The Founder of Diabolism: 67 | Yourou 14th

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The wife also said, "I just hope that he knows that there is an injustice and a debtor. If he wants revenge, he will go to those who are immortal. But don't harm ordinary people like us."

Her husband said: "Who can tell the truth about this? When he killed more than 3,000 people in Qishan in one go, I was still very young, but I still remember that it was not just those immortals who practiced mystery. Even ordinary people are afraid of him. He is a bloodthirsty madman who is not recognized by six relatives.

Wei Wuxian's smile gradually narrowed.

At first, when he listened to the little couple chatting casually, he was still intrigued, but suddenly, his head seemed to become more than a thousand pounds, and he could n’t lift it up. The look on his face at the moment. What the couple said next, he couldn't hear a word.

At this moment, there was a terrible growl outside the farmhouse. A family of three in the courtyard was eating and laughing while eating and laughing, and the bowl was dropped by a sudden inhuman roar, and the child cried. The young man picked up a **** and said, "Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid!"

Not only were they scared, even Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian moved slightly. Lan Wangji intends to get up. Wei Wuxian moved in his heart, grabbing the clothes on his chest, and said, "Don't move."

Lan Wangji opened his eyes slightly. The roaring sound was a terrible evil, and if the owner of the farmer had to deal with it alone, he would have to be killed by Huang Quan. Wei Wuxian said again, "Don't move."

There was a scream in the yard, and a louder non-human roar, very close, very close, that thing already entered the door, Lan Wangji could not lie down, avoiding dust out of the sheath like electricity, but listening The three of the farmhouse had fled the door, exclaimed and fled. The haystack was chopped up by dust avoidance. In the sky of straw dancing, a dark-colored thing stood in the yard, and his shawl was still fangs grinning, and some messy horns appeared on his body, which looked both scary and funny. Lan Wangji has never seen such a monster before, and for a moment, Wei Wuxian already opened his mouth and said, "Wenning, you haven't opened your voice for many years, you are really more scary."

The voice of that dark monster uttered a voice, but said helplessly: "Young Master ... I am a corpse after all. The corpse screamed ... all look like this."

Wei Wuxian patted him on the shoulder, and said, "The majestic."

Wen Ning glanced at Lan Wangji, and it was probably that those who remembered Gu Su Lan's were extremely disliked by the disheveled ones, and frizzled their hair. Wei Wuxian watched him insert a bunch of branches on his head, with a look of horror, and pulled out a line: "Why did you suddenly jump out? You still got this look, you were robbed? The face is What did you wipe? "

Wen Ning said: "The dust and mud on the ground are smeared on my face ... I don't see you for a long time after you enter ..."

Wei Wuxian said, "You have been following us?"

Wen Ningdao nodded, Wei Wuxian understood. Wen Ning didn't dare to see anyone other than him, so they secretly followed after they got out of Yunshen. After watching them enter the farmhouse for a long time, they went to listen to the roots of the wall and heard the little couple discussing him. Embarrassed, so I wanted to scare them away so that he and Lan Wangji would come out. I probably felt that my original appearance was not deterrent, so I put a lot of mess on my face.

Wei Wuxian was almost killed by his laughter. Wen Ning wiped the mud with shame on his face. Who knew that Wei Wuxian suddenly found his hands stained with blood, and said, "What's going on?"

Wen Ning said: "Oh, it's okay ..."

Lan Wangji said: "Bloody."

Wi Wuxian noticed that there was indeed a **** smell on Wen Ning, and he felt a little stunned in his heart. Wen Ning quickly waved his hands and said, "It's not bloody! No, it's bloody, but it's not blood of a living person."

Wei Wuxian said: "Not a living person? Have you ever fought anything?"

Wen Ning took them on a certain road and came to a wild forest. There were 20 or 30 fresh mounds in the forest, and there was a half-pit dug on the side. There was a pile of corpses beside the pit. The reason is Heap, not guts, because these corpses are all already scattered. Wei Wuxian stepped forward to observe that some of the limbs of the arm were still open and closed with five fingers, and some of the skull teeth were still opened and closed, making a squeaking noise, and the already corpse changed.

Wei Wuxian said, "You're fretting."

Wen Ning said: "If they don't fight so shattered, they have to bite people and can't stop them at all. Such corpses are all along the way ..."

Wei Wuxian said, "Along the way? Did you solve these things in front of us all the way?"

Wenningna nodded. His ability to identify similar people is better than living people, and the scope is wider than living people. If so, it is no wonder that they have been calm all the way along. Wei Wuxian is still surprised. Is n’t it that a large number of corpses are now gathered in the tombs of Yiyi? Did not meet half, it turned out that Wen Ning was the first to clear the obstacle. Wei Wuxian said, "When did you follow us?"

Lan Wangji said: "Jinlintai."

Wei Wuxian looked at Wen Ning, and Lan Wangji said, "The monks intercepted the slaughter that day, and he helped."

Wei Wuxian sighed: "I didn't ask you to find a place to hide, don't worry about anything first."

Wen Ning smiled bitterly: "But Young Master ... Where can I hide?"

He used to have a place to go back and other people to follow, but now in this world, except Wei Wuxian, everyone is strange to him.

For a moment of silence, Wei Wuxian stood up and patted the dust on the hem of his jacket, saying: "Buried."

Wen Ning nodded quickly and continued to dig the half-pit. Lan Wangji pulled out the dust. As soon as Sword Qi came out, the earth was flying, and a crack was split on the ground. Wei Wuxian said, "Han Guangjun, will you also dig a grave?"

