: villain disqualification

Nie Huaisang and Jin Ling stood on one side, both with complicated expressions.

Just as everyone was preparing to drag the bones out, because the two bodies were frozen together and could not be separated, Nie HuaiSang suddenly said, "Wait."

Everyone was startled and looked at him.I wondered if Sect Master Nie was reluctant to part with his elder brother, right?You know, compared to Jin Guangyao, Nie Mingjue was a murderous corpse before he was sealed in the coffin. A murderous corpse has no soul, and only the evil spirit of resentment adheres to the corpse. If the corpse is destroyed, it will be extinct.In other words, as long as the body is burned, Nie Mingjue will stop causing trouble.

But Jin Guangyao was different, he was a living person before he was sealed in the coffin, that is to say, his soul was sealed together, so he couldn't enter reincarnation, so for him, the most worrying thing now is that his soul turned into a ghost due to resentment.

Fierce ghosts, if they are not saved, they need their souls to disperse before they can be completely eradicated.Moreover, without being trapped by corpses, it is even more difficult to capture and disappear.

Seeing everyone's doubts, Nie Huaisang changed from his usual cowardly appearance, with a gleam in his eyes, he said loudly: "I don't disagree with Mr. Zewu...just..." As he spoke, he pulled out the bag beside him with a "wow". Standing upright, the monk's long knife at his waist slashed at the neck of the smaller one of the two frozen corpses amidst the exclamation of the crowd, and severed his head.

Lan Xichen's eyes widened.

Without waiting for everyone to react, he slashed at the bottom of Nie Mingjue's hand and on Jin Guangyao's neck, completely separating his elder brother's body from Jin Guangyao's.

Jin Ling clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and blushed, and was about to step forward, when his uncle suddenly pressed his shoulders and didn't speak, but just looked at Nie Huaisang, a strangely cold light flashed in his eyes.

Nie Huaisang looked calmly at Lan Xichen with red eyes, gritted his teeth, his lips trembled slightly, and his voice was a little choked up: "Brother Xichen...you know how my elder brother died...do you know? Do you still want me to agree to burn these two people together and mix the ashes together?"

Lan Xichen was startled suddenly.

Nie Huaisang said again: "I will bring my elder brother's ashes back to Qinghe to enshrine...Jin Guangyao's..." He glanced at everyone present, especially lingering on the faces of Jin Ling and Lan Xichen for a little longer, He said coldly, "You can do whatever you want."

Jin Ling froze for a moment, then heard murmurs in a low voice: "That makes sense..."

"Chifeng Zun has been a hero all his life, how can he be mixed with this kind of scum..."

"A person like Jin Guangyao... is the most suitable person to be crushed..."

As Jin Ling listened, his face turned paler.

The members of the Qinghe Nie clan quickly packed up Chifengzun's bones and took them away first.As the Nie family parted ways to clear the way, Nie Huaisang ordered them to prepare firewood.

All the people along the way gave him sympathy and respect.

Jiang Cheng put his hand on Jin Ling's shoulder, and felt his thin body tremble slightly under his palm, making his heart ache even more.He wanted to speak out to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say.

However, Jin Ling stood there dumbfounded, and before he could react, Lan Xichen suddenly took off the blouse he was wearing, leaned down on one knee and spread it on the ground, and personally picked up the broken bones of his stepbrother with both hands, and put them inside the blouse .

Everyone was startled suddenly, and began to suppress their voices to discuss again.

"Ah... this Zewu-jun is really..."

"No matter how heinous he is, he was once a foster brother..."

"The ancestor of the Lan clan in Gusu was an eminent monk, and the Lan clan really has compassion..."

However, in Lan Xichen's ears, these words were like poisonous arrows piercing deeply in his heart, which was still twisting and twisting in his bloody heart.

His hands suddenly trembled so weakly that he almost couldn't grasp the broken bones in his hands.At no point did he wish he was deaf.

Lan Wangji looked at his brother's slightly trembling back, then squatted down, and stretched out his hand to help.It was only at this time that Jin Ling came to his senses and squatted down. Afterwards, no one from the Lan clan and the Jin clan stood still. Regardless of whether they had something to do, or whether they could help or not, they all pretended to be busy, and soon became like the Nie clan. , Build a firewood pile.

During the construction process, Lan Xichen tied him up with his own coat, holding his corpse in his arms silently.

In order to prevent accidents, charms were painted around the firewood, and the fire burned all night. When the morning light was light, Lan Xichen was holding the Lei Zao wooden box containing Jin Guangyao's ashes. He was wearing thin clothes. His figure shivered slightly in the cool morning mist.

The gathered monks almost dispersed last night, avoiding the crowd, Jin Ling stopped him.

"Zewu-jun..."