Wei Wuxian left the donkey at the bottom of the mountain, walked over the remains of the stone wall, and walked up the mountain path. Not long after, a headless stone beast was seen. This stone beast weighed more than a thousand kilograms and guarded the mountain road for many years. It was covered with vine leaves and moss marks covered its depressions. The animal's head was chopped off with a heavy axe, thrown not far away, and smashed into powder as a demonstration. The face is brand new, revealing the snow-white stone gallbladder. After walking a little further, I encountered another statue that was also split in half from head to toe.
Wei Wuxian knew at a glance that these must be the stone beasts that were placed on the Feng Shui points of the mass grave by various families after his death. This kind of stone beast has the ability to suppress yin and exorcise evil spirits. It requires extremely high craftsmanship and is very expensive to make. Now I'm afraid that everything has been destroyed, and it's really a waste of natural resources.
Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji walked two steps side by side. When they accidentally turned around, they saw that Wen Ning had appeared.
He stood next to the stone beast, lowered his head and said, "Wen Ning? What are you looking at?"
Wen Ning pointed to the base of the stone beast.
This stone beast rests on a short, thick, round tree stump. Next to the short tree stump, there are three smaller and shorter tree stumps scattered, which seem to have been burned by the fire and are all charred black.
Wen Ning knelt on his knees, dug his fingers deeply into the earth, grabbed a handful of dark soil, held it in his hand, and whispered: "...Sister."
Wei Wuxian didn't know what to say, so he walked over and patted him hard on the shoulder.
In Wei Wuxian's life, two extremely painful years were spent in this place. He had no intention of revisiting his old place.
For Wen Ning, the mass grave is a place that will never be forgotten.
A gust of cold wind swept past, and the sea of trees rustled, as if thousands of small voices were whispering. Wei Wuxian listened attentively, knelt on one knee, leaned down, and softly murmured something to the ground beneath him. Suddenly, a part of the earth surface arched slightly.
Like a pale flower blooming from the black soil, a skeletal arm slowly emerged from the soil.
The small half of the skeleton arm was raised gracefully and feebly. Wei Wuxian stretched out a hand to hold it, his body lowered, and his long hair fell from his shoulders, covering half of his face.
He put his lips close to the skeleton's hand, whispered softly, and then fell silent, as if listening to something. After a while, he nodded slightly, then shrunk the hand into a bud, and burrowed back into the ground again.
Wei Wuxian stood up, brushed off the dirt under his body, and said, "In the past few days, more than a hundred people have been arrested one after another. They are all still alive at the top of the post. However, the arresters have all gone down the mountain. I don't know what they are. Whatever you want to do, just be careful."
The three of them walked further up and came across some dilapidated shacks standing beside the mountain road.
Most of these houses are small, with simple or even crude structures. You can tell at a glance that they were hastily built. Some have been burned down to only a shelf, and some have entire houses collapsed to one side. Some of the best-preserved houses have half of them smashed to pieces. After being exposed to wind and rain for more than ten years, without anyone taking care of them, they were all like ghosts in ragged clothes, lingering on, silently overlooking the people coming down the mountain.
Since going up the mountain, Wen Ning's steps have been extremely heavy. At this moment, standing in front of a house, he could no longer move.
This is a house he built with his own hands back then. Before he left, the house was still intact. Although it was simple, it was a complete shelter from the wind and rain, and was home to people he knew and cherished.
The so-called "things are what they are and people are not", after all, there is still "things are", but in this situation, I can't even think about people when I see things.
Wei Wuxian said, "Stop looking."
Wen Ning said: "...I have already thought that this would be the case. I just wanted to see if there was anything left..."
Before he finished speaking, a human figure suddenly stood up staggeringly in the dilapidated house.
The human figure staggered toward the outside of the house, its half-rotted face exposed in the thin sunlight. Wei Wuxian clapped his hands, but the walking corpse didn't notice anything was wrong and continued to walk towards them. Wei Wuxian calmly took two steps back and said, "He was controlled by the Yinhu Talisman."
The corpse puppet that has surrendered to him will no longer be controlled by the Yinhu Talisman. Similarly, the corpse puppet that has been controlled by the Yin Tiger Talisman will no longer obey his orders. The rules are simple and crude: first come, first served.
Wen Ning stepped forward, roared and ripped off its head. Then, low roaring sounds came from all directions, and forty or fifty walking corpses slowly walked out of the black forest. These walking corpses are of different ages, men and women. Most of them are very fresh and wearing shrouds. They are probably the corpses that have been lost in various places recently. Lan Wangji took out the guqin and played it with ease. The music spread out like ripples, and the corpses that had just surrounded them knelt in a circle. Wen Ning lifted up an extraordinarily tall male corpse with both hands and threw it several feet away. His chest was pierced by a sharp branch and it was stuck on the branch and struggling. Wei Wuxian said, "Don't get entangled with them, just go up the mountain!"
