Ephemeral-III

Chang Ping, the head of the Chang family in Yueyang, took several family members out for a night hunt one day. More than half a month later, he suddenly received bad news on the way and hurried back. After the grief, he only found out that someone had maliciously destroyed his family's protective formation and a group of ferocious evil spirits had entered. Other than that, he was completely confused.

Originally, the tragedy of a small family was limited to those who knew about it, but the situation at that time was special. The Sun Shooting Campaign had ended long ago, and the mass grave siege had just ended. The situation was barely stable on the surface. When the incident suddenly broke out, people were immediately involved in the Xuanmen Hundreds. There was an uproar in the family, and there were many sensational rumors that it was the return of the ancestor of Yiling, Wei Wuxian, as revenge. However, there was no evidence and there was no way to find the culprit. Of course, Xiao Xingchen would not just sit idly by and accept the matter immediately to find out the truth for Chang Ping. A month later, the murderer was finally found.

The murderer's name is Xue Yang.

This Xue Yang is younger than Xiao Xingchen and is an out-and-out young man. However, his bad qualities will never be restrained just because he is young. He has been a well-known gangster in Kuizhou since he was fifteen years old. He has a charming smile, vicious methods, and cruel personality. Everyone in Kuizhou talks about Xue. When he was young, he lived on the streets. He seemed to have some quarrels with Chang Ping's father, who kept him in memory for several years. Revenge and other reasons prompted him to commit this tragedy.

After Xiao Xingchen found out the truth, he traveled across three provinces to capture Xue Yang, who was still enjoying himself and fighting with others. He took advantage of the Lanling Jin family to hold a grand talk party at Jinlin Terrace, his immortal mansion, where all the major families discussed Dao asked the law and turned him before the public, explained the whole story and demanded severe punishment.

He listed the evidence clearly. Most of the aristocratic families had no objections, but only one family strongly opposed it. That is the Lanling Jin family.

Wei WuXian said, "To object in such a situation is to risk the disapproval of the world. Could it be that this Xue Yang is the popular person in front of Jin Guangshan?"

Lan Wangji said: "My guest."

Wei WuXian said, "Is he a guest guest? The Lanling Jin family was already one of the four major families back then, right? Why would they invite a little gangster to be a guest guest?"

Lan Wangji said: "This is the second connection."

He stared into Wei Wuxian's eyes and said slowly, "Because of the Yin Tiger Talisman."

Wei Wuxian's heart suddenly jumped into the air.

The three words "Yinhu Talisman" are by no means unfamiliar to him. On the contrary, no one is more familiar than him.

This is the most terrifying of all the magic weapons he refined during his lifetime, and at the same time, it is also the one that everyone wants the most.

The tiger talisman is used for giving orders. As the name suggests, those who get this tiger talisman can command corpses, ghosts and evil spirits to obey orders.

When Wei Wuxian created it, he didn't think too much about it. Using his own soul to control corpse puppets and evil spirits, there will always be times when he gets tired. He remembered that he had accidentally seen a rare piece of iron essence in the belly of a monster before, so he took it and smelted it into a tiger talisman.

But after the tiger talisman was cast and used only once, Wei Wuxian realized that something was seriously wrong.

The power of the Yin Tiger Talisman was far more powerful and terrifying than he originally expected. He originally wanted to use it as an auxiliary, but who knew that its power would actually overwhelm him, the creator. Moreover, this thing does not recognize its owner. In other words, as long as someone gets it, no matter who the person is, good or evil, enemy or friend, whoever has it in their hands will use it.

Disaster has been done, Wei Wuxian has not thought of destroying it, but the tiger talisman is not easy to make, and it is also difficult to destroy it, which consumes energy and time. Moreover, at that time, he had vaguely realized that his situation was not good, and sooner or later, everyone would find him and kill him. The Yin Tiger Talisman had great deterrent power. With this magic weapon, others did not dare to touch him easily, so he left it for the time being and only used the Tiger Talisman. Split in two so that it can only be used when combined, and never used easily.

He only used it twice in total, and each time he was bleeding like a river. The first time was during the Sun Shooting Campaign. After using it for the second time, he finally made up his mind and completely destroyed half of the Tiger Talisman. Before the other half was destroyed, the mass grave siege came. He has no control over what happens after that.

