Wei Wuxian was kicked as soon as he opened his eyes.
A thunder blasted in my ear: "What are you pretending to be dead?!"
He was kicked in the chest so much that he wanted to vomit blood. He landed on the back of his head, turned his back to the sky, and thought vaguely: Dare to kick this ancestor, he is not small.
Wei WuXian hadn't heard a living person speak for an unknown number of years, not to mention that he was still yelling so loudly, his head was dizzy, and a young male duck's voice echoed in his tinnitus: "I don't even think about who you live in now. The land, the rice you eat, and the money you spend! What's wrong with taking some of your stuff? It should all be mine!"
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of banging the boxes and turning the cabinets and smashing the ground. After a long while, Wei Wuxian's eyes gradually became clear, and in his sight, a dark roof appeared, and a face with hanging eyebrows and green eyes was spitting above him: "You dare to complain! You think I am I'm really afraid of you going to sue, do you think someone in this family will really decide for you?"
Two brawny men who looked like domestic servants gathered around and said, "Young master, it's all over!"
The boy with a male duck voice said, "Why so fast?"
The servant said: "This broken house has not many things."
The young male duck voice was very satisfied, turned to Wei Wuxian, and wanted to stab his nose into his forehead with his index finger: "If you have the guts to file a complaint, who is pretending to be dead now? It seems that who cares about your scraps of scrap paper. Yes, I've smashed it all down for you, let's see what kind of complaint you will take in the future! It's amazing to have been to the Xianmen family for a few years? It's not like a lost dog was driven back!"
Wei Wuxian thought half-deadly:
I have been in the past for many years, really not pretending.
Who is this
Where is this?
When has he ever done such a thing? ?
The young man with a male duck voice also kicked and smashed the house. Out of breath, he swaggered out the door with two domestic servants, slammed the door and ordered loudly: "Watch the jail, don't let him come out and be embarrassed! "
The servants outside the door responded repeatedly. When the person was far away, the room was quiet inside and outside, Wei Wuxian wanted to sit up, but his limbs didn't obey him, so he lay back again. He had to turn over, looking at the unfamiliar environment and the mess, and continued to be dizzy.
There was a bronze mirror that had been thrown to the ground, Wei Wuxian touched it, and a surprisingly white face appeared in the mirror. With a bright red tongue, he was a hanged ghost.
Wei Wuxian threw away the mirror somewhat unacceptably, wiped his face, and wiped his hands with white powder.
Fortunately, this body is not born with a strange appearance, but a strange taste. A big man actually put on rouge powder all over his face, the key is that it is so ugly.
Surprised by this, he regained some strength, and he finally sat up, only to notice that there was a circular curse formation under him. The circle is scarlet, with irregular circles. It seems to be drawn with blood as a medium, and it is still wet and exudes a fishy smell. There are some twisted and frantic spells painted in the circle. A little bit was wiped off by his body, and the rest of the graphics And the evil spirit of the text is gloomy. Wei Wuxian has been called the title of Supreme Evil Venerable, Patriarch of Demon Dao, etc. for so many years, and he knows this kind of formation that is not a good thing at first glance.
He didn't take someone else's home - he was offered it!
The essence of "giving home" is a kind of curse. The caster uses the weapon to self-mutilate, cuts wounds on his body, draws the formation and incantation with his own blood, sits in the center of the ring, and sacrifices his body to the evil spirits , At the cost of returning the soul to the earth, summon a heinous evil spirit and pray for the evil spirit to fulfill his wish. This is the diametrically opposite of "sacrifice". They are all forbidden arts with a bad reputation, but the latter is not as practical and popular as the former. After all, few desires are strong enough to make a living person willing to give everything he has, so few people implement them, and they are almost lost in a hundred years. The examples contained in the ancient books have been proven to be reliable for thousands of years, but there are only three or four people. The wishes of these three or four people are all revenge.
Wei Wuxian was dissatisfied.
How could he be classified as a "heinous evil evil spirit"
Although his reputation is relatively poor, and his death is very tragic, but he doesn't do anything, and he doesn't take revenge. He dares to swear that he will never find a lonely ghost who is more peaceful than him!
But the tricky thing is that the sacrifice is based on the wishes of the caster, even if he refuses to accept it... The upper body is on the upper body, which means that the two parties have reached a contract by default. The body will destroy the primordial spirit, and will never be born again.
Wei Wuxian ripped off the belt and raised his hand to check again. Sure enough, both his wrists were staggered with several hideous scars from sharp weapons. Although the blood from the wound has stopped, Wei Wuxian knows that these are not ordinary wounds, and if the wish for the master is not fulfilled, these wounds will not heal. The longer it drags on, the more serious it will be. If the deadline is exceeded, he will be torn apart alive, including his soul, who received this body.
After confirming it again and again, Wei WuXian repeatedly said, "That's not true!" ten times in his heart, and finally forced himself to stand up against the wall.
The room was big, but it was empty and shabby. The bedspreads and quilts had not been changed for a long time, exuding a musty smell. There was a bamboo basket in the corner of the wall, which was originally used for throwing waste. Wei WuXian saw that there seemed to be ink marks on the ball of paper, so he picked one up, unfolded it, and sure enough, it was densely filled with words. He was busy collecting all the paper balls on the ground.
The words on this paper should be what the owner of this body wrote to vent when he was distressed. Some paragraphs are incoherent and topsy-turvy, and anxiety and tension rush through the paper through the twisted handwriting. Wei Wuxian patiently looked at them one by one, and the more he looked, the more he felt that something was wrong.
