One day, Chang Ping, the head of the Chang family in Liyang, went out for a night hunt with a few family members for more than half a month, and suddenly received bad news on the way, and rushed back. After mourning, he only found out that his family's protective array had been maliciously broken, and a group of vicious evil spirits had entered, but other than that, he was confused.
The original tragedy of a small family is limited to those who know, but the situation was special, the sun shot the journey has long fallen, mass grave siege just ended, the situation is barely stable on the surface, suddenly broke out this matter, immediately in the Xuanmen hundred families in a furore, there are many sensationalists rumored to be the old ancestor Wei Wu Xian Yi Ling reincarnation of revenge, but there is no evidence, no way to catch the culprit. Xiao Xingduan of course will not sit idly by, immediately took the initiative to undertake this matter, for Chang Ping to find the truth. A month later, finally found out the murderer of the family.
The name of the murderer is Xue Yang.
This Xue Yang, younger than Xiao Xingduan, is an uncompromising teenager. However, his badness will never be tempered by his young age. He has been a well-known hooligan in the Kui state area since he was fifteen years old, with a smile, vicious methods and cruel personality, and everyone in Kui state turned pale when talking about Xue. When he was young and living in the streets, it seems that he had some bad blood with Chang Ping's father, which he remembered for several years. Out of revenge and some other reasons, prompted him to do this tragic case.
After Xiaoxingduan found out the truth, he crossed three provinces and caught Xue Yang, who was still at liberty to fight with people, and took advantage of the fact that the Lanling Jin Clan was holding a talkfest at its immortal residence, the Golden Lin Terrace, where all the major clans were discussing the law and twisted him before the public to clarify the situation and demanded severe punishment.
He listed the evidence clearly, and the majority of the families did not object, only one family strongly opposed. That was the Lanling Jin Clan.
Wei Wu Xian said: "To oppose in such a situation is to risk the world. Could it be that this Xue Yang is the red person in front of Jin Guangshan?"
Lan Qiqi said, "Guest Secretary."
Wei Wu Xian said, "He is a guest secretary? The Lanling Jin Clan was already ranked among the four great families, why would they hire a small rascal as a guest secretary?"
Lan forgetting machine said, "This is the second connection."
He gazed into Wei Wu Xian's eyes and slowly said, "Because of the Yin Tiger Talisman."
Wei Wuxian's heart jerked up into mid-air.
The three words "Yin Tiger Talisman" were by no means unfamiliar to him. On the contrary, no one was more familiar with it than him.
This was the most terrifying and, at the same time, the one that everyone wanted the most out of all the magic treasures he had refined during his lifetime.
The tiger talisman is for ordering, as the name implies, the person who has this tiger talisman can order the corpse ghosts and evil spirits to do their bidding.
When Wei Wu Xian made it, he didn't think too much about it. With his own spirit to control the corpse puppets and evil spirits, there is always a time of fatigue. He remembered that he had seen a rare iron essence in the belly of a demon beast, so he took it and cast it into a tiger talisman.
But after the tiger talisman was cast and used only once, Wei Wu Xian found that something was wrong.
The power of the Yin Tiger Talisman was far more powerful and terrifying than he had originally expected. He originally wanted to use it as a support, but who knew that its power had the momentum of vaguely overpowering him as the maker. Moreover, this thing does not recognize its owner. In other words, as long as someone gets it, no matter who that person is, good or evil, enemy or friend, in whose hands it is, it will be used for whoever.
The disaster has been forged, Wei Wu Xian did not think of destroying it, but the tiger talisman is not easy to forge, and difficult to destroy, extremely energy and time consuming. And at that time he had a vague sense of his own situation is not good, sooner or later everyone will be punished, the Yin Tiger talisman has a great deterrent effect, based on this magic treasure, others do not dare to easily move him, so he left it for the time being, only the tiger talisman divided into two, so that it can only function when combined, and never easily used.
He has only used it twice in total, and each time blood flowed into the river. The first time was in the March of the Shooting Sun. After using it the second time, he finally made up his mind and completely destroyed half of the Tiger Talisman. And before the other half was destroyed, the Great Siege of the Mass Graves came. What happened after that was out of his hands.
