Jinlintai.
Lan XiChen and Lan WangJi walked side by side in the sea of flowers of Venus Xuelang.
Lan XiChen casually brushed over a plump white Venus snow wave, and his movements were so gentle that not even a drop of dew fell. He said, "WangJi, you have something on your mind, why are you always worried?" Although this worry, in the eyes of others, is probably no different from Lan WangJi's other expressions.
Lan Wangji frowned and shook his head. After a long while, he whispered: "Brother, I want to bring someone back to Yunshen I don't know where."
Lan XiChen said in amazement, "Bring someone back to Yunshen where you don't know where?"
Lan Wangji nodded thoughtfully. After a pause, he said, "Take it back... hide it."
Lan XiChen's eyes widened immediately.
His younger brother, since the death of his mother, has gradually become more and more dull. Apart from going out for night hunting, he locks himself in the house all day to read, meditate, write, play the piano, practice, and he does not like to talk to anyone. Just to have a few words with him. However, it was the first time that such words were blurted out of his mouth.
Lan XiChen said, "Hide?"
Lan WangJi frowned slightly and said again, "But he doesn't want to."
At this time, there was a commotion in front, and one person spat: "Is this road you can walk? Who told you to walk around!"
Another young voice said, "I'm sorry. I..."
Upon hearing this voice, Lan XiChen and Lan WangJi raised their heads in unison. I saw two people standing beside the shadow wall. The person who had just scolded was Jin Zixun, followed by several domestic servants and monks, and the one who was scolded was a young man in white. The man glanced at Lan Xichen and the two of them, and his face turned pale in an instant, and he couldn't say the next words. And just when Jin Zixun raised his eyebrows, Jin Guangyao appeared just in time to make a clearance.
He said to the man in white: "The road on Jinlin Terrace is complicated, I can't blame Master Su for going the wrong way. Come with me."
Seeing him appearing, Jin Zixun snorted and walked around them. The man in white was startled and said, "Do you recognize me?"
Jin Guangyao smiled and said, "Of course I remember, why not? Didn't we meet before? Su Minshan, Young Master Su, your swordsmanship is very good. The last time I hunted around Baifeng Mountain, I kept thinking, such a young man Talent, it would be a pity not to be at our house, but when I did arrive at our house, it made me so happy. Please, this way?"
There were countless sword cultivators like Su She who had defected to the Lanling Jin Sect. He thought that no one knew him, but Jin Guangyao had only seen him once, so he remembered him clearly and praised him greatly. She couldn't help but his face softened, he stopped looking at the Lan brothers over there, and followed Jin Guangyao, as if he was afraid that they would come forward to ridicule or point fingers.
In the Douyan Hall, Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji took their seats one after another. It was inconvenient to continue talking about the topic just now, and Lan Wangji returned to his cold and frosty normality. The Gusu Lan family has a reputation for disliking drinking. After Jin Guangyao’s arrangement, there were no wine cups on the small cases in front of the two of them, only tea cups and a few refreshing small plates, and no one came forward to make a toast. , a clean. Who knows, it has not been so long before a man wearing a Venus Xuelang robe suddenly came over, holding a wine cup in one hand, and said loudly: "Sect Master Lan, Hanguang-Jun, I toast you two!"
This person is Jin Zixun who has been toasting around since just now. Jin Guangyao knew that Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji didn't like drinking alcohol, so he hurried over and said, "Zixun, Zewu-jun and Hanguang-jun are all people from Yunshen who don't know where to go, and there are 3,000 family rules engraved on the discipline stone. Well, you might as well let them drink..."
Jin Zixun disliked Jin Guangyao very much. He felt that this person was from a humble background and was ashamed to be of the same family as him, so he interrupted directly: "Our Jin family and Lan family are all our own. If the two blue brothers don't drink it, then Just look down on me!"
Several of his fans on the side clapped their hands and praised: "It's really bold!"
"Celebrities should be like this!"
Jin GuangYao kept his smile unchanged, but sighed silently and rubbed his temples. Lan Xichen stood up and declined, Jin Zixun entangled him, and said to Lan Xichen: "Don't say anything, Sect Master Lan, our family is different from outsiders, don't treat me like you would treat outsiders! Tell me to drink or not!"