Wei Wuxian could confidently say a few words about what he had refined. He dared to assert that even if the family that had robbed it offered it as an offering, burning incense and kneeling in obeisance every day, only half of the Yin Tiger Talisman would be nothing more than a piece of scrap metal. That's all. But Lan Wangji told him something amazing: This Xue Yang seemed to be able to spell out the other half of the Yin Tiger Talisman!

Xue Yang is very young, but very smart, and he is also a very evil heretic. Lanling Jin discovered that he could roughly piece together the other half based on the remaining half of the tiger talisman. Although the reconstructed parts cannot be used for a long time and are not as powerful as the originals, they can already cause very terrible consequences.

Wei Wuxian understood: "The Lanling Jin Sect still wants to keep Xue Yang for them to continue to restore the Yin Tiger Talisman, so they must protect him."

Perhaps, Xue Yang's killing of the Chang family was not entirely out of revenge for bullying the young man into poverty. Maybe he was testing the lives of several members of the family to see how powerful the Yin Tiger Talisman he was restoring was!

No wonder rumors would link the family extermination case to him. Wei Wuxian could almost imagine how those monks were gnashing their teeth: "This Wei Wuxian! If he hadn't done such a thing, the world wouldn't have suffered so much harm!!!"

Answer the conversation and return to Jinlin Terrace.

Although the Lanling Jin clan wholeheartedly protected Xue Yang, Xiao Xingchen refused to accept either soft or hard advice. The two sides were in a stalemate, and finally alerted Chifeng Zun Nie Mingjue, who had not participated in this talk event, and led him to fly to Jinlin Terrace from elsewhere to come forward.

Although Nie Mingjue was Jin Guangshan's descendant, he was stern and never tolerated or tolerated. He scolded Jin Guangshan so much that he lost face and was speechless. Nie Mingjue, who had a violent temper, drew his sword on the spot and wanted to kill Xue Yang. His sworn brother Lianfangzun Jin Guangyao stepped forward to smooth things over, but he ordered him to get out of his way. Voice. In the end, the Lanling Jin Sect had no choice but to give in.

Xue Yang has been confident since he was captured by Xiao Xingchen and brought to Jinlin Tower. Nie Mingjue smiled even as the knife was pressed against his neck. Before he was taken down, he said to Xiao Xingchen very affectionately: "Taoist Master, don't forget me. We'll see."

Hearing this, Wei Wuxian knew that this "we'll see" sentence would definitely make Xiao Xingchen pay an extremely heavy price.

The Lanling Jin family is worthy of being the thickest-skinned family. Although Jin Lintai promised to clean up Xue Yang in front of hundreds of families, as soon as Nie Mingjue was no longer in sight, he quickly put Xue Yang in a dungeon and changed his sentence to imprisonment. Never let go. When Nie Mingjue learned about this, he was furious and put pressure again. The Lanling Jin Sect refused to hand over the person despite all their efforts. The other families folded their hands and watched the show, but not long after, Nie Mingjue went crazy and died.

He cultivated faster than the previous heads of the Nie family in Qinghe, and died earlier than the previous heads of the family.

With the most difficult person to deal with gone, the Lanling Jin Sect became more and more unscrupulous and made more crooked ideas. Jin Guangshan began to think of ways to get Xue Yang out of prison, continue to restore the Yinhu Talisman, and explore its secrets.

But this kind of thing is not honorable after all. If you want to bring a murderer who has killed many people out of the dungeon without a serious name, that won't work.

So, they turned their attention to Chang Ping.

Intimidation, inducement, and harassment continued. In the end, the Lanling Jin family succeeded in getting Chang Ping to retort, overturning all the previous accusations and declaring that the Chang family's extermination had nothing to do with Xue Yang.

Xiao Xingchen came to inquire after hearing the news, and Chang Ping said to him helplessly: "Besides this, what else can I do? If I can't bear it, the rest of our family will have no way to survive. Thank you Taoist Priest, but... please don't help me anymore." Now if you continue to help me, you are harming me. I don't want the Yueyang Chang family to die."

Just like that, the song "Let the Tiger Go Back to the Mountain" finished.

Wei Wuxian remained silent.

