The Founder of Diabolism Chapter 35: Eighth Plant 3

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He let go of his hand involuntarily. Before the oil lamp nearly fell to the ground, Wei Wuxian rescued it back, calmly picked it up on the burning fire charm in his other hand, and lit it. Put it on the table and said, "Are these all the old ones you pierced? Good craftsmanship."

The crowd noticed that the people standing in the room were not real people, but a large group of paper people.

The heads, faces, and bodies of these paper people are the same size as real people, and they are very delicate. There are men and women, and boys. The men are "yinlishi", tall and strong, angry and rushing to the crown. Women are all beautiful women with good looks, or paired with twins, or combed with clouds. Even if they are covered under wide paper clothes, you can see that they are beautiful, and the patterns on the clothes are even more exquisite than real clothes. Some are colored, rich in ink, bright red and green; others are uncolored, all white and white. Each paper man's cheeks are painted with two big blushes, which are the look of a living person's face, but their eyes don't seem to be able to be clicked. The eye sockets are white. The thicker and brighter the blush is, the more It's miserable.

There is also a table in the hall. There are several candles of different lengths on the table. Wei Wuxian raised one by one, and the yellow light illuminated most of the room. In addition to these paper people, there are two large wreaths on the left and right sides of the temple house. The paper gold ingots, money, and pagodas in the corners are piled into hills.

Jin Ling originally already pulled the sword out of the sheath three points. Seeing that it was only a shop selling funeral items, he was not easily aware of the sigh of relief and put the sword into the sheath. Even if any monk died in Xianmen Aristocratic Family, they never engage in these messy and spooky appearances of the folks. They rarely saw them. After being scared in the beginning, they were curious again. A goosebump was raised, but it felt more exciting than the night hunting demon monster.

The fog will never get into the room. After entering the righteous city, they can easily see each other's face at this moment and feel more at ease. Seeing them relaxed, Wei Wuxian asked the old lady, "Can I borrow the kitchen for use?"

The old lady seemed to dislike the fire, staring at the oil lamp almost fiercely, and said, "The kitchen is behind, use it by yourself." After that, she quietly exited the hall and hid in another room. went. The sound of her closing was so loud that several people shuddered. Jin Ling said: "This old demon must be weird! You ..." Wei Wuxian said: "Well, don't say it. I want someone to help, who will come with me?"

Lansi chased after him: "I'm coming."

Lan Jingyi still stood upright and said, "What should I do?"

Wei Wuxian said: "Keep standing, don't move if you are not allowed to move."

Lan Si followed Wei Wuxian and walked to the kitchen behind him. Once he entered, a foul mold rushed towards his face. Lan Sichai had not heard this terrible smell in his life, and he felt dizzy for a while, but couldn't stop rushing out. Jin Ling also followed, and jumped out as soon as he entered the door, desperately fanning: "What a ghost smell !!! You don't want a way to detoxify, what are you doing here!"

Wei Wuxian said: "Hey? You are here just right, how do you know that I want to call you over? Help together."

Jin Ling said: "I'm not here to help! Hell ... anyone killed someone here and forgot to bury it?!"

Wei Wuxian said, "Big Young Lady, can you come? Come in and help together, if you don't come, sit back and call another person."

Jin Ling said: "Who is the big Young Lady, please be careful when you speak!" He angered and lifted his clothes in again. Wei Wuxian opened a box beside him, and the stench came from inside. There was a pig's leg and a chicken stuffed in the box. The red meat was green, and the white maggots curled in the green. Jin Ling was forced back out again, Wei Wuxian closed the box, picked it up and handed him: "Throw it. Wherever you want to throw it, don't let us smell it."

Jin Ling's stomach was full of nausea and suspiciousness, and he threw it out, rubbed his handkerchief with his fingers, and threw his handkerchief. When returning to the kitchen, Wei Wuxian and Lan Sizhui even took two buckets of water from the backyard well and were cleaning the kitchen. Jin Ling said: "What are you doing?"

Lan Si said diligently and diligently: "As you see, wash the stove."

Jin Ling said: "What do the washstand do, but not to eat."

Wei Wuxian said: "Who said no? Just to eat. You come to sweep the sun dust and remove all the spider webs above."

He said so naturally, so naturally, somehow, Jin Ling was blocked by a sun dust and swept into his hand, and he started to do it in a dim way. The more I scan, the more I feel wrong, and I want to beat Wei Wuxian. At this time, Wei Wuxian opened another box, and this time there was no stink.