The corners of Jin Guangyao's smiling mouth were about to twitch. He glanced at Lan Xichen apologetically, and said warmly, "Sect Master Lan and the others will have Yujian to return later. I'm afraid drinking will affect Yujian..."
Jin Zixun disagreed: "Is it possible to drink two cups and pour it? Even if I drink the Eight Great Sea Bowls, I will still be able to fly to the sky with my sword!"
There was applause and applause all around. Lan Wangji was still sitting, staring coldly at the glass of wine that Jin Zixun had shoved in front of him.
Lan WangJi was slightly startled, his frowning eyebrows suddenly stretched out, and he looked up.
The first thing that catches the eye is a man dressed in black, with a flute around his waist, and the tail of the flute hangs with red spikes like blood. The visitor stood with his hands behind his back, raised his head and drank it, showed Jin Zixun the bottom of the empty wine cup, and said, "I'll drink it for him, are you satisfied?"
Eyebrows are smiling, and the end of the sentence is slightly raised. The body is long and jade-like, and the gods are handsome.
Lan XiChen said, "Young Master Wei?"
Someone exclaimed in a low voice, "When did he come?!"
Wei Wuxian put down his wine cup, straightened his collar with one hand, and said, "Just now."
Fangcai? But just now it was clear that no one notified or greeted him, and no one even noticed when he came to Douyan Hall unknowingly. The crowd felt a chill. Jin Guangyao reacted quickly, still very enthusiastic, and said, "I don't know that Young Master Wei's visit to Jinlintai is too far away. Do you need to set up a seat? Oh, by the way, do you have an invitation?"
Wei WuXian didn't even greet him, he said, "No, no." He nodded slightly to Jin Zixun and said, "Master Jin, please take a step to speak."
Jin Zixun said, "If you have anything to say, come back after our banquet is over."
In fact, he didn't plan to talk to Wei Wuxian at all. Wei Wuxian saw it too, and said, "How long do you have to wait?"
Jin Zixun said: "Three or four hours. Maybe five or six hours. Or tomorrow."
Wei WuXian said, "I'm afraid I can't wait that long."
Jin Zixun said proudly, "If you can't wait, you have to wait."
Jin Guangyao said, "I don't know what important matter you are looking for with Zixun, Young Master Wei. Is it urgent?"
Wei WuXian said, "It is imminent, there is no time to delay."
Jin Zixun turned to Lan Xichen, raised another cup and said, "Sect Master Lan, come on, you haven't had this cup yet!"
Seeing that he was deliberately delaying, a dark look flashed between Wei Wuxian's brows, he squinted his eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched, and said, "Okay, then I'll just say it straight here. May I ask Mr. Jin, do you know about Wen Ning? people?"
Jin Zixun said, "Wen Ning? I don't know."
Wei WuXian said, "You must remember this person. Last month, you hunted at night in the Ganquan area, chasing an eight-winged bat king to the settlement or detention place of the remnants of the Wen Sect in Qishan, and took away a group of Wen sects. The protégé, the one headed is him."
After the Battle of Shooting the Sun, the Qishan Wen Sect was destroyed, and the previously expanded territories were all divided up by other families. The area around Ganquan was assigned to the Lanling Jin Sect. As for the remnants of the Wen family, they were all driven to a corner of Qishan. Jin Zixun said, "If I don't remember, I just don't remember. I'm not that busy, and I even bothered to remember the name of a warm dog."
Wei WuXian said, "Okay, I don't mind going into more detail. You can't catch the Bat King, and you happen to meet a few Wen family disciples who came to check the vision, so you force them to carry the Zhaoyin flag. I'll give you bait. They don't dare, so one person came out to argue with you. This person is Wen Ning I said. During the procrastination, the Bat King escaped. You beat these Wen monks and forcibly took them away Let's go, these people are gone, do you need me to tell you more details? They haven't returned yet, except to ask you, Wei really doesn't know who else to ask. "
Jin Zixun said, "Wei Wuxian, what do you mean? You want someone from me? Are you trying to stand out for Wengou?"
Wei WuXian smiled brightly and said, "Do you care if I want to get ahead or beheaded? - Just hand it over!"