If he were Chang Ping, no matter how the Lanling Jin family was the number one family with one hand covering the sky, no matter how bright and glorious the future was for him, he would never relent. Instead, he would personally explore the dungeon at night, cut Xue Yang alive into a puddle of flesh, and then call him back and cut him into pieces again and again until he regretted being born in this world.

But not everyone has his temperament that would rather die together. There are still several members of the Chang family alive, and Chang Ping is still young, without a wife or children, and has just embarked on the path to immortality. Whether it was threatening the lives of his surviving family members or threatening his future and cultivation, he had to think carefully.

After all, he was not Chang Ping himself, so he could not be filled with righteous indignation on his behalf, nor could he be fearful and bear these physical and mental tortures on his behalf.

And after Xue Yang was released, he launched his revenge again. But this time, he didn't take revenge on Xiao Xingchen himself.

Xiao Xingchen came out of the mountain alone and had no relatives. He only had a friend he met after coming down from the mountain, named Song Lan. This Song Lan was also a famous Taoist scholar at that time. He was proud and had a good reputation. Both of them want to build their own sect. They put less emphasis on blood inheritance and more on like-mindedness. It can be said that they are close friends and share the same interests. People at that time said: The bright moon and the clear breeze are like Xiao Xingchen, and Song Zichen is proud of the snow and frost.

Xue Yang then chose this place to start, and repeated his old tricks, completely wiping out Song Lan's Bai Xue Guan, who had grown up as a scholar. He also secretly plotted to blind Song Lan's eyes with poisonous powder.

This time he wiped out the whole family and gained experience. He did it very neatly, leaving no clues. Although everyone knows that he must have done it, but do you know what can be done? No evidence. In addition, Jin Guangshan deliberately protected him, and Chifeng Zun, who was so angry that he had the power of thunder, was also dead, so no one could do anything against him.

Hearing this, Wei Wuxian suddenly felt a little strange: Although Lan Wangji seemed indifferent and unwilling to take charge, based on Wei Wuxian's understanding of him in the past, he was no less jealous than Nie Huaisang's eldest brother. At that time, the Lanling Jin Sect was not very good at what they did, but Lan Wangji never hesitated to speak out. Even today, he rarely attends his family's invitational meetings and does not support them at all. If two such terrible massacres had happened back then, the news would have spread throughout the city, and Lan Wangji would never have sat idly by. Why didn't he punish Xue Yang?

Just as he was about to ask, he remembered the marks on Lan Wangji's body.

A single whipping on the body would be fatal. If Lan Wangji had made a big mistake and received so many whippings, he would have been banned from going out for several years. I'm afraid that during the years when the incident occurred, he was being punished or recovering from his injuries. No wonder he only said that he had "heard something."

Wei Wuxian was inexplicably concerned about those scars, but it was inconvenient to ask directly, so he could only hold them down for now and said, "What happened to Taoist Priest Xiao Xingchen?"

What happens next, of course it can only end miserably. When Xiao Xingchen left the mountain, he swore never to go back. He kept his promise very much, but Song Lan was blinded and seriously injured, so he broke his vow, carried Song Lan on his back and returned to Baoshan Sanren, asking Master to save his friend.

The Baoshan Sanren thought about the master-disciple meeting and agreed to his request. Xiao Xingchen then went down the mountain and left, never to be seen again.

A year later, Song Lan also left the mountain. The world was astonished that he even regained sight in a pair of eyes that had been completely blind at first. But in fact, it was not Baoshan Sanren who had superb medical skills, but Xiao Xingchen... who dug out his own eyes and gave them back to him. Tired Song Lan.

Song Lan originally wanted to take revenge on Xue Yang, but at this time, Jin Guangshan had passed away. Jin Guangyao took over the Lanling Jin family and was given the position of Immortal Governor. In order to show the new attitude of the newcomers, he cleaned up Xue Yang as soon as he came to power, no longer mentioned the restoration of the Yinhu Talisman, and made various remedial and appeasing measures to restore his reputation and suppress the rumors. Song Lan followed the traces of his former friend. At first, we could hear where he went, but later, there was no news. In addition, the Yueyang Chang family was a little-known family, so many things gradually disappeared into the dust.