He asserted that even if the family that grabbed it offered it up to burn incense and worship day after day, only half of the Yin Tiger Talisman was just a piece of scrap iron. And blue forgetfulness machine told him something amazing: this Xue Yang, seems to be able to spell out the other half of the Yin Tiger talisman!
Xue Yang was extremely young, but very smart, and a very evil heretic. Lan Ling Jin discovered that he could probably piece together the other half based on the remaining half of the tiger talisman. Although the recovered piece that was pieced together could not be used for long and was not as powerful as the original, it could already cause very terrible consequences.
Wei Wuxian understood: "The Lanling Jin Clan still wants to keep Xue Yang to continue restoring the Yin Tiger Talisman for them, so they must take sides with him."
Perhaps, Xue Yang exterminated the Chang Clan, not all to revenge for the gap of bullying the poor, perhaps he is taking the lives of several people|living test, he is restoring the Yin Tiger talisman, how powerful!
No wonder the rumors link the extermination case to him. Wei Wu Xian could almost imagine how those cultivators were gnashing their teeth: "This Wei Wu Xian! If he hadn't made such things, the earth wouldn't have suffered so much misery!!!"
Picking up the conversation, back to the Golden Lin Platform.
Although the Lanling Jin clan is bent on protecting Xue Yang, Xiao Xingduan is soft and hard. The stalemate between the two sides finally alerted Nie Mingjue, who was not involved in the talk, causing him to fly from elsewhere to the Golden Lin Platform and rush to intervene.
Although Nie Mingjue is the junior of Jin Guangshan, he is a stern person and will not tolerate or condone anything. He reprimanded Jin Guangshan and made him lose face, so he was speechless. Nie Mingjue, who had a violent temper, drew his sword on the spot and wanted to kill Xue Yang. His righteous brother, Jin Guangyao, came forward to intervene, but he ordered him to get lost and scolded him, and he hid behind Lan Xichen, not daring to make a sound. In the end, Lan Ling Jin could not but give in.
Xue Yang had been emboldened after being caught by Xiao Xingduan on the Golden Lin Platform. He was smiling even when Nie Mingjue's knife was pressed to the side of his neck. Before he was set down, he even said to Xiao Xingduan very affectionately, "Taoist Master, don't forget me. We'll see."
Hearing this, Wei Wuxian knew that this "we'll see" would definitely make Xiao Xingduan pay a painful price.
Although the Jin family of Lanling is worthy of being the most thick-skinned family, although the Jin Lin stage promised to clean up Xue Yang in front of the hundred families, once Nie Mingjue was not in sight, he quickly put Xue Yang into the dungeon and sentenced him to imprisonment for life. Nie Mingjue was furious when he learned of this and again applied pressure, and the Lanling Jin clan pulled and pulled, just refusing to hand over the man. The other clans all held hands to watch the show, but who knew that not long after, Nie Mingjue died of a fire.
He was able to cultivate faster than all the generations of family heads of the Qinghe Nie Clan, and died earlier than all the generations of family heads.
With the most difficult person gone, the Lanling Jin Clan became more and more unscrupulous and had more crooked ideas. Jin Guangshan began to find ways to bring Xue Yang out of prison, to continue to recover the Yin Tiger talisman, and to explore the mysteries.
But this kind of thing is not honorable after all. To bring up a murderer from the dungeon, without a proper name, that can not be.
So, they turned their attention to Chang Ping.
The company's main goal is to make the family's family members to be the best in the world.
When Xiao Xingduan heard the news and came to the door to inquire, Chang Ping helplessly said to him, "What else can I do but this? If we don't bear down, the rest of our family will have no way to live. Thanks a lot, but ... please don't help me anymore. Now you help me again, you are hurting me. I don't want the Liyang Chang family to be extinct in this way."
Just like that, a tiger returned to the mountain sung.
Wei Wu Xian was silent.
If he was Chang Ping, no matter how Lanling Jin's is the number one family, no matter who promised him such a bright future and glory, he would never let go of a word. On the contrary, he wants to personally visit the dungeon at night, Xue Yang cut alive into a puddle of mush, and then recall him to cut again and again until he regrets being born in this world.
