Has Marquis Anping been beaten today?

After leaving his home, Xie Fan hurriedly returned to King Jing's mansion and apologized to Shen Qinghe solemnly, then sneaked into Jiang Jingyun's closet during the season of falling flowers while people were not paying attention, and wanted to take a piece of his clothes with him, but he didn't know why. Probably for reassurance.

However, when Xie Yan opened the cabinet door and saw the white dress hanging in the middle, the skirt of the white dress had been stripped and the cuffs were also stained with ink. Compared to other clothes, the material was not expensive, but Carefully stored by the owner.

This is the dress he was going to give Jiang Jingyun.

Xie Fan looked at it quietly for a long time, his nose felt a little sore, he stepped forward a little bit, buried his face in the cabinet, the tip of his nose just touched the collar of his white clothes, the familiar Lanxiang came towards him, but after waiting for a long time, there was no sign Hearing that cold voice that was always somewhat sullen.

"Second brother." Xie Fan was silent for a long time, his lips parted slightly, his throat was slightly choked, and his voice trembled, "I'm leaving."

"Next time, let's go home together."

Finally, Xie Yan took Jiang Jingyun's shabby ink shirt and the collection of poems he had hand-copied in the early years, led the white horse, left the capital, and traveled southward.

After a long day of driving, Xie Fan, who was ready to rest at the inn, took out the banknote, and when he saw the imprint on the banknote changed beyond recognition with the hot sweat in his palm, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help it. Confidently counting the banknotes in his hand.

Just when the shopkeeper couldn't hold back the broom in his hand, Xie Yan finally found the only real banknote among a pile of fake banknotes, and touched his nose in embarrassment at the wariness in the shopkeeper's eyes that was too late to fade. Silently put back the Tianzi number plate in his hand, and said: "Give me the cheapest one."

The shopkeeper heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that he had real money, and greeted Xiao Er with a smile to take Xie An to the cheapest guest room.

"Big baby." Carefully shrunk his clumsy body into the corner of the wall, looked at Xie Wen who was also hugging the quilt and shrunk toward the wall by the candlelight, and said quietly, "Zai Zai, why do you feel a little cold?"

"Cold fart! Chirp──!"

Xie Yan sneezed, pulled up the hard and damp quilt, and said vaguely: "You are just a paper doll, how can you be cold?"

"Yes." said cautiously, "Big baby, Zai Zai wants to haha, why can Ha Ha follow little brother, but Zai Zai can't?"

"Didn't I follow?" Xie Yan gave him a sideways look, "Second brother doesn't like you, you are so ugly, you will make him ugly."

"That big baby, you look so good-looking, didn't you still not follow the little brother?" Carefully turning his big head around, he replied unwillingly, "In the eyes of the little brother, you also look like a cub. Cubs?"

"You!" Xie Fan never thought that one day he would be so angry that the paper figurine he fabricated would be speechless.

"Ah, Zai Zai told the truth." Careful Gan exclaimed, then squatted down clumsily, pretending to face the wall, like a child who automatically admits punishment after making a mistake.

Xie Yan: "..."

Damn, shameless thing!

It was late at night, Haoyue followed Qingfeng all the way and was finally hidden by thick clouds that came halfway. Seeing it, Xingchen was indignant, and with the momentum of drawing swords to help when seeing injustices on the road, they were also embraced by the clouds together in the end.

Just when Xie Wen was sleepy and staring, he heard a terrifying scream outside the house, louder than Liyuan Huadan's hanging voice, cadenced and lingering endlessly.

Xie Yan lifted the quilt and sat up, put on his coat and walked to the window, opened a window shared with the room next door, and just opened a crack when he heard the voice of a man cursing from the next door: "Why do you open the window in the middle of the night! It's so cold God, you are not afraid of freezing your brother to death..."

Unexpectedly, the man next door is so good at scolding, three points more powerful than that cursing shrew.

Xie Ming couldn't take it anymore, the remaining drowsiness suddenly disappeared, he leaned on the window sill with both hands, jumped down, and before leaving, he still didn't forget to use his spiritual power to close the old wooden window to block the chattering abuse, followed Going away with that miserable voice.

At this time, Xie Fan was located in a small town in Yecheng, with a small population and a lagging economy.Therefore, unlike other well-developed towns, the town has special night tour generals, that is, Ghost Warriors, who specialize in maintaining order at night, in order to prevent evil spirits from harming the people.

Turning around all the way, I finally arrived at the place where the sound came from, but the sound was not a person, but a thing with a pig face and a bird body, with dark red feathers flapping constantly, chewing a piece of crawler in its mouth. A corpse full of maggots.

At first glance, it looked like a corpse of a chicken or duck.

The strange bird was stunned when it saw Xie Fan, and the thing in its mouth fell to the ground with a thud. The thing was round and dark, and after rolling down on the ground, it happened to land at Xie Fan's feet. .

He subconsciously looked down, and was suddenly stunned. It turned out to be a baby's head!The flesh on his face was already occupied by maggots, his pair of empty eyes were black, but when they met Xie Fan's gaze, they emanated a green light strangely, and white pupils grew out.

He is like a seed that has been carefully watered in a fertile field, nourished by the nectar of poplar branches in the clean bottle of Guanyin Dashi, and grows vigorously in an instant.A body has grown from under the head, and the limbs are slowly getting bigger at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the head is still like a baby.

