Hearing someone calling him, Ye Wangxi turned around. Although her expression was haggard, her spirit was not as bad as the ink burning imagined.
Seeing Mo Ran, Ye Wangxi lowered his eyes and bowed to him, still a man's courtesy - she couldn't change this habit and said, "Mr. Mo."
The ink burned and looked at her, and then looked at Nangong Si beside her.
He couldn't help asking: "You... where did you come from, why is this body covered in blood..."
Ye Wangxi said: "We started from Linyi, and we encountered evil spirits on the way. It was inevitable that we would be disheveled. Sorry."
Mo Ran was about to ask again, Xue Zhengyi said: "Ran'er is here? Well, come in and talk."
When Chu nightning entered the house, he no longer looked at the ink, but sat directly in his position, straightened his clothes, and looked at Nangong Si.
Although he and Nangong Si did not have the name of master and apprentice, they also had the grace of enlightenment. He looked at Nangong Si for a while, and his heart was inevitably sour, but the only thing he said was a simple sentence: "... Are you all okay?"
This is the first time someone has seen them since the Confucianism Sect and asked them how they were doing.
Nangong Si's eyes were a little red for a moment. He suddenly lowered his head, squeezed his palm into a fist, closed his eyes and endured it for a long time, before he restrained the urge to cry in front of Chu Wanning, and said hoarsely: "No, it's okay, It's all okay."
Chu nightning sighed softly, lowered his eyes, and said no more.
He didn't believe what Nangong Si said, Linyi is a long way to go, and two young people came over like this, how could they not suffer.
Xue Zhengyi was very distressed and helped to explain: "Yuheng, you didn't come just now. It's like this. Young Master Nangong and Miss Ye found some clues and came here to tell us."
"I heard that it has something to do with Xu Shuanglin?"
"Um."
Chu nightning said: "Sit down and talk."
The ink burned and moved the chair over, but Nangong Si and Ye Wangxi felt that they were dirty and smelly, and were unwilling to sit down. Chu nightning did not force them, paused for a while, and asked: "Linyi said goodbye that day, where did you go later?"
Nangong Si said: "Ye Wangxi and I were forced to take shelter in Weishan across the river due to the fire." After a pause, he continued, "Weishan is desolate and it is inconvenient to communicate, Ye Wangxi was injured again. So after the fire went out, we rested for a while, and then we went back... back to the Confucianism Gate."
Now listening to Nangong Si mention this sect that he first entered the world to join, it is a matter of right and wrong. Chu nightning couldn't tell what it was like. After a long while, he sighed: "There should be no grass there."
"Grandmaster is right, it's true that no grass grows, but something crawled out of the ruins."
Chu nightning raised his eyes and asked: "What?"
"These bugs."
Nangong Si opened a blood-stained pocket in front of him, half open and half hidden. It was filled with buzzing worms. The green shell had black spots, three big, two small, five spots in total, and the tail of the worm was scattered. A touch of bloody smell. Most of these bugs are still in the bag, and they seem to be afraid of light, but a few have already flown out and parked on the wall of the Danxin Hall, on the corridor, and there are bloodstains one after another where they climbed.
The ink burns know this kind of bug, the soul eater.
This kind of worm lives only in the blood pool near Linyi Confucianism Gate.
Almost all the elders felt that this kind of bug was extremely disgusting, and Lu Cun even covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief. He couldn't stand the stench.
"We found these soul-devouring insects in the ruins." Nangong Si said, "I thought it was the insects in the nearby blood pool that were attracted, so I flew some here, but later found out that it was not."
"How to say?"
"There are too many bugs. Ye Wangxi and I walked through the seventy-two cities of the Confucianism Gate. The cracks in the bricks, the mud, the ashes, and the ashes are all these soul-eating insects. We felt that something was wrong. After careful inspection, we found that not only Adult worms, and larvae. . . The master should understand what I mean."
Chu nightning didn't understand Gu worms, and he was a little stunned at first, but then he thought about it and figured it out.
The Blood Pond is next to Mount Wei, separated from Linyi by a large river. The wings of the Soul Eater Insect are weak, and the adult worms smell the breath of the dead and flutter over a few. This barely makes sense, but what about the larvae
How could the larvae walk across rivers and mountains on their own legs, and how could they come to the scorched earth of Confucianism.
Chu nightning frowned and said: "Someone put it here in advance?"
"Well, that's what I think."
