The Founder of Diabolism Chapter 67: Preparing for the fifteenth 2
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Wei Wuxian flashed back to the lane immediately.
The alleys in the south of the Yangtze River are intertwined with each other, which is very conducive to sneaking. Wei Wuxian was walking through the intricate alleyway, sometimes chasing and hiding, and after that, he was never noticed by the two matte men. He stole through various gaps to observe, and found that the two matte men were not as tall and thin as the gravediggers they saw at the beginning, quite strong, not the slender figure of Su She.
It doesn't seem to be the Lord, but the cricket under him.
However, the strength of these two puppets is also good. Wei Wuxian only chased a little closer, and one of the matte people seemed to catch the slightest movement and turned his head sharply.
Wei Wuxian also lost his patience and did n’t want to follow up anymore. He planned to cut the knife quickly, and his hand was pressed on the bamboo flute around his waist. As soon as they moved, he immediately called Wen Ning and went back to work with Lan Wang. Opportunity.
Wait for a while, but somehow, the two didn't chase after them, instead they whispered each other, and moved side by side in opposite directions.
Wei Wuxian was startled: "They clearly noticed someone was following them, why didn't they come?"
Thinking for a moment, he walked around the corner and walked in this narrow alley, quickly thinking about the intentions of the two matte men while walking. There are dwellings on the left and right of the alley, and a closed wooden door inlaid on the stone wall is an ordinary family living here. As he hurried past the sixth house, a wooden door suddenly opened in, and he yanked him into the door with both hands!
Did the two matte men ambush into the door? !!
The door opened and closed. The person dragging him in was extremely fast, and Wei Wuxian responded faster. He wanted to break his arm with his backhand, and immediately found that the other person was not the matte person he thought. But a young man in a white robe.
This young man's robe is embroidered with a family pattern, which must be a Aristocratic Family child. At this moment, his eyes are red, his body is shaking, his movements are flustered, and he drags him in to hold Wei Wuxian's Neck, threatened in a low voice: "Don't speak!"
Wei Wuxian immediately confirmed: "This person definitely doesn't recognize me."
Although it is a threat, in the view of Wei Wuxian, this Aristocratic Family child is full of flaws and no threat. He involuntarily lost his interest in resistance, but wanted to see what the man wanted to do. So, he shook along with him in cooperation, and shouted, and said, "... Don't ... don't kill me!"
The Aristocratic Family child said, "Shut up! Don't you let me stop talking! In case I was found, I want your life!"
"What if it is found?" Who is he hiding from?
Wei Wuxian shut up, the man took a few breaths and said, "Undress!"
Wei Wuxian said, "Ah?"
This humane: "Less nonsense! Do you take it off or not?"
The words "undress" were originally terrible, but the expression and tone of the person were both nasty and anxious, making it impossible to think of a place to go. Wei Wuxian said, "Is he hiding the two matte people, who came to the empty house in the alley, worried that the two of them have not left yet, they just grabbed the individual and came in to change their clothes. Easy to escape? "
Wei Wuxian said: "Brother, I took my clothes off to you, what should I do?"
The man said angrily: "Speaking to make you less nonsense! You wear my clothes, rush out and go to the right. I warn you, do what I say, or you look good!"
It turned out not only to change clothes, but also to find a ghost to help the two hazy people.
Wei Wuxian suddenly pulled away the horrified expression, smiled a little, and was waiting to speak. Who knew that this man was fleeing in haste and didn't notice that he looked weird, so he grabbed his hand and paid attention without paying attention. Put on his coat. At this moment, the courtyard door suddenly opened. Lan Wangji stood at the door, holding one hand to avoid dust, and the other hand maintained the posture of pushing the door, watching the scene silently.
Wei Wuxian took a kick and fainted the Aristocratic Family child, and immediately put on his clothes like clouds and flowing water, and said, "Is this picture a little misleading?"
Wen Ning stood behind Lan Wang's body, poked his head, and nodded silently.
Wei Wuxian smiled, and briefly told the two of what he had just seen, refastened his belts, and squatted down to shake the Aristocratic Family child. His kick was not too light, and he shook for a while. The talent fell to the ground and woke up. At first glance, he saw Wei Wuxian who was above the line of sight and Yan Yueyan, and his eyes were still confused. But at a second glance, when seeing the cold blue forget-me-not, one spirit awakened completely: "Han Guangjun?!"
After all, in Xianmen Aristocratic Family, no one recognizes Mo Xuanyu's face, but no one doesn't recognize Han Guangjun and forget about the machine.
The Aristocratic Family child turned his head again. On the third glance, he saw Wen Ning with a face, and screamed: "Ghost General!"
Finally, he pointed at Wei Wuxian and said, "You, you are ... Yiling ancestor Wei Wuxian?!"
Wi Wuxian saw his series of reactions from the beginning to the end, saying indifferently: "Ah, the familiar look in horror, the unbelievable familiar exclaim, after many years, it is still the same familiar routine. Not bad , I am Wei Wuxian, the ancestor of Yiling. "
Wen Ning nodded silently again, agreeing.
The Aristocratic Family child collapsed to the ground, put his head up, closed his eyes and said, "So ... you ... please give me a treat!"
Wei Wuxian laughed blandly: "I threatened me to change clothes with you just now and help you to drive away the enemy, but now I have the guts to be happy?"
This Aristocratic Family child said tragically: "Anyway, I am going to die! Rather than take me to the mass grave to make a living corpse and make a blood sacrifice, it would be better to kill me with one stroke and suffer less fragmentation!"