As soon as Lan Wangji turned his head, when he was about to speak, he saw Wen Ning standing behind him, struggling to hold the corners of his mouth and squeezing a smile, and said, "... Lan Young Master, do you want to help? I dig here Alright. "

Lan Wangji looked behind him. There were rows of black pits, and the piles were tall and neat. Wen Ning maintained a "smile" and added: "I often do such things. I have experience. Quick."

As to who made him "do this kind of thing often", it goes without saying.

A moment of silence, Lan Wangji said, "No need. You help ..."

Unfinished, he suddenly noticed that Wei Wuxian hadn't moved at all and kept squatting on the sidelines. He just took a hand when he left the farmhouse and now seems to be thinking about how to cut it. Seeing the eyes of Lan Wangji's inspection, he said: "Han Guangjun, don't look at me like this, am I not in my hand and have low spiritual power? There is a specialization in the surgery industry, which is true. Digging the grave He is the fastest. Let's discuss how to eat this melon. Dug the grave and dig the grave for the time being, it should not be used anymore, do you have any extra knives, swords, etc.?

Wen Ning shook her head: "Sorry, I didn't bring it."

Wei Wuxian said: "Han Guangjun, that, is it with you?"

Lan Wangji: "..."

In the end, he still pulled out casually from Qian Kun's sleeve. Wei Wuxian copied the melon in one hand, took the sword in the other, pulled a sword flower, and cut the small watermelon into eight petals. After squatting, he squatted on the ground while eating the melon while watching them diligently digging the grave.

Wenning over there digged a row of pits of the same size within a fragrant incense. While putting the corpses broken up by him, he said, "You are very sorry, your corpses are already points. It ’s not clear who is who, if there is something wrong, do n’t expect to see anything ... ”

After eating this melon and burying the remaining corpses, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji continued to set off.

A few days later, the two arrived in Yiling.

The mass grave post is less than ten miles in front of this town. Although I don't know what is waiting for them, Wei Wuxian can foretell that it is definitely not a good thing.

However, Lan Wangji was right next to him, walking calmly and looking indifferently. Wei Wuxian didn't have a sense of crisis at first. Looking at such a person, he couldn't get nervous anyway. Walking through the town of Yiling, full of local voices, refreshing and intimate, he obviously didn't buy anything, but he couldn't help but talk in local dialect with street vendors. Thinking of being content, I turned around and said, "Han Guangjun, you remember this town."

Lan Wangji nodded her head lightly and said, "Remember."

Wi Wuxian laughed: "I know you have a better memory than me. Just in this town, we have met once before. I just happened to meet you for a night hunt in Yiling. I said I would invite you to dinner. This Do you remember? "

Lan Wangji said, "Remember."

Wei Wuxian said, "But ashamed, in the end it's your bill, haha!"

He sat cross-legged on the donkey, and while walking, he seemed to casually say, "Speaking, Han Guangjun, do you have any plans to retreat?"

Lan Wangji paused for a moment, and seemed to think about it. Wei Wuxian hit the railroad while he was hot: "Have you thought of what to do after the retreat?"

Lan Wangji looked at him and said, "I haven't thought of it yet."

Wei Wuxian said, I didn't expect it to be just right! Let me help you figure it out. He wanted to find a sparsely populated place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and build a big house. By the way, he could help Lan Wangji build one next door, with two dishes and one soup a day. Of course, Lan Wangji is best to cook, otherwise he can only eat what he made. The account should also be handed over to the blue forget machine management. In front of his eyes, Lan Wangji was wearing rough clothes, with patches on his chest and knees, sitting faceless at a handmade wooden table and counting money one by one. After counting, he carried out his **** and went out to work. Just ... he just ... what is he doing?

Wei Wuxian seriously thought about what he should do. Some people said that the rice and oil were salted, weaving and cultivating the fields, and some people had planted the land, so only weaving was left. It is really awkward to think of Erlang sitting with his legs on the loom and shaking his legs. Let him carry a hoe, and it is more appropriate to call Lan Wang weaving. During the day, he fished and farmed, and at night he went out to hunt with his sword, cut monsters and remove demons, and after getting tired, he pretended that he had not retired at all, and it was the same when he re-entered the WTO. But sure enough, it is still a little ...

Lan Wangji suddenly said: "What is it?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Ah?"

He found out that he actually said the last sentence again, and immediately straightened out, "I said, Little Apple is a little friend."

Little Apple turned his head and spit hard. Wei Wuxian patted his donkey's head, pulled his two long ears, and laughed twice, but suddenly he couldn't smile.

Nothing else, just because he remembered it. At that time, he really took a child with him. If you live well to this day, there are also teens.

The mass grave post is located deep in the mountains of Yiling.

It is said that the mass grave post is a corpse mountain, and there are mountains and mountains. You can find a dead person by digging it with a shovel. It is true. The mass grave was originally an ancient battlefield. Later, for many years, people used to Throwing the unnamed body here caused the anger and resentment to persist for years, and eventually became a nightmare for everyone in Yiling area.

As if deeply grieved by the grievances, the trees and leaves on this hill are dark. From the foot of the mountain, a high wall was built. The wall was covered with dense mantras to prevent people or non-people from entering and leaving. This curse wall that surrounded the entire mass grave post was first built by the third generation of Qishan Wen's family. Because it was unable to purify the terrain like a row of grieving spirits, he had to step back and choose the method of containment and isolation. This wall was once overturned by Wei Wuxian once, and now this is a new wall rebuilt and reinforced by Lan Ling's Jin.

When they arrived, however, they found that the long section of the high wall was pushed down again.

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