In the last sentence, the smile on his face disappeared, and his voice turned gloomy and cold. It was obvious that he had lost his patience. Many people in the Douyan Hall couldn't help but shudder. Jin Zixun's scalp also went numb. However, his anger immediately surged up and he shouted, "Wei Wuxian, you are so arrogant! Did my Lanling Jin Sect invite you today? You dare to stand here and be arrogant, you really think that you are invincible and no one dares to provoke you. You? You want to turn the sky upside down?"
Wei WuXian smiled and said, "Are you comparing yourself to heaven? With all due respect, this is a bit thick-skinned."
Although Jin Zixun had indeed regarded the Lanling Jin Clan as a new heaven in his heart, he knew he had made a blunder, and his face flushed slightly.
He laughed and said, "It's not a big deal at first, why should a young man get angry? But Young Master Wei, let me be fair. It's really inappropriate for you to come here when my Lanling Jin Sect is holding a private banquet."
It is impossible to say that Jin Guangshan doesn't mind the hunt around Baifeng Mountain. That's why he just kept laughing at Jin Zixun's tough fight against Wei Wuxian but didn't dissuade him. He didn't speak until Jin Zixun was at a disadvantage. Wei Wuxian nodded and said, "Sect Master Jin, I didn't intend to disturb the private banquet and offend me. However, the lives and whereabouts of the few people this Young Master Jin took away are unknown now, and it may not be possible to save one step later. One of them saved my life. The grace, I must not stand idly by. Don't look to Haihan, I will make amends in the future."
Jin Guangshan said: "If there is something that can't be put later, come here, you sit down first, and we will talk slowly."
Jin Guangyao had already quietly set up a new table seat, Wei WuXian said, "Sect Master Jin is polite, don't sit down, this matter can't be delayed any longer, please resolve it as soon as possible."
Jin Guangshan said, "Don't be in a hurry, count it down, we also have some things that have not been settled, so we can't delay it any longer. Since you are here now, how about we take this opportunity to solve it together?"
Wei Wuxian raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you liquidating?"
Jin Guangshan said, "Young Master Wei, we have mentioned this to you a few times before. You won't forget it... You used the same thing during the Sun Shooting Conquest."
Wei WuXian said, "Oh, you mentioned it. Yin Tiger Talisman. What's wrong?"
Jin Guangshan said: "It is reported that this Yin Tiger Talisman was forged by the iron essence of an iron sword you obtained from the bottom of the Xuanwu Cave. You used it once on the battlefield back then, and its power was so terrifying that some fellow practitioners were also killed by the rest of the force. spread to…”
Wei Wuxian interrupted, "Please tell me the main point."
Jin Guangshan said, "That's the point. In that battle, not only the Wen family, but also our side suffered a lot. I thought that such a magic weapon was difficult to control, and it was only kept by one person, I'm afraid..."
Before he finished speaking, Wei Wuxian suddenly laughed.
After a few laughs, he said, "Sect Master Jin, allow me to ask one more question. Do you think that the Lanling Jin Sect should be replaced as a matter of course when the Qishan Wen Sect is gone?"
The hall was silent for a moment.
Wei WuXian added, "Everything has to be handed over to you, and everyone has to listen to you? Looking at LanlingJin's behavior, I almost thought it was still King Wen's prosperous world."
Hearing this, a hint of anger flashed across Jin Guangshan's national character face. After the Battle of Shooting the Sun, the criticisms of Wei Wuxian's cultivation of ghosts from various aristocratic families gradually poured in. He mentioned the Yin Tiger Talisman here, his original intention was to threaten Wei Wuxian, to remind him that you still have leverage, everyone else is staring at you, don't be too arrogant, don't try to ride on our head, who knows what Wei Wuxian said So naked and bloody, although he secretly had the intention of taking over the position of the Wen family, no one had ever dared to reveal it so clearly and scornfully. A guest to the right of him shouted, "Wei Wuxian! How did you talk!"
Wei WuXian said, "Am I wrong? Forcing the living as bait, and suppressing them in every possible way if they don't obey, is this different from the Qishan Wen Sect?"
Another guest stood up and said, "There is a difference, of course. Wen dogs have done a lot of evil, and they deserved it when they ended up like this. We're just tit for tat and let them experience the evil we've planted, what's there to blame?"
