The elder brother of the Patriarch of the Demon Dao killed me to prove the Tao

On the straw mat behind the corpse's head, there was a little gray brain remaining. Although it had dried up, it could still smell a faint fishy smell. The question was, where did the other brains go?

Under normal circumstances, if the brain is pierced or cracked, those gray foamy brains will burst out and splash everywhere, which is completely different from the current situation.

Just as Lan Xichen was about to dig a few more wild graves, Wei Wuxian's voice sounded, "Mr. Zewu, digging graves? Let me do it. I'm experienced and professional!"

Lan Wangji: ...

Lan Xichen: ...

Hua Yaoyao looked at Wei Wuxian with complicated eyes: Young man, don't you see that the hobby is quite special?

Just when Wei WuXian was about to make a move, a thin young man appeared out of nowhere. This young man was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with pale complexion and dull hair. Something resembling a spell crawled from his neck to his cheeks. It has an eerie beauty to it.

"My lord, let me do this kind of thing." Wen Ning said.

After saying this, Wen Ning squatted on the ground and quickly threw away six or seven small dirt bags.

Everyone praised: really professional!

Wei Wuxian's heart was slightly sour, he secretly glanced at Lan Sizhui, and found that he had a calm face, so he was a little relieved.

"Wen Ning, you don't have to rush to do these things in the future." Wei WuXian stretched out his hand to pick up Wen Ning who was having a good time.

Hua Yaoyao's heart twitched slightly: Wen Ning...is his surname Wen?Qishan Wen family?

After learning that the Wen family was destroyed, Hua Yaoyao secretly felt sad for a long time. After all, the Wen family was so grand back then, but it has been wiped out within a hundred years.

But the young man in front of him is obviously a dead person, but he is no different from a living person.If only Qingjiu had such a person to help him back then...

Thinking of this, Hua Yaoyao couldn't help showing awe to Wei Wuxian again, and her affection doubled.

After checking, Lan Xichen gasped. These corpses all had black and red holes in their foreheads, and the white flesh rolled out around the holes, and the heads of these corpses were all empty!

It's like... having your brains sucked out after death...

Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji exchanged their situation.

Lan Wangji and his group walked halfway, and Lan Jingyi suddenly said that he was thirsty and wanted to drink water, but it happened that everyone had drunk all the water on their bodies, and it happened that there was a mountain well not far ahead.

Lan Jingyi ran to the well and was about to draw water, but found a pale and swollen face in the well. The eyes of this face were two black holes, and the lips were red and purple, swollen into thick two.

Lan Jingyi cried and brought in the rescuers. After salvaging the man, he realized that it was just a complete human skin!

This human skin has a smooth knife edge from the Tianling cover to the tailbone. It has been completely peeled off like a one-piece suit. At first glance, it is just a real person with a thin figure!

Everyone felt that this matter was very strange, and most of the people around them were juniors from various families, so they unanimously decided to meet with Lan Xichen and others before discussing.

Lan Xichen was silent for a long time, sighed, and asked, "Wangji, since you set off the flare, have you met anyone else along the way?"

Lan Wangji shrank his pupils, shook his head, "No."

"We don't either. I'm afraid the situation is not good right now." Lan Xichen smiled wryly, "At the moment, we must find a way to escort these children back to Jinlin Terrace. I'll come back to look for the missing people when I reach the foot of the mountain."

Lan Wangji: "I'm with you."

Lan Xichen nodded slightly.

On the way back, it was quite peaceful, only some ordinary walking corpses appeared and haunted, and everyone solved them in a few clicks.

Because of the lessons learned from the human skin in the well, Lan Xichen forbade everyone to get close to the water source, and the water everyone carried was barely enough to drink evenly.

After walking on this road for two days without washing, Bai Xuexian is spoiled and spoiled, why has she ever suffered such a crime?

"Lan Xichen must have been too careful. I'm sweating to death." Bai Xuexian sneaked to the nearest lake to wash her face and body at night while everyone was asleep.

"Well~comfortable~" Feeling the coolness and refreshingness of the lake water, I feel very satisfied.

slap.

There was a layer of ripples in the center of the lake in front of her, as if someone threw stones into the lake behind her.

Bai Xuexian turned her head and saw a black figure behind a tree four or five meters behind her.

The figure is not tall, but very broad, and upon closer inspection, it is an old woman with a bit of a stoop.

She squinted at the old woman's simple and somewhat dirty robe and her horn-shaped bun, which stood high on the top of her head, and was wrapped in thick layers of hair, making her look very bulky ridiculous.

"Where did you get so much hair? Isn't it heavy?" After blurting out, she regretted it.

Because the old woman laughed fiercely, the voice sounded hollow and stiff, like a dead person coming from the chest cavity.

Bai Xuexian's heart turned cold in vain, fear welled up in her heart, she wanted to scream, but found that her throat was tight and she couldn't even open her mouth.

"Little girl, can you give me your hair too?"

Bai Xuexian stood on the spot as if she was dumbfounded, and she saw the old woman's dry things, which she didn't know whether they should be called claws or hands, protruding towards her throat.

The rancid smell of a terribly dead person enveloped her breath, and Bai Xuexian suddenly realized that these hairs were not the old woman's own.

But from different people, but these people have been killed by it.

I don't know if Ouyang Zi is really in these hairs.A terrible idea came to Bai Xuexian's mind, maybe she will have her own in the future.

Bai Xuexian closed her eyes and waited for that moment to come.

The expected pain was delayed, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Lan Sizhui lying half a meter in front of him, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The Lan family's coat with the runes painted on it had been burnt to the point where there were no ashes left.

Bai Xuexian subconsciously wanted to help Lan Sizhui up, but the moment she was about to touch Lan Sizhui, she suddenly withdrew her hand.

How should I explain Lan Sizhui's appearance?What would Lan Xichen think of himself?If this person had something good or bad about him, then she and Lan Xichen would be even more hopeless.

As soon as these thoughts came out, Bai Xuexian got up and glanced indifferently at Lan Sizhui on the ground, tidied up the messy clothes and left without looking back.

Lan Sizhui, don't blame me for being ungrateful; the position of the mistress of the Lan family cannot be missed.

If you want to blame, blame your own bad luck...