After listening to this long story, Wei Wuxian let out a breath and felt a wave of regret: "Because of something that had nothing to do with me, to end up like this, really... if Xiao Xingchen had been born a few years earlier, Or if I had died a few years later, things would not be like this. If I were alive, how could I ignore this kind of thing? How could such a person not make friends with him!"

Then he couldn't laugh or cry anymore, and secretly laughed at himself: "What do I care about? How can I care about it? If I were still alive at that time, maybe there would be no need to investigate the case of the Yueyang Chang family's murder, and it would be directly attributed to me." Xiao Xingchen said I met me on the long road, I struck up a conversation with him and invited him to drink, but he probably beat me with a whisk, haha."

They had already walked past Changzhai and arrived at a cemetery not far away. Wei Wuxian saw the dark red word "Chang" on the archway and asked, "Why did Chang Ping die later? Who delayed the surviving members of his family?"

Before Lan Wangji could answer, at this moment, in the bluish dusk, there was a sound of "bang bang bang" banging on the door.

The sound was very much like a knock on the door, but it was not a knock on the door. The force was hard, fast, and didn't stop for a moment. It was dull, as if there was a layer of separation.

The two of them looked at each other for a moment.

More than fifty members of the Yueyang Chang family were lying in their coffins, and their coffin lids were being slapped from the inside. Just like that night when I was scared to death, I banged on the door frantically, but never waited for anyone to open the door.

This is what the waiter at the liquor store said - the sound of coffins being slapped in the Chang family cemetery!

But the guy said that the trouble started ten years ago and has long since stopped. How could it happen that filming started again as soon as they arrived?

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji coincidentally restrained their auras and sneaked quietly.

After leaning against the pillars of the archway, they all saw a hole appearing among the tombstones in the center of the cemetery.

A very deep hole was dug, and the side of the hole was piled with soil. It had just been dug. A soft sound came from the cave.

Someone is digging a grave.

The two of them held their breath quietly, waiting for the man in the cave to come out on his own.

Half a stick of incense was gone, and two people jumped up lightly from the dug grave.

Thanks to Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji's good eyesight, they could see that they were two people. Because these two people are like conjoined twins, one carrying the other on his back, tightly connected together, and they are both dressed in black, making it extremely difficult to tell them apart.

The man who jumped up stood with his back to them, with long arms and legs. The man he was carrying had his head and limbs drooped, lifeless. But that's right. Since it was dug out of a grave, it must be a dead person, and it is normal for it to be lifeless.

Just as he was thinking this, the gravedigger suddenly turned his head and saw them.

This man's face was shrouded in a thick black mist, making it completely impossible to see his facial features and face!

Wei Wuxian knew that he must have used some weird magic to hide his face. Lan Wangji had already sacrificed Bichen, plundered into the cemetery, and fought with him. The gravedigger reacted very quickly. When he saw Bichen's blue sword light approaching, he performed a sword technique and summoned a sword light. However, this sword light, like his face, was surrounded by billowing black mist, making it unclear what color and momentum it was. The gravedigger was carrying a corpse on his back and fighting in a weird posture. The two sword lights intersected several times. Lan Wangji recalled Bichen and held it in his hand, his face quickly covered with a layer of frost.

Wei Wuxian knew why he suddenly looked so cold. Because of the fight just now, even he, an outsider, could clearly see that this gravedigger was very familiar with Lan Wangji's swordsmanship!

Lan Wangji didn't say a word, Bichen stabbed harder, and his sword intent was like an overwhelming force. The gravedigger backed away continuously, as if he knew that he was carrying a dead man and was no match for Lan Wangji, and would definitely be captured alive if they fought again. Suddenly he took out a dark blue talisman from his waist.

Teleportation talisman!

This kind of talisman can teleport people thousands of miles away in an instant, but it will also consume a lot of spiritual power. It will take a long time for the user to recover. People who are not spiritually powerful enough are not qualified to use it. So although it is a rare treasure, few people use it. Seeing that he was about to run away, Wei Wuxian hurriedly clapped his hands twice, knelt down on one knee, and punched the ground.

The force of this punch penetrated the layers of soil, reached deep into the soil, penetrated the thick coffin lid, and gave the deceased trapped inside almost crazy excitement. With a clicking sound, four bloody arms rose up from the ground and suddenly grabbed the gravedigger's legs, one on the left and the other on the right!

