The noise came from all directions.
Front, back, left and right, above the head and below the feet, like a sea of whispering oceans, each and every one, laughing and giggling. There are men and women, old and young, big and small, Wei Wuxian can even hear some scattered words, but they are fleeting, making him unable to catch the exact words.
It was just too loud.
Wei Wuxian continued to press on his temple with one hand, and with the other hand he took out a wind evil dish that could fit in the palm of his hand. The pointer of the Fengxie disk trembled and circled twice, the faster it circled, and after a while, it began to turn frantically!
Last time, it was strange that Feng Xiepan couldn't point out the direction on Dafan Mountain. But this time it actually rotates automatically and doesn't stop for a moment, which is even more incredible than the motionless pointer.
The ominous shadow in Wei Wuxian's heart grew thicker and thicker, and he shouted, "Jin Ling!"
The two had been walking in the stone castle for a while, but no one was seen. Wei Wuxian shouted a few times, but there was no answer. The first few stone chambers were empty, but after walking deep, suddenly a dark coffin was placed in the center of a stone chamber.
This coffin is placed here, very abruptly. However, the whole body of the coffin was dark and the shape of the coffin was beautifully beaten. Wei Wuxian loved it so much that he couldn't help but patted it.
Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian stood on both sides of it, looked at each other, stretched out their hands at the same time, and opened the lid of the coffin.
The moment the coffin lid was opened, the surrounding noise suddenly multiplied, and the tide drowned Wei Wuxian's hearing. It was as if they had been peeped at by countless pairs of eyes before. The owners of these eyes were quietly monitoring and discussing their words and deeds. When they saw that they were about to open the coffin, they suddenly became excited. Wei WuXian thought about dozens of possibilities, and he was already prepared to deal with the foul smell, the protruding claws, the poisonous water, the poisonous smoke, the resentful spirits, etc. Of course, what he most hoped was to see Jin Ling . However, nothing happened, nothing happened.
This turned out to be an empty coffin.
Wei Wuxian was a little surprised, but also a little disappointed that Jin Ling wasn't trapped here. Lan WangJi got closer again, Bichen automatically unsheathed a few inches, the cold light shining brightly, illuminating the bottom of the coffin. Only then did he realize that there was nothing in the coffin. It's just that the contents inside are much smaller than the corpse he expected, hidden in the deepest part of the bottom of the coffin.
In the coffin lay a long knife.
This knife has no sheath, and the handle seems to be made of gold. It looks heavy and heavy. The blade is slender and the blade is sharp. It rests on a layer of red cloth at the bottom of the coffin, reflecting the color of blood. gas.
There was no body in the coffin, but a knife. This stone fort on Xinglu Ridge is really strange everywhere, and every step of the way reveals strangeness.
The two closed the lid of the coffin and continued to walk inside. There were also such coffins found in several stone chambers. Looking at the texture of the coffin, the ages were different, and in each coffin, there was a long knife. Until the last room, there was still no trace of Jin Ling. Wei Wuxian closed the lid of the coffin, feeling slightly uneasy.
Seeing that he frowned, Lan Wangji pondered for a while, placed the guqin horizontally on the coffin, raised his hand, and a string of string sounds flowed from his fingers.
He only played a short section, and then withdrew his right hand from the top of the violin, staring at the still vibrating strings.
Suddenly, the strings vibrated, and a sound came out spontaneously.
Wei WuXian asked, "Ask the Spirit?"
"Ask the Spirit" is a famous song composed by the ancestors of the Lan clan in Gusu. Unlike The Conjuring, it mostly works in situations where the identity of the deceased is unknown and there is no medium. The player plays the question with the sound of the qin, and questions the deceased, and the echo of the deceased will be transformed into the rhythm by "Asking Spirit", which will be reflected on the strings.
The strings moved spontaneously, indicating that Lan Wangji had invited one of the dead souls in this stone castle. Next, the two sides should have a question and answer in Qin language.
Qin Yu is the unique secret skill of the Gusu Lan Sect. Although Wei Wuxian has a wide range of skills, he will not be able to reach it and cannot understand Qin Yu. He whispered: "Hanguang-Jun, help me ask it, where is this place, what is it used for, and who built it."
Lan Wangji is proficient in asking Lingqin language, and without thinking, he can just make two or three clear tones. After a while, the strings automatically strummed twice. Wei Wuxian hurriedly asked, "What did it say?"
Lan Wangji: "I don't know."
Wei Wuxian: "Huh?"
Lan WangJi said slowly, "It said, 'I don't know'."
"..." Wei Wuxian looked at him, and suddenly remembered a conversation related to "casually" many years ago, he touched his nose, the boss was bored, and thought, "Lan Zhan is too talented, he has learned to choke on me."
As soon as the question failed, Lan WangJi played another sentence. When the strings responded again, it was the two clanging tones just now. Wei Wuxian heard that the answer this time was "I don't know" again, and asked, "What are you asking about it again?"
Lan Wangji said, "Why did you die?"
Wei WuXian said, "If you were accidentally murdered, you might not know why you died. You might as well ask it if you know who killed it."
