Jing Xingjun, the Patriarch of Demon Dao

Lan Zhan took out the spell from last time, and said to Mu Chen and Jiang Cheng, "This charm has been reversed."

"Reversal?" Muchen and Jiang Cheng were both puzzled.

Lan Zhan nodded slightly: "Ordinary talismans drive away evil spirits. This talisman attracts evil spirits."

Jiang Cheng and Muchen exchanged glances, and said in a little astonishment, "The talisman - can also attract evil? Unheard of.

Lan Zhan said: "It is indeed unheard of, but after testing, it does have the ability to summon Yin and gather evil spirits."

Jiang Cheng took the talisman and looked at it carefully, and said, "Just adding a few strokes, the function of the entire talisman is reversed, is this artificial?"

Lan Zhan said: "The four strokes added are drawn with human blood. The talismans and seals of the entire supervisory office have been altered. The strokes are from the same person."

Looking at the handwriting, Mu Chen always felt a sense of familiarity. He frowned and asked Jiang Cheng, "Ah Cheng, do you think this handwriting...is very similar to Ah Xian's."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng checked the talisman in disbelief: It really looks like...impossible, how could it be...it was written by Wei Wuxian. "

Jiang Cheng added: "But no matter who he is, as long as his purpose is the same as ours - to kill all the warm dogs!"

The two followed the information all the way north, and every time they passed by, they could hear that strange corpses had died there.These corpses are all Wen family monks wearing Yanyang flame robes.

However, all of them died in grisly ways and in various ways, and their corpses were all exposed in crowded places.

After chasing until late at night on the fourth day, the two finally caught Wen Zhuliu's trace near a post station in a remote mountain city.

When Lan Zhan and Jiang Cheng arrived, they saw a tall figure rushing into the building and locking the door behind them.

Lan Zhan and Jiang Cheng exchanged glances, and pulled Mu Chen's arm to the roof.

Jiang Cheng suppressed the overwhelming hatred in his chest, gritted his teeth, stared at the cracks in the tiles, and looked in.

Wen Zhuliu was dressed in travel and dust, and with a figure in his arms, he walked up to the second floor with hesitation, put the person by the table, and then ran to the window and pulled down all the curtains to make it airtight. Back at the table, lit the oil lamp.

The faint light illuminated his face, which was still pale and cold, but there were two thick black streaks under his eye sockets.The other person at the table was completely wrapped up, and even his face was covered by the cloak, like a fragile cocoon, shivering, panting heavily in the cloak, and suddenly said: "Don't light the lamp! What if he finds out!"

Mu Chen raised his head and looked at Lan Zhan, both of them had the same suspicion in their eyes.

Wen Zhuliu was ordered by Wen Ruohan to protect Wen Chao, so this person must be Wen Chao, but how could Wen Chao's voice become so high-pitched and thin.

Wen Zhuliu lowered his head to search for things in his sleeves, and said, "Could it be that he won't be able to find out if he doesn't light the lamp?"

Wen Chao whispered authentically: "We, we have run so far and for such a long time, he, he should, can't catch it!"

Wen Zhuliu said indifferently: "Maybe."

Wen Chao said angrily, "What is maybe! If you haven't escaped, why don't you run away!"

Muchen thought to himself: "Who is this "he"? Why is Wen Chao so afraid of him? Even Wen Zhuliu can't beat him."

Wen Zhuliu continued: "You need to take medicine. Otherwise, you will die."

As he spoke, he lifted Wen Chao's cloak all at once.

With this lift, the three people on the roof were slightly stunned!

Under the cloak was not Wen Chao's domineering and handsome face, but a bald head covered in bandages!

Wen Zhuliu peeled off the bandage layer by layer, exposing the bald man's skin.There were uneven burns and scars all over this face, making him look like he was cooked, hideous and ugly, and he couldn't see the shadow of the previous person at all!

Wen Zhuliu took out the medicine bottle, first gave him a few pills, then took out the ointment, and applied it to the burns on his head and face.

Wen Chao whimpered in pain, but Wen Zhuliu said, "Don't cry, otherwise tears will make the wound fester and make the pain worse!"

Wen Chao had no choice but to hold back his tears, he couldn't even cry.Beside a flickering fire, a bald man with a face full of burns bared his teeth, and made a strange inarticulate sound from his mouth.

This scene is really unparalleled horror.At this moment, Wen Chao screamed, "Dizi! Dizi! Is it a flute?! I heard him playing the flute again!"

Wen Zhuliu said: "No! It's the wind."

However, Wen Chao was so frightened that he fell to the ground, howled again, and Wen Zhuliu picked him up again.It seemed that there was something wrong with Wen Chao's leg, and he couldn't walk around on his own.

Mu Chen curled his lips and thought: "This Wen Zhuliu is really dedicated to his duty. If I look at this face, I won't be able to eat, let alone carry him on my way day and night."

Said that the two of them really had a meal, Wen Zhuliu finished applying the medicine on him, took out a few buns from his bosom, handed them to him, and said, "Eat it. Continue on your way after eating."

Trembling, Wen Chao picked it up and took a bite.Suddenly, Wen Chao seemed to have bitten something, and with an extremely terrifying expression, he threw the bun out and screamed, "I don't eat meat! I don't eat it! I don't eat it! I don't eat meat!"

Wen Zhuliu handed another one and said, "This is not meat."

Yo, this Wen Zhuliu is quite gentle, Mu Chen secretly smiled.

Seeing him, Lan Zhan suddenly smiled and looked at him suspiciously, wondering what was going on?