But not everyone is the kind of nature that he would rather die with. The Chang family still has a few family members alive, and Chang Ping is still young, without a wife or children, and has just embarked on the path to immortality. Whether he threatens with the lives of his surviving family members, or with his future and cultivation, he must consider it carefully.
After all, he is not Chang Ping himself, can not replace his righteous indignation, let alone replace his fears and suffer these physical and mental torture.
And after Xue Yang was released, he did once again launch his revenge. But this time, he did not retaliate on Xiaoxingduan himself.
Xiao Xingduan came out of the mountain alone and had no relatives, only a good friend called Song Lan, whom he met after he came down from the mountain. This Song Lan was also a famous Taoist priest at that time, who was proud and had a good reputation. Both of them wanted to establish their own sects, and they were light on their blood lineage, and heavy on their like-mindedness, so it can be said that they were close friends and had similar interests. The people of the time gift: the moon and the wind Xiao Xing dust, proud of the snow and frost Song Zichen.
Xue Yang then picked this side of the attack, the same trick again, Song Lan grew up to learn the art of the White Snow View extinguished a clean, and sneak the secret, with poison powder blinded Song Lan's pair of eyes.
This time he extinguished the door out of experience, do a very sharp, no clues left behind. Although everyone knows for sure that he did, but know what law? There is no evidence. In addition, the golden light good deliberately cover, anger has a thunderbolt of power of the red Feng Zun has also passed away, it is surprising that no one has a way to take him.
Hearing this, Wei Wu Xian suddenly a little strange: blue forget machine although seemingly indifferent do not want to council, but Wei Wu Xian past understanding of him, his cynicism, not less than Nie Huaisang that big brother. When the Lanling Jin's did not do well, blue forget machine never stinted to speak frankly, to this day, also do not go to his family's invitation to talk, not at all support. If two such bad massacres happened in a row, the news must have spread all over the city, and Blue Forget Machine would never sit idly by, why didn't he go to cure this Xue Yang?
Just about to ask, he remembered, blue forget machine on the body of the whip marks.
A disciplinary whip on the body is very life-threatening, blue forgetfulness machine if you make any big mistake, suffer so many whips, must be several years will be grounded not allowed to go out. I'm afraid that the years in question were when he was being punished, or was recovering from his injuries. No wonder he only said he "heard something".
Wei Wuxian's heart was inexplicably concerned about those wounds, but it was inconvenient to ask directly, so he had to hold it down and said, "Then this Daoist Master Xiao Xingduan, how did it go?"
Later, of course, can only end badly. Xiao Xingduan left the mountain when he left his teacher and swore never to return. He was very serious about his promise, but Song Lan was blind and badly injured, so he broke his vow and carried Song Lan back to Mount Huo's place and asked his master to save his friend.
He agreed to his request for the sake of his master and disciple. Xiao Xingduan then left the mountain and never knew where he was.
After another year, Song Lan also left the mountain. The world was amazed that his eyes, which had been completely blind at the beginning, had regained their sight, but in fact, it was not because of the excellent medical skills of the Mountain Master, but because Xiao Xingduan ... had cut out his own eyes and returned them to Song Lan, who had suffered from him.
Song Lan would have liked to take revenge on Xue Yang, and at this time, Jin Guangshan had died, and Jin Guangyao took over the helm of Lanling Jin and was sent to the position of immortal governor. In order to show the new man a new style, he cleaned up Xue Yang as soon as he came to power, no longer mentioning the restoration of the Yin Tiger talisman, and made all kinds of remedial and pacifying measures to save his reputation and silence the rumors. Song Lan traced the trail of his former friend and went, at first could also hear where he went again, later, also no news. In addition, the Chang family of Liyang is a small and unknown family, so many things will gradually disappear in the dust.
After listening to this long story, Wei Wu Xian gently exhaled a breath, a pang of regret: "because of a matter that has nothing to do with itself, to such a fate, is really ... if Xiao Xingduan was born a few years earlier, or I died a few years later, things would not be like this. If I were alive, this kind of thing would not be ignored. This kind of person will not be able to make friends with him!