Wei WuXian said, "Whoever bites you, who do you want to pay back? Wen Ning's hand hasn't been stained with any blood. Could it be that you guys still want to sit together?"
One person said, "Young Master Wei, you said they didn't get any blood on their hands? That's just your one-sided statement. Where's the evidence?"
Wei WuXian said, "Isn't it your one-sided statement that you think they killed them indiscriminately? Shouldn't you show the evidence first? Why did you ask me instead?"
The man shook his head again and again, with a look on his face, "This man is unreasonable." Another person sneered: "When the Wen slaughtered our people, it was a thousand times more cruel! They didn't talk to us, why should we talk to them?"
Wei WuXian smiled and said, "Oh. Wen dogs do a lot of evil, so anyone with the surname Wen can be killed? Isn't it right, many traitors who have surrendered from Qishan are now like a duck to water. There are not only a few of you here, right? Is it the head of the original Wen family's affiliated family?"
Those few clan masters were recognized by him, and their expressions changed immediately. Wei WuXian added, "Since anyone with the surname is Wen can let people vent their anger at will, no matter if they are innocent, does that mean I can kill them all now?"
Before he finished speaking, he pressed his hand and placed it on the Chen Qing on his waist. In an instant, people in the entire banquet hall were awakened by certain memories, as if they had returned to the battlefield where the sun was dark and the mountains of corpses and blood were piled up. All of a sudden, people all around stood up suddenly, Lan Wangji said solemnly, "Wei Ying!"
Jin Guangyao was the closest to Wei Wuxian, but his color didn't change. He said warmly, "Young Master Wei, please don't mess around, everything can be discussed."
Jin Guangshan also stood up, frightened, angry, fearful and hated: "Wei Wuxian! Jiang... Sect Master Jiang is not here, you are so unscrupulous!"
Wei WuXian sternly said, "Do you think I won't be reckless when he's here? If I want to kill someone, who can stop it, and who can stop it?!"
Lan Wangji said word by word, "Wei Ying, let go of your petition."
Wei Wuxian glanced at him, and in those pale, glazed eyes, he saw his almost hideous reflection. He suddenly turned his head and shouted, "Jin Zixun!"
Jin Guangshan hurriedly said, "Zixun!"
Wei WuXian said, "Stop talking nonsense. I think you all know that my patience is limited. Where is the person? I've wasted so much time with you. I only give you three words. Three!"
Jin Zixun wanted to grit his teeth, but when he saw Jin Guangshan's expression, his heart went cold. Wei Wuxian said again, "Two!"
Jin Zixuan shouted loudly, "...That's it! That's it! It's just a few warm dogs. If you want to use them, you can take them. I don't want to entangle with you today! Just go to Qiongqidao and find them yourself!"
Wei Wuxian sneered and said, "You should have said no earlier."
He comes like the wind and goes like the wind. As soon as the figure disappeared, the dark cloud in many people's hearts dissipated. In the banquet hall, people who couldn't sit down in twos and threes sat down, and nine out of ten people were already in a cold sweat. And Jin Guangshan stood there dumbfounded. After a while, he suddenly burst into rage and kicked the small case in front of him. The golden silver plate full of cases rolled down the steps, Jin Guangyao saw him lose his temper, and said, "Father..."
Before he finished speaking, Jin Guangshan walked away. Jin Zixun also deeply felt that he had lost face by giving in in front of the crowd. He was angry and hated, and he had to leave the stage together. Jin Guangyao hurriedly said, "Zixun..."
Jin Zixun was in a fit of rage, and without even thinking about it, he smashed the glass of wine he hadn't given away, and smashed it on Jin Guangyao's chest. The snow-white robe of Venus Xuelang burst into a splash of hops, and it was very embarrassing. But the scene was too chaotic, no one cared about this grossly inappropriate behavior, only Lan XiChen said, "Third brother!"
Jin Guangyao hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay, second brother, sit down."
Lan XiChen was inconvenient to comment on Jin Zixun, so he only took a white handkerchief and handed it to him, saying, "Go down and change your clothes."
Jin GuangYao took the handkerchief, wiped it while smiling bitterly, "I can't walk away."
