[Mo Dao Patriarch Empathy Body] Si Jun can be chased

Not long after, the stone wall lit up again, and Wei Wuxian was lying on the ground, soundly asleep.

Crowd: ...

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Wei WuXian opened his eyes, got up subconsciously, and was thinking about where he went, but he didn't expect him to stand up and face the bed directly. On the bed, Lan Zhan had disappeared, and only he was left in a well-behaved manner. Lying on the couch, with his hands on his sides, he was placed in a peaceful posture.

Wei Wuxian thought to himself, I never knew I could sleep so peacefully.

At this moment, he himself woke up, lifted the quilt covering his body, buried the five fingers of his right hand in his hair, and the absurd and creepy inexplicable feeling still lingered in his heart.

At this time, the wooden door of the quiet room was lightly knocked twice, and Lan Sizhui's voice sounded outside: "Mr. Mo? Are you awake?"

'Wei Wuxian': "Why did you call me so early?!"

Lan Sizhui: "Morning, early?... But, it's already time."

The Lan family all work at Maoshi and Haishi, which is extremely regular, while 'Wei Wuxian' rests at Sishi, which is also very regular, a full two hours later than his family.

Wei Wuxian lay on the bed in the middle of the night, his back ached, and he said frankly, "I can't get up."

Lan Sizhui said, "Uh, what's the matter with you?"

'Wei Wuxian' said: "What's wrong with me. I was slept by your Hanguang-jun!"

Wei Wuxian: ...

Want a face?

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Everyone in the Guixu Hall was also speechless.

However, after experiencing it a few times, they seem to have gotten used to Wei Wuxian's style.

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Lan Jingyi's voice also sounded aggressively: "We won't spare you if you talk nonsense again. Come out!"

'Wei Wuxian' said injustice: "Really! He slept with me all night! If I don't go out, I'll be ashamed to see people!"

Lan Jingyi said angrily: "It's really shameless! Mr. Hanguang is not a broken sleeve, he sleeps with you?! If you don't go to sleep, he will be grateful to the heavens. Get up! Take your donkey away and treat it well , the noise is dead!"

Speaking of his mount, 'Wei Wuxian' hurriedly got up: "What did you do to my little apple?! Don't touch it, it will kick badly."

Lan Jingyi asked, "What is Little Apple?"

'Wei Wuxian' said, "My donkey!"

He went out of the quiet room, urged several juniors to lead him to find a mount, and was led to a piece of green grass, where the donkey was indeed barking and making a lot of noise.

The reason for screaming is because it wants to eat grass, but there are dozens of billowing white pompoms gathered on the grass, making it unable to bite.

Looking at the dozens of chubby rabbits on the ground, Wei Wuxian couldn't help but be astonished.

I don't know where the cloud is, isn't it forbidden to keep pets?Why are there so many rabbits?

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Lan Xichen did know that there were already a bunch of rabbits in Yunshen, and they forgot to raise them.

At first, it was Wangji who came to him with two rabbits in his arms and said he wanted to raise them.

When he felt empathy, he realized that the two rabbits were given by Wei Wuxian.

Thinking about it this way, Wangji has always followed the rules, and only when he meets Wei Wuxian, he will always make an exception.

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'Wei Wuxian' said joyfully: "A lot of rabbits! Come here, fork up and roast!"

Lan Jingyi smoked from the seven orifices: "Killing is forbidden in the unknown place of Yunshen! Hurry up and make it shut up, those who read it earlier have come to ask it several times! If we do this again, we will be scolded to death!"

'Wei Wuxian' ate the apple that was brought to him for breakfast, and sure enough, the donkey didn't bother to bark as soon as it gnawed on the apple, and chewed and chewed.

'Wei Wuxian' was stroking the back of its neck, thinking about passing the jade order on these juniors, and pointing at the round white rabbits all over the ground, he said: "It really can't be roasted? Is it right? To be driven down the mountain?"

Lan Jingyi felt as if he was approaching a formidable enemy, and quickly opened his hands to block him, saying: "This is raised by Lord Hanguang, we just help take care of it occasionally, how dare you roast it!"

Wei Wuxian was taken aback, Lan Zhan raised him?He almost instantly remembered that he gave Lan Zhan two rabbits back then, and now he thought about Lan Zhan's affection for him.

Thinking about it carefully, I am terrified, did Lan Zhan fall in love with him when he was listening to the school?