Then he laughed and laughed, and secretly laughed at himself: "What do I care? How can I care? If I was still alive at that time, maybe the case of the extermination of the Chang family in Liyang would not even need to be investigated, and it would be directly attributed to me. This Daoist Master Xiaoxingduan met me on the way, I accosted him to get close, invited him to drink, he might have used the dust to beat me, haha."
They had already walked past the permanent residence and reached a cemetery not far from here. Wei Wu Xian saw the dark red word "Chang" on the pagoda and asked, "Why did Chang Ping die later? Who lynched the surviving members of his family?"
Blue forget machine has not yet answered, at this moment, slightly blue twilight, there is a "bang bang bang" the sound of tapping on the door.
This sound is like a door slamming, but not in the door. The force is very hard, very sharp, a moment without stopping. Muffled, it seems to be separated by a layer of things.
The two of them both face a stare.
Liyang Chang's more than fifty mouths, at the moment lying in their coffins, tapping on their coffin lids from the inside. Just like that night when they were scared alive, frantically tapping on the door, but never waiting for someone to open it.
That's what the guy at the liquor store said - the sound of the coffin tapping at the Chang family cemetery!
But the fellow said that the haunting was ten years ago, and now it has long stopped, how can they just come to shoot up again?
Wei Wu Xian and Blue Forgetting Machine coincidentally collected their breath and stalked silently.
Leaning behind the pillars of the pagoda, they both saw that a hole had appeared in the center of the cemetery, amidst a sea of tombstones.
A hole that was dug extremely deep, with dirt piled up next to the hole, which had just been dug. There was a soft sound coming from the hole.
Someone was digging a grave.
The two men quietly held their breath and waited for the man in the hole to come out on his own.
Less than half an incense, from the dug grave, lightly leaped up to two people.
Thanks to Wei Wu Xian and blue forget machine eyesight is good enough to see that these are two people. Because these two people are like Siamese twins, one on the back of the other, closely together, and both dressed in black, it is extremely difficult to distinguish.
The one who jumped up stood with his back to them, with long arms and legs. The one he was carrying was drooping with his head and limbs, lifeless. But this is right, since it was dug up from the grave, it must be a dead person, lifeless is normal.
Just thinking about it, the gravedigger turned his head and saw them.
This person's face, actually shrouded in a dense black fog, so that people can not see his features and face!
Wei Wuxian knew that he must have cast some weird spell to hide his face, but Lan Forgetting Machine had already sacrificed the dust, swept into the cemetery and fought with him. The tomb digger reacted quickly, saw the blue sword aura of the dust avoidance attack, squeezed a sword trick, also summoned a sword aura. However, this sword manslaughter and his face, the same, by the roll of black mist entangled, can not see exactly what color, what aura. The gravedigger was carrying a corpse on his back and had a strange sparring posture. The two sword manners met several times, blue forgetfulness machine summoned back to avoid the dust, held in his hand, his face quickly crawled with a layer of cold frost.
Wei Wuxian knew why he suddenly looked bitterly cold. Because just now that exchange of blows, even he, an outsider can clearly see, this grave digger, very familiar with blue forget machine's sword technique!
The first time I saw him, I was able to get to the bottom of the room. The grave digger backed up, seemingly knowing that he was no match for Blue Forgetting Machine with a dead man on his back, and that he would be captured alive if he continued to fight, suddenly fished out a dark blue talisman seal from his waist.
Teleportation talisman!
This kind of talisman can teleport a person to a thousand miles away in a moment, but at the same time, it will also consume a lot of spiritual energy, and the user will have to spend a long time to recover his vitality. Therefore, although it is the most precious product, but few people use it. When Wei Wu Xian saw him trying to escape, he hurriedly struck his palm twice, knelt down on one knee and slammed a fist into the ground.
The force of this punch penetrated through the layers of dirt and went straight to the depths of the soil, penetrating the thick lid of the coffin and giving the dead trapped in it an almost frantic stimulation. Four bloody arms rose from the ground and grabbed the gravedigger's left and right legs!