He was the only one left in the field to clean up the mess and teach him how to get out. As he appeased the audience, he said with a frown, "Alas, this Young Master Wei is so impulsive. How could he speak like that in front of so many families?"
Lan Wangji said coldly, "Is he right?"
Jin Guangyao was stunned for a moment, and then immediately smiled, "Haha. Yes. Yes. But it's because he is right, so he can't say it face-to-face."
Lan XiChen was thoughtful and said, "This Young Master Wei has really changed his mind."
Hearing this, under Lan Wangji's frowning eyebrows, there was a hint of pain in those light-colored eyes.
After getting off Jinlintai, Wei Wuxian turned around in Lanling City, entered an alley, and said, "I found it, let's go."
When the warmth was sitting in the alley for a long time, he rushed out immediately after hearing the words. She was frail at the moment, a little dizzy, and the soles of her feet twitched. Wei Wuxian lifted her body with one hand and suggested, "Do you want me to find a place for you to rest, I'll be enough to go alone, I will definitely take Wen Ning brought it back."
She grabbed him tenderly and said, "no! No! I'm going, I must go! "
After Wen Ning disappeared, she ran from Qishan to Yunmeng almost non-stop on her legs. She didn't close her eyes for several days. Straight, barely humanoid. Wei Wuxian looked like she couldn't hold it anymore, and he didn't have time to eat slowly for her, so he bought a few steamed buns from the street and let her eat them. Wen Qing also knew that she was reaching her limit, she had to eat, her hair was messy, her eyes were red, her teeth were gnawing at the steamed buns, this look reminded Wei Wuxian of the time when he and Jiang Cheng were fleeing on the road . He promised again: "It's fine. I will definitely bring Wen Ning out."
Wen Qing choked while eating and said, "I knew I shouldn't leave... But I had no choice. They forcibly moved me to another city. When I came back, Wen Ning and the rest of the family were gone! I knew it wouldn't work to leave him alone!"
Wei WuXian said, "He can do it."
He broke down tenderly and said, "he can't do it! Aning has been timid since he was a child, afraid of things and timid, and even the people under his command dare not be a bit more temperamental, but they are all submissive people who are similar to him! I don't know what to do without it!"
When Wei Wuxian said goodbye to Jiang Cheng behind his back, Wen Qing said: "No matter what the outcome of this battle is, from now on, you and us will never owe each other. The two are clear." eye. However, last night, she held Wei Wuxian's hand so tightly that she almost knelt down in front of him, begging, "Wei Wuxian, Wei Wuxian, Wei Gongzi, please help me. I really can't find a way to do it. The person who helped, you must help me save Aning! I really have no choice but to find you!"
The pride of the past was gone.
Qiongqi Road is an ancient road in a valley. According to legend, this road is the place where Wen Mao, the ancestor of the Qishan Wen clan, became famous in the first battle. Hundreds of years ago, he fought with an ancient beast here for 9981 days, and finally killed it. This ancient beast is a divine beast that punishes the good and promotes the evil, chaotic and evil, likes to eat upright and loyal people, and presents it to those who do many evils. Of course, whether this legend is true or is it exaggerated by the descendants of the Qishan Wen family to deify the ancestors, there is no way to prove it.
Over the centuries, the valley has transformed from a precipitous thoroughfare to a place of praise and sightseeing. After the Battle of Shooting the Sun, all the families divided up the original Qishan Wen Sect's territory, and Qiong Qi Dao was also acquired by the Lanling Jin Sect. Originally, the high and broad mountain walls on both sides of the mountain road were carved with the wonderful life stories of the great sage Wen Mao. After the Lanling Jin Sect took over, naturally the glorious past of these Qishan Wen Sects could not be preserved, and they were starting to rebuild. The meaning of reconstruction is to chisel clean the alpine frescoes on both sides, empty them all, and engrave new totems. Of course, in the end, it must be changed to a new name that can highlight the bravery of the Lanling Jin Sect.
Such large projects naturally require a lot of coolies. And these coolies are naturally no more suitable candidates than the Wen family prisoners of war who became bereaved dogs after the Sun-shooting campaign.