Wei Wuxian was dumbfounded when he figured this out, and couldn't believe it at all.

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Lan Qiren: ...

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When Wei Wuxian came back to his senses, he saw that he almost fell to the ground laughing, and at the same time he still had the thoughts in his heart.

[Lan Zhan is really a man! 】

[He didn't even want to send him before, but now he raises a large group secretly. 】

[Also say no, who to coax? 】

【Forgive me, in fact, he secretly likes this little white and hairy thing! 】

【HanGuang-Jun hugged a rabbit with a straight face, oh my mother, I'm going to die...】

Wei Wuxian listened to his own thoughts, thought about it, and wanted to laugh a little bit, but he couldn't help laughing after all.

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Lan Wangji didn't expect that the matter of raising rabbits would be discovered, but seeing Wei Wuxian's smiling face, he felt that it was not unacceptable.

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Suddenly, Wei Wuxian saw that he suddenly stopped whispering, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this moment, from the west of Yun Shen's unknown location, there were bursts of bells.

The sound of the bell was completely different from that of the hour-telling bell, rapid and violent, as if struck by a madman who had lost his mind.

Lan Jingyi and Lan Sizhui's expressions changed drastically, they didn't care to joke with him anymore, they left him and ran away.

Wei Wuxian knew something was wrong, and hurriedly followed.

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"Like the bell of the Nether Chamber?" Lan Xichen asked, his face changed slightly.

Lan Qiren's expression was serious, "What's going on? The summoning of souls in the underworld failed? The Gusu Lan Sect has never had such a precedent!"

Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi glanced at each other, silently without explaining.

Mainly they also saw that neither Lan Qiren nor Lan Xichen was asking them for an answer, but voicing their own doubts.

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The bell came from a turret.

This turret is called the "Death Room", and the surrounding walls are made of special materials with inscriptions inscribed on it. It is a building dedicated to the Lan family's spiritual summoning.

When the bell on the turret rang spontaneously, it meant that something had happened: the person who performed the soul-calling ceremony inside had an accident.

Outside the turret, more and more children and disciples of the Lan family gathered around, but no one dared to enter rashly.

The door of the dark chamber is a dark wooden door, which is firmly locked and can only be opened from the inside.

Violent destruction from the outside is not only difficult, it is also against taboo.An accident happened in the spirit summoning ceremony, which is a terrible thing, because no one knows exactly what will be summoned, and what will happen if you break in rashly.

And since the establishment of the Nether Chamber, there has almost never been a failure in summoning souls, which makes people feel even more worried.

Seeing that Lan Wangji didn't show up, Wei Wuxian had a bad feeling.

【If Lan Zhan is still in Yunshen, he should rush over immediately when he hears the alarm bell, unless...】

Unless Lan Zhan is in the dark chamber!

Wei Wuxian's face was immediately worried, and he tried to break in, but was blocked by the door of the dark room, and his face immediately turned black.

He is now a soul body, why can't he get in! !

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Seeing that Wei Wuxian was so worried about forgetting the opportunity and wanted to break into the dark room, Lan Qiren didn't like Wei Wuxian any more, and now his expression softened a lot.

"Young Master Wei is still very concerned about Wangji."

Not to mention Lan Wangji's face softened visibly with the naked eye.

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Suddenly, the black door was slammed open, and a student in white stumbled out.

He was unsteady on the soles of his feet, and rolled down the steps as soon as he rushed out.

The door of the dark room immediately closed automatically, as if someone threw it down angrily.

Others hurriedly helped the disciple up.

After he was lifted up, he immediately fell down again, with uncontrollable tears streaming down his face, he grabbed people and said, "It shouldn't...it shouldn't be recruited..."

Wei Wuxian looked at himself grabbing his hand, and said in a deep voice, "What soul are you recruiting? Who else is in it? Where is Hanguang-Jun?!"

This disciple seemed to be having difficulty breathing, he opened his mouth and said, "Hanguang-jun, let me escape..."

Before he finished speaking, bright red blood gushed out from his nose and mouth.

'Wei Wuxian' pushed him into Lan Sizhui's arms, the hastily made bamboo flute was still stuck in his waist, he took two steps up several steps, kicked the door of the dark room, and shouted sharply: " open!"

The door of the dark chamber opened like a wild laugh, and suddenly opened.