Elder Greedy Wolf listened and suddenly realized: "This kind of soul-devouring worm can store spiritual power. After the disaster, there are many resentful spirits everywhere, and there are many cultivators in Linyi. Seeds of attribute spiritual power. With these thousands of seeds, even if you don’t need to use your own spells, you can drive most of the formations.”
So who will put the bugs out? Who could have predicted the catastrophe in Linyi in advance? Who needs outside spiritual power
No one answered, but the answer speaks for itself.
Only the initiator, Xu Shuanglin, or his original name, Nangong Xu.
Xue Zhengyi said: "So during the period of the upper and lower cultivation world, I have been relying on the traces of spells to find Xu Shuanglin, but it turned out that he did not use his own power at all, but the bug's?"
Nangong Si said: "Well, it is true."
Xue Zhengyi pondered: "Well... detection spells can only detect people, but they can't detect the traces of beasts and monsters. If Xu Shuanglin uses this method, it can indeed hide the traces for a long time."
He asked Greedy Wolf again, "Can you find Xu Shuanglin's whereabouts by tracking the bugs?"
Greedy Wolf said: "Impossible. Soul-devouring worms go down to the underworld. After they are full of soul fragments, they all go underground, and there is no way to find out."
Hearing this, Xue Zhengyi suddenly remembered something and said, "Since you are going to the netherworld, why don't you ask the Guilty Master? He should be able to know about the ghost world."
Chu nightning immediately said: "You don't have to ask him."
"why?"
"It's useless to find him." Chu nightning said, "He doesn't want to intervene in the red dust, and he won't say anything."
Chu nightning used to be a sinful pro-disciple. At this moment, he said this resolutely. Although everyone was puzzled, it was not easy to say anything more, and the hall fell into silence again.
After a long while, Xue Zhengyi murmured: "What should I do? Since Xu Shuanglin can use the spiritual power of Gu worms to avoid the search, no matter how much we investigate, it will be useless, should we let him go?"
Chu nightning proposed: "Is it okay to change the search idea?"
"How to say?"
"Your Highness, when Xu Shuanglin left, he took three things with him, do you remember which three?"
Xue Zhengyi said one by one: "Luo Fenghua's spiritual core, Nangong..." He glanced at Nangong Si, sighed in his heart, and lowered his voice, "Head of Nangong, there is also a Shenwu."
Chu nightning said: "Well, a person will always have his purpose in doing things. When he is in a hurry to escape, he still insists on taking these three things away. It will never be idle and boring. Then according to the Lord's opinion, What does Xu Shuanglin take away his brother for?"
"Um... revenge?"
"Then what did he take away Shenwu for?"
Xue Zhengyi thought for a while: "Rely on five pure spiritual powers to tear open the cracks in the ghost world."
"The purpose of tearing apart the cracks in the ghost world is to get Luo Fenghua's spiritual core." Chu nightning said, "There is no need for him to tear open the second time."
"What's that for?"
Chu nightning said: "I think there is a possibility that he is for rebirth."
Xue Zhengyi was stunned for a moment: "But the rebirth technique... You don't need five pure spiritual powers to perform. Didn't Master Guilty once perform it?"
Chu nightning shook his head: "Sin once said that the method of rebirth in the world is not exactly the same, so the Lord does not have to use his display as a reference."
When Greedy Wolf heard this, he sneered: "Elder Yuheng has no evidence, how can he dare to speculate, Xu Shuanglin is doing this to practice the forbidden technique of rebirth?"
Chu nightning said: "With the last thing he took away, Luo Fenghua's spiritual core."
In the hall, Chu nightning's voice was steady and low, orderly.
"Many years ago, I once tried a girl who died in vain in Caidie Town. When she was young, she met a crazy man covered in blood, fed her oranges, and said that her eyes looked like her own. The old friend, the madman said one last sentence - Linyi has a boy, twenty hearts are dead."
Twenty years old, that is the age when Nangong Xu was framed and criticized by everyone for never turning over.
At the Lingshan Conference that year, he was high-spirited and arrogant. He felt that as long as he used his talent and worked hard all his life, he could have fairness and justice, and have everything he deserved.
But he tried his best, but what he got was only a lifetime of infamy.
With a sharp blade in his hand and ambition in his heart, he is no match for his elder brother, who has a bright tongue and a lotus.
He hates.
The hatred is so deep that there is nowhere to seek justice, everyone is laughing at him, accusing him, and spurning him.
In the end, the living became the dead, and the dead became ghosts.
Li Gui crawled out of the wrecked mountain of hatred and blood, and wanted to get the justice he deserved from all the upright gentlemen in this world.