The gravedigger didn't take it seriously and poured spiritual power into his feet, knocking four corpse hands away. Wei Wuxian pulled out his bamboo flute, and the shrill and shrill tune tore through the falling night. Two heads burst out of the grave, and his whole body followed suit, crawling up the gravedigger's legs, entwining themselves like snakes. On his body, he opened his mouth and bit down on his neck and arms.

The gravedigger snorted disdainfully, as if to say "little trick", and his spiritual power spread throughout his body. However, this time, after he unleashed his spiritual power, he suddenly realized that he had been deceived.

He also knocked away the corpse he was carrying on his back!

Wei Wuxian slapped the monument and laughed wildly. Lan Wangji took the limp body with one hand and stabbed Bichen with the other hand. The gravedigger saw that the things he had just dug up had been snatched away. He could not defeat Lan Wangji alone, not to mention that there was another person doing mischief. He did not dare to stay longer, so he threw the teleportation talisman at his feet. After a loud noise, billowing blue flames rose into the sky, and his figure disappeared into the flames.

Wei Wuxian had known that the gravedigger held a teleportation talisman, so even if he caught him, he would have been able to find an opportunity to escape. He didn't feel it was a pity to leave behind the corpse he dug up. He had already left clues. He walked over and said to Lan Wangji, "Look who he dug up."

He was slightly startled at this sight. The head of the corpse was actually broken. What was exposed at the broken place was not flesh and blood, but clumps of slightly blackened cotton wool.

Wei Wuxian pulled off the head of the corpse with one tug. He held up the very finely crafted fake head and said, "What's going on? There is a fake head made of cotton and rags buried in the cemetery of the Chang family." Corpse?"

Lan Wangji had just received the corpse, weighed its weight, and realized something was fishy, and said, "It's not entirely false."

Wei Wuxian touched the body all over and found that its limbs were all limp, with only the chest and abdomen feeling solid. After tearing off the clothes and taking a look, sure enough, the torso was a real torso, and the rest of the parts were all fake.

The head and limbs made of cotton wool are used to "deceive" the torso into thinking that it is still growing on the owner's body. Judging from the skin color and the broken surface of the left shoulder, it must be the torso of the good brother they are looking for. The gravedigger just now came to dig it up.

Wei Wuxian stood up and said, "It seems that the person who hid the corpse has noticed that we are investigating this matter, and came to move the torso in fear of being dug out by us. It's better to come early than to come by chance, and we happened to bump into him haha." But," he changed his tone: "Why is that foggy man who dug the grave so familiar with your family's swordsmanship?"

Obviously, Lan Wangji is also thinking about this matter, and the frost on his expression has not faded. Wei Wuxian said: "This man's cultivation level is quite high, high enough to support the consumption of a teleportation talisman. He cast spells on both his face and sword. It's understandable that he cast spells on his face, as he was afraid of being recognized. But generally, there is no need for an unknown monk to cast a spell on his sword to cover it up - unless his sword is somewhat famous or very famous in the world of cultivation, and many people will recognize his sword light, and the secret will be revealed as soon as he sacrifices it. , so I had to cover it up."

Wei Wuxian asked tentatively: "Hanguang-Jun, you just fought with him. Do you think he is someone you are familiar with?"

It would be inconvenient for him to say anything more specific. For example, Lan Xichen. Or, Lan Qiren.

Lan Wangji said firmly: "No."

Wei Wuxian was very confident in Lan Wangji's answer. He believed that Lan Wangji was not the kind of person who would hide the truth or dare not face the truth. Since he said no, it must not be. He didn't like lying either. According to Wei Wuxian, if Lan Wangji was asked to lie, he would rather cast a silence spell on himself and not speak. So Wei Wuxian immediately excluded these two people and said, "That would be even more complicated."

Lan Wangji put his torso into another double-layered evil-sealing Qiankun bag and put it away properly. The two walked around a few times and leisurely returned to the restaurant street.

As expected, that little guy kept his word. Most of the other restaurants on this street were closed, but their store's cover was still up and the lights were on. The waiter brought a big bowl to eat at the door. When he saw them, he said happily: "We're back! How about it? Our family keeps its word, right? Did you two see anything?"

Wei Wuxian responded with a smile, and sat back down with Lan Wangji in their same seats during the day.

