The first thing you need to do is to look at the table. The first time I saw this, Wei Wu Xian blinked and inexplicably wanted to be bad, and was about to make a joke when the sound of cracking suddenly came from the table.
They both got up and looked. Only to see the tealight and teapot shattered on the ground, a seal evil Qiankun bag lying in the white porcelain and flowing tea water. The surface of the bag drumming more than, seems to have something trapped inside, eager to come out.
This seal evil Qiankun bag although it seems to be only the size of the palm of your hand, but there is a strange use of storage, and the inside and outside of the double layer are embroidered with complex incantations, plus several layers of seals. Blue forget machine originally sealed the arm in the bag, pressed under the tealight on the table, now see it stirring, just remembered that the ensemble "Rest in Peace". Without the brief appeasement of their nightly ensemble, even if the suppressive power of this evil-sealing Qiankun bag was stronger, it alone could not trap the ghost hand.
Wei Wu Xian reached out to touch the bamboo flute at his waist, but felt an empty one. Turning his head, he saw that the bamboo flute was already in the hands of Blue Forgetting Machine, who lowered his head slightly and carved the bamboo flute intently for a while before handing it back. The bamboo flute was repaired by him, and the rough details such as the holes were much more refined.
The first thing you need to do is to play it properly."
The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you're doing. He stopped being deliberately evil and brought his bamboo flute to his lips in a serious manner. Who knows, after blowing two lines, the Qiankun bag suddenly grew several times bigger and stood up all of a sudden!
Wei Wu Xian "poof" blew a tone, said: "What, used to hearing ugly tunes, I blow a better sound it does not like?"
As if in response to him, seal the evil Qiankun bag fiercely flying towards Wei Wu Xian. The seven strings of the zither vibrated in unison, emitting a mountain crash of angry sound. The bag was repelled by the sound of the zither and fell back to its original position. Wei Wuxian continued to play as if nothing had happened, blue forget machine wrist force a soft, also followed the tune of "rest", turned to quiet and peaceful, and leisurely.
After the song is finished, the sealed evil Qiankun bag finally shrunk back to its original form, lying still. Wei Wuxian inserted the flute back and said, "These days it has never been so impatient today, like it was stimulated by something."
Blue forgetfulness nodded slightly, turned to him, and said, "And, it's something on you."
Wei Wu Xian immediately looked down at himself. There was only one extra thing on him today - the evil curse mark that had been transferred from Jin Ling's body.
The evil curse mark on Jin Ling's body was left at the stone fortress on the traveling ridge, and the ghost hand reacted strongly to this evil curse mark, does that mean ...
Wei Wuxian said, "Meaning, the walls of the Nie family's sword sacrifice hall may contain other parts of its body?"
Early the next morning, the two set out together to return to Xing Lu Ling.
Nie Huaisang was caught in flagrante delicto yesterday and gave away all his old secrets. Overnight, he summoned the family's inner circle of disciples to come and clean up the mess left by the intruders. When Wei Wuxian and Blue Forgetting Machine came up, he had just instructed people to fill the wall where Wei Wuxian had dug out the gold ling, and made up a new corpse into it, watching the white bricks being laid neatly layer by layer, and wiping sweat. I do not know a turn back, the soles of the feet a weak, compensate for the smile: "Hanguang Jun ... and this ..."
Wei Wuxian waved his hand and laughed: "Patriarch Nie, building walls?"
Nie Huai sa wipe sweat with a hand towel, are close to wipe off a layer of skin on the forehead: "Yes yes yes ..."
Wei Wu Xian very sympathetic three shyly said, "Sorry. I may have to trouble you to lay it again later."
Nie Huaisang: "Yes yes yes ... ah?! Wait!"
Before the words fell, the dust avoidance sheath came out. Nie Huaisang watched as the stone brick wall he had just patched up, cracked again.
Destruction is always easier than construction. Wei Wu Xian demolished the bricks with great speed, not knowing how many times faster than they laid the bricks. Nie Huaisang pinched the folding fan shivering, aggrieved tears are coming out of the eyes, but the gentleman standing next to him, nothing to say, he also did not dare to say anything. Blue forgetfulness machine to him briefly and concisely told the cause and effect, he immediately pointed to the sky and earth swear: "No! Absolutely not! The corpses used in our family's sword sacrifice hall are all intact limbs, there is absolutely nothing missing arm male corpse. Do not believe me together with the demolition of bricks to prove their innocence, but demolished must be filled back immediately, can not delay long, this is my family's ancestral tomb ..."
Several Nie family disciples joined, someone to work, Wei Wu Xian will withdraw, waiting to see the results. Half an hour later, the wall where Jin Ling had been buried, had been removed most of the stone bricks. Some of the disciples pulled up their masks, and some took secret red pills to prevent breathing and popularity induced necrophilia. The black mud occasionally revealed a pale hand, or a sinewy foot, and black hair full of tangled dirt. All male corpses were roughly cleaned and placed flat on the ground in rows.