I don't know how many zombies Jin Guangyao has been frantically summoning with the Yin Tiger Talisman in the past few days. Wave after wave, the three of them retreated the corpses up the mountain. The closer they got to the top of the mass grave, the denser the corpses became. Above the towering black woods, the sound of the piano fills the sky, and crows fly around. After nearly an hour, they finally got a break.
Wei Wuxian sat on a damaged mountain stone beast and sighed, laughing at himself: "I used to use this thing against others, but today it's finally my turn for others to use this thing against me. Now I know that the Yin Tiger Talisman has How abominable. I would also want to kill the person who did this damn thing."
Lan Wangji put away his piano, pulled out a long sword from his sleeve, handed it to him, and said, "Defense yourself."
Wei Wuxian took it and saw that it was casual. After cutting the melon that day, he threw the sword away, and Lan Wangji put it away again. He unsheathed his sword, stared at the snow-white blade for a while, then inserted it back decisively, smiling and saying, "Thank you." He casually put it on his waist without any intention of using it. Seeing Lan Wangji staring at him, Wei Wuxian scratched his hair and explained, "I haven't used the sword for so many years that I'm not used to it." He sighed again and said, "Okay, actually, the real reason is that I'm like this now. My physical body and spiritual power are low, and even a top-grade sword cannot exert its due power. Therefore, it is up to Lord Hanguang to protect me, a weak man."
Lan Wangji: "…"
The weak man sat for a while and finally stood up, holding his knees. The three of them walked up for a while, and finally, at the end of the mountain path, they saw a cave with a dark entrance.
The height and width of this cave are more than five feet. Before I get closer, there are gusts of cold wind blowing in the distance, and it seems that I can still hear the faint moans of people.
According to legend, the lair of the ancestors of Yiling who killed people, refined corpses, and did extremely evil things—Fumo Cave.
The dome of the Demon-Conquering Cave is high and wide. The three of them held their breath and concentrated, sneaking into the cave. No one made any footsteps, but the voices coming from the depths of the cave became louder and more mixed.
Wei Wuxian, who knew the topography of the cave very well, walked at the front and made a stop gesture at a certain point.
The main cave was only separated by a wall from them. Through the hole in the stone wall, one could see a cave that could accommodate a thousand people. There were more than a hundred people sitting in the center, their hands and feet tightly bound by immortal ropes. Judging from the extremely young age of these more than 100 people, looking at their clothes and swords, they all turned out to be either high-ranking disciples or direct descendants of aristocratic families.
Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji looked at each other, but before they could talk in a low voice, suddenly, a young man sitting on the ground said: "If you ask me, you shouldn't have just stabbed him at that time, why didn't you just wipe him out?" neck?"
His voice was actually not loud, but the Demon-Conquering Cave was very empty, and the echoes buzzed as soon as he spoke, so he could hear clearly without eavesdropping. As soon as the young man spoke, Wei Wuxian felt that he looked slightly familiar. It took him a while to remember, wasn't this Jin Chan who had fought with Jin Ling that day?
Looking again, the young man with a cold face next to this disciple, who is it if it's not Jin Ling?
Jin Ling didn't even look at him and kept his head silent. A young boy next to him heard a loud gurgling sound in his belly and said, "They have been gone for several days. What do they want? Kill them or cut them into pieces. I would rather be bitten to death by a monster while hunting at night." I don't want to starve to death here!"
The young man chattering is none other than Lan Jingyi. Jin Chan said: "What else can you think of? He definitely wants to do what he did to Wen Gou in the Sun Shooting Campaign, refine us into his corpse puppets, and then use us to deal with our families. Let them be unable to do anything and let the enemies kill each other." He gritted his teeth and said: "Despicable Wei Gou, inhumane!"
Suddenly, Jin Ling said coldly: "Shut up."
Jin Chan was stunned: "You told me to shut up? What do you mean?"
Jin Ling said: "What do you mean? Are you deaf or stupid and can't understand people's words? Shut up, I just want you to stop making noise!"
After being tied up for so long, Jin Chan was already irritable and said angrily: "Why do you tell me to shut up?!"
Jin Ling said: "It's no use talking nonsense here. Can you break the rope if you talk a little more? It's annoying."
"you!!!"