The table at his feet was filled with wine jars, and he said: "By the way, where were we talking before? We were interrupted by the grave digger who suddenly jumped out. I still don't know how Chang Ping died. "

Lan Wangji continued to describe him in an extremely concise and straightforward manner.

Xue Yang, Xiao Xingchen, Song Lan and others left one after another, disappeared and died. Several years after the incident was revealed, one day, Chang Ping and his remaining family members all died overnight in Lingchi. . Moreover, Chang Ping's eyes were gouged out.

This time, no one can find out who the murderer is. After all, all the parties involved have disappeared. However, one thing is certain.

The swords owned by Ling Chi and the others were, after verification of the wounds, actually Xiao Xingchen's sword - Shuang Hua.

Wei Wuxian paused with a bowl of wine on his lips, and was stunned by this follow-up: "The one who was struck by Xiao Xingchen's sword? Was he the one who did it?"

Lan Wangji said: "Xiao Xingchen's disappearance has not yet been determined."

Wei Wuxian said, "If you can't find anyone alive, have you tried summoning spirits?"

Lan Wangji said: "I tried it. To no avail."

If there is no result, then either he is not dead, or his soul has disappeared. There are specialties in the art, and Wei Wuxian must express his opinion on this: "Summoning souls cannot be said with absolute certainty. The right time, place, and people are indispensable, and sometimes things go wrong. I guess many people think that Is this Xiao Xingchen's revenge? Hanguang-Jun, what about you? What do you think?"

Lan Wangji slowly shook his head and said, "We don't know the full picture, so we won't comment."

Wei Wuxian admired his attitude and principles very much and took a sip of wine with a smile. He then heard Lan Wangji say, "What do you think?"

Wei Wuxian said: "Ling Chi is a kind of torture, and it itself means 'punishment'. And gouging out the eyes makes people think of Xiao Xingchen who also had his eyes gouged out. So these people guessed that it was Xiao Xing It's understandable that Chen is seeking revenge, but," he thought about his words and said, "I don't think Xiao Xingchen wanted Chang Ping's thanks from the beginning to intervene in this matter. I..."

Before he could figure out what "I" was like, the waiter graciously brought over two plates of peanuts. Wei Wuxian was interrupted, so there was no need to continue. He looked up at Lan Wangji and smiled: "Hanguang-Jun, why are you looking at me like this? I'm fine. I don't know the whole story, so I won't comment. You are right, after understanding everything No one can judge anything without knowing the inside story and the whole story. I only asked for five jars, but you bought me five more jars. I'm afraid I won't be able to finish the drink by myself. How about you drink with me? Here again It's not because Yun Shen doesn't know where he is, so it's not against the rules, right?"

He was prepared to be rebuffed, but Lan Wangji said, "Drink."

Wei Wuxian clicked his tongue and said, "Hanguang-Jun, you have really changed. In the past, when I drank from a small jar in front of you, you were so cruel that you wanted to throw me over the wall and beat me. Now you are still in the room. The emperor laughs and drinks secretly."

Lan Wangji adjusted the hem of his clothes and said softly: "The emperor is laughing, I didn't move a single step."

Wei WuXian said, "If you don't want to drink it, then why are you hiding it and keeping it to give to me? Okay, okay, if you don't move it, you won't move it. Can't you believe it? I won't mention it. Come on. I must take a look. , how many glasses should a descendant of the Gusu Lan family, who never drinks alcohol, pour."

He poured a bowl for Lan Wangji. Lan Wangji took it and drank it without thinking. Wei Wuxian was inexplicably excited, staring at his face to see when he would blush. Unexpectedly, after staring for a long time, Lan Wangji's face and expression remained unchanged at all, and his light-colored eyes stared at him calmly - there was no change at all!

Wei Wuxian was greatly disappointed and was about to encourage him to drink another bottle. Suddenly, Lan Wangji frowned and gently rubbed his brows. After a while, he rested his forehead on one hand and closed his eyes.

...Fell asleep?

...Fell asleep!

After drinking so much alcohol, most people should get drunk first and then go to sleep. How could Lan Wangji skip the step of getting drunk and go straight to sleep? !

What he wants to see is the "Drunk" section!

