[Forget envy] Naluojia engraved seal

<To the original book> <Lord Wangxian>

On that day, it was originally a sunny and sunny day, but when that charming woman stepped into the Lotus Pier gracefully, the world turned into ashes.

Madam Yu pointed at Wei Wuxian, and said sharply, "Wei Ying! Listen to me! Protect Jiang Cheng, and protect him even if you die, you understand?"

"Yeah... got it, protect him, let him escape...give him the golden core, let the Jiang family live forever..."

Jiang Fengmian looked at Wei Wuxian: "Aying, you need to take care of Gu Acheng more, it's up to you..."

"Uncle Jiang...I will take good care of him...support him...and avenge you..."

A piece of flute music sounded in my ears, sad but soft, full of many emotions.Wei Wuxian was awakened by the sound of the flute, and slowly woke up from his dream. The animal fur beside his pillow had already been wet by him, he sat up and wiped away the tears from his eyes, listening to the sound of the flute outside the house.

Outside the house, the wind and snow are still there, but the figure standing in the snow, the thin clothes are still in the wind, and it seems to be melted into one with the snow.

Qin Bingxin glanced at Wei Wuxian, and continued to play the snow-white flute, with an eye-catching red fringe swaying at the end of the flute, becoming the only color in the entire snow world.

Wei Wuxian stood in front of the door. He only had thin pajamas on his body, but he didn't feel the cold. He lifted his feet and stepped out. Almost his whole body fell into the snow. The snow on the ground was unimaginably thick. , may fall directly deeper and be buried alive immediately.

The sound of the flute stopped in vain, and then a lukewarm hand pulled Wei Wuxian up. When Qin Bingxin put Wei Wuxian back on the snow, Wei Wuxian realized that he would no longer fall into the snow, his legs were steady standing on the snow.

Wei Wuxian patted the snow on his body and said, "Thank you!"

Qin Bingxin said: "No need..."

Wei Wuxian noticed the unique flute and asked, "Is this made of bones?"

Qin Bingxin put the flute in front of her eyes and said: "The flute made of the bone of the snow demon is called "ghost". Do you know the flute?"

Wei Wuxian said: "I understand! Uncle Jiang said that a child from an aristocratic family should be proficient in all aspects. Even if he is not good at it, it will be useful. Jiang Cheng and I both chose to learn the flute, but he always played broken notes, and I was fooled by it." Laughed at him all night and he gave up the next day haha~"

Qin Bingxin gave the ghost to Wei Wuxian and said, "Try?"

Wei Wuxian declined politely, "No, I can't play it well."

Qin Bingxin said with a smile: "If you don't play well, I won't laugh at you all night."

Wei Wuxian took the ghost and said while admiring it, "Brother Bing Xin is very good at joking, it's good that Lan Zhan is also like this..."

Qin Bingxin said: "You like to mention him very much."

Without even thinking about it, Wei Wuxian said, "Really? Or maybe! He's just too boring, so I think it's really interesting to play with him."

Wei Wuxian put the ghost to his mouth, tried several times, but couldn't make any sound at all, and said, "It's hard."

Qin Bingxin stretched out his hand to adjust his fingers and said: "The bone flute is slightly different from the ordinary bamboo flute, and it is more difficult to play, but this is not a problem, but that you did not pay attention when playing."

"Attentively?" Wei Wuxian looked at the ghost carefully. The body of the flute was as bright as snow, and the holes of the flute were indeed slightly different. He put the ghost to his lips again, and listened carefully. The air flowed through the membrane to the hole. Wei Wuxian's eyes widened at the slight human voice.

Qin Bingxin noticed his reaction and said: "Dead souls don't have thoughts like living people. After death, many memories and thoughts are scattered due to the impulse of death, and ghosts can only use the remaining residual thoughts And instinct exists, so there are many holes in their souls, if you can fill their holes with your thoughts through the sound of the flute, and connect them, then they will become a part of you.”

Wei Wuxian looked at the ghost thoughtfully.

Qin Bingxin, who can understand the heart, immediately took the ghost back and said: "Don't think about it, you have to hear their voices first, and then you can connect them with the sound of the flute, so as to achieve the effect of connecting with you, don't try , The evil spirits are very good at lying, and if their insight is wrong, they may be accused by them.”

Wei WuXian put his hands behind his head and said, "Just think about it, I don't hear other people's voices like Brother Bing Xin. But I want to ask, do all ghosts have voices?"

Qin Bingxin said: "As long as there is life, the sound will remain, but if the hole has already been filled by other things, you can't control it."

After finishing speaking, he softly played a section, and soon saw several people who had been formed into ice sculptures, going from left to right, and then from right to left, back and forth several times.Wei WuXian seemed to hear them wailing as they moved around and rubbed the blisters on their bodies.

Wei Wuxian asked, "Do they have feelings?"

