The Founder of Diabolism Chapter 28: The seventh brightest

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Comparatively check and verify that the legs of the male corpse in the wall are the same as the skin color of the left limb, and if they are placed close together, they will have a strong reaction with each other, as if they want to be together However, how could the middle part of the body be worse. But it has been basically confirmed that they belong to the same person.

This person may be a famous fairy, or a mountain hermit. Except that he is a tall man with long limbs, a strong physique, and a very good cultivation man, the rest is unknown.

The next direction the left hand directed was southwest. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji followed the guidance of that hand and came all the way to Liyang, and finally forefinger folded again.

There must be other corpse stumps nearby.

When he didn't poke his identity before, Wei Wuxian did a lot of shameful disguise. At this moment, he is frank and his face is always thick, but he is still fine. He didn't mention it, and Lan Wangji wouldn't mention it either. He still didn't tell each other like he did the previous day.

Into the city, among the bustling pedestrians, Lan Wangji asked, "What about the evil curse."

Wei Wuxian said: "Jin Ling was buried too close to his good brother at the time, with a lot of resentment, and the color was soaked too much. It faded a bit, and it hasn't completely disappeared. It might be to find the whole body, or at least Only by finding the head can I try to eliminate as many things as possible.

"Good brother" is this man who was divided by five horses. Because he didn't know who he was or what his name was, Wei Wuxian proposed to use "good brother" instead. After Lan Wangji heard it, he remained silent for a while, tacitly approving the title. Of course, he himself never used the word.

Lan Wangji: "How much is a point."

Wei Wuxian: "One point is one point. How to say, do you want to show it off to you."

Lan Wangji frowned slightly, it seemed that he really worried that he was **** on the street, and said, "Go back and take off again."

Wei Wuxian smiled, and immediately turned straight: "Han Guangjun, do you think, put the hand of a good brother in Mojiazhuang, let it attack Lan Si chasing them, and sew his legs to another Is a body buried in the wall, is it the same people? "

Although he used to call Lan Wangji's name in the bottom of his heart, he called his honor every day and shouted his habit. Moreover, this title was called out by him, with a kind of pretentious comic. When he was outside, he continued to call it half-truth.

Lan Wangji said: "Two batches."

Wei Wuxian said: "That sees the same thing. It costs Fei Zhouzhang to sew his leg to another corpse and hide it in the wall. Mingbai is reluctant to let his limbs be found. In this case, he won't He deliberately threw his left hand to attack Gusu Lan's people, which would definitely attract attention and follow-up. One tried his best to hide, and one who recklessly shot for fear of not being discovered, should not be the same person. "

All the words were spoken by him. Lan Wangji didn't seem to have much to say, but he still said "um".

Wei Wuxian walked and said, "People who hide their legs know that the Nie family in Qinghe has a tradition of building sacrifice swords; while those who throw their left hands know the movements of Gusu Lan's family well, I'm afraid it's not easy to come. There are more and more things to be figured out. "

Lan Wangji said: "Step by step."

Wei Wuxian said, "How do you recognize me?"

Lan Wangji said, "I want to."

They asked me a question and I answered it for a while. Wei Wuxian wanted to take this opportunity to unexpectedly seduce Lan to forget the answer to the last question. The result was still a failure. For the time being, let ’s fight again and change the topic "I haven't been to Liyang before. I asked about it before. I'm lazy this time. Go and inquire."

Lan Wangji turned and walked away, Wei Wuxian said, "Live and live. Han Guangjun, dare to ask you where to go?"

Lan Wangji turned back and said, "Go to Xianmen Aristocratic Family in this town."

Wei Wuxian stunned his sword spike and pulled him back: "Find what they are doing. This is their territory, and they will not tell you even if they know it. Such things are either disgraceful, or I do n’t want outsiders to intervene. Honorable Han Guangjun, it ’s not Wei who discredited you and came out to do things. You ca n’t do it without me. If you ask this, it ’s weird.

This is a bit of a mouthful, but Lan Wangji ’s gaze is soft, saying: "Huh."

Wei Wuxian laughed: "Well, ah, this is also ah." But the belly was so happy: "I can only say 'um', it is still stuffy!"

Lan Wangji said, "How can I find out."

Wei Wuxian pointed to one side: "Of course I went there."

He was referring to a long, wide street. High and low on the sides of the street are covered with swaggering plaques, wrapped in bright red towels, dazzling. The facades of each store were wide open, and the round, dark jars were placed from the inside to the outside of the store, and there were folks holding a tray of small wine bowls and clapping at the pedestrians to recommend themselves.

The scent of strong spirits drifted all over the street. It's no wonder that Wei Wuxian only walked more and more slowly. When he reached the street, he couldn't walk at all.

Wei Wuxian said earnestly: "The folks in this kind of place are generally young and smart, diligent in their hands and feet, and have a large number of daily visitors, many people, and any strange things circulating nearby, they must not escape their eyes.

Lan Wangji has no objection, but his face is full of "You just want to drink a bar."

