for him to tout each other and said, "You are humble."

Xue Yang said: "This is not modest, it is a fact. I never like to talk about it. If I say to kill a whole family, then it must be the whole family, not even a dog."

Wei Wuxian said: "Like Changyang?"

Xue Yang hadn't answered yet. The door was suddenly smashed open, and a black figure flew in.

Wei Wuxian and Xue Yang both went to retreats at the same time and left the square table. Xue Yang's eyes quickly grabbed the lockbox. Song Lan held a hand on the table, gently lifted it, fell in the air, fell on the table, relieved his strength, and then suddenly looked up, looking at the door, and black bloodshot climbed up to his cheek.

Wen Ning dragged an iron chain, blasted by a mist of white mist and black wind, and entered the door heavily.

While just playing the first flute, Wei Wuxian issued a command to call Wenning on already. He told Wen Ning: "Go out and fight, don't break it. Look at living people, don't let other corpses approach."

Wen Ning raised her right hand and threw a chain over it. Song Lan lifted the dust to meet him, the two objects struck each other and tangled together. Wen Ning dragged the chain to retreats, and Song Lan did not let go, so he was dragged out of the door. The children of Aristocratic Family have hid in another shop by the side, and stretched their necks to watch the eyes intently. Dust, iron cables, long swords, jingle, sparks. I just felt that the fighting between these two corpses was very fierce, and they were fierce and hot, and only the corpses could fight so rudely. If two living people fought this way, they would have lacked their arms, legs, and brain. It's up!

Xue Yang said: "Guess who will win?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Need to guess? It must be Wen Ning win."

Xue Yang said: "Unfortunately I have nailed him so many thorn skull nails, he still refuses to obey. Some things are too confusing and also cause headaches."

Wei Wuxian said, "Wen Ning is not something."

Xue Yang laughed and said, "Did you not find this statement ambiguous?" When he said the word "yes", he suddenly drew his sword. Wei Wuxian ducked and hid, and said, "Do you often attack like this halfway?"

Xue Yang said in surprise: "Of course. I'm a hooligan? You didn't know that. I didn't mean to kill you, just to keep you from moving. Come back with me and slowly help me repair this soul . "

Wei Wuxian said, "Everyone said I could do nothing."

Xue Yang said: "Don't refuse so eagerly. You have no clue alone. We two can talk about it." This time he didn't finish speaking, he was a sword again. Wei Wuxian avoided and avoided in the paper fragments of the ground, and said, "This little hooligan really does a good job." Seeing Xue Yang's sword is getting faster and faster, the stabbing area is becoming more and more fierce. Live: "Are you bullying me with low physical energy?"

Xue Yang said: "Yes!"

Wei Wuxian finally met someone who was shameless than him, and smiled back, saying, "I would rather offend a hero than offend a hooligan. It ’s you. If you do n’t fight with you, change someone else." "

Xue Yang said with a smile: "Who is it for? Is that Han Guangjun? I asked more than 300 corpses to scramble him, he ..."

The voice didn't fall, a white coat fell from the sky, avoiding the dusty cold blue light, hitting him face to face.