【Xue Xiao】Desolate City Crossing

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Chen Xibao stood in front of their original table and looked around, holding a medicine bag in his hand.When he saw that Xiao Xingchen came back with Xue Yang, his expression froze, and he subconsciously hid the traditional Chinese medicine bag behind his back in trembling. He moved his eyes down to check Xiao Xingchen's fingers, and saw that the fingertips had returned to their original white color. The boulder fell to the ground.

Xue Yang noticed his strangeness, and asked from a distance, "You, sneaky, what are you doing?"

Chen Xibao became nervous again.

"No nothing, I'm a little anxious until Xiao Xingchen grows up."

Xue Yang glanced at him and said, "How long have you been waiting? The seizing organization that hunted and killed you hasn't shown up for several days. I guess they really don't have time. Why should we be afraid of this? It's ridiculous."

Chen Xibao cried out inwardly, thinking: "You are much more terrifying than that organization!" He kept his composure on his face, put on a smiling face, and asked Xiao Xingchen to sit down and continue drinking tea.

Fortunately, Xue Yang did not continue to question, nor did he find the medicine package.Chen Xibao was surprised to see that one person and one ghost had regained their harmony. Xiao Xingchen asked for a plate alone, and put one of the three snacks on the table into the plate to cast a spell on it and handed it to Xue Yang.And that ghost also seemed to be in a very good mood, and he didn't show any vicious or arrogant expression. He smiled and ate while interrogating him about many details about the organization of seizing the house, the route home, the departure time, etc., completely looking like he wanted to be with Xiao Xingchen. The look of escorting him home together.

Xue Yang put away his threatening and intimidating face, and was very good at getting close to others. Chen Xibao was flattered by a few words, and felt that Xue Yang was like an extremely approachable little brother. The future plan was repeated in every detail. Xue Yang seemed to be very interested in the process of making living people into "containers" by the Duoshe organization, so he carefully questioned him about various details.

"You mean, they have to bleed people every day and burn incense for more than two hours. After half a month, you will succeed in seizing the house?"

Chen Xibao repeatedly affirmed: "That's right, when you burn incense, you have to lie flat in the center of a magic circle."

Xue Yang said, "What does the magic circle look like?"

Chen Xibao's description: "Round shape, painted with wax, symmetrically lit incense on both sides of the human head."

Xue Yang asked again: "Did you get close to the incense? What does the incense smell like?"

Chen Xibao said: "There is no special smell, but as soon as I get close to it, I will feel tightness in my chest, and after a long time, I will feel dizzy, nauseated, and confused. After I discovered this, every time they smelled incense, I would hide away."

Xue Yang said: "Then what about them themselves? Didn't they do anything before burning the incense? For example, what antidote did they take first?"

Chen Xibao frowned and thought about it for a moment, then clapped his hands suddenly: "That's right! Yes! I have seen a few times, before they burn incense, they will take a dark red pill by themselves!"

Xiao Xingchen had been listening intently to the question and answer between Xue Yang and Chen Xibao, and was a little moved by Xue Yang's seriousness, but Xue Yang turned to him while rubbing his chin. Daoist, fortunately you have me by your side, I know there is something that no one else knows!"

"Really?" Xiao Xingchen couldn't help laughing, and cooperated, "Then what's your opinion?"

Xue Yang lowered his voice as if revealing the secret answer, and pointed his index finger on the table: "Che, Soul, Fragrance!"

"Soul-pulling incense?" Xiao Xingchen and Chen Xibao looked puzzled, "What is that?"

"A kind of incense that will not kill people immediately, but can make people's souls in a free state. The Taoist priest should know that people other than monks will find it difficult to return their souls after leaving the body for a long time. They rely on this kind of incense. Make people into 'containers' and sell them to people who want to be reborn and have no cultivation, such as old or seriously ill local rich people."

Xiao Xingchen was thoughtful: "There is such an outrageous fragrance? Where did you know about it?"

"What's the matter? I knew there was this kind of fragrance when I was very young," Xue Yang said disapprovingly, "I know the most about this kind of crooked things. There are so many manuscripts of sorcery and forbidden arts. It's not for nothing. I also know that to make this kind of incense, you need an extremely rare grass called Scattering Soul Grass. According to legend, this kind of grass grows on the extremely cold snow-capped mountains and has long been extinct. I couldn't find the soul-dispersing grass, so I couldn't make it in the end."

Hearing this, both Xiao Xingchen and Chen Xibao stared at the talking ghost with extremely suspicious eyes.

"Look at me for what? It's not me. The person who wanted to make this kind of incense is already dead," Xue Yang remembered that he was "already dead" as well, and added an explanation: "You see, I need to make money , or someone who needs to rely on this method to seize the house? The person I mentioned died earlier than me."

This reason is indeed more convincing. Xiao Xingchen nodded to express his belief that when the three souls and seven souls are complete, Xue Yang can easily seize the house, and there is no need for any dementor incense. Insufficient soul, no matter what method Xue Yang uses, it is impossible for Xue Yang to complete the seizure, let alone such an idea. As for money, the Kuizhou bullies really don't need to make money.

Xue Yang swallowed a mouthful of snacks, and said again: "This organization has its own way of doing things. It must have been in operation for many years, has a certain scale, and the scope of 'business' covers a wide range. Lanling may not be the only stronghold. In their Among the things they do, the "soul-absorbing incense" is the key. Without such a thing, they would not be able to process living people as containers for looting houses for profit. If the Taoist chief wants to completely destroy this organization, he must destroy the "soul-absorbing incense" To create the source, kill the person who knows the method of making the incense, and destroy the formula, so that this organization can be uprooted and there will be no way out."