Some of these bodies have been turned into white bones, some are in the process of decay, some are still very fresh, in a variety of ways, however, none of the limbs are complete. And did not find a man without a left arm corpse.
Nie Huaisang cautiously said: "It's enough to demolish this wall, right? Do we need to tear it down again? No need for that."
It was indeed enough. The evil curse marks on Jin Ling's body were extremely dark in color, and the thing that left it should have been buried very close to him at that time, and would never go beyond this wall. Wei Wu Xian squatted down by the row of corpses. After a few moments of contemplation, Blue Forgetting said, "Take the evil-sealing Qiankun pouch?"
Take the left hand out of the evil-sealing Qiankun pouch and let it identify itself here, which is not a bad way. However, if it is too close to other parts of its corpse, there is no guarantee that it will not provoke its excitement and trigger a more dangerous situation. And this location is very special, the Yin Qi is heavy, the level of danger doubled, so they carefully choose to come during the day. Wei WuXian shook his head and pondered: "Is this arm not a man's? No, a man's hand a woman's hand I can tell at a glance ... then could it be that its owner has three arms?!"
He was just amused by his own idea, blue forget machine and said: "legs."
After he mentioned it, Wei Wu Xian remembered that he had overlooked that the scope of the evil curse marks was only on the legs, and he was busy saying, "Take off your pants! Take off your pants!"
Nie Huaisang was horrified: "Why would you say such a shameful thing in front of Hanguang Jun!"
Wei WuXian said, "What's shameful about it, we're all men. Do me a favor and take off the pants of the corpses. No female corpses, only male corpses!" Saying that, he stretched out his magic claws to the waistband of the corpse's pants on the ground. Poor Nie Huaisang did not expect that yesterday he had given an account of his past, but today he had to take off the pants of the corpse in the ancestral hall of the sacrificial knife, and it was a male corpse, he only felt that after going down to the ground, he would be slapped by one of the ancestors of the Qinghe Nie clan, and his next life would be a crippled one. The good thing is that Wei Wu Xian's action was stopped by Lan Forgetting Machine, Nie Huaisang was just about to praise the worthy Hanguang Jun, then heard him say: "I'll do it."
Wei Wuxian said, "You'll do it? You really want to do this kind of thing?"
The corners of Lan Qiqi's eyebrows seemed to be faintly twitching, holding back something, and repeated, "Don't you move. I'll do it."
Nie Huaisang was the most frightened of all today, and this was the worst moment.
Blue forget machine of course not really hands to pull the corpse's pants, he only use the dust avoidance sword qi gently cut those corpse's clothing, revealing the skin inside. Some of the clothes do not need to scratch, has long been tattered. Within a few moments, he said, "Found it."
The crowd was busy looking toward the ground. Blue forget machine white boots side of the corpse, two thighs each with a faint coil. The stitches of flesh-colored fine thread were densely packed. There is a subtle difference between the skin color above the coil and below the coil. Obviously, the legs of this corpse and his upper body did not belong to the same person.
These two legs, surprisingly, had been sewn on!
Nie Huaisang was already jaw-dropping. Wei Wuxian asked, "Who picked the corpses that the Nie family used for sword sacrifice?"
Nie Huaisang said with a trance-like expression, "Generally, they are selected and hoarded by the successive family heads themselves during their lifetime. My elder brother went early, he did not save enough, I also helped him to select some ... as long as the corpses with all the five senses and limbs are intact I left. The rest I do not know ..."
This corpse is actually who is buried in the muddy water, ask him is bound to ask is not clear. From the person who provided the corpse, to the Qinghe Nie insiders, there are countless objects of suspicion. I'm afraid that only when we find all the limbs and put together the body and soul, we will know what is going on.
It was easy to separate the legs from the half of the male corpse, Wei Wuxian put them into a new evil sealing Qiankun bag, while saying to Lan forget machine: "This brother looks like he was divided into five horses. Not only is the body divided but also thrown everywhere, a piece here and there, this is to have a big hatred. Let's just pray that he is not cut too fragmented."
Although this farewell, Nie Huaisang still said "goodbye", but look at his face full of fear, I am afraid that this life does not want to "goodbye". The two left the road ridge, returned to the inn, to a safe place, then took out three copies of the limbs for careful comparison. Sure enough, the legs and the broken left hand had the same skin color, and if they were placed near each other, they would react strongly to each other, trembling, as if they wanted to be connected, but there was a part of the body missing in the middle, and there was no way to connect them. They must belong to the same person.
Except this is a tall, long limbs, strong body, and cultivation is very good man, the rest is still unknown, confusing. The good thing is that the ghost hand quickly pointed out the next direction: southwest.
Following its guidance, Wei Wu Xian and Blue Forgetting Machine came all the way to Li Yang.