Lan Wangji raised his hand and plucked the strings. However, the echo was still two clangs—“I don’t know”.
A dead soul imprisoned here, one doesn't know where it is, two doesn't know why he died, and three doesn't know who killed it. Wei Wuxian is also the first time he has encountered such a deceased person who asks three questions. Then change it to another one. You ask if it is a male or a female. It will never know this."
Lan Wangji played according to his words. After he withdrew his hand, the other string slammed vigorously, and Lan Wangji translated, "Male."
Wei WuXian said, "I finally know something. Then, did a boy of fifteen or sixteen enter this place?"
Answer: "Yes."
Wei Wuxian asked again, "Then where is he now?"
The strings paused before giving a response. Wei Wuxian hurriedly said, "What did he say?"
Lan Wangji said with a condensed expression, "He said, 'It's here'."
Wei Wuxian froze.
"Here" should be referring to this stone fort, but they just searched and didn't see Jin Ling. Wei WuXian said, "He can't lie, can he?"
Lan Wangji said, "I'm here, I can't."
That’s right, the person who asked the question was Lord Hanguang. Under his suppression, Lai Ling was naturally unable to lie and could only answer truthfully. Wei Wuxian rummaged around in the stone room to see if there was any secret passage that he had missed. Lan Wangji pondered for a moment, then asked two more paragraphs. After getting the answer, his expression changed slightly. Seeing this, Wei Wuxian hurriedly asked, "What are you asking again?"
Lan Wangji said, "How old are you, where are you?"
These two questions were both testing the details of Lai Ling's identity. Wei Wuxian knew that he must have gotten an unusual answer: "How?"
Lan Wangji said, "Fifteen years old, from Lanling."
Wei Wuxian's expression changed suddenly.
The soul invited by "Ask the Spirit" turned out to be Jin Ling? !
He was busy listening intently. Amidst the overwhelming noise, he seemed to be able to faintly hear Jin Ling's faint shouts, but he couldn't hear them clearly.
Lan Wangji continued to ask questions, Wei Wuxian knew that he must be asking about the specific location, staring at the strings, waiting for Jin Ling's answer.
This time the response was longer. After listening to Lan Wangji, he said to Wei Wuxian, "'Stand on the same spot, facing the southwest, and listen to the sound of the string. Once it rings, take a step forward. When the sound of the piano ceases, it will be with you. before.'"
Wei Wuxian turned to the southwest without saying a word. There were seven string sounds behind him, and he took seven steps forward. However, there was always nothing ahead.
The sound of the piano continued, but the interval was getting longer and longer, and he was walking slower and slower. One more step, two steps, three steps...
After walking all the way to the sixth step, the sound of the piano finally fell silent and stopped playing.
In front of him, there is only a wall.
This wall is made of gray-white stone bricks, and the blocks are strictly seamless. Wei Wuxian turned around and said, "...he's in the wall?!"
Bichen came out of the sheath, and four blue lights passed by, and the wall was cut into a neat tic-tac-toe shape. The two stepped forward and started to dismantle the bricks. After removing a few stone bricks, a large area of black soil was exposed.
It turned out that the walls of this stone castle were made of two layers, and the two layers of solid stone bricks were filled with soil. Wei Wuxian dug down a large piece of soil with his bare hands, and he dug out a face with his eyes closed in the dark mud.
It was the missing Jin Ling!
Jin Ling's face was not in the soil, and as soon as it was exposed, air suddenly poured into his nose and nose, and he immediately coughed and inhaled. Wei Wuxian finally let go of his heart when he saw that he was still alive. Jin Ling's life is really hanging by a thread, otherwise he would not have been captured by "Ask the Spirit" who was about to leave the body. Fortunately, he wasn't buried in the wall for a long time, otherwise he would have suffocated to death if he dragged on for a while longer.
The two were busy digging him out of the wall. Who would have guessed that they pulled out the radish and brought out the mud. At the moment when Jin Ling's upper body was unearthed, the long sword on his back hooked out something else.
A bone-like arm!
Lan WangJi placed Jin Lingping on the ground and tried his pulse to treat him. Wei WuXian picked up Bichen's scabbard, and followed the bone arm to stab and plane skillfully in the soil. Not long after, a complete skeleton appeared in front of him.
This skeleton was the same as Jin Ling just now. It was buried in the wall in a standing position. The pale bones and the dark soil were in sharp contrast and dazzling. Wei WuXian rummaged through the soil, dismantled a few bricks on the side, and stirred, and sure enough, he found a second bone shelf nearby.
And this one is not completely rotten, there is still flesh attached to the bones, there are long black and unkempt hair on the skull cover, the broken clothes are water red, and it can be seen that it is a woman. She is not standing, her frame is bent. The reason for bending over was because there was a third corpse beside her leg, which was squatting.
Wei Wuxian stopped digging.
He took a few steps back, the noise in his ears raging and wanton like a tidal wave.
He was almost certain. The thick walls of this entire stone castle are filled with human bones.
Top of head, soles of feet, southeast, northwest; standing, sitting, lying down, squatting...
What exactly is this place? !