Another young voice said: "We are trapped here now. There are so many walking corpses on the mountain who don't know when they will rush in. Are you going to quarrel at this time?"
The calmest voice was Lan SiZhui. Jin Chan said: "He was the one who went crazy first! Why, you can scold yourself, but you don't allow others to scold you?! Jin Ling, hey, who do you think you are? Do you think Lianfangzun is the Immortal Governor, and you will be the same from now on? I will If you don't shut up, I'll see you..."
With a "thud", Jin Ling's head suddenly hit him. Jin Chan screamed in pain and cursed: "If you want to fight, come with me! I'm in a rage. You have a mother but not a mother!"
After hearing this, Jin Ling became even more furious. He was tied up and it was difficult to do anything, so he used his elbows and knees to hit the opponent repeatedly, making the opponent scream. But he was alone, but Jin Chan was always cheering for him. When several teenagers saw that he was suffering a loss, they immediately shouted: "I'm here to help you!" They all gathered around him. Lan SiZhui was sitting nearby and was involuntarily involved in the torrent of group fights. At first he could barely advise everyone to "calm down, calm down", but after receiving a few elbow blows by mistake, he frowned in pain and his face It got darker and darker, and finally he yelled and simply joined the melee.
The three people outside could no longer stand it. Wei Wuxian took the lead and jumped onto the stone steps in front of the Demon-Conquering Cave, shouting, "Hey! Look here!"
His roar buzzed in the Demon-Conquering Cave, almost deafening. The teenagers who were wrestling together looked up. Lan SiZhui saw the familiar figure beside him and said happily: "HanGuang-Jun!"
Lan Jingyi yelled even louder: "Hanguang-Jun ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Jin Chan said in horror: "Why are you happy? They... they are in the same group!"
Wei Wuxian stepped into the Demon-Conquering Cave, unsheathed the sword and threw it back. A figure flashed out and caught the sword. It was Wen Ning. This group of children from aristocratic families roared and screamed again: "Ghost, ghost, ghost, general!"
Wen Ning raised his sword and slashed at Jin Ling. Jin Ling gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. Unexpectedly, his whole body relaxed and the rope that bound the immortals had been cut off by the sharp edge of his sword. Next, Wen Ning walked around the palace and cut off the ropes that bound the immortals. The children of the aristocratic family who were loosed by him had neither the option of escaping nor the option of staying. Inside were the ghost generals of the ancestors of Yiling and the righteous traitor Hanguang Jun, and outside were countless walking corpses waiting for food. They were in a dilemma, so they had to huddle in a corner of the cave and roll their eyes. Bu Zhuan stared at Wen Ning, who was walking around expressionlessly. Lan SiZhui's face was bright and he said, "Mo...Senior Wei. Are you here to save us? Didn't you send someone to capture us?"
Although it was a question, his face was full of complete trust and joy. Wei Wuxian felt warm in his heart, squatted down and rubbed his head, messing up his hair that was still meticulous after being in trouble for several days, and said, "Me? It's not like you don't know how poor I am, how can I get so much money to hire people?"
Lan SiZhui nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes. I knew this! I know that senior is really poor!"
"..."
Wei Wuxian said, "Be good. How many people are there on the other side? Is there an ambush around here?"
Lan Jingyi threw off the rope on his body and rushed to say: "There are many people on the other side! Their faces were covered with black mist and we couldn't see their faces clearly. They tied us up and left us here, as if they wanted us to fend for ourselves." . Oh oh oh there are a lot of zombies outside! They keep screaming!"
Bichen took out his sheath with a clang and cut the immortal rope that bound them. Lan Wangji sheathed his sword and said to Lan SiZhui, "Well done."
It means that Lan SiZhui can stay calm and trust them, which is a good job. Lan SiZhui quickly stood up and stood up straight in front of Lan WangJi. Before he could smile, Wei Wuxian said cheerfully, "Yeah, that's really good. SiZhui, you know how to fight."
Lan SiZhui suddenly blushed and said, "That, that was... just impulsive..."
Suddenly, Wei Wuxian noticed someone approaching and turned around, only to see Jin Ling standing behind them with his hands and feet stiff.
Lan WangJi immediately stopped in front of Wei Wuxian. Lan SiZhui stood in front of Lan WangJi and said cautiously: "Master Jin."
Wei Wuxian walked out from behind the two of them and said, "What are you doing? You're stacking one on top of another."
Jin Ling's expression was very strange. His fists were loosening and tightening, then tightening and loosening. He seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't. He just stared at Wei Wuxian's abdomen where he had stabbed him with his sword. . Lan Jingyi was shocked and said: "You, you, you! You don't want to stab him again, do you?"
