Lan Wangji said, "I would like to hear the details."
As he sat there, the power of these polite words was almost like a threat, and Nie Huaisang began to explain.
He said: "Hanguang-Jun, you know that our Nie family is different from other immortal clans. Because the ancestor of the family was a butcher, other clans cultivated immortal swords, and ours cultivated the way of the sword."
This is well known, not a secret. Even the family crests of the Qinghe Nie Sect are hideous, dog-like animal head patterns. Nie Huaisang continued, "Because the way of cultivation is different from other families, and the founder of the family was a butcher, it is inevitable that blood will be shed. The sabres of our past patriarchs are extremely hostile and murderous. Almost every patriarch has gone crazy and violent. The body is violently dead. And their temperament has a lot to do with this."
Take Nie Huaisang's elder brother, Nie Mingjue, for example. This young immortal head, Lan Xichen and Jin Guangyao are sworn brothers, Chi Fengzun is resolute and dignified; Zewu Jun is as gentle as jade, with a noble character; Lian Fangzun is exquisite in all aspects, cunning and sharp. The three married during the Sun Shooting Conquest, and each had a good story, and was later called the three honors by various families. However, Nie Mingjue went into trouble at an important event when the limelight was in full swing and died violently. Many attendees were chased and injured by him when he went mad. The fame of the world has come to such an end. Nie Huaisang must have thought of his eldest brother, his expression fell for a while, and he said, "Before these masters were alive, the restlessness of their swords could still be suppressed by the master. But after the master's death, they will become a murder weapon."
Wei Wuxian raised his eyebrows, "This is close to the evil way."
Nie Huaisang hurriedly said, "It's not the same! The reason why the demons are crooked is that they want people's lives. But our family's knives don't want people, but those resentful ghosts, beasts and monsters. Beheading these things for a lifetime, if you don't have these things to get rid of, it will do its own thing, disturbing the family's life. Dao Ling only recognizes one master and cannot be used by others. We, the descendants, can't melt the sword. On the one hand, it is disrespectful to the ancestors, and on the other hand, if it is melted, it may not be solved.”
Wei Wuxian commented, "Master."
Nie Huaisang said, "It's not. The saber who followed all the ancestors to cut through thorns and find immortals was originally the uncle."
He continued: "As the cultivation of the patriarch has improved from generation to generation, this problem has become more serious from generation to generation. Until the sixth generation of the patriarch of my family came up with a solution."
Wei WuXian said, "Just to build a man-eating castle?"
Nie Huaisang said, "No, no, although there is a connection, I didn't think of this method at first. This is what the sixth-generation patriarch did. He gave his father and grandfather's knife, punched two coffins, and dug a mausoleum. There were no precious treasures in the mausoleum, but hundreds of dead corpses that were about to turn into murderous corpses."
Lan Wangji frowned slightly, and Nie Huaisang was so frightened that he immediately said, "Hanguang-Jun, listen to my explanation! These corpses were not killed by our family! They were collected from all over the world! It was bought with a lot of money. The six-generation family owner said that these sword spirits want to fight against evil spirits, so let them fight endlessly. These corpses that are about to be turned into corpses are buried together with the sword coffin, which is to be regarded as the funeral object of the sword spirit. The sword spirit will suppress the corpse's corpse transformation, and at the same time these corpses can also alleviate the needs and madness of the sword spirit, maintain the status quo, and check and balance each other. Relying on this method, the peace of future generations has been exchanged. "
Wei WuXian said, "Then why did the stone fort be built later? To bury the body in the wall? And you said it ate people?"
Nie Huaisang said, "These questions are actually the same question. It's considered to have been eaten by people. But that's not intentional!!! Our family of six generations majored in the tomb of knives, and we made a very common one. Tomb, and subsequent generations followed his example. But more than fifty years ago, this tomb was dug by a gang of tomb robbers.”
Wei Wuxian made an "oh" and said in his heart, "This is really the first time that Tai Sui has broken ground."
Nie Huaisang said, "It's such a big matter to repair a tomb, no matter how careful and low-key it is, the rumors will leak out. Those tomb robbers have made inquiries, and they believe that there is a large tomb of the former dynasty on Xingluling, and they have already stepped on this point. Come on. There are one or two capable people with real talents and real learning in this group of rabble, who actually asked them to identify the correct position, break the confusion, and find the tomb of our family's sword. A robbery hole is opened, Entering the tomb and doing this business, they saw a lot of corpses, and they were not afraid of the dead inside, but they rummaged in the tomb to find gold and jewelry, and breathed next to the corpse. Lying inside are all corpses that are about to become corpses!
"You can imagine what will happen. More than a dozen corpses were murdered on the spot.
"But this group of tomb thieves were brave and well-prepared, and they actually asked them to use their hands and feet to kill all the corpses that had turned into corpses. After a fierce battle, they beat the corpses all over the floor. Only then did I realize that the tomb was dangerous and prepared to evacuate. At this time of evacuation, they were eaten!"