Qin Bingxin said coldly: "Generally there are no ghosts, but after criminals are convicted, they will feel pain and thoughts like living people, and this is considered punishment."

Wei Wuxian thought to himself: "It might be better to be scattered after death!"

Qin Bingxin glanced at Wei Wuxian, and said, "No matter how hard a person suffers, he can still look forward to the day when his sins will be over and the hope of the afterlife. If the soul is gone, there will be nothing left. In other words, you have been out for too long, go back, I'm going to prepare the food."

Wei Wuxian didn't want to go back to the house, he was about to suffocate him these few days, either eating or sleeping, facing Qin Bingxin who could understand him, it was impossible to do evil, it was rare to go outside, and it wouldn't be cold, so fun.

Qin Bingxin sighed and said: "Master Hong Zun gave you his power, so you won't be cold. If he is not happy to withdraw his power for a while, you will freeze in an instant."

Wei Wuxian obediently walked back to the house helplessly, and said, "That Lord Hong Zun is scary? I see you are very afraid of him."

Qin Bingxin followed behind Wei Wuxian and said, "I will bring you to see him later, you have to remember that Master Hong Zun is a moody and cruel person, don't offend him."

"Oh!" Wei Wuxian returned to the house, waiting for Qin Bingxin to fetch food for him.

In fact, Wei Wuxian has already learned to not express what he thinks in his heart, so Qin Bingxin didn't know that he could hear the voice of ghosts, this may be because the Hundred-faced Red Lord distributed his power to him, he I was thinking, if the resentful corpse can be controlled freely, no matter how big the Wen family is, it will be vulnerable.

Thinking of this, he had the idea of ​​super anticipation.

But soon, he restrained himself and waited to eat without thinking about anything.

After a while, Qin Bingxin took a pot of vegetarian vegetables and put them in. It was fiery red, and Wei Wuxian was very happy to see that he could finally feast on it again.Then he couldn't help thinking: "What should I eat when I return to the mass grave?"

He thought a lot in a mess, and covered up all his previous thoughts about accusing the corpse.

After he satisfactorily filled his stomach, Qin Bingxin urged Wei Wuxian again and again, saying, "Don't talk nonsense, don't offend Hong Zun."

Wei Wuxian said, "I see. If you are worried, you can silence me. Doesn't the Lan family have this unique skill?"

Qin Bingxin said: "Although I have the blood of the Lan family, I am from a foreign surname, do you understand?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Understood! You won't silence people!"

Qin Bingxin covered Wei Wuxian's eyes with his hands, covered his gaze and said, "Shut up! We're here..."

"Are you here? Just close your eyes? It's against the rules!"

Qin Bing said cruelly, "Shut up!"

When his eyes were released, Wei Wuxian was already in a bloody place, and the scorched soil gave off a fishy-sweet smell. Wei Wuxian froze immediately. He suddenly remembered being pulled into the pool of blood by something. The feeling of suffocation is still fresh in my memory.

Qin Bingxin hid in a dark corner, still said with great respect: "This junior has met Lord Hong Zun!"

An old man with red hair was sitting next to the pool of blood, with a kind smile on his face, he said, "Very energetic, very good, come to me!"

Wei Wuxian glanced at Qin Bingxin who dared not move, and then stepped into the bloody mud, thinking: "It's so dirty, no wonder Brother Bingxin doesn't go in when he comes."

Wei WuXian came to the old man's side, bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you, Lord Hong Zun, for saving your life!"

Hong Zun laughed and said, "I was the murderer who brought Rula to Naluoka, but you came to thank me instead?"

Wei Wuxian replied, "If it wasn't for that, Wei Ying might have died in a mass grave."

Hong Zun was in a very good mood, nodded repeatedly and said, "You're right! But I was indeed wrong, so if I want to send you back, whether you will really die because of this is not my responsibility."

Wei Wuxian said, "Master Hong Zun, can you lend me your strength?"

When Qin Bingxin heard this, she stopped immediately: "Wei Ying! Shut up!"

Wei Wuxian ignored Qin Bingxin's stop, he looked at Hong Zun firmly, and saw that the other person had transformed from an old man's kind face into a ferocious middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and sharp eyes.

Hong Zun said, "You hate them?"

Wei Wuxian gritted his teeth and said, "Hate! And I wish I could tear them apart, so lend me your strength."

Hong Zun stood up, like an executioner about to execute, he looked at Wei Wuxian aloofly and said, "You belong to me, and I only want your body after death. Reincarnation, and even punishment, are all decided by the governor, but if you insist on borrowing my power, you will even own your soul and stay here forever."

Wei Wuxian still said firmly, "Please lend me your strength!"

Hong Zun stretched out his hand to grab Wei WuXian's neck, grabbed his whole body and said, "Your wish, I'll make it come true for you."

Wei Wuxian was pinched so that his brain was instantly ischemic, his eyes were dazzled, his body was violently lifted, and he fell into the pool of blood.

~~to be continued~~