Jin Ling's expression froze, and Lan SiZhui hurriedly said, "Jingyi!"
Wei Wuxian, with Jingyi on his left and Sizhui on his right, wrapped their hands around the necks of the two children and said, "Okay, let's get out of here quickly."
Lan SiZhui said: "Yes!"
The other teenagers in the corner were still huddled together and didn't dare to move. Lan Jingyi said, "Let's go? Do you still want to stay here?"
A young man frowned and said: "There are so many zombies outside, do you want us to go out... and die!"
Wen Ning said: "Sir, I will go out and drive them away."
Wei Wuxian nodded, and Wen Ning was blown out like a gust of wind. Lan SiZhui said: "The rope that binds the immortals has been untied. At worst, we will work together to fight out. If you don't leave, what if the corpses pour in after we leave later? Looking at the topography of this cave, wouldn't it be like catching a turtle in a jar?" "
After saying that, he pulled Lan Jingyi, and the two of them and several juniors from the Lan family followed Wen Ning and walked out. A group of teenagers looked at each other in confusion.
After a while, someone said: "Brother Si Zhui, wait for me!" He followed him and left together.
This young man was the little "passionate seed" who had burned paper money and shed tears for A-Qing in Yicheng. Others called him Zizhen, and he seemed to be the only son of the Baling Ouyang family. Several people followed one after another, all familiar faces from Yicheng last time. The remaining teenagers were hesitant at first, but when they saw that Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji were staring at them, they were frightened by the sight of either of them, so they had no choice but to go around. The one who fell last was actually Jin Ling.
Just as a large group of people were approaching the cave entrance, a figure was suddenly thrown in, creating a deep human-shaped hole in the cave wall.
The gray stone fell, and several juniors shouted from the front: "Ghost General!"
Wei Wuxian said, "Wen Ning? What's going on!"
Wen Ning reluctantly said: "...It's okay."
He fell down from the pit, stood up and silently put his broken arm back roughly. Wei Wuxian took a closer look and saw a young man in purple standing in front of the Demon-Conquering Cave with his hands down, purple electricity flowing under his hands. Aura. Wen Ning was brought into the palace just now by his whip.
Jiang Cheng.
No wonder Wen Ning had no intention of fighting back.
Jin Ling said: "Uncle!"
Jiang Cheng said coldly: "Jin Ling, come here."
From the dark forest behind him, various monks wearing different costumes slowly walked out. More and more monks gathered together. Roughly speaking, there were one or two thousand people. The dark mass surrounded the Demon-Conquering Cave. These monks, including Jiang Cheng, were all covered in blood and looked tired. The group of young people from aristocratic families rushed out of the Demon-Conquering Cave, shouting: "Dad!" "Aniang!" "Brother!" and swarmed into the crowd.
Jin Ling looked left and right, still hesitant and undecided. Jiang Cheng said sternly: "Jin Ling, why are you lingering? Why don't you come here? Do you want to die?"
Lan Qiren stood in front of the crowd. He looked much older, with streaks of gray appearing on his temples. He said: "Wangji."
Lan Wangji whispered: "Uncle."
But still did not stand back to him.
Lan Qiren couldn't understand it more clearly. This was Lan Wangji's unshakable and firm answer. He looked extremely disappointed and shook his head, and did not speak again to try to persuade.
A fairy in white clothes stood up, with tears in his eyes, and said: "Hanguang-Jun, what happened to you? You... you are no longer you. It was clear that you were at odds with him in the past. This is unacceptable. What method did Yiling Patriarch use to confuse you and make you stand on our opposite side?"
Lan Wangji ignored her. The fairy couldn't get an answer, so she could only say regretfully: "Even so, you are not a famous person!"
Wei Wuxian said, "You're here again."
Jiang Cheng said coldly: "Of course I will come."
Su She, carrying his seven-stringed guqin, also stood in front of the crowd and said leisurely: "If the ancestor of Yiling hadn't just come back, he was afraid that the world would not know about it, so he exhumed corpses and arrested people with great fanfare, I guess I wouldn't have been so quick. Just come to your lair again."
Wei Wuxian said, "I clearly saved these children from aristocratic families. Why are you not grateful to me and instead accuse me?"
Many people sneered and muttered, "The thief shouts to catch the thief." Wei Wuxian knew that arguing was futile, so he was not in a hurry. He sighed slightly and said, "However, the formation you came to this time seems a bit shabby, missing two important figures. I dare you to ask, what is the significance of such a grand event? Why didn't Lianfangzun and Zewujun come?"
