The Founder of Diabolism Chapter 37: Eighth plant 5

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Lan Jingyi glanced into the crack of the door, immediately blocked the door gap with her body, and glared, "Good, good, a lot!"

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

Lan Jingyi said: "It's definitely over a hundred, I don't know, but it's all over the street, and it's getting more and more! I think the two paper people can't stand 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 casually cut the right index finger on Lan Jingyi's sword again, and the blood drops dripped. Lan Jingyi said, "Do you want to use the finishing touch again? Every paper man's eyes click twice, How much blood do you have to bleed after ordering? "

Wei Wuxian said, "Are there any blank characters?"

This group of Aristocratic Family children are still very young, and they are not ready to use it immediately, so they are all equipped with already. Lan Sizhuo shook his head and said: "No." Wei Wuxian said: "It can be done before." Lan Sizhuan took out a stack of yellow charms from Qiankun's bag.

Wei Wuxian only took one, glanced briefly, raised his right index finger and middle finger, and drew from the top to the bottom on the rune road painted by cinnabar. The red blood and red cinnabar a new rune. Text. He picked up this refreshing rune with his right fingers, raised it to be flush with his forehead, flipped his wrists, and the yellow red character ignited spontaneously 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 put his machete on 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 by one, started shaking, as if they were moving. While shaking, they whispered to each other, and the sound of gurgling went up and down. Not a living person, it is better than a living person.

Wei Wuxian staggered, gave way to the door, and made an invite 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?"

Everyone said they had taken care just now, no. Wei Wuxian raised Hyosung Chen and dragged a low couch so that he didn't have to sit on the cold and dusty ground. Hyosung Chen still clutched his Frost Huajian tightly, and said, "Will you use the finishing touch?"

Wei Wuxian said: "Roughly understand." I can't say that the finishing touch is that he passed it on. Hyosung stunned and said, "Well ... it's the best way to kill these corpses."

After a moment, he said: "However, practicing this path is extremely vulnerable to the backlash of the fierce ghosts and fiends. Even Wei Wuxian, the ancestor of Yiling who opened the road to this path, is not immune." Xiao Stardust euphemistically said, "If you think about your path in the future, please do not hesitate."

Most famous monks will stand out with clear flags, draw boundaries, and show that they don't share the sky with someone. It is rare for him to be able to persuade him. Generally, only young children who are not deeply involved in the world are curious and novel about these crooked ways, and they are more disgusted and reviled. Except for Jin Ling, whose face has always been unsightly, other Aristocratic Family children are crowded in front of the door to watch the battle. He shouted, "Well ... the paper man's nails are terrible. Grab her for five grooves." "Why is that little girl's tongue so long and hard? Is she a hangman?" Big! He can lift so many corpses at once, and he's going to fall! Look! He fell! He broke! "

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, or it may be useless, and it is very difficult. Eat. Would you like to try it. If you don't want to live just fine. "

Hyosung Dust said: "Of course I want to live. I can live as long as I can." He took the bowl with both hands, lowered his head and took a sip, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't vomit. For a while, he politely said, "Thank you."

Wei Wuxian turned his head and said: "Did you see it? Did you see it? What did people say? Just be coquettish, eat my porridge, and complain a lot."

Jin Ling said: "Is that what you cooked? In addition to adding a bunch of strange things to the pot, 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 said busyly: "Don't open the door first. Don't be lazy. Will definitely come again."

Wei Wuxian 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. Corpse venom powder is gradually dissipating. The group of paper people walked slowly and patrolled on the street. There were corpses on the ground. When they could move, they stepped on them severely until they completely turned into a pile of meat.

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

At this moment, there was a very light and light movement above Wei Wuxian's head.

This 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, and the foot sound is close to nothing. However, Wei Wuxian's five senses were sensitive, which captured the subtle collision sound between the tiles. He couldn't hide the blind man from Hyosung 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, these things did not hit people. 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 dead body.

The crowd had just identified this, and I saw him stabbing 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. A sword is not a success, it is a sword, coherent like a flowing cloud, fierce and hot as deep as the sea. In a hurry, Hyosung Chen blocked his sword with a sword. The corpse poison might have surged up. He barely gave out the sword, but he couldn't move.

Lan Jingyi was startled, "Is he dead or alive ?! I have never seen anything like this ..."

The corpse is so agile and so skillful!

He didn't finish the second sentence, not because of how difficult the evaluation was, but because he remembered that he had seen it.

Isn't this the same for General Ghost?

Wi Wuxian stared at the Taoist closely, his thoughts turned sharply: "Are there anyone who has made such a corpse besides me?" He pulled out a bamboo flute around his waist, and when he came up, it was a harsh and harsh sound. Long tune, stabbed everyone in the room to cover their 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 really has a master!

Wei Wuxian strayed away from the thunderous and thundering sword, and in the process of turning, he calmly uttered another tone. Xu Xun, the paper men patrolling outside also jumped to the roof and jumped down from the hole. The man's corpse noticed a strange approach, and brushed two swords in his right hand to stab the two paper men into four halves from head to bottom. With his left hand pulled out the dust, ten million soft white wires seemed to turn into steel whip stingers, and his head was a severed limb. 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 people falling from above and attacking him. He hit here and there, killing the front and behind. Suddenly, a female warrior fell from the sky, hit him, stepped on his shoulder, and pressed him to the ground.

Next, three other Warriors jumped from the hole and smashed him one by one. The warriors are said to be infinitely powerful. When the craftsmen pierce them, they would add something to add weight to them. After the upper body of the called lone spirit and wild ghost was called up, it was even more smashing and so 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 stretched out their tongues and licked the blood at their mouth slowly and cherishly. They seemed 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 the corners of his mouth are nearly black, which is bleeding. Wei Wuxian grabbed his cheek, forced him to open his mouth, and looked inside, and his tongue was even uprooted.