'Wei Wuxian' immediately dodged in, and when Wei Wuxian guessed what he was going to do, he kept following, and when the door opened, he dodged in.

The door closed behind him.

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None of the people in Guixu Hall, even the three juniors, knew exactly what happened in the Nether Chamber at that time.

Therefore, everyone was engrossed in looking at the stone wall, not daring to be distracted for a moment.

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As soon as he entered the Nether Chamber, Wei WuXian felt a burst of oppressive black energy rushing towards his face.

This black air seems to be a mixture of resentment, anger and madness, almost visible to the naked eye, surrounded by it, one's chest is oppressed with dull pain.

The length and width of the underworld are more than three feet, and the four corners are swaying to and fro, and several people are unconscious.

On the formation in the center of the ground, the object of this soul-calling is erected.

Nothing but an arm.

It was the one brought back from Mojiazhuang!

It stood upright like a stick, with its cross-section facing the ground, its four fingers forming a fist, and its index finger pointing to the sky, as if it was pointing at someone angrily.

The endless black energy that filled the entire Nether Chamber was emitted from it.

Those who participated in the soul-calling ceremony fled and fell down, only Lan Wangji, who was sitting in the chair of Dongshou Chairman, was still sitting upright.

There was a Guqin beside him, his hands were not on the strings, but the strings were vibrating and buzzing.

Originally, he seemed to be contemplating, or listening to something intently, and then he raised his head when he realized someone was breaking in.

Lan Wangji's face was always calm, and Wei Wuxian couldn't see what he was thinking.

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"How did this arm come from, and why is it so fierce?" Lan Qiren was startled, just now he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, he was bleeding from all seven orifices, and fell to the ground completely insane.

No one answered, but they all roughly guessed that the owner of this arm died a terrible death, otherwise the resentment would not be so heavy.

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Lan Qiren, who was originally sitting on one side, had fallen to the side at this moment, just like the disciple who escaped from the dark room, bleeding from all seven orifices and losing all sanity.

'Wei Wuxian' took his place, turned around and stepped on Xishou's position, pulled out the bamboo flute from his waist, raised it to his lips, and faced Lan Wangji from afar.

That night in Mojiazhuang, 'Wei Wuxian' first harassed each other with whistles, and then Lan Wangji hit each other with piano sounds from a distance, and the two unintentionally teamed up to suppress this arm.

Lan Wangji met his eyes, understood, raised his right hand, and a string of chords flowed out, and 'Wei Wuxian' immediately matched it with the flute sound.

The song they played is called "Calling the Soul".

Using the body of the deceased, a certain part of the body, or the beloved thing in life as the medium, the soul of the dead comes along with the sound.

Usually, it only takes a while to see the figure of the dead soul emerging from the formation.

However, the song of the two was about to end, and no soul was summoned.

That arm seemed to be angry, the veins all over his body were bulging, and the oppressive feeling in the air was even heavier.

If someone else was guarding the west at this time, they would not be able to escape Lan Qiren's bloody end, and would have collapsed long ago.

'Wei Wuxian' was secretly startled: [Lan Wangji and I played "Conjuring the Soul" together, but we couldn't summon the souls of the dead. This is almost impossible.Unless...unless the soul of the deceased was cut apart along with its body!It seems that this man is a little bit worse than me.Although my body was bitten to pieces back then, my soul was still intact. 】

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The sudden voice from the heart caused everyone in Guixu Hall to involuntarily think of the scene of Wei Wuxian's tragic death, with different expressions.

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"Calling the Soul" failed, Lan Wangji changed the tune with his fingers, and played another song instead.

This piece of music is completely different from the treacherous, evocative tone just now, it is quiet and peaceful, and the title of the piece is "Rest".

These two tunes are famous Taoist tunes that have been widely circulated. It is not unusual for anyone to play them, and 'Wei Wuxian' followed naturally.

The name of the ghost flute of Yiling Patriarch is "Chen Qing", which is well-known far and wide.At this time, he responded with the bamboo flute, deliberately playing with many mistakes and lack of breath, making it unbearable to listen to.

Lan Wangji probably had never played with such a bad person before, after playing for a while, he finally couldn't continue as if nothing had happened, and looked up at him expressionlessly.

'Wei Wuxian' cheekily pretended not to see, the tune ran farther and farther away, turned around, and was about to continue playing, when suddenly a vision came from behind him, he looked back, and was immediately startled.