Su She sneered and said, "Humph, the day before yesterday Lianfangzun was assassinated by an unknown person at Jinlintai. He was seriously injured. Mr. Zewu is still doing his best to treat him. Why do you ask questions knowingly?"
Hearing that Jin Guangyao was "seriously injured", Wei Wuxian suddenly remembered his heroic act of pretending to commit suicide when he attacked Nie Mingjue. He couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing. Su She's eyebrows sank slightly and he said, "Why are you laughing?"
Wei WuXian said, "It's nothing. I just feel that Lian Fangzun is often injured."
At this time, a small voice suddenly said: "Dad, I think it might not be him. Last time in Yicheng, he saved us. This time he seems to be here to save us too... "
He followed the voice and saw that it was Ouyang Zizhen who was speaking again. However, his father immediately rebuked his son: "Children, don't talk nonsense! Do you know what the occasion is? Do you know who that person is!"
Withdrawing his gaze, Wei Wuxian said calmly, "I understand."
He knew from the beginning that no matter what he said, no one would believe it. What he denies can be imposed; what he acknowledges can be distorted.
Originally, Lan Wangji's words were very important, but after getting involved with him, he may have become a target of public criticism. I thought that Lan Xichen was in charge of the family and could mediate, but unexpectedly, neither Lan Xichen nor Jin Guangyao showed up.
During the first mass grave siege that year, Jin Guangshan was the leader of the Lanling Jin family, and Jiang Cheng was the leader of the Yunmeng Jiang family. Lan Qiren was in charge of the Gusu Lan clan, and Nie Mingjue was in charge of the Qinghe Nie clan. The first two are the main ones, the last two are dispensable. Now that the head of the Lanling Jin family has not arrived, they have only sent people to accept the command of the Lan family; the Gusu Lan family is still dispatched by Lan Qiren; Nie Huaisang has taken his eldest brother's place, huddled in the crowd, still full of "I I don't know anything," "I don't want to do anything," "I'm just here to make up the numbers."
There was only Jiang Cheng, who was still the same Jiang Cheng who was full of rage and sinister, staring at him.
But.
Wei Wuxian turned his head slightly and saw Lan Wangji standing beside him, showing no hesitation or any intention of shrinking.
But, this time, he is no longer alone.
While thousands of monks were watching eagerly, a middle-aged man couldn't hold himself back and jumped out, shouting: "Wei Wuxian! Do you still remember me?"
Wei Wuxian answered honestly, "I don't remember."
The middle-aged monk sneered: "You don't remember, my leg does!"
He suddenly opened the hem of his robe, revealing a wooden prosthetic leg, and said: "My leg was destroyed by you that night in the Evernight City. I let you see it to let you know, Among the people who surrounded you today, I also contributed a lot to Yi Weichun. God's way is reincarnation, but retribution is not good!"
Seemingly inspired by him, another young monk also stood up. He said loudly: "Wei Wuxian, I won't ask you if you remember. My parents died at your hands, and you owe too much blood debt. You definitely don't remember these two old people. But, I, Fang Mengchen, I won't forget! I won't forgive!"
Immediately afterwards, a third man stood up. He was a middle-aged scribe with a slender figure, piercing eyes, and seemingly clean bones. This time, Wei Wuxian took the lead and asked, "Have I ever maimed you?"
The man shook his head. Wei Wuxian asked again, "Should I kill your parents, or should I destroy your whole family?"
The man shook his head again. Wei Wuxian wondered, "Then what are you doing here?"
The man said: "I have no grudge against you. I came here to join the war just to let you understand: Those who defy the world's disapproval and be punished by everyone, no matter what unsavory means they use, no matter how they crawl out of the grave No matter how many times, we will send you back. Not for anything else, just for the word 'righteousness'!"
When everyone heard this, they cheered one after another with thunderous cheers: "Sect Leader Yao is right!"
Sect Master Yao withdrew with a smile, and the others were greatly encouraged. One after another, they stepped forward and declared war loudly.
"My son's throat was cut to death by your lackey Wen Ning during the interception on Qiongqidao!"
"My senior brother's body was covered in ulcers and poisoned to death due to your vicious curse!"
"Not for anything else, just to prove that there is still justice in the world and evil will not be tolerated!"
"There is still justice in the world, and evil cannot be tolerated!"
Every face is filled with boiling blood, every word is righteous, and every person is righteous, impassioned, indignant, and passionate.
Everyone has no doubt that what they are doing at this moment is a glorious feat and a great act of justice.
A crusade between "justice" and "evil" that will last forever and be praised by thousands of people!