When the two arrived at Qiong Qi Dao, it was already night, and the dark sky was cold and rainy. The warmth is deep with one foot shallow and the other close to Wei Wuxian, shivering, as if the whole person is chilled from the inside out, Wei Wuxian wants to help her from time to time. In front of the valley is a row of makeshift shacks for the prisoners of war to rest at night. With warmth, Wei Wuxian saw a rickety figure in the distance, draped in rain, walking slowly with a big flag. Approaching closer, the person carrying the flag was actually a trembling old woman, with a naive young son on his back, tied to the old man's back by a cloth, and was seriously biting his fingers. The old man and the young man walked back and forth on the road. The old man struggled to carry the high flag. He took two steps to take a break and put the flag down. Seeing this, she cried with tender red eyes, "Mother-in-law! It's me!"
The old man was probably not able to use his eyes and ears. He couldn't see or hear who was coming. He only knew what someone was calling when he approached. He hurriedly picked up the flag again. Found out and was reprimanded. Wen Qing ran forward, snatched the flag, and said, "what is this? What is this doing! "
The banner was painted with a huge Qishan Wen family's sun family crest, but at this time it was painted with a large blood-red fork, and the banner was torn to shreds. Since the end of the Sun Shooting Conquest, there have been countless people who have been labeled as "Remnants of the Warm Dog", and there are countless ways to toss them, and they even call it "introspection". Wei Wuxian knew that this must be the old woman. Being too old to be a coolie like the others, the boss here came up with such a way to torment her, asking her to walk around carrying the remnant flag of the Wen family and humiliate herself.
The old woman shrank in horror at first, and when she could barely distinguish the person, she opened her mouth wide and said tenderly, "Mother-in-law, where is Aning? Where are the fourth uncles? Where is Aning?!" The old woman looked at Wei Wuxian behind her, Don't dare to speak, just look at the valley, and run away without caring about anything else.
There were torches on both sides of the wide valley, and the flames flickered slightly in the fine rain, still blazing brightly and illuminating the hundreds of figures walking on the mountain road with heavy loads.
These prisoners of war were all pale, and their steps were vain. They were not allowed to use spiritual power and use external power, not only because the Lanling Jin Sect was wary of them, but also because of the implication of punishment. More than a dozen supervisors held black umbrellas and rode their horses through the rain to scold them. She rushed into the rain with warmth, her eyes swept frantically on every disgraced and tired face, a supervisor noticed her, raised his hand and shouted, "where did you come from? Who let you run wild here!"
Warm and anxious: "I'm looking for someone, I'm looking for someone!"
The foreman drove his horse to approach, pulled out something from his waist, and waved: "I don't care whether you look for someone or someone else, go! If you don't go..."
At this moment, he saw a young man in black walking behind the young woman, as if his tongue was knotted, and his voice stopped abruptly.
This young man was born with a bright and handsome face, but his eyes were quite cold, and staring at him made him shiver involuntarily. Soon, he found that the young man was not staring at him, but at the iron brand waving in his hand.
The iron irons in the hands of these supervisors are exactly the same as those used by the slaves of the Qishan Wen Sect in the past, except that the shape of the top iron plate has been changed from the sun pattern to the peony pattern.
Wei Wuxian noticed this, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Many supervisors recognized his face, and could not help but quietly rein in their horses and whispered with their colleagues. No one else dared to stop the warmth. She looked for it and shouted, "A Ning! A Ning!"
The cry was shrill, but no one answered. I searched all over the valley and saw no trace of my brother. If Wen Ning was here, he would have rushed out by himself. The few supervisors quietly dismounted, and everyone in the circle was staring at Wei Wuxian, as if hesitating whether they should come forward to say hello. Wen Qing rushed over and asked, "what about the newly sent Wen monks these days?"
Several people looked at each other. After lingering for a while, a supervisor who looked very honest and kind said: "All the prisoners of war here are monks of the Wen family, and new ones are sent every day."
He said tenderly: "it's my brother, brought by Jin Zixun! He... He's probably so tall, he doesn't talk much, and he stutters when he speaks... "
The supervisor said: "Hey, girl, look, there are so many people here, how can we remember one or two people stuttering?"
Warm and anxious to stomp: "I know he must be here!"