Wei Wuxian just dragged his sword spike and stepped into the restaurant street with golden eyes. Immediately, there were five or six friends from different restaurants, and their enthusiasm was higher than one: "Do you want to taste it? Local famous Hejiaju!"

"Young Master tastes this, only tastes no money, and when you are happy, come and visit the shop."

"This wine doesn't smell so strong, it's enough to run down!"

"You can stand with me and your last name after drinking !!!"

Wei Wuxian said, "Okay!" He took the wine bowl that the short, bright-spoken man was holding, and drank his head. He drank with a smile, and said: " With my last name? "

Buddy holds his head up: "I'm talking about drinking!"

Wei Wuxian said, "Then give me-three altars."

The guy was overjoyed and rushed back to the store. Wei Wuxian said to Lan Wangji: "Well, do business first, then talk about other things. Once the business is done, the mouth will be opened."

Lan Wangji paid for the bill.

The two enter the store, which has wooden tables and chairs for wine drinkers to relax. The other guy inside looked at Lan Wangji's clothes and was astonished. He didn't dare to neglect, and wiped the tables and chairs for a while before dare to point his seat. There were two altars at Wei Wuxian's feet, an altar in his hand, and two words of enthusiasm with the guy, they got to the topic, or asked something different here. That guy is also very talkative, rubbing his hands and asking, "What kind of weird thing?"

"Ghost house, desert grave, corpse, and so on."

Dude's eyes twitched, "Oh ... what are you doing? You follow him."

Wei Wuxian said, "Don't you guess already?"

My buddy said, "That's right. Guess, the two people are definitely the kind of Aristocratic Family who flew around in the clouds and driving in the fog. Especially the one next to you, I've never seen anything like this ... So ... "

Wei Wuxian laughed: "Such a Peugeot."

Man hahaha said: "What you said, this Young Master is unwilling. The strange thing is, yes. But not now, it was ten years ago. You go this way, out of the city, Walk another two or three miles and see a very beautiful house, a regular house, that's the one. "

"What happened to that house."

"Where is the massacre!" the man said, "You asked, of course I was picking up the strange ones. The whole family is dead. I heard that they were scared to death!"

After hearing the words, Lan Wangji thought about it, and seemed to remember something. Wei Wuxian had no time to notice that he could scare the family members to death. This is a very cruel and terrible spirit. Not every family has the same distress as Qinghe Nie ’s. The general Xiuxian Aristocratic Family will not tolerate this kind of things appearing in his own realm. He said, "Which Xiuxian Aristocratic Family is in town?"

"Yes."

"How did they respond?"

"Response?" The man put the rag on his shoulders and sat down. "Do you know this Young Master, Xiuxian Aristocratic Family who was stationed in Liyang before? What's the surname? Just the last name. The dead one is Their family! Everyone is dead, who else will respond? "

The often-lost family is Xiuxian Aristocratic Family stationed here? !!

Although Wei Wuxian hasn't heard of Liyang Changshi, this must not be the Xianmenwang family, but the destruction of a mysterious family is definitely a trivial and appalling event. He then asked: "How was Chang's family destroyed?"

Buddy: "I heard about it too. That Chang family, one night, there suddenly came a sound of tapping at their door."

Wei Wuxian: "Slap the door?"

"Yes! The door slammed loudly. It was crying and crying, as if everyone was locked in there. Can't it be weird? The latch was latched from the inside, you The people inside need to go out and just open it. What can you do to shoot the door? There is nothing you can do to shoot people outside the door. Besides, you ca n’t go over the wall if you ca n’t get out?

"People outside are guilty in their hearts. Everyone knows that Chang's family is a great local family, who cultivates immortals. Their owner, Chang Ping, seems like there is a sword that can fly, let him stand on it. If something really happens inside, even his family can't be leveled, other ordinary people will go up together, isn't this looking for death. So no one will take a ladder or look over the wall.

"After one night like this, the snoring sound was getting smaller and smaller. The next day, when the sun came out, the door of Chang's house opened by itself.

"The entire house, a dozen masters of men and women, more than fifty domestic servants, sitting, lying on the floor, spitting guts, were all scared to death.

The owner of the wine shop cursed back, "You are going to die! Do n’t talk about the old things."

Wei Wuxian said, "Come at the five altars again." Lan Wangji paid ten altars, and the boss turned around with a smile, telling his buddy, "Let's accompany the guests, don't run around!"

Wei Wuxian said, "You go on."

My buddies have no worries, and they are doing everything they can, saying, "Since then, for a long time, if pedestrians walk near the house at night, they can hear the clatter from the night.

"You think they're such monsters driving monsters and cultivating immortals and fighting monsters, so many ghosts and monsters have seen them all, even they can all be scared to death. That's a lot of scary things. There are so many night walks, always I met a ghost! Even after being buried, I still heard popping coffins in the cemetery! Only the owner of their house, Chang Ping, did not return when he went out, and escaped. "

Wei Wuxian listened carefully to each sentence, remembered each sentence clearly, and said immediately: "Live. Don't you say,‘ the family is all dead ’?”