Three people move quickly, and the kitchen will soon be renewed. It's a bit popular, not like a haunted house that has been abandoned for many years. There are chopped firewood in the corner, pile them into the bottom of the stove, ignite with a fire charm, and put a cleaned pot on it and let it boil a pot of boiling water. Wei Wuxian opened the box, poured out a pile of glutinous rice from the inside, washed it out, and put it in the pot.

Jin Ling said: "Cooking porridge?"

Wei Wuxian: "Huh."

Jin Ling dropped the rag. Wei Wuxian said, "Look at you, you will get angry when you work hard. Look at people thinking about chasing, the hardest work, nothing has been said. What is wrong with porridge."

Jin Ling said: "I'm angry because the porridge is not good? The porridge is also not delicious, clear soup and little water."

Wei Wuxian said, "It's not for you anyway."

Jin Ling: "I have been working for so long without my share?!"

Lan Si chased: "Mo Young Master, isn't it that porridge can cure corpse poison?"

Wei Wuxian laughed: "Yes, but it's not porridge, but glutinous rice, a soil method that can cure corpse poison. Generally, glutinous rice is applied to the wound that was caught and bitten. In case you encounter this in the future In this case, you can try it, although it will hurt, but it will definitely work, and it will be effective immediately. However, instead of being caught and bitten, they have inhaled the corpse venom powder, so they can only cook and drink glutinous rice porridge.

Lan Sizhuan said suddenly, "No wonder you have to enter the house, but also someone's house. There may be a kitchen where someone lives, and there may be glutinous rice in the kitchen."

Jin Ling said: "Who knows how long this rice can still be eaten? And no one in this kitchen has used it for at least a year. It's all gray and the meat smells bad. Didn't that old lady eat anything this year? She It's impossible to break the valley, how can you survive? "

Wei Wuxian said: "Either this house has been unoccupied and she is not the owner at all. Or, she doesn't need to eat."

Lan Sichai whispered: "You don't need to eat, that's dead. But this old man clearly has breathing."

Wei Wuxian said, "Yes. I haven't asked yet, how did you come to Yicheng together? It's impossible to be so coincident, just happened to meet us again?"

The faces of the two teenagers immediately stared. Jin Ling said: "I, the people of the Lan family, and several other families, all chased something. I came from the Qinghe side." Lan Si chased: "We are from Langxie Chased. "

Wei Wuxian said, "What is it."

Jin Ling said: "I don't know. It hasn't been shown, and I don't know what it is, or who it is, or many people."

It turned out that Jin Ling had deceived him and released Wei Wuxian a few days ago, always worried that Jiang Cheng would hit him this time, so he decided to sneak away and disappeared for ten and a half days, waiting for Jiang Cheng to be angry After that, he reappeared in front of him, handed the purple electricity to Jiang Cheng's henchmen, and he left. He went all the way to a small town out of Qinghe, looking for the next night hunting place, and rested in a small town's inn. One night, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

He was memorizing the law at that time, and before he rested, he was alert when he knocked on the door. There was no figure outside the door, and I asked who it was, but I didn't answer. Ignoring it, after a while, someone knocked on the door again.

Jin Ling turned out of the window, made a circle, and turned upstairs. He had to be surprised when he was behind, to see who was making trouble in the middle of the night. Who knew that he kept quietly for a while, but still did not see anyone in front of his room door.

He stayed attentive and did not rest all night, but nothing happened that night. I just heard the sound of dripping water all the time. Early in the morning the next day, he was surprised by the screams in front of the door. Jin Ling stepped out of the door, stepped into a pool of blood, and something fell from above the door. Jin Ling hid behind, and was not hit.

A black cat!

Someone knows when the dead cat's body was nailed above his door. The sound of water dripping in the middle of the night is the blood of this cat dripping down.

Jin Ling said: "I changed several inns and several places. This is the case. I took the initiative to chase. When I heard somewhere the dead cat's body appeared inexplicably, I went after it. I must pick out who it is. Trickling. "

Lan Si chased: "So do we. Every night at night, a cat's body will appear in various unexpected places. Sometimes it is in the quilt, sometimes it is in the soup. Chasing Liyang, met with Jin Young Master When we got together, we found that we were investigating the same thing, and we acted together. Only today we chased this area, and asked a farmer in the village in front of a stone monument, and was pointed to the road to Yicheng.

Wei Wuxian said, "A farmer?"

The juniors should pass by the village of Shibeikou later than him and Lan Wangji, and they obviously didn't see any farmers at that time. There were only a few shy chicken farmers who were looking at the house and said that the man in the house cut Chai went. Is this just when these juniors passed by, the farmer came back to chopping firewood?