The superintendent was chubby and chubby, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, girl, in fact, people from other families often come to us to ask for monks, maybe they are going to leave in the past few days? Occasionally when the name is called You will find that someone has run away…”
He said tenderly, "he won't run! Mother-in-law and the others are all here, and my brother won't run alone. "
The foreman said: "Otherwise, you will find it slowly? All the people are here. If we can't find it in this valley, then we can't do anything about it."
Suddenly, Wei WuXian said, "Is everyone here?"
As soon as he spoke, the faces of those people froze. The foreman turned to him and said, "Yes."
Wei WuXian said, "Okay. I'll assume that all the living are here for now. Then, what about the others?"
The tender body shook.
The "other" relative to "live" is naturally only "dead".
The superintendent said quickly: "You can't talk like that. Although we are all Wen family cultivators here, no one dares to cause people's lives..."
Wei Wuxian took off the flute from his waist as if he hadn't heard it. Several prisoners of war who had been walking hard on his side suddenly shouted, dropped the heavy objects on their backs, and ran away. In the valley, a large space was suddenly vacated with him as the center.
In fact, these prisoners of war didn't recognize Wei Wuxian's face, because every cultivator of the Wen family who met Wei Wuxian on the battlefield of the Battle of the Sun had only one fate - the entire army was wiped out. Therefore, most of the Wen family cultivators who recognized his face were reduced to murderous corpses, manipulated and controlled by him, and became his subordinates. But the black wooden flute with the bright red tassels hanging down, and the youth in black who controlled it, had already become their nightmare. There were people all around exclaiming: "Ghost Flute Chen Qing!"
Wei Wuxian brought Chen Qing to his lips, and the shrill and sharp flute sound first pierced the night sky and pierced through the night rain like arrows piercing the clouds, and then the reverberation echoed throughout the valley. With a single sound, Wei Wuxian retracted his petition, and stood with his hands down, with a sneer, letting the rain wet his black hair and black clothes.
Soon, someone suddenly said, "What sound?"
Suddenly there were bursts of exclamations from outside the crowd, and crawling and crawling broke the encirclement into an open space. In the place they vacated, in the pattering rain, there stood a dozen figures in ragged clothes, tall and short, men and women, some exuding bursts of rotten stench. The one standing in the front was Wen Ning with his eyes still open.
His face was as pale as wax, his pupils were dilated, and the blood on the corners of his mouth had condensed into a dark brown. Although his chest did not rise and fall at all, it was obvious that half of his ribs had been knocked down. Anyone who sees such a shape will not feel that this person is still alive, but the warmth still does not give up, and trembles to grab his pulse.
After holding on for a long time, I finally cried out with a wow.
She was frightened and frightened these days, running almost crazy, but she was still late, and she didn't even see the last side of her brother.
Crying tenderly, she touched Wen Ning's ribs, as if she wanted to connect them, wondering if she could seize a chance. The originally sweet face was distorted from crying, and it became ugly and ugly. However, when a person is really sad to the point, there is absolutely no way to cry beautifully.
In front of the stiff corpse of her only younger brother, the arrogance she insisted was not left behind.
The stimulation of the warmth was too great, and finally I couldn't hold it anymore and fainted. Wei Wuxian stood behind her, caught her without saying a word, and made her lean against his chest. He closed his eyes, opened it after a while, and said, "Who killed this person?"
His tone was lukewarm, and he didn't seem to be angry, but was thinking about something. The superintendent named the leader was lucky and said stubbornly: "Young Master Wei, don't talk nonsense about this, no one dares to kill people here. He rolled down the mountain wall and fell to his death because of his careless work."
Wei WuXian said, "No one dares to kill people indiscriminately? Really?"
Several supervisors swore together: "It's absolutely true!"
"No falsehood!"
Wei Wuxian smiled slightly and said, "Oh. I understand."
Immediately, he replied slowly: "Because they are warm dogs, and warm dogs are not human. So killing them is not a murder, that's what you mean, right?"
Just now, the governor was thinking about this sentence, and he was suddenly pierced by him, and his face turned pale. Wei WuXian added, "Or do you really think that I don't know how a person dies?"
The supervisors were dumbfounded, and finally began to realize that something was wrong, and there was a faint intention to retreat. Wei WuXian kept his smile unchanged, and said, "You guys better tell the truth right away, who killed it, and stand up for yourself. Otherwise, I'll have to kill the wrong one rather than let it go. Kill them all, there should be no such thing as this. A fish that slipped through the net."