"The number of corpses placed in the tomb is strictly controlled. One is not much, and the other is not much, just enough to maintain a balance with the sword spirit. And this group of tomb robbers went in and made a scene. If it just caused the corpse to fall. Fortunately, after they retreated, the sword spirit would exert its strength to suppress the corpse transformation. But they smashed all the corpses into pieces, and suddenly there were more than ten fewer. In order to maintain sufficient corpses and The sword spirits restrained each other, so... they had to... automatically seal them up, trap them in the tomb alive, and ask this group of people to fill the vacancy they created..."
"The tomb of the sword was destroyed, and the owner of the family at the time began to think of other ways. He re-selected a site on Xinglu Ridge, no longer repaired the tomb, but instead built a sacrificial hall to prevent tomb robbers from coming again. , then hid the corpse in the wall to hide the sight.
"This sacrificial knife hall is also the rumored 'cannibal castle'. The group of tomb robbers came to Qinghe, disguised as hunters, and they did not come out after entering Xingluling, and there were rumors that they were eaten by monsters in the mountain. Later, when the stone fort was built and the new maze was not set up, someone passed by and saw it. Fortunately, all the stone forts were not built, so he couldn't get in. But after going down the mountain, he met people. He said that there is a strange white castle on Xingluling Mountain, and the man-eating monsters must live in it. Our family thought it would be better to spread the rumors a little bit, so that no one would dare to approach the area, so we added fuel to it and got it. A legend of a 'cannibal castle' comes out. But it does eat people!"
Nie Huaisang took out a hand towel and a white stone the size of a garlic head from his sleeve. The towel was used to wipe the sweat, and Shiraishi handed it over and said, "You two can look at this."
Wei Wuxian took the white stone, and after a closer look, he found that there was a little white thing in the stone powder, which looked like... a human phalanx.
His heart was bright, Nie Huaisang wiped away the sweat, and said, "That... Young Master Jin... I don't know how to blow a hole in the wall, he can blow such a thick wall, he must have a lot on him. The magic weapon, it's not the point... I mean, the place he blasted happened to be the earliest sacrificial sacrificial hall built by our family in Xingluling. At that time, I didn't expect to make stone bricks on both sides, and then use soil in the middle. Isolate the yang energy to prevent them from turning into corpses easily, and just pour the corpse directly into the plaster. So Mr. Jin blew a hole, but he didn't notice that he actually blew up a white bone buried in the wall. After he went in Soon, I was sucked into the wall of the stone castle, replacing the corpse that was blown up by him... I go to Xingluling to inspect regularly. When I went there today, I saw this. I just picked up a stone, and there was a A dog came to bite me, alas... The sacrificial sword hall is almost the same as our family's ancestral grave, I really... "
The more Nie Huaisang spoke, the more saddened he became. He said, "Ordinary cultivators, knowing that this is my family's boundary, would never hunt at night in the Qinghe area. Who knows..."
Who knew that he was so unlucky. First, Jin Ling, who never followed the rules, set his sights on Xingluling, and then came Lan Wei and the two who came from the direction of the ghost-hunting hand. He said again: "Hanguang-Jun, and this one... I said it, you must not spread it out. Otherwise..."
Otherwise, the Qinghe Nie Sect is already half dead now, and if this kind of thing spreads again, Nie Huaisang will become a sinner through the ages, and he will have no face to face his ancestors. No wonder he would rather be the laughing stock of the family than practice diligently, and he has not dared to take the sword for a long time. If he succeeds in his cultivation, his temper will become increasingly irritable, and he will eventually die like his eldest brother and his ancestors will explode in a frenzy.
There is no solution. The Nie family has come this way since the first generation of ancestors. Do they want future generations to deny the path and foundation that their ancestors opened up? The Xianmen family has their own strengths, just like the Gusu Lan clan is good at rhythm, the Qinghe Nie clan's fierce and lethal knife spirit is the reason why it can stand out. If you turn your back on the teachings of the ancestors, start all over again, and find a new way, it will take many years and you will not be able to succeed. And Nie Huaisang didn't dare to betray the Nie family and change his way. Therefore, it can only be a pustule waste.
If he were not the owner of the house, he would be much more comfortable than he is now if he spent his whole life swimming around the lake, painting fans, and playing with fish and birds. But since his eldest brother has passed away, no matter how powerless he is, he can only carry the burden of the family and move forward.
After Nie Huaisang left, Wei WuXian was stunned for a while, and suddenly realized that Lan WangJi came over again, knelt down in front of him, rolled up his trouser legs seriously, and said hastily: "Wait, come again?"
Lan Wangji said, "First get rid of the evil curse."
In one day, Hanguang-jun used this posture to kneel in front of him several times. Although the other party was very serious, he really couldn't see this picture. Wei WuXian said, "I'll do it myself." Rolling up his trouser legs, he saw curse marks spread all over his calf, crawling over his knees and spreading to his thighs. Wei Wuxian looked at it and said casually, "It's at the base of the leg."
Lan Wangji turned his head and didn't answer. Wei Wuxian asked curiously, "Lan Zhan?"