The more Wei Weixian thought, the more condensed his look.

Listen to the story, no matter whether the other person is human or non-human, do nothing except kill the cat. And killing cats and dumping corpses, although it sounded and looked terrifying, did not cause serious actual harm.

This kind of thing is most likely to cause people's curiosity and deep-seated questions *. Jin Ling and Lan Sichai waited for others, and they ran after the cat's body.

It's almost like being brought in.

Moreover, they met together in Liyang. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji also happened to travel south from Shuyang to the east.

It looks as if they are deliberately guiding them to gather with the two here.

Wei Wuxian carefully arranged the thread of thought.

If the purpose of the cat killer is to really bring these juniors to Yicheng, then he is likely to be the same person who put the left arm of his good brother in Mojiazhuang.

In the Mojiazhuang village, the juniors of the blue family retreated, and the blue forget machine brought back the corpse hands. Most of the casters will continue to pay attention to the movements and actions of the blue family. Whether or not he knows that there are remaining bodies of good brothers in the righteous city, if he has been monitoring, it should be known now.

Lead a bunch of ignorant juniors to a dangerous and unknown place and face a savage stump full of limbs-isn't this exactly the same routine as the Mojiazhuang incident?

If this speculation is true, then more than one gravedigger and one more cat-slayer will be tracking and monitoring his journey with Lan Wangji. Maybe there are more pairs of eyes that haven't been noticed yet, it's really creepy to think.

And this is not the most headache.

The cat killer may not have followed Yicheng. But Yin Hufu, 80% of whom can be sure, is in the righteous city.

And the gravedigger will not be the holder of the Yinhufu. The purpose of the grave digger is to hide the corpses so that the bodies of the good brothers will not be brought together. And if he holds a Yin Tiger Rune, he will not be afraid of a murderous corpse at first, and it will take a lot of time to dismantle and dismantle the good brothers, and try to suppress them separately.

That is to say, there are at least three groups of living people in this righteous city.

I hope Lan Wang can successfully capture the grave digger. In this case, at least one of the mysteries can be solved.

After the glutinous rice porridge is cooked, Wei Wuxian asks Jin Ling and Lan Si to chase them out and feed them to the poisoned teenagers who dare not move. After taking only one bite, Lan Jingyi sprayed: "What is this, □□?!"

Wei Wuxian said, "What □□, this is the antidote! glutinous rice porridge."

Lan Jingyi said: "No matter why glutinous rice is the antidote, I have never eaten such spicy glutinous rice porridge."

Others nodded, all in tears. Wei Wuxian touched his chin. He grew up in Yunmeng. Yunmeng can eat spicy food. Wei Wuxian's taste is even more important. If he cooks spicy food, Jiang Cheng will not be able to stand it. Degree. But he always thought, "Can you eat it if it's not spicy?" I can't help but add a spoonful of peppercorns to the pot. Just now I didn't control my hands and added some ingredients. Lan Si chased his curiosity, took a sip of Duanwan, flushed his face, pouted and resisted the spray, and said, "Although this taste is terrible ... but it seems a bit familiar."

Wei Wuxian said: "It's a medicine that is three points poisonous. It's spicy and sweaty, and it gets better faster."

The juveniles who are "scrambled" have expressed their disbelief, but they have finished drinking the porridge bitterly. For a moment, everyone was flushed and sweaty, all of them seemed to be suffering and die.

Wei Wuxian couldn't help but said, "As for you. Han Guangjun is also a Gusu, he is also very spicy, why are you so?"

Lan Si chased his head and said, "Han Guangjun has the lightest taste. He never eats spicy food."

Wei Wuxian hesitated for a while, and for a long while, said: "... is it."

After leaving the Jiang family in a previous life, he accidentally bumped into Lan Wangji, who was hunting near Yiling by night. At that time, many things had not yet happened. Although Wei Wuxian was widely criticized, he did not reach the point where everyone shouted. He was cheeky and wanted to eat with Lan Wangji, and Lan Wangji ordered all kinds of spicy dishes full of peppercorns, so he always thought that Lan Wangji had a taste similar to him.

Now think about it, he doesn't even remember that the dishes have forgotten to move the chopsticks. Even before dinner, he said that he could forget after the guests had eaten, or Lan Wangji paid the bill, and naturally such details would not be remembered.

Suddenly, Wei Wuxian was very, very eager to see Lan Wangji's face.

"... Mo Young Master, Mo Young Master!"