Everyone's scalp was numb and their backs were chilled. The governor murmured: "The Yunmeng Jiang sect and the LanlingJin sect are on good terms right now, you can't..."
Hearing this, Wei Wuxian glanced at him and said in surprise, "You are very courageous. Are you threatening me?"
The governor said hurriedly: "I dare not dare."
Wei WuXian said, "Congratulations on your success in draining all my patience. Since you don't want to say it, let him answer it himself."
As if waiting for his sentence for a long time, Wen Ning's stiff body suddenly moved and raised his head. Before the two supervisors who were standing closest had time to scream in surprise, their throats were each caught by an iron hoop-like palm.
Wen Ning held up the two short-statured supervisors with a blank expression, and the circle around the open space became bigger and bigger. It's irreversible!"
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the rain kept falling down Wei Wuxian's cheeks.
He turned around abruptly, put his hand on Wen Ning's shoulder, and shouted, "Wen Qionglin!"
In response, Wen Ning let out a long, deafening roar, causing the ears of everyone in the valley to ache.
Wei Wuxian said word by word, "Whoever made you become like this, you will let them end in the same way. I will give you this right and clear it up!"
Hearing this, Wen Ning immediately collided the two supervisors in his hands, and the two heads were like watermelons bursting.
The scene was extremely bloody, with screams one after another in the valley, horses neighing, captives fleeing, and there was chaos. Wei Wuxian picked up the warmth and passed through the crowd of frying pans as if nothing had happened. He held a horse and was about to turn around when a thin captive said, "...Mr. Wei!"
Wei Wuxian turned his head and said, "What?"
The prisoner's voice trembled slightly, pointed in a direction, and said, "There is a room at the end of the mountain...the valley, which they used...to lock up and beat people, and drag them out and bury them if they were killed. People, maybe there are some out there..."
Wei Wuxian said, "Thank you."
Following the direction of the man, he found a shack that looked like a temporary set up. With warmth in one hand, he kicked the door open with one foot. There were more than a dozen people sitting in the corner of the room, all of them bloodied, with blue noses and swollen faces. A few people saw the warmth in Wei Wuxian's arms, and they didn't care that they were all hurt, they rushed over and shouted, "Girl Qing!"
One person said angrily: "You... who are you, and what did you do to the lord?"
Wei WuXian said, "It's nothing. Who are Wen Ning's cultivators? Stop talking nonsense and come out!"
Several people looked at each other in dismay, but Wei Wuxian had left with warmth, and they had to support each other and follow each other. As soon as they got out of the house, before they could see what was going on in the chaotic scene in the valley, Wei Wuxian said, "Everyone is looking for a horse, hurry up!"
A middle-aged man said: "No, my son Wen Ning..."
At this moment, a human head flew by in front of him, and everyone turned their heads in unison, just to see Wen Ning throwing a headless corpse on the ground with his hands and feet still twitching, and digging out the man's internal organs with his bare hands. Wei Wuxian shouted, "Enough!"
There was a low growl from Wen Ning's throat, as if not satisfied, but Wei WuXian blew a whistle and said, "Get up!" Wen Ning had to stand up. Wei WuXian said, "What are you still doing, get on the horse! Are you still waiting for me to find Feijian for you?"
One person remembered that the old man was still here, so he hurriedly brought the old woman and the young son and helped them on the horse. Wei Wuxian himself also got on his horse with the warmth that was still unconscious. Dozens of people found only a dozen horses in the chaos. Two or three people rode together. The horses were crowded. Seeing that kid, Wei Wuxian stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me."
The old woman shook her head again and again, and the child hugged her grandmother's neck tightly, and was about to slide down, but there was an unconcealed look of horror in their eyes. Wei Wuxian stretched out his hand and took the child over and tucked it under his arm. The old woman was terrified and said, "A Yuan! A Yuan!"
Although the child named A Yuan was very young, he already knew he was afraid, but he didn't cry. He just kept biting his finger and peeking at Wei Wuxian. Wei WuXian shouted, "Let's go!" He put his legs on the horse's back and set off first. A dozen horses followed, galloping away in the night rain.