[Chen Qingling] I don't know why

Wei WuXian spread out his palms, stretched out towards Wen Miaomiao, and held the hand she sent, he felt relieved, and said to everyone: "Hold the sword well."

Everyone stood at the gate of the inn, looking at the street with their heads, all of them were shocked, this is...

In this bustling market, where people come and go during the day, there are neatly lined up stalls one after another, and each stall is filled with funeral supplies such as paper figurines and paper money.There was no light at all on the stalls, only the occasional street lamps, flickering weak candles, and the outlines could barely be seen, and the light was not much covered by the diffuse fog, making everything even more eerie.

Wei Wuxian whispered, "Close the door."

These children closed the door in twos and twos, and they all surrounded Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi, their faces were very tense, this kind of night hunting experience had really never happened before.

Lan Wangji said: "Si Zhui, Jing Yi, go to the back of the inn and have a look, the innkeeper is here."

Wen Miaomiao added, "Be careful."

"Yes." The two hurried away with their swords in hand.

Wei Wuxian looked at the nervousness of the children, and said with a smile, "What's the matter with you, it's not going well. Jin Ling, tell me, what did you see just now?"

"I saw stalls selling funeral and sacrificial supplies on both sides of the street. There was fog in the city, but...but there was no one on the street..."

Wei Wuxian nodded, "Well, very good, who will tell me, why no one?"

"Could it be..." a disciple of the Ouyang family whispered, "Could it be...the time has not come...this city...is a ghost town..."

Before Wei Wuxian could comfort them, Si Zhui and Jing Yi ran over.

Jingyi's tongue was a little knotted, "He he he he...they..."

Wei Wuxian shook his head, expressing his dissatisfaction, "Oh, slow down and speak carefully."

Sizhui said: "Senior Mo, the shopkeeper and those guys are all planting paper mannequins in the backyard, it looks like they are going to move here."

"what?????"

The children were terrified and hid behind the adults. They were young and had little experience, and few of them had ever seen real ghosts.

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, the shopkeeper came out dressed in white, holding a pair of tied paper figurines, and placed them by the door of the inn. The eyes are painted very large, and their appearance is very frightening.

The guys behind also followed up, holding paper lamps in their hands, and hung them in the store without lighting them. They didn't speak the whole time, and they didn't look at the group of people in the store. All their actions were orderly, mixed with the outside With other rustling sounds, after a while, this inn really became a funeral shop.

Wen Miaomiao said: "They don't seem to be able to see us."

As soon as the words were finished, everyone in the store stopped their movements, turned their heads slowly, and looked at Wen Miaomiao. This movement of turning their heads seemed to be very difficult, much more difficult than the paper figurines and paper lanterns in front.

Jing Yi shook her hand and pointed at the shopkeeper, not daring to speak.In fact, everyone has seen that the shopkeeper, including those guys, are all white pupils... this is a puppet!

The sounds of "swish, swish, swish" swords were heard one after another, Wei Wuxian raised his hand to stop him, he walked over alone, Wen Miaomiao immediately followed behind him, and Lan Wangji stood in front of the juniors.

Wei Wuxian walked to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, do you sell anything?"

The shopkeeper seemed a little at a loss, turned his head left and right several times, opened his mouth, and could only say one word, "Sell...sell..."

Wei Wuxian suddenly grabbed the shopkeeper's wrist, "Then shopkeeper, please show us the goods."

At this time, there were crows calling several times in the city, and then there was the sound of clappers being beaten, and several "dong dong dong" sounds, and the sky was over.

The shopkeeper's strength suddenly increased, he threw Wei Wuxian away, opened the door of the inn with those guys, and walked out step by step.

That is, at this moment, there were people coming and going outside the inn, all wearing white mourning clothes, walking unsteadily on the street, men, women, old and young, no one spoke and no one looked back, just walking like this, a gust of wind passed , scraped up countless paper money, this... really looks like a ghost town...

A few disciples ran over and pushed the door shut. Looking at it like this, they were about to cry...

Lan Wangji asked, "Are they really puppets?"