Wei Wuxian waved to Lan Wangji, who looked serious and upright even when he was sleeping, and clapped his hands in his ear. Should not.

It was actually poured from one bowl.

Wei Wuxian didn't expect this to happen. He patted his legs, thought for a moment, put Lan Wangji's right hand around his neck, and dragged him away from the wine shop.

He had already become extremely skilled at touching Lan Wangji's belongings. He took out the money bag, found an inn and asked for two rooms. He sent Lan Wangji into one of them, took off his boots, and covered him with a quilt. Go out while the night is dark.

Walking to a remote place in the wilderness, Wei Wuxian pulled out the bamboo flute from his waist, brought it to his lips, played a tune, and then waited quietly.

During these days, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji faced each other every day and had no time to be alone. He also couldn't summon Wen Ning. In addition to the previous half-hidden identity, there are other reasons.

Wen Ning had Gusu Lan's life in his hands. Even if Lan Wangji was very kind to him, Wei Wuxian couldn't just summon Wen Ning in front of him. In other words, it was precisely because Lan Wangji was so kind to him that Wei Wuxian had no shame in summoning Wen Ning in front of him. No matter how thick-skinned he is, he is not thick-skinned for this kind of thing.

When I came back to my senses, I could hear the eerie "ding-ding-ding-ding" sound in my ears.

Wen Ning's figure with his head lowered appeared in the shadow of the city wall ahead.

He was dressed in pitch black, melting into the darkness around him. Only his eyes without pupils were dazzlingly white and hideous.

Wei Wuxian put his hands on his hands and walked slowly around him.

Wen Ning moved, as if he wanted to follow his footsteps and spin in circles. Wei Wuxian said, "Stand still."

Then he stood still. That delicate face seemed even more melancholy.

Wei Wuxian said, "Hands."

Wen Ning stretched out his right hand. Wei Wuxian grabbed his wrist and lifted it up, carefully examining the iron rings and chains locked on his wrist.

This is no ordinary iron chain. Wen Ning was extremely violent when he went crazy and could twist steel into mud with his bare hands, so he would never let it drag him down like this. It was probably a pair of iron chains specially made to imprison Wen Ning.

Crushing bones and scattering ashes?

Even the remaining parts of the Yin Tiger Talisman have to be restored with great effort. Of course, some aristocratic families covet the Ghost General, so how can they be willing to scrape the bones and spread the ashes?

Wei Wuxian sneered, stood next to Wen Ning, thought for a moment, and slowly put his hand in his hair and pressed it.

Those who keep and lock Wen Ning must not let him think on his own. To make him obey other people's orders, Wen Ning's sanity would have to be destroyed, and something would be planted in his head. Sure enough, after three presses, Wei Wuxian pressed a hard little spot on a certain acupuncture point on the right side of his head. He put his other hand on the symmetrical place on the left side of Wen Ning's head. There was a small hard object of the same kind, which seemed to be something like the tail of a needle.

Wei Wuxian pinched the ends of the needles at the same time and slowly pulled out two black spikes from Wen Ning's head.

These two black nails, about an inch long and as thick as the red rope that ties a jade pendant, were buried deep in Wen Ning's head. The moment the nail came out of his skull, Wen Ning's facial features trembled slightly, and a layer of black bloodshot things appeared in the whites of his eyes, as if he was trying his best to endure the pain.

Even though he is a dead person, he can still feel "pain".

Those two nails were engraved with detailed and complicated patterns, and they must have been of extraordinary origin. The person who made them was quite capable. If Wen Ning wanted to recover, it would have to wait for a long time. Wei Wuxian put them away, looked down at the iron chains on Wen Ning's wrists and ankles, and thought to himself, there was no way to keep them clinking on his body, he had to find a fairy sword to cut them off.

The first thing he thought of was naturally Lan Wangji's Bichen. Although it would be inappropriate to use the Lan family's sword to help Wen Ning cut off the chains, it was the easiest sword he could get, and Wen Ning couldn't be left with such a burden on him.

Wei Wuxian thought to himself, "That's it. I'll go back to the inn now. If Lan Zhan is awake, I won't borrow it. If Lan Zhan is still asleep, I'll borrow it from Bichen."

Having made up his mind, he turned around. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, Lan Wangji was standing behind him.