Wei Wuxian said, "Stop. What do you mean by saying 'Ye'? 'Ye'? More than one of you was arrested? Where was it arrested? Mass grave post? Who were you hiding just now? A matte man in black? "
The Aristocratic Family child said: "Ask me knowingly, who else besides your minions? Hidden heads and tails, sneaky, dare ... don't dare to show people the true face!"
Wei Wuxian said to Lan Wangji aside: "Look. When I don't know, I have some more minions. I don't know that my appeal is so strong."
He turned to this person and said earnestly: "I ask you a few questions. Isn't it in your eyes that the 'Yi Ling Patriarch' is a mysterious organization? This organization is omnipotent and goes crazy every day, all conspiracy Can all be pushed onto it? "
This child of Aristocratic Family probably feels caught by the debilitating big devil, and will die without doubt. However, before he dies, he must be brave and suddenly become impassioned. "Wei Wuxian, you have arrested so much Aristocratic Family children, do you think that the major families will let you slap you? One day, you and your evil | Party congregations will be retaliated! Just like 13 years ago ... "
Wen Ning's voice didn't fall, and Wen Ning shot suddenly, holding his neck.
The black bloodshots on his neck crawled down the cheeks to the cheeks, and his pupils kept shrinking.
Lan Wangji saw Wen Ning violently rise up, avoiding the dust by half an inch to prevent him from hurting his life. Wei Wuxian said, "Wen Ning, let go of him."
For a while, Wen Ning dropped the Aristocratic Family child to the ground.
Wei Wuxian sneered: "Evil | Party congregation? Do you know how many evils there were on the mass funeral post when I had the most people under my hand? | Party congregation? How did your predecessors tell you? 30,000? 50,000? Should I tell the truth? Less than a hundred people! "
The child of Aristocratic Family was flushed with red face by Wen Ning and couldn't stop coughing. Wei Wuxian also said: "I'm still alive, I've said it 10,000 times and 10,000 times, that kind of low-level waste, I don't make it!"
By the way, he split it with one palm, and the Aristocratic Family child fainted.
After a pause, Wei Wuxian looked up and said, "The two matte men deliberately let him go. When I followed, they noticed me clearly, but they deliberately ignored me. Most of them regarded me as This person has the heart to release water. What is the intention? "
Lan Wangji said, "Leakage of wind."
The rumors of Yiling's ancestors returning to the world, planing corpses, catching people to bury their dead, slaying dead corpses, and preparing for blood sacrifice. Whether true or false, such news and atmosphere, already spread.
Wei Wuxian said, "What about the purpose of leaking this wind? If it was just to frame me, the scene of Jinlin's stage already was enough. Everyone in the mysterious gate hated me. , Why bother? "
Lan Wangji said: "Legendously lead the major Aristocratic Familys to mass graves."
Then, conduct the second mass grave siege.
Wei Wuxian shook his head and said, "It seems that this is the only explanation, but what is the use of this second siege? Siege me? But I am not in the mass grave post now, how can Jin Guangyao be sure? When I get the news, I will definitely go to the mass grave post? What if I just do n’t go and copy things and run away? Is n’t it futile that he led a bunch of big and small families? ”
How do you think, in short, it will not be a good thing to do.
Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji looked at each other and saw the next decision from each other's eyes.
He stood up slowly, and said, "Is it the mass grave? I haven't been back for so many years."
Someone dared to scatter wild land on his site. Can the host do anything wrong when he is not at home?
To make up his mind, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji changed their course. They abandoned Fuling and set off for Yiling.
Wei Wuxian sat cross-legged on a donkey, whispering, "I haven't arrived in Fuling yet, and I'm going to Yiling again. This is tiring, when is the head?"
Lan Wangji held the rope and quietly said, "There will be a day of stability."
Wei Wuxian moved, "Well, there will be a day of stability."
A few words, he looks like he is casually saying: "Han Guangjun, when do you plan to retire?"
Lan Wangji's figure in front of him was a slight meal. It seemed to think for a moment, Wei Wuxian said, "What are you going to do after the retreat?"
After a moment of silence, Lan Wangji said, "I haven't thought of it."
Wei Wuxian said, "I didn't expect it to be exactly right! Just right! I'll help you figure it out!"
Since seeing the little couple in the farmhouse, Wei Wuxian has been imagining it involuntarily. If this is a day of stability and will be retired in the future, he will find a sparsely populated place with beautiful mountains and rivers. A big house, by the way, can help Lan Wangji build one next door. Two dishes and one soup a day, of course, it is best to cook with Lan Wangji, otherwise he can only eat what he made, and it is better to leave the account to Lan Wangji. 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. If you are too tired and pretend that there is no retreat at all, the same is true of re-entry to 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, held his two long ears, and said, "I am really sick? Or will the broken sleeve really be transmitted through the body? Otherwise why these days I always feel that ... even delusions have become so difficult to say. Hermitage, Lan Zhan's retreat is one hundred and eighty years later. Besides, it doesn't have to live next to me? Why do you help me cook, I farm, help me manage my accounts, and help me weave? No, forget that farming is my job ... what's the matter with him ... he's not my wife! "
He stared at Lan Wangji's back carefully, but he gave birth to some weird regrets: "This individual is not my wife ..."
When the two arrived in a small town before the mass grave of Yiling, already was five days away from the change of Jinlintai.