"... Um?" Wei Wuxian came back to his senses.

Lan Sichai whispered: "The old lady's door ... opened."

I don't know where a gust of wind is blowing, and the door of that small room is opened a gap, sometimes opening and closing. The room was dark, and the shadow of a cricket could be seen sitting at the table.

Wei Wuxian motioned them not to move and walked into the room by themselves.

The oil light and candlelight in the hall were put in. The old lady lowered her head as if she didn't notice someone coming in. She put a cloth on her knees and stretched it with bandages. She stuck her hands together stiffly and was trying to thread a thread into a needle.

Wei Wuxian also sat at the table and said, "Why don't the elderly light the needle? I'll come."

He took the needle thread, passed it at once, and gave it back to the old lady. Then he walked out of the room, brought the door, and said, "Don't go in."

Jin Ling said: "You went in just now, did you see if the old demon is dead or alive?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Don't call her an old demon, it's rude. This old lady is a living corpse."

The teenagers looked at each other, Lan Si chased: "What is a living corpse?"

Wei Wuxian said: "From head to toe are the characteristics of corpses, but people are alive, this is called a living corpse."

Jin Ling was shocked: "You mean, she is still alive?!"

Wei Wuxian said, "Did you just watch it?"

"Look."

"What did you see? What is she doing?"

"Punching ..."

"How did you wear it?"

"How else can I wear it? I didn't wear it ..."

"Yes, I ca n’t wear it in. The dead person ’s muscles are stiff, and there is no way to do the complicated movements of threading. And she does n’t have to eat. Her face is not old spots, but dead spots. But she can breathe and live . "

Lan Si chased: "But this old man is very old, and many old ladies are unable to wear needles by themselves."

Wei Wuxian said: "So I helped her wear it. But have you noticed another thing? From opening the door to the door, she has not blinked once.

"The blink of a living person is to prevent the eyes from becoming astringent, but the dead person does not need it. And when I took the needle and thread, how did she look at me, did anyone notice?"

Jin Ling said: "She didn't turn her eyes ... she turned her head!"

Wei Wuxian said: "That's it. Most people look at the other direction, the eyeballs will turn a bit, but the dead will not, because they can't perform such detailed movements of the eyeballs, they can only turn their heads and necks. Remember Stay here, identify from the slightest. "

Lan Jingyi said: "Should we take notes?"

Wei Wuxian said: "When night hunting, how can I free you to take notes. Keep in mind."

Jin Ling said: "A corpse is enough. Why is there such a thing as a living corpse?"

Wei Wuxian said: "Living corpses are difficult to form naturally, but this one was made by people."

"It was made ?! Why do you want to do it?!"

Wei Wuxian said: "The dead have many shortcomings: stiff muscles, slow movements, etc. But the dead also have many advantages: they are not afraid of pain, they cannot think, and they are easily manipulated. Some people think that they can combine the two. Advantages to create the perfect corpse. This is how the living corpse comes. "

Although the teenagers did not blurt out, already on his face was full of characters: "This man must be Wei! None! Envy!"

Wei Wuxian couldn't help crying and laughing, saying, "I have never done anything like this!"

Although it sounds a lot like his style!

He said: "Oh. Well, it was Wei Wuxian who did it first, but he succeeded in producing Wen Ning, the General Ghost. In fact, I always wanted to ask, who got this nickname? ? Stupid. There are some people who imitate and imitate and cannot get home. They walked away from the evil door and made an idea from a living person and got something like a living corpse. "

He concluded: "A failed emulation."

Jin Ling's expression became cold when he heard Wei Wuxian's name, and said, "Wei Ying himself was an evil door."

Wei Wuxian said: "Well, those who are living corpses are the evil ones."

Lan Si chased: "Mo Young Master, what should we do now?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Some living corpses may not know that already is dead, so we don't bother her first."

At this moment, a crisp bamboo pole knocking suddenly sounded.

The voice came from a window. And the window was sealed by black planks. The faces of all the Aristocratic Family children in the hall changed. After entering the city, they were constantly harassed and disturbed by this voice, and they had already heard the discoloration.

Wei Wuxian than gestured them not to speak, they all held their breath, watching Wei Wuxian stand by the window, in the door panel, found a very thin wooden seam, looking out .

As soon as Wei Wuxian approached the seam, he saw a white patch. He thought the white mist outside the house was too dense to see clearly. Suddenly, this white goes to retreats.

He saw a pair of white pupils, staring fiercely at the door. The white he just saw was not fog, but these eyes without Hitomi.