Wei WuXian sat down and said, "That's right, I checked the pulse of the shopkeeper just now, and they are living corpses."

Jin Ling asked, "What is a living corpse?"

Wei Wuxian shook his head, "It seems that I didn't study hard on weekdays. A living corpse is a kind of puppet. It is made when a living person's spiritual consciousness is complete. It is called a living corpse. This is a relatively low-level technique. , as long as you have Yin Iron or Yin Hu Talisman, it can be completed. The living corpse is easy to control and is more obedient, and most importantly, if you don’t want to control it, that person can still come back to life.”

Lan Wangji said, "In this case, the Yinhu Talisman is in this city."

"Yes, it seems that the person who controls the Yinhu Talisman hasn't spotted us yet, otherwise these puppets would have pounced on us long ago." Wei Wuxian rubbed his nose, "But it's too soon, the barrier is broken, sooner or later we have to find it." Come."

Jing Yi crossed her arms, panicking in her heart, "Then this person is really perverted, he made the people in the city come out at night to sell dead people's things..."

Wei Wuxian said, "Not necessarily. Speaking of which, the people of Yicheng are engaged in the business of dead people. I think that person deliberately let them come out to activities during the day, and disguised this place as an ordinary town. This is called a pervert."

A little disciple asked: "Could it be...that Yiling Patriarch...He, he,...he destroys people everywhere...Can you not be abnormal?"

Jin Ling said angrily, "Don't talk nonsense! My uncle killed all the bad guys, if you talk about it again, I'll beat you!"

Another person said: "Is what he said wrong? Do you dare to say that the ancestor of Yiling never killed a single person? If so, do you dare to say that when he comes out now, the various aristocratic families will not go to encircle and suppress again?"

"I dare!" Jin Ling was furious, and he grabbed his collar and was about to do it.

Wei Wuxian pulled him back, "Okay! Why are you arguing, what time is it, and your own people still fight, points will be deducted! Points will be deducted from me! I will also be fined!"

Wen Miaomiao patted Jin Ling on the shoulder, coaxing him: "Don't be angry, no one cares about this, be good."

Ouyang Zizhen also hurriedly grabbed his disciple, "Then what should we do now? Are we going to go out and find the person with the Yinhu Talisman?"

"No." Lan Wangji said, "Living corpses are not dead people. If you hurt them, you won't be able to save them in the future."

Wei WuXian also agreed: "HanGuang-Jun is right, you have to remember that a cultivator should eradicate traitors and help the weak, and must not harm the innocent, otherwise, no matter how many monsters and evil spirits he kills, it will be in vain. Hey, that's right. , don’t your Ouyang family worship the Qishan Wen family? Have you heard of Wen Xu, the eldest son of the Wen family?”

When it comes to Wen Xu, they know more than that, their eyes are shining with longing, Ouyang Zi said: "Of course I know, in order not to hurt the common people, Senior Wen Xu held three pieces of Yin iron instead of using them, and used his own spiritual consciousness as a barrier. , Baoqi Mountain will be safe and sound all day, and the Yunmengjiang Sect will come to support it."

"Well, yes, it seems that I don't need to say more."

Wen Miaomiao's eyes were a little red, Wei Wuxian secretly held her hand, and patted it on. Since the day of the Qishan accident, the word Wen Xu has become a gap in her heart.

Jin Ling asked anxiously: "Then what should we do now? Are we just here to watch these puppets walk around and do nothing?"

Wei Wuxian smiled and said, "Why don't you just go to the street and beat someone up, and see if he can tell you where the Yinhu Talisman is."

Jin Ling shut up.

But the children didn't dare to go back to their rooms to rest, they would rather sit together in the lobby, following Hanguang-Jun and Wei Wuxian.

When everyone sat until the third watch, they had already fallen asleep.

After a while, the sound of "dong dong dong" was heard again, and everyone suddenly became vigilant.

Sure enough, the living corpses wandering outside the door seemed to be awakened all of a sudden, and they all rushed in one direction, and everyone hurried to the door to look out.