"This madman needs to be said now, it's Xu Shuanglin, so who is the old friend? Who does Luo Xianxian's eyes look like?"
"Looks alike and both have the surname Luo..." Xue Zhengyi said stunned, "Could it be Luo Fenghua?"
Chu nightning said: "I think it should be Luo Fenghua. At the bottom of Jincheng Lake, Xu Shuanglin tried the two techniques of Zhenlong chess game and rebirth. Zhenlong chess game is for manipulating others, and who is rebirth for? He only took away two bodies, The head of Nangong, Luo Fenghua, is not for the head of Nangong."
Xue Zhengyi murmured: "But what did he do when he resurrected Luo Fenghua? Isn't Luo Fenghua the one who framed him?"
"People's hearts are unpredictable, and you can't speak arrogantly." Chu nightning said, "But he took Luo Fenghua's body away, and I can't think of any other purpose besides resurrecting it."
Everyone was silent, and after careful consideration, they all felt that Chu nightning's analysis was really good, but it was still unfounded. In the final analysis, these are just their inferences. The answer to this question may only be answered by Xu Shuanglin, who is hiding somewhere at the moment.
After the meeting, the ink burned for a long time, and that night, he went to the warm pavilion to find Xue Zhengyi.
Xue Zhengyi was looking up the classics, looking at some content related to "Soul Eater", hoping to get some clues to trace Xu Shuanglin's whereabouts.
"uncle."
"Ran'er? It's so late, why don't you go to bed?"
"I can't sleep, there is something I want to ask my uncle."
Xue Zhengyi raised his chin and motioned for him to take a seat. The ink burned without being long-winded, and asked straight to the point: "Does my uncle know, Luo Fenghua... that is, Xu Shuanglin's master, what kind of person is he?"
"Luo Fenghua." Xue Zhengyi frowned, pondered for a long time, and shook his head, "I have very little contact with him, and I can't tell you the specifics. It's probably... Upright, resolute, fair, taciturn but actually very temperamental. Well, he also has the courage to do things, and he won't drag things out. When he was the head of the Confucianism Sect, he also sent disciples to the lower world to fight demons and eliminate demons."
The ink burned: "So all in all, he has nothing to criticize in other places except for usurping the position of the head of the Nangong family, right?"
Xue Zhengyi sighed: "Yes, not only is there no criticism, he is a good person at all, I can't understand how someone like him can curse his apprentice so hard."
The ink burned for a moment, and suddenly said: "Does my uncle feel that your description of Luo Fenghua is a bit like a person?"
Xue Zhengyi was stunned for a moment: "You want to say Yuheng?... Come on, where is Yuheng's temper better."
"No, it's someone else."
"Who?"
The ink burned: "Ye forgets the past."
"Ah..." Xue Zhengyi slowly, the tiger's eyes widened, three words silently chewed between his lips and tongue, and then slowly said, "Ye forgets the past..."
This person is generous and resolute, tenacious and unyielding, and is indeed very similar to Luo Fenghua, who has only been the head of the head for a short year or so in memory.
"looks like?"
"...Like." Xue Zhengyi was gradually a little surprised, because Ye Wangxi and Luo Fenghua were different in gender, age difference, and status in the Confucianism Sect, so he didn't put the two together before. After comparison, at this moment, I was reminded by the ink, and I was shocked to realize that these two people were carved out of the same mold, and they were exactly the same.
The more Xue Zhengyi thought about it, the more surprised he was, and the long-held memories emerged one by one. He could even vaguely remember that when Luo Fenghua was only a Confucian scholar, the clothes he wore were very similar to the one Ye Wangxi used to wear.
There are also two people's demeanor, speech tone.
Even the way the bow is drawn—
When he was young, he also saw Luo Fenghua pulling a bow. That time, it was to celebrate the birthday of Nangong Liu, and the Confucianism Gate also invited the two brothers of the Xue family. Xue Zhengyi remembered that in the snowy sky, Luo Fenghua only pulled the bowstring tightly with three fingers, and his tail finger was stretched. Up, the arrowhead swooped out of the sky, piercing the white clumps, and a snow demon rabbit fell to the ground a hundred paces away.
People around him were praising him for his bowing skills, but Luo Fenghua just smiled softly, and casually pulled the bow and arrow backhand, slung it on his left arm, and rubbed his fingertips subconsciously on the string.
It was a set of movements that flowed smoothly and freely, and the final ending was different from the majestic and majestic ones of others.
Xue Zhengyi watched it next to him and felt amazing, so he remembered it in his heart.