The gravedigger was not impressed, and his spiritual power poured into his feet, shaking away the four corpse arms. Wei Wuxian pulled out his bamboo flute, and the sharp and mournful tune tore through the descending night. Two heads broke out of the tomb, and their entire bodies followed them, crawling up the gravedigger's legs, snaking around his body, and opening their mouths to bite down on his neck and arms.
The gravedigger grunted disdainfully, as if to say "a small skill", and his spiritual power went throughout his body, but this time, after he had shaken out his spiritual power, he suddenly realized that he had been fooled.
He shook the corpse he was carrying on his back and sent it flying too!
Wei Wuxian clapped the stele and laughed wildly. The other hand was holding up the dust and stabbing at it. The grave digger saw that what he had just dug out had been snatched away, and he could not even fight alone against Blue Forget Machine, not to mention that there was another person who was causing mischief, so he dared not stay any longer and dropped the teleportation talisman to his feet.
Wei Wuxian had known that the grave digger had a teleportation talisman in his hand, and even if he had caught him, he could still find a chance to escape. Leaving the body he dug up, he had already left a clue, and did not feel sorry for it, and went over to Blue Forgetting Machine and said, "Look who he dug up."
This look he was slightly surprised. The corpse's head had actually broken. And the broken place revealed not what blood and flesh brain pulp, but a clump of slightly blackened cotton wool.
Wei Wuxian yanked off the head of the corpse, carrying the very delicate dummy head, said: "What is this. The Chang family's cemetery buried a fake corpse made of cotton and rags?"
Blue forgetting machine just received the corpse, weighed its weight, knew its strange, said: "Not all fake."
Wei Wu Xian touched the corpse all over and found that its limbs were soft and collapsed, only the chest and abdomen had a hard and solid feeling. Tore the clothes to see, indeed, the torso is the real torso, the rest of the parts, all fake.
The head and limbs made of cotton wool are used to "deceive" the torso, so that it thinks it is still growing on the master. Look at the skin color and the fractured surface of the left shoulder, must be the torso of the good brother they were looking for. That gravedigger just now, surprisingly, came to dig it up.
Wei Wuxian got up and said: "It seems that the person who hid the corpse has noticed that we are investigating this matter and came over to transfer the torso for fear of being dug up by us. It's better to come early than late, and we just happened to bump into them haha. But," he turned his tone: "How come the fog-faced man who dug up the tomb is so familiar with your family's sword technique?"
Apparently, Blue Forgetting Machine is also thinking about this matter, the layer of frost on the expression still has not faded away. Wei Wuxian said: "This person's cultivation level is quite high, high enough to support the consumption of using a teleportation talisman. He cast a spell on both his face and sword. It's understandable to cast a spell on the face, for fear of being recognized. But generally unknown cultivator, there is no need to cast a spell on the sword to cover up - unless his sword, a bit famous in the cultivation world, or very famous, many people recognize his sword aura, once sacrificed will be exposed, so had to cover up."
Wei Wuxian tentatively asked, "Hanguangjun, you have just fought with him, do you think, is he someone you are very familiar with?"
More specific words he was not at liberty to say. For example, Lan Xichen. Or, Lan Qiren.
Blue Forgetfulness affirmed, "No."
Wei Wu Xian was confident in Lan Zhiji's answer. He thought that Lan Zhiji was not the kind of person who would cover up the truth or dare not face the truth. Since he said no, then it must not be. He doesn't like to lie either. According to Wei Wu Xian, if he let Lan Zhiji lie, he would rather cast a gag spell on himself and not speak. So Wei Wu Xian immediately ruled out these two people and said, "Then it's even more complicated."
Blue forgetfulness put the torso into another double-layered evil-sealing Qiankun bag and put it away properly, and the two of them circled around a few times and leisurely turned back to the restaurant street.
The little fellow really is a man of his word, seven out of ten other restaurants on this street are closed, but their front is still up and the lights are on. The guy was at the door with a big bowl of rice, and when he saw them, he said, "You're back! How's it going? Our family's word is good, right? Have you seen anything?"
Wei Wuxian smiled and answered a few words, and sat back with Lan Zhiji in the daytime seat.
The table at his feet, are piled up with wine jars, said: "Right, where did we go before? Interrupted by that suddenly jumped out of the grave digging. I still don't know how Chang Ping died."