Wen Chao said: "I want to find my father, when can I go back to my father's place!"

Wen Zhuliu said: "According to this speed, there are still two more days."

He spoke very sincerely, never exaggerating, never lying, but this sincerity made Wen Chao extremely painful, and said in a hoarse voice: "Two days? Two days?! Look at me now, what am I like? Wait two more days , What will I look like?! Useless things!"

Wen Zhuliu stood up abruptly, Wen Chao flinched in fright, thinking that he wanted to run away alone, but suddenly he knew he was afraid.All the guards died tragically in front of him one by one, only this Wen Zhuliu was his last reliance, and he quickly changed his words: "No no no, Wen Zhuliu, brother Wen! Don't go, you can't leave me, as long as You take me back to my father, and I will ask him to promote you to be the best guest official! No, no, no, you saved me, you are my elder brother, and I will let him admit you into this sect! From now on, you will be my elder brother!"

Mu Chen rubbed his chin, even if he was given 100 million taels of silver, he wouldn't want to have such a younger brother.

Wen Zhuliu stared at the direction of the stairs and said, "No need."

Not only he heard it, but Lan Wangji, Jiang Cheng and Muchen also heard it.The sound of footsteps came from the stairway of the inn.

A man was walking up the stairs step by step.

Wen Chao's burnt face instantly faded from the excess blood. He tremblingly stretched out his hands from the cloak and covered his face, as if he was too frightened and wanted to cover his eyes to protect himself.And the palms of these hands turned out to be bare, without a single finger!

Boom, boom, boom.

The man walked up the stairs slowly, dressed in black, with a slender figure, a flute on his waist, and walked with his hands behind his back.

The three people on the roof put their hands on the hilt of their swords one after another.

However, when that person leisurely walked up the stairs and turned around with a smile, Mu Chen, who saw that handsome face, suddenly stood up from the roof, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Lan Zhan pulled him down, taking advantage of Wen Zhuliu's inadvertent observation, he whispered, "Calm down."

"Ah Xian..." Mu Chen murmured.

However, apart from that face, from head to toe, this person did not resemble the original Wei Wuxian at all.

Wei Wuxian is clearly a bright and handsome young man with a smile on his eyes and eyebrows, and he never wants to walk properly.

And this person, surrounded by a cold and gloomy air, handsome but pale, with a strong smile.

The scene in front of me was too unexpected, and the situation inside the house was still uncertain, so don't act rashly to startle the snake. Even though the three people on the roof were extremely shocked, they didn't rush in rashly. They just lowered their heads and were closer to the crack near.

Mu Chen's eyes were red, and he was gripping the tiles tightly with both hands, almost crushing the tiles with such force, his fingertips also felt burning pain due to the friction.

Seeing this, Lan Zhan frowned lightly, his heart skipped a beat, and he held his hands, his fingertips were bleeding from too much force.

Mu Chen was suddenly held by him, and the coolness in his hands made him sober up a lot. He glanced at Lan Zhan, read the concern in his eyes, took out one of his hands and patted it soothingly, and then put it on his hand superior.

Inside the room, Wei Wuxian, who was dressed in black, turned around slowly, and said with a pleasant face, "What a coincidence, I met you again.

Wen Chao covered his face, only his voice was left: "Wen Zhuliu...Wen Zhuliu!"

Hearing the sound, Wei Wuxian slowly rolled his eyes and the corners of his mouth, and said, "It's been so many days, do you still think calling him useful?"

He took a few steps in this direction, kicked something white at his feet, and looked down, it was the meat bun that Wen Chao had thrown out just now.

Wei Wuxian asked, "What, picky eaters?"

Wen Chao fell down from the stool, crying and howling, while crawling on the ground with his fingerless hands, the black cloak that dragged the floor slipped down his lower body, exposing his two legs.

These two legs hung under him like a cumbersome decoration, wrapped in bandages, and extremely slender.Due to his violent movements, a gap was opened between the bandages, exposing the white bones with bright red blood and meat hanging inside.

The flesh on his leg was actually chopped off.

Wen Chao's sharp cry echoed in the empty post station.Wei Wuxian acted as if he had never heard of it, lightly lifted the hem of his clothes, sat down on another table, shook his head, and said, "I can't eat any other meat? Are your legs so delicious?"

Hearing this, a chill flashed in the eyes of Lan Zhan and Jiang Cheng on the roof.

Wei Wuxian actually let Wen Chao eat his own leg.

Muchen tightened his grip on Lan Zhan's hand slightly, Ah Xian was never the kind of person who would kill everything, what did Wen Chao do!

The second oil lamp lighted faintly, before the bright yellow flame, Wei WuXian's face was half bright and half dark.He held something between his fingers, lowered his arms, and a pale face emerged from the darkness under the table.

There was a creaking and chewing sound from under the table.

A small white child crouched at his feet, like a small carnivorous beast, nibbling on something Wei Wuxian was feeding.

Wei Wuxian withdrew his hand, and patted the white ghost boy's sparsely haired head twice.The ghost boy took what he was feeding, turned around, sat at his feet, hugged his calf, continued to chew viciously, and stared at Wen Zhuliu with cold eyes.

What he chewed were two human fingers.

Needless to say, it must be Wen Chao's finger!

The author has something to say: Little Theater

Muchen: Shocked enough to eat my hands!

Wei Wuxian: "...Actually, I don't want Ah Chen and the others to see this scene, who makes the abuse of scum so enjoyable! I didn't realize that they are here!"