At this moment, I suddenly remembered that Ye Wangxi and Nangong Si used bows and arrows together during the Battle of Sky Crack. Nangong Si's feather arrows were sharp, but Xue Zhengyi didn't have much impression, but Ye Wangxi used up a round of flying feather arrows. Always habitually slung the bow to the crook of the left arm, pull it back with the backhand, and rub the bowstring with the fingertips subconsciously.
At that time, I couldn't help but take a second glance, as if I felt that the gentle and smooth, unrestrained and unrestrained posture was very similar to a certain person.
He slapped his forehead suddenly and said, "Oh, really... really, really! It's exactly the same!"
The ink burned and raised his eyebrows: "What is the same?"
"In the way of archery, Luo Fenghua is so similar to Ye Wangxi, exactly the same, exactly the same!"
Mo Ran looked at Xue Zhengyi's amazement and couldn't help laughing, but he said, "Uncle's words are bad."
"Ah? What's wrong?"
The ink burned: "The cause and effect is wrong."
"cause and effect?"
"Well, it's not that Luo Fenghua is like Ye Wangxi." Mo Ran sighed, "It's Ye Wangxi, who looks like Luo Fenghua."
When he said this, his eyes were very bright. He felt that he could finally be sure this time, and he must have guessed correctly: Xu Shuanglin's rebirth technique was to revive Luo Fenghua.
Although he didn't know how many secrets were hidden in the old affairs of Confucianism, but in two lifetimes, Xu Shuanglin in the last life could die for Ye Wangxi, and in this life, he did all the Confucianism but not her, why
He didn't think that Xu Shuanglin simply couldn't bear to start because Ye Wangxi was his righteous daughter.
Xu Shuanglin, who looks very free and easy, said "there is a boy in Linyi, twenty hearts are dead", and he named his place "Sansheng Bieyuan", as if he wanted to forget his past. The latter's virtue, and even the name of the righteous daughter, is so naked and naked.
Forget the past.
Forget the past self, old friends, forget the hatred and kindness of the past.
But Xu Shuanglin unknowingly nurtured Ye Wangxi into a reflection that could never be forgotten, and raised the abandoned orphan into the appearance of another person.
This person, who earnestly hoped to forget all his past events, may have lived in the quagmire of memories from beginning to end.
At this point, Mo Ran has vaguely guessed in his heart, probably because he has also been crazy in the dark, and he feels that his prediction of Xu Shuanglin's behavior should be more accurate than others. However, it is not convenient for him to share these thoughts with others.
On the second day, Xue Zhengyi, who had searched through the books to no avail, summoned the crowd and said, "Poisonous insects and beasts are the strengths of Lonely Moon Night. If the soul-devouring insects were found at the old site of Rufengmen, it is better to inform Jiang Xi first."
Xuanji agreed: "The first pharmacist in the world, the Holy Hand of Cold Scale, is under Jiang Xi's command. Let him find a way to check, it shouldn't be wrong."
But Chu nightning frowned and asked Ye Wangxi: "Miss Ye, have you ever seen your foster father raised any poisonous insects and poisonous beasts since you were a child?"
"Never."
"What about medicine and animal taming? Have you ever dabbled in it."
"He... has only raised a parrot, not to mention a strange beast, but an ordinary puppy. He has no intention of taking it in, and his medical skills are even weaker."
After Chu nightning listened, he said to Xue Zhengyi: "Don't tell Gu Yueye about the soul-devouring worm."
"Why?"
"Since Xu Shuanglin is not good at medicine or animal taming, then it's not necessarily him who feeds the driving Gu worms, but the hand that sticks out from the last crack."
"You are suspicious of Lonely Moon Night..."
"The conclusion should not be rash." Chu nightning said, "But caution is always right."
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Small Theater "Who is Boss No. 2?" 》
Xu Shuanglin: Hello everyone, let me introduce myself. I am the No. 1 boss of your final battle volume. Now I want to conduct a quiz without prizes. Who is the No. 2 boss and how to fight
Mo Ran: I bet the second boss is your master. He has such a good temper. I think I can defeat him with my mouth escape ninjutsu.
Chu nightning: I bet that the second boss is 0.5. He has such a bad temper. I think he can beat him by hitting the ground casually.
Xue Meng: I... I bet the second boss is... Jiang Xi? He takes money so much, I think stealing his bank card can beat him.
Teacher: Then I bet that the second boss is myself, alas, how can life be so difficult, even sending a box lunch in the corner can't be peaceful qaq.
Mei Hanxue: Comrade, let me let you go, I contracted your lunch cart.