Blue forgetting machine then continued to use words extremely concise flat out to him.
Xue Yang, Xiao Xingduan, Song Lan and others left one after another, missing, dead, several years after the matter was revealed, one day, Chang Ping and the rest of his family, all died overnight in a lingering death. And, Chang Ping's pair of eyes were also gouged out.
This time, no one can find out who the killer is, after all, the parties involved have all disappeared. However, there is one thing that can be determined.
The sword that lynched them, the empirical evidence of the wound, is Xiao Xingduan's sword - Frosty.
Wei Wu Xian a bowl of wine stopped at his mouth, for this follow-up stunned: "by Xiao Xingduan's sword lingering? Is he the one who did it?"
Blue forgetfulness machine said: "Xiao Xingduan disappeared, not yet determined."
Wei Wuxian said, "If you can't find a living person, have you tried to recruit a soul?"
Blue forget machine said: "Tried. No results."
No results, then either not dead, or the soul has been scattered body disappeared. There are specialties in the art, Wei Wu Xian must comment on this: "Recruiting the soul of such a thing, can not be said to be very absolute, the timing and location of the people and the lack of one, sometimes can be wrong. I guess many people think it's Xiao Xingduan's revenge, right? What about you, Hammerhead? What do you think?"
Blue forgetfulness slowly shook his head and said, "I don't know the whole picture, so I won't comment."
Wei Wu Xian appreciated this attitude and principle of his and took a sip of wine with a smile. Then he heard Blue Forgetting Machine say, "What do you think?"
Wei Wu Xian said, "Lynching is a kind of torture, which itself means 'punishment'. And gouging out the eyes, it is hard not to remind people of Xiao Xingduan who also gouged out both eyes. So there is no excuse for these people to speculate that it is Xiao Xingduan who is taking revenge, but," he thought about the wording for a moment and said, "I think, from the beginning, Xiao Xingduan did not want Chang Ping's gratitude before stepping forward to intervene in this matter. I ..."
He had not yet thought about how "I" exactly, the fellow was very attentive to send up two plates of peanut rice. Wei Wu Xian was interrupted, just do not have to continue. He raised his eyes to look at the blue forgetfulness machine, and laughed: "Hanguangjun, what are you looking at me like that for? I'm not doing anything. I don't know the whole picture either, so I won't comment on it either. You are right, no one can judge anything until they know all the facts and circumstances. I only asked for five altars, but you bought me five more, so I'm afraid I can't drink them all by myself. How about you drink with me? This is not a place where the clouds are deep, it is not forbidden, right?"
He was prepared to be rebuffed, but Lan forgot to say, "Drink."
Wei Wu Xian tsked, "Hanguangjun, you have really changed. In the past, when I drank a small jar in front of you, you were so mean that you had to throw me over the wall and beat me. Nowadays you still hide the Heavenly Son's smile in the house and drink it secretly."
Blue forgetfulness machine straightened his lapel and said in a light voice: "I haven't touched a single jar of Tianzi Xiaoxiao."
Wei Wu Xian said: "If you don't drink it, then why are you hiding it, and keep it for me? Okay, okay, I didn't move, I believe you. I won't mention it anymore, come on. I must see, drop of alcohol does not touch the Gusu blue son, in fact a few cups down."
He poured a bowl for Blue Forget Machine, who took it without thinking, and poured it down. Wei Wu Xian was excited and stared at his face to see when he would blush. Who knows, after staring for a while, the face and look of Blue Forget Machine was half unchanged, his light-colored eyes gazed at him calmly - no change at all!
Wei Wu Xian was greatly disappointed and was about to encourage him to drink another altar when suddenly, Lan Zhiji frowned and gently rubbed his brow. After a few moments, a hand on the forehead, closed his eyes.
... fell asleep?
... fell asleep!
Generally after drinking so much wine, people should first get drunk and then sleep. How can blue forget machine skip the step of drunkenness, directly to sleep?
What he wants to see is the "drunk" section!
Wei Wuxian waved his hand at Blue Forget Machine, who was sleeping with a serious and upright face, and clapped his hands in his ears. No response.