"Let me have a look." Ouyang Zizhen had just grabbed the door frame when a puppet suddenly rushed towards him when he heard the sound.

Unexpectedly, the puppet suddenly attacked people, and everyone couldn't react in time. Wei Wuxian pulled Ouyang away, kicked the puppet away, his arm was scratched with bloodstains, and he was breathing black.

This time, the puppets gathered, more and more.

Can't hurt people, Lan Wangji didn't draw his sword, so he could only hit hard.Wen Miaomiao had no choice but to draw out his long whip.

Wei Wuxian turned his head and shouted to the crowd: "What are you doing in a daze, close the door!"

Everyone rushed to push the door shut. From the door paper, you could see the scene of fighting outside. There were more and more puppets, but they couldn't draw their swords. They all resisted stubbornly.

Ouyang Zi really thought of the injury on Wei Wuxian's arm just now, pushed the door and went out, "Senior Mo, I'll help you."

Then Jin Ling and Si Zhui Jingyi also went out, there was nothing to say about it, the disciples gritted their teeth, and all pushed the door to go out to help.

The streets are narrow and it's not easy to use it, so everyone retreated to the open space where the market meets. Wen Miaomiao swept out with a whip, separating the crowd: "Get out of the way."

Then cast a spell and surround the puppet with a big fire, which can be regarded as a temporary tranquility.

"Hahahahahaha." At this time, a person appeared on the roof, standing with his hands behind his back in black clothes, "There are quite a lot of people tonight, new trick?"

Lan Wangji frowned, "Xue Yang?"

Wen Miaomiao looked at him and said nothing. Did he have to go this far no matter what?

Xue Yang continued to laugh and said, "It's almost dawn, why don't you make a move?"

Wen Miaomiao shouted angrily: "Xue Yang! Are you crazy! What are you doing!"

"Miao Miao..." He was impatient for a moment, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then opened them, eyes full of anger: "Don't talk like that, you are not worthy! Hurry up!"

Lan Wangji drew his sword and flew up to the roof, Wei Wuxian grabbed Wen Miaomiao, "Xue Yang seems to be seriously injured."

Wen Miaomiao looked up again. Indeed, Xue Yang was holding Jiang Disaster in his right hand, and his left hand seemed weak. Obviously, he was no match for Lan Zhan.

"咚咚咚" was the sound of clappers being beaten again. It was almost dawn, and a thick fog lifted, and the figures of Lan Wangji and Xue Yang could no longer be seen clearly.The group of puppets gradually regained consciousness, Wen Miaomiao withdrew the fire, and the crowd slowly dispersed.

Jin Ling grabbed a person, "Hey, do you still remember..." The person ignored him at all and continued walking.

Wei Wuxian said, "You don't need to ask, they are all living corpses, even if they look like normal people, they are still under control, and they can't tell anything."

Someone said: "It's controlled by Xue Yang. It is rumored that he slaughtered Baixue Pavilion many years ago and was hunted down by Song Zichen. Unexpectedly, he is still alive."

Wen Miaomiao's tone was quite bad, "How do you know that he slaughtered Baixue Pavilion?"

"Listen... I heard..." The disciple was a little timid. There were rumors that Xue Yang had already been expelled from the Qishan Wen Sect, so he dared to say it...

"You don't see the whole picture, you just rely on your mouth to speak. Is this how your Ouyang family imitated my Wen family? What a joke!"

Ouyang Zi really bent down quickly and made a big salute: "Senior, don't be angry, he's just talking nonsense."

Wen Miaomiao turned and left.

The sky was completely bright, the fog cleared, the funeral stalls on the street were removed, and the people began to push the cars in the daytime to get busy again, and the city returned to normal.

Wei Wuxian grabbed Wen Miaomiao, "Where are you going?"

"Look for Xue Yang!" Wen Miaomiao was full of anger, "What do you think he's doing! He's talking like a madman! Besides, he's injured so badly, and even came out to fight with someone. Do you think he's sick!"

"Miao Miao, think about it carefully, what did Xue Yang just say?"