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

Why do these two features appear so frequently?

Wei Wuxian looked at him, and felt that it looked like Wen Ning when he was controlled by black nails at that time. He moved his heart 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 did not understand the identity of the corpse and who he was. He felt it necessary to interrogate. 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 among you have cultivated asking for spirits?"

Lan Si chased: "I. I repaired."

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

Lan Si chased: "Bring it." From the Qiankun bag, he took out a simple-style, shiny wooden piano. 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, "Get started."

Guqin ran across the Taoist's head. Lan Si chased on the ground, spreading his hem neatly, and tried two notes. 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 and let go.

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 Sichai whispered: "Song Lan!"

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

Everyone looked at Hyosung Chen who was lying in a coma, Lan Si chased: "I don't know if he knows, here is 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. It is best not to know."

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 Si chased his face with disbelief, saying, "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 the wrong thing."

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 It ’s a different name, and I got it wrong, and it's impossible to just make it wrong. "

Lan Jingyi murmured: "If this is true ... how many of those we heard are true ... Song Lan went to find the missing Hyosung Chen, but Hyosung Chen killed him ... ... why would he kill his good friend? He's not like this? "

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

Many eyes are staring at the strings, waiting for Song Lan's answer.

Lan Sizhui explained one word at a time: "Er, etc., body, back, after, person."

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

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, discarded his sword and whisk again, and used both his left and right hands to twist the four Yinlix bands into twisted pieces. The long sword rested on 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 are not Song Lan's opponents."

His body is weak, and his sword is not around. Besides, there is a Hyosung Dust.

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

He made a gesture to Song Lan, and Song Lan silently obeyed and drove these Aristocratic Family children out. Wei Wuxian said: "Go out first. You ca n’t help here either. The corpse venom powder should be sinking outside, do n’t go out and step on the dust to stir up the dust and slow down breathing."

Jin Ling heard "I can't help you here", but she was not convinced and annoyed, she went out with anger. Lan Si chased after words. Wei Wuxian said, "Si Chai, you are the most sensible, take them. Can you do it well?"

Lan Sichai nodded. Wei Wuxian 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?" The two were so different that they were different. Lan Si did not answer, 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 qi on his face quickly to vanish, Wei Wuxian said, "The corpse poison?"

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, "I'm not acting for 'you', but for 'you.' It ’s better to meet.

"I guess, you have n’t told anyone who you are yet, right? So I did n’t tear you apart and let them go out. We closed the door and talked privately. How about it, isn't it intimate?"

Wei Wuxian said, "You are driven by the corpses in Yicheng?"

Hyosung Dust said: "Well. From the moment you came in and played the flute, I thought you were a little weird. So I tried it for myself. Sure enough, click on the low-level summoning technique The magic can also exert such a powerful power, saying that you are not the founder? As if telling a joke. "

Wei Wuxian said: "I really can't hide it from my colleagues. 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 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, "Which soul is this? It ’s broken like this, the paste ca n’t stick, only a trace is left. Breath. "

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: "There is too little soul in it. And it should have been tortured and extremely painful before life. It is likely to be suicide, and I do not want to return to this. In the world, you want me to repair this soul, but you must know that if a soul does not seek to save, then 90% cannot be saved. If I am not mistaken, this soul is forcibly spliced ​​together. Once you leave the locker sac, it may dissipate at any time. "

Hyosung Dust said: "I don't care. You have to help if you're busy. Seniors don't forget, the group of kids you brought are looking at you outside the door, waiting for you to take them out of danger."

The tone of his speech is very strange, sounds intimate and sweet, but there is a sense of fierceness. As if at the last moment you and your brother-in-law and brother-in-law talked about each other's predecessors, you could turn your face and kill the killer. Wei Wuxian said with a smile: "Well, 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, causing people to have a conscience attack, I am embarrassed to pick up your bandages. He deliberately exposes Shuanghua, and deliberately leaks. Not only will he use bitter meat counters, but also use people's Sympathy, good acting, a sense of relief, righteousness. If it weren't for you not to understand, there should be too many things, 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. And Song Lan wanted to remind them that this person was very dangerous, but he answered Xue Yang directly, and was afraid that they didn't know Xue Yang, so he had to use this expression.

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 archery: "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: "Your cleverness is not under my control. You made the black spikes that control Song Lan and Wen Ning. You can restore one and repair a soul, but why do you need me? Help. "

Xue Yang said: "It's different. You are the founder. 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 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 just wanted to open his mouth and ask, "Like Changyang?" At this moment, the door was smashed open, and a black figure flew in.

Wei Wuxian and Xue Yang went to retreats at the same time and left the square table. Xue Yang also quickly took away the locker bag. 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.

As early as Wei Wuxian played the first flute, already issued a command to call Wenning. Wei Wuxian told him: "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 really fierce. They were so hot and fisting. If two living people were fighting each other like this, they would have lost their arms, legs and brains!

Wei Wuxian said: "Guess, Wen Ning and Song Lan fight, who will win?"

Xue Yang said: "Why do you need to guess? General Ghost must win. Unfortunately, I have nailed so many thorn skull nails, he still refuses to obey. Some things are too confessed, and it is also a headache. . "

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 kill people by saying half of them?"

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. . "This time he did not finish, he was a sword again. Wei Wuxian avoided and shunned the paper-man shards and said, "This little hooligan really does a good job."

Seeing that Xue Yang's sword is getting faster and faster, and the stabbing area is becoming more and more fierce, he couldn't help but said, "Are you bullying me for being physically weak?"

Xue Yang said: "Who is hooligan. True color."

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 sent 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.