It was actually a bowl down.
Wei Wu Xian did not expect this situation, patted his legs, thought for a moment, put the right hand of blue forget machine ring on his neck, dragging and dragging racked him out of the small wine store.
He touched blue forget machine on the body of things have long been touched skillful, took the money bag, looking for an inn to ask for two rooms, send blue forget machine into one of them, took off his boots, covered with a quilt, while the night went out.
When he arrived at a deserted place, Wei Wuxian pulled out his bamboo flute, brought it to his lips and blew out a tune, then, quietly waited.
During this period, Wei Wu Xian and Lan Forgetting Machine were opposite each other day after day, and there was no time to be alone. He was also unable to summon Wen Ning. In addition to the previous identity half concealed, there are other reasons.
Wen Ning has the life of the Gusu Blue Clan on his hands, even though Lan Qi Qi is very good to him, Wei Wu Xian can not just summon Wen Ning in front of him. Or rather, it is because Blue Forget Machine is very good to him that Wei Wu Xian has no face to summon Wen Ning in front of him. He is thick-skinned, but not in this kind of thing.
When he came back to his senses, his ears had already heard that ghastly "ting ting ting".
Wen Ning's figure, with his head down, emerged in the shadow of the city wall in front of him.
He was all in black, dissolved in the darkness beside him, only pupil-less eyes, white to the point of blinding, white to the point of hideous.
Wei WuXian negative hands, around him slowly walked a circle.
Wen Ning moved, seemingly wanting to follow his pace in a circle, Wei Wu Xian said: "Stand still."
He then honestly stood still. The clear face seemed more melancholy.
Wei WuXian said: "Hand."
Wen Ning stretched out a right hand. Wei Wu Xian caught his wrist and lifted it up, carefully examining the iron ring and chain locked on his wrist.
This is not an ordinary iron chain. Wen Ning was extremely irritable when he was mad and could twist steel into mud with his bare hands, so he would not let it drag on his body like this. I'm afraid it's a pair of chains specially built to confine Wen Ning.
Bone bruising?
Even the remnants of the Yin Tiger talisman have to go to great lengths to recover, certain families certainly also coveted the Ghost General, how can they afford to raise the bones to ashes?
Wei Wu Xian sneered, stood to the side of Wen Ning, a little thought, reached out in his hair slowly pressed up.
The person who left and locked Wen Ning, necessarily can not let him think on his own. To make him obey the orders of the side, we must destroy Wen Ning's sanity and must plant something in his head. Sure enough, after three presses, Wei Wu Xian pressed a hard little spot on a certain acupuncture point on the right side of his brain. He put his other hand on the left side of Wen Ning's brain symmetrically, and there was a small hard point of the same kind, which seemed to be something like the end of a needle.
Wei Wuxian pinched both ends of the needle tail at the same time, and slowly moved his hand to pull out two long black nails from Wen Ning's skull.
These two black nails are about an inch long, as thick as the red rope tied to the jade pendant, buried deep in Wen Ning's skull. The nails out of the skull in a flash, Wen Ning's features slightly trembled, the whites of the eyes crawled with a layer of something like black blood, seems to be desperately trying to endure the pain.
Obviously a dead person, but still can feel the "pain" of such things.
The two nails are engraved with detailed and intricate patterns, the origin must be extraordinary, the person who made it is a bit of skill, if you want Wen Ning to recover, you have to wait for a long time. Wei Wu Xian put them away, looked down at the chains on Wen Ning's wrists and ankles, and thought, "It's not a good idea to keep dragging them around on your body, you have to find an immortal sword to cut them off.
His first thought, naturally, is the blue forgetfulness of the dust. Although it is a bit inappropriate to take the sword of the blue family to help Wen Ning cut the chains, but this is the easiest immortal sword he can get, and can not let Wen Ning a dragging such a pile of burden on the body.
Wei Wu Xian said: "So. I am now back to the inn, if Lan Zhan is awake, not to borrow. If Lan Zhan is still asleep, I will borrow to avoid dust to use."
He made up his mind, he then turned around. Who knows, once turned around, blue forgetfulness machine is standing behind him.