He stared at Xie Fan, like a hyena looking for prey, or a vulture picking up carrion, or a goshawk entrenched in the icebergs and snowfields, his eyes were cruel and greedy.The corners of his lips that were occupied by maggots were slowly pulled up, and the maggots kept wriggling and falling as he moved.

It turned out to be Wushuangtong.

In the folk, children will not be buried in peace after they die young, because everyone firmly believes that if a child is buried in accordance with the funeral method, it will disturb the ancestors and bring bad luck to the family.

Therefore, after a child dies, everyone will dig out his limbs with a hoe and throw them to the wild animals for food.The remaining heads and bodies were nailed to wooden stakes and watered with dung.

Wushuang Tong was already full of resentment due to his early death, and his body was dismembered, his soul was incomplete, so he could not enter the underworld and reincarnate. Return to the soul that was left behind.

Xie Yan suppressed his nausea and looked at Wushuangtong in front of him. After looking at him for a few times, he finally couldn't help it anymore, his stomach was overwhelmed, as if the tide had been accumulated at the gate for a long time and couldn't wait to rush to a wider world. Like thousands of troops and horses roaring towards them, they bowed in a mighty momentum and did not stop for a moment.

Wu Shuangtong wants to regrow limbs, the only way is to take limbs from strangers.

This Wushuangtong's limbs are different in thickness, and even the skin color is different. One can tell that they were not taken from the same person.

Just as Xie Yan was looking at Wushuangtong, Wushuangtong was also looking at him. After a long time, a frightened laugh came out of his mouth, the words were mixed with sarcasm, and his voice was sharp and piercing: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, what did I think? A powerful character. It turned out to be nothing more than a remnant soul."

"Interesting, really interesting!" Wu Shuangtong said while clapping his hands, he was really childish and lively, but the maggots on his face that wriggled along with the movements of his hands forcibly conveyed the liveliness that had finally appeared. It was cleaned up, leaving only nausea.

Xie Fan hurriedly went back to sleep, the talisman was lit on his fingertips, the golden aura was like exploding fireworks, trapping Wu Shuangtong and the strange bird beside him in it, silently chanting formulas.

Wushuangtong remained calm. The strange bird next to him blew angrily, a pig, a duck, and a dog. Anyway, there were all kinds of sounds, but there was no bird.

Xie Fan thought it was too loud, and was about to cast a curse on it, but Wu Shuangtong blocked the strange bird's mouth one step ahead of him, twisting and twisting the strange bird a few times like kneading dough, tossing the strange bird into a He looked like a steamed stuffed bun, then met Xie Jian's gaze directly, and blinked, as if he was asking for rewards and credits.

Xie Yan looked away in disgust, the spiritual power gathered in the palm was even stronger, the strong spiritual flow knocked off the maggots on Wu Shuangtong's face, just like powder that was not evenly spread on a girl's face, falling off.

"Because I was a girl, I was strangled to death by my father when I was born. He chopped off my limbs with a hoe, while my mother and brothers were laughing." Wu Shuangtong tilted his head and looked at Xie quietly. Knowing that, he said abruptly, "Later, I came to find them."

"Originally I couldn't come back." Wu Shuangtong said with a smile, "But there is a kind-hearted brother who rescued me from the stake, told me stories, and watched the stars with me. He is the best in the world. but he is also very poor, he is always unhappy."

"I want to stay with him for a while longer, so I came to find my family." When Wu Shuangtong mentioned his family, Sen Lu's pupils shot out a fierce and bloodthirsty light.

Xie Fan said without any surprise: "You killed them all."

"Yes." Wu Shuangtong nodded, "But they are not the only ones."

"I killed a lot of people!"

"A lot of people?" Xie Wen was taken aback.

"Yeah, killing people is fun. They were crying and I was laughing. Just like when I died, I was crying and they were all laughing."

Wu Shuangtong's figure gradually became transparent, all the maggots on his face faded away, and a girl's face appeared miraculously. There was a thumb-sized mark on her fair and pink cheeks, which looked like a peach blossom, really beautiful.

Xie Yandeng didn't quite understand why such a good-looking child had to be strangled to death?

"Yeah." Wu Shuangtong suddenly covered his face, turned his head to look at the empty street behind him, looked away in disappointment, and sighed softly, "The good-looking brother will not come again, and I will never see him again, nor will he." You can see my real face."

"You are luckier than me." Wu Shuangtong looked at Xie Fan enviously.

"Lucky?" Xie Fan pointed at himself in astonishment.

"Shh." Wu Shuangtong put a finger with a jade ring to his mouth, made a silent gesture, and blinked slyly, "You are a hero."

Xie Fan was puzzled like Monk Zhang Er, and Wushuang Tong disappeared before he could ask clearly, and his immature face began to change rapidly, only those eyes were staring at Xie Fan, as if looking at other people through him. People, finally shed two lines of blood and tears.

"You look a lot like my brother. Brother, I'm leaving. I've written down all the stories you told. You don't need to tell them in the future. I can tell them to myself. You must go home obediently."

The author has something to say:

Xie Yan: Listen to me, don't imagine Wu Shuangtong's appearance, it's so disgusting that my own mother couldn't help but vomit.No, I will continue to spit for a while.

Jiang Jingyun: I don't really want to talk about this picture, I hope Gouzi can clean it up when he sees me tomorrow.