I saw Lan Qiren, who had lost consciousness, sat up straight, with a face bleeding from all seven orifices and smoke from all seven orifices, his beard and voice, and the hand pointing at 'Wei Wuxian' were trembling, and he said hoarsely: "Don't blow it!" Go! Go! Go! Don't—"

What exactly is "not allowed", before he finished speaking, he spit out a mouthful of blood, fell back on the spot, and fell into a dying coma again.

Lan Wangji: "..."

Wei Wuxian was dumbfounded.

He knew what was behind Lan Qiren's "No": Don't blow it!No ensemble!Don't tarnish the music of his beloved Tu Wangji!

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Lan Qiren's face was livid, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't want to speak, so he could only look at the stone wall with a pale face.

The people around looked at Lan Qiren's expression, and they all fell silent one after another.

Wei Wuxian is so powerful that he can wake up Lan Qiren who is in a coma.

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Wei Wuxian didn't know what to say, looking at Lan Qiren who fell down again, Wei Wuxian said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lan..."

Their piano and flute ensemble actually woke up and passed out Lan Qiren alive, which shows how difficult it is to hear...

Wei Wuxian himself turned pale when he heard that, let alone Lan Qiren.

However, even so, the hand still fell slowly under the joint suppression of the sound of the flute and the sound of the piano.

'Wei Wuxian' thought without any sense of shame, [It doesn't matter if it sounds bad, as long as it works. 】

The last sound of strings ceased, and after a while, the door of the dark room bounced open, and the sun poured in.

Probably the alarm bell on the turret stopped ringing, and the children and disciples who had been surrounded outside the underworld all rushed in, and all of them were shouting "Hanguang Lord".

Lan Wangji put his hands on the strings, stopped the lingering sound of the strings humming, and got up to check Lan Qiren's pulse.

With him taking the lead, the rest quickly calmed down. The older seniors laid down the bodies of the bleeding from the seven orifices in the dark room and carried out medical treatment.

They were administering needles and delivering medicine, while another group of disciples brought up a bronze bell, intending to cover the arm inside.

Although the scene was busy, it was orderly and soft-spoken, and no one made any noise.

Several people worried: "HanGuang-Jun, pills and acupuncture are ineffective, what should I do?"

Lan Wangji put three fingers on Lan Qiren's veins, frowning silently.

Lan Qiren has presided over eight hundred if not one thousand soul-calling ceremonies, among which there are many fierce ghosts and fierce spirits. Even he was injured by the counterattack of resentment. It can be seen how frightening the resentment of this ghost hand is, which has never been seen before.

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Everyone looked at the stone wall with solemn expressions, but they were in the past, and what happened in the future, they couldn't solve it no matter how worried they were, but seeing that Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi were both there, the matter of the arm would be resolved in the end up.

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'Wei Wuxian' inserted the bamboo flute back into his waist, squatted down beside the bronze bell, rubbed the inscriptions on it, and was thinking in his heart, when he saw Lan Sizhui showing a sad expression, he said: "What's the matter? ?”

Lan Sizhui already knew that he was not an ordinary person, he hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "I feel a little bit guilty."

'Wei Wuxian' said, "What are you guilty of?"

Lan Sizhui said: "This ghost hand is aimed at us."

'Wei Wuxian' smiled and said, "How do you know?"

Lan Sizhui said: "Different grades of Zhaoyin flags have different drawing methods and powers. The few Zhaoyin flags we painted in Mojiazhuang back then only had a radius of five miles. But this ghost hand has a murderous look. It is very heavy, and it feeds on human flesh and blood. If it had been within the scope of its effect from the beginning, with its ferocity, Mojiazhuang would have been bleeding into rivers. However, it suddenly appeared after we arrived... That is to say, it must have been intentionally placed in that place at that time by someone with malicious intentions."

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What Lan Sizhui said to Wei Wuxian caused everyone in the Hall of Return to Think deeply.

However, they didn't ask Lan Sizhui if they had found the malicious person, because no matter what the answer was, they were people from the past after all, and no matter how much they asked Lan Sizhui and the three future people, they couldn't solve the problems of the future.

They can only read the information revealed to them on the stone wall, and try to avoid tragedy from happening.

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'Wei Wuxian' said: "The classwork is quite solid, and the analysis is good."