Chen Xibao listened to Xue Yang's logical analysis, and gradually felt awe of this ghost.

If he was not messing around, this ghost hit the nail on the head when he commented on things, and he acted with a faint sense of vigor and resoluteness. He should have done something during his lifetime, but somehow he lost his arm and died at a young age.

Xiao Xingchen was worried: "What if there are a lot of people who know the method of making the incense? Could it be that they will all be killed without distinction?"

Xue Yang said with a smile: "Don't worry, the Daoist, the Soul-Devouring Incense is an important core for this organization to make huge profits. If many people know the method of making this incense, the organization cannot become an organization. Only a few know the secret formula of Soul-Devouring Incense Naturally, people will not easily leak the formula."

Xiao Xingchen was puzzled: "This recipe is so secret? But don't you know it? If you read it from some manuscript, how can you guarantee that others won't read the same manuscript?"

Xue Yang shook his head: "I only know the effect of conjuring souls and that the main raw material is to use soul-scattering grass. I don't know the specific method of making it. I just heard this information by chance on a secret occasion when we were discussing this matter. The two people involved in the matter thought that my life was not long, so they didn't hide it, but they didn't expect that they died earlier than me, so this secret, few people in the world really know."

After finishing speaking, he noticed that Xiao Xingchen's clear eyes were staring at him suspiciously again, and Xue Yang couldn't help but laugh: "Master Daoist, why do you suspect that I did it when you mentioned something bad? Those two people went crazy and died because of their own practice." , has nothing to do with me! At that time I..."

Xue Yang originally wanted to say that he was still very young at the time, less than ten years old, but Xiao Xingchen already knew that he had killed someone when he was eight years old, so his age at that time could not remove his suspicion of murder, so he had to stop talking halfway. .

To his surprise, Xiao Xingchen took over the conversation and completed the sentence: "You were still very young at that time?"

Xue Yang nodded, a little confused, wondering what Xiao Xingchen would suspect this time.

I saw Xiao Xingchen frowned slightly, repeating what he said in a concerned tone: "But those who discussed this at the time thought you were dying?"

"..."

It turned out that he cared about this matter, Xue Yang's heart warmed up, but his eyes avoided, deliberately ignoring Xiao Xingchen's curiosity.

"Uh... yes, it happened a long time ago. Anyway, the method of making the Soul-destroying Incense is absolutely confidential, and few people know about it. As long as the Taoist priest gets rid of those few people, you can be done..."

Xue Yang changed the topic in his mouth, but Xiao Xingchen reminded him that he secretly wondered how it could be such a coincidence. After nearly 30 years, he met someone who wanted to make money from Lihunxiang. The two people who secretly discussed this matter 30 years ago clearly knew each other I said that there is no other record of the secret recipe of Soul-hunting Incense, and no one knows about it except them. Could it be that there is any relationship between this organization and those two people before?

After much deliberation, Xue Yang focused on the matter of "seizing the house". Thirty years ago, those two people also secretly practiced sorcery. If they could seize the house and be reborn, then the reappearance of this secret would make sense up.The more Xue Yang thought about it, the more likely it became, his old hatred for those two was hooked up, and he talked less and less.Xiao Xingchen saw that Xue Yang was absent-minded, and thought it was because he didn't want to talk about the past, and he didn't want to be difficult, so he could only follow other unimportant topics and discuss some things. After three cups of tea, they checked out and went back to the inn.

Just after walking a short distance, the waiter in the tea shed who was packing the cups held up a medicine bag and shouted, "Did the guest leave something behind?"

Chen Xibao hastily dismissed it: "It's not ours! You should ask someone else! Otherwise, keep it for yourself!"

Two people and one ghost, the further they walked towards the inn, the deserted the street became, and when they arrived at the inn, there were almost no one around, Xiao Xingchen glanced at the instigator, Xue Yang had returned to his normal expression, and said with a smile: "It's okay, at worst, the Daoist will live in another place." , it will be back to normal in a few days, and I will never make trouble in a new place!"

Xiao Xingchen thought it should be the same, otherwise he would really affect the business of the store if he continued to live here, so he asked Chen Xibao for advice. Settling down, I will change my residence tonight.

They lived in the Ping An Inn, with a restaurant downstairs and a guest room upstairs.As soon as Xiao Xingchen and Chen Xibao stepped into the main entrance of the inn, they saw the deserted restaurant on the first floor. A dozen tables were empty, and only one of the tables was filled with food. After seeing clearly the appearance of the two eating at the table, Xiao Xingchen and Chen Xibao were taken aback for a moment, Xue Yang poked his head out from behind Xiao Xingchen, also a little surprised, the corners of his mouth curled up with interest.

Two young men who were eating were sitting on the same side of the square table, one of them was dressed in plain clothes like snow, sitting upright, with a cloud pattern on his forehead and his eyes were light, extremely handsome; the other young man in black, They were also born handsome and handsome, with high spirits, but they didn't sit upright like the young man in white, casual and free, with a flute around his waist, and the red tassels on the flute were bright and warm. They really are a pair of handsome people, destined to attract people wherever they go Attention.

This is Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian who Xiao Xingchen and Chen Xibao have been looking for for several days. Unexpectedly, after many days of searching for nothing, these two people will come to their door on their own initiative.

"Little uncle?!"

As soon as the young man in black saw Xiao Xingchen, he greeted Xiao Xingchen in surprise and enthusiasm. When he saw the shadow behind Xiao Xingchen, his face suddenly changed. He shouted: "Xue Yang?! Why are you here?"

Hearing this sentence, the young man in white at the table also stood up vigilantly, but in his eyes, there was nothing outside the door.