Lian Meng took a guess and roughly figured out some things. First of all, the owner of this body is called Mo Xuanyu, and the place is called Mojiazhuang.
Mo Xuanyu's grandfather is a big family in the local area. The family is thin and has no children. After years of hard work, he has only two daughters. The names of the two women were not mentioned. Anyway, the eldest daughter was sent by the wife of the main family, and was recruited by the married husband. Although the two daughters are outstanding in appearance, they are from the slaves of the family, so the Mo family originally planned to send her to marry off, but who knew that she had another adventure. At the age of sixteen, a master of the family passed by and fell in love with her at first sight. People regard Mojiazhuang as a private meeting place. One year later, Mo Erniang gave birth to a son, Mo Xuanyu.
The people of Mojiazhuang originally despised this kind of thing, but people worshiped immortals at the time, and the Xuanmen family asked by Xiuxian was someone who was favored by God in the eyes of the world, mysterious and noble. With the help of a family outside the house, the wind direction is completely different. Not only is the Mo family proud of this, but others are also extremely envious.
However, the good times did not last long. The owner of the house was greedy for fresh wild food for a while. After two years, he got tired of eating, and the number of visits became less and less. After Mo Xuanyu was four years old, he never came again.
In the past few years, Mo Jiazhuang's tone has changed again, the original contempt and ridicule have returned, and the pity with disdain has been added. Although Mrs. Mo was unwilling, she firmly believed that the master would not ignore her own son. Sure enough, when Mo Xuanyu was fourteen years old, the head of the family sent many people to take the young man back solemnly.
Madam Mo's head was raised again. Although she couldn't follow her, she swept away her previous frustration, raised her eyebrows and proudly proclaimed that her son would definitely be the head of Xuanmen in the future, and he would rise to glory and honor his ancestors. As a result, the people of Mojiazhuang talked a lot for the third time, and their attitudes changed.
However, before Mo Xuanyu became a successful immortal and inherited his father's family business, he was driven back.
And was driven back extremely ugly. Because Mo Xuanyu is a broken sleeve, and he dares to harass and entangle his fellow family members. This scandal was exposed in public. In addition, his talent is mediocre, and his cultivation base has nothing to achieve, so there is no reason for him to stay in the family.
To make matters worse, Mo Xuanyu didn't know what kind of stimulation he received. After he came back, the whole person was crazy. It was good and bad, and he seemed to be frightened.
Seeing this, Wei Wuxian's eyebrows twitched.
That's all, he's still a lunatic. It's no wonder that the face is covered with powdered powder, and it's no wonder that no one felt wrong with such a big bloody formation on the ground. I'm afraid that even if Mo Xuanyu painted the whole house with blood, from the floor tiles to the walls to the roof, it would not be strange to others. Because everyone knows he has a sick mind!
After Mo Xuanyu returned to his hometown, ridicule came overwhelming, and this time, it seemed that there was no room for change. Madam Mo couldn't bear this kind of blow, so she couldn't get out of her chest, she choked to death.
At this time, Grandpa Mo Xuanyu had passed away, and Mrs. Mo was in charge of the family. This Mrs. Mo has probably never seen her sister since she was a child, and she even looked down upon her sister's illegitimate child. She has a single seedling, the one who came in to loot just now, named Mo Ziyuan. When Mo Xuanyu was picked up by Feng Guangguang, Mrs. Mo felt that she could be related to Xianmen. She hoped that the messenger of Xianmen who came to pick him up would also send Mo Ziyuan to immortal cultivation. Of course, it was rejected, or rather ignored.
nonsense. This is not to sell cabbage, you can bargain, buy one get one free!
I don't know where this family's confidence comes from. They all have a strange idea. I firmly believe that Mo Ziyuan must have a fairy bone and talent. If he had gone there, he would have been appreciated by the fairy family. Compete. When Mo Xuanyu left, although Mo Ziyuan was still young, he had been repeatedly indoctrinated with such unreasonable thoughts since childhood, and he was convinced of it. Seeking the way of immortality, but he loves the talismans, medicinal pills, and small magic tools that he brought back from the immortal gate. Although Mo Xuanyu's brain was often ill, he knew that he was being bullied, and he endured it again and again, but Mo Ziyuan intensified and almost emptied his entire house. Mo Xuanyu finally couldn't bear it anymore and stammered in front of his uncle and aunt. So, today, Mo Ziyuan came to the door.
The words on the paper are small and dense, Wei Wuxian's eyes hurt when he sees it, and he thinks what the hell is going on. No wonder Mo Xuanyu would rather sacrifice his house and ask the evil spirit upper body to avenge himself.
When the eyeballs are over, the headache starts. It stands to reason that the caster should recite the wish in his heart when the formation is launched. As the summoned evil spirit, Wei Wuxian should be able to hear his detailed request. But this forbidden technique was probably a remnant of Mo Xuanyu's secretly excerpted from, and he didn't learn it completely, so he missed this step. Although Wei Wuxian guessed that he probably wanted to take revenge on the Mo family, how exactly should he take revenge? To what extent? To take back what was taken? Beat up the Mo family
Or... Destroy the door
Most likely it's a demise! After all, anyone who has been in the realm of self-cultivation should know which words are used the most to evaluate Wei Wuxian: ungrateful, insane, is there anyone who is more "fierce and evil" than him? Since he dared to call him by name, he would definitely not make any wishes that could be easily dismissed.
Wei Wuxian said helplessly, "You're looking for the wrong person..."