Lan Sizhui lowered his head and said, "So, we are afraid...we must be responsible for those lives in Mojiazhuang...and now, we are so tired that Mr. Lan and the others are unconscious..."

After a moment of silence, 'Wei Wuxian' patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's not you who should be responsible, but the one who released the ghost hand." After a pause, his expression was a bit indescribable, "Some things in this world are originally It’s out of your control.”

Wei Wuxian remembered almost instantly, Jiang Cheng pushed him away and scolded him during the battle in Buyetian, he looked like a madman at that time.

【Didn't you say you can control it? ! 】

[Didn't you say there's no problem! ! 】

The smile on Wei Wuxian's face faded away, thinking of his senior sister, his eyes were full of grief, it's not that he couldn't accept being scolded by thousands of people, what he couldn't accept was that his senior sister died because of him.

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"Ah Xian..." It was all good at first, but the sudden memory cut Jiang Yan's heart like a knife.

She didn't know whether her appearance in the night sky was intentional, but she appeared in the night sky at that time, not only did not help Wei Wuxian, but also pushed Wei Wuxian into the abyss. Even Ah Cheng broke with Ah Xian because of this.

Seeing Jiang Cheng's crazy appearance in the mass grave, she felt terrified.

This is not what she wants to see.

Lan Sizhui, on the other hand, now that he thinks back, he realizes that Senior Wei was exposing his scars to comfort him.

Brother Xian...

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Over there, Lan Wangji withdrew his hand, and everyone in the Lan family hurriedly asked, "Hanguang-jun, how are you doing?"

Lan Wangji said, "Trace back to the source."

'Wei Wuxian' said: "That's right. Tracing back to the source, find the whole body of this ghost hand, find out his identity, and naturally there is a way to save people."

Although Lan Jingyi already knew that he was definitely not a lunatic, she couldn't help but speak to him in a condemning tone, saying: "You put it so simply, you can't summon the soul, and it's like this, where can you find it? "

Lan Wangji said, "Northwest."

Lan Sizhui asked curiously, "Northwest? Hanguang-jun, why is it Northwest?"

'Wei Wuxian' said: "Didn't I point it out for you to see?"

Lan Jingyi was puzzled: "Show me? Who? Who pointed it out? Didn't Hanguang-jun point it out?"

'Wei Wuxian' said: "It is."

Only then did everyone realize that what he was referring to was actually that ghost hand!

That arm was pointing steadily in one direction. Someone changed its position, but it turned around stubbornly and returned to its original direction. Everyone had never seen such a situation before, and they were astonished.

Lan Jingyi said: "It? It... What is it referring to?!"

'Wei Wuxian' said: "What else can you refer to? Either it is other parts of his body, or it made him become such a murderer."

Hearing this, a few teenagers who happened to be standing in the northwest quickly ran away.

Lan Wangji glanced at him, got up slowly, and said to all the famous disciples, "Place uncle well."

Those people nodded and said: "Yes! Are you going down the mountain now?"

Lan Wangji nodded slightly, 'Wei Wuxian' had sneaked up behind him, and said loudly to himself happily: "Okay, okay, I can finally elope down the mountain!"

Wei Wuxian's expression twisted, "How did Lan Zhan bear it, I can't bear it myself." It was him, and he just slapped him.

Everyone's faces were horrific, the older disciples were especially terrified, but the teenagers were somewhat used to it.

Only Lan Qiren, who was lying on the ground, seemed to twitch again subconsciously.

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Nie Huaisang thought to himself: Brother Wei, if you say a few more words, maybe Mr. Lan will be woken up by him again...

"Northwest, I don't know if Yunshen is located in the northwest, like the direction of Qinghe River?" Jin Guangyao asked suddenly.

Nie MingJue frowned, his family knew about his family affairs, Qinghe did have some unclean things.

Nie Huaisang looked at Jin Guangyao, "What does Third Brother mean by that?"

Jin Guangyao shook his head, "I just remembered something, Huai Sang doesn't have to worry, since Hanguang-Jun and Mr. Wei have come forward in person, the matter of ghost hands will definitely be resolved."

When Lan Sizhui heard this, he couldn't help but take a look at the famous Lianfang Zun.

Lianfang Zun did not lose his reputation before, although his reputation is not particularly good, but it is not bad, and he is admired by others.

His talent is also known to everyone, but Lan Sizhui didn't really realize until now that Lianfang Zun's name was not just blown out.

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