The return of petitions

In the huge pit in the back mountain, there was still a lot of water in it because of the rain that had just rained. Dozens of corpses were soaked in it overnight, and their faces were all swollen and their original appearance was almost unrecognizable.

Wei Wuxian stepped into the sewage without hesitation, turning over the corpses one by one to check, even if the hem of his robe was stained by the dark dirty water, he didn't care at all.

Xue Yang had never seen Wen Ning before, so he couldn't help to identify him, so he could only stand aside and watch, frowning.

It's just that there were too many corpses abandoned in the pit, and Wei Wuxian could not see half of them after a long time.Xue Yang couldn't bear it any longer, so he had to go into the water and use his intuition to help see if there was Wen Ning.

This is too old, definitely not!

It's not right that the wrinkles are all over the face.

Female, no.

Middle-aged men, no.

Xue Yang looked at one after another, and finally found a boy in the depths of the water with his face up and his whole body soaked in the sewage. After wiping off some black stains on his face, he saw that his pale face was very delicate, and he hurriedly shouted : "Wei Wuxian, is that him?"

Wei Wuxian ran over a few steps to help the person in the water and saw that it was Wen Ning.

The wounds on his body have been soaked to the point where the flesh is turned outwards, and blood is still oozing. There is hardly any good flesh in his body, either here is a cut made by a sword, or there is a hole made by a sharp thorn, bruising. The corners of Qing's mouth were red and swollen, and with just a quick glance, one could tell that this was the result of being tortured to death.

Wei Wuxian's eyes were bloodshot and red, murderous intent immediately appeared, the hand holding Chen Qing was so hard that it trembled slightly, and traces of black quickly scattered from the body of the flute, permeating the air and hanging back and forth.

Seeing Wei WuXian, who was slowly turning around, exuding a strong murderous aura around him, the Jin family disciples who were leading the way trembled and said, "No, it's none of our business, it's him...he can't stand it." , just, died..."

"Can't stand it?" Wei Wuxian raised his eyebrows, smiling extremely coldly: "Then let you try these inhuman tortures and see if you can stand it."

Yu Luo, regardless of how those people cried and begged for mercy, put the petition on their lips and blew a tune.The Yin Qi spread all over the sky, except for the ghosts who were summoned, everyone surnamed Wen who was thrown into the puddle after death, anyone who had more resentment stiffly moved their hands and feet and started to get up, as if they had been killed by Chen. Emotional control becomes a walking corpse.

The few disciples of the Jin family had never seen such a frightening scene. How could a person who was terribly dead stand up, and was so frightened that he wanted to run away, crying and howling, and even when he was timid and trembling, there was a stench coming out of his pants. Water stains come.

Wen Ning, who was in Xue Yang's arms, also moved his head lightly, as if feeling Chen Qing's call to get up, but after barely moving a few times, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Xue Yang put his hand under Wen Ning's nose suspiciously for a moment, but there was no breath, so he was indeed dead.But when he probed his wrist again, he found that there was still a weak pulse beating, and if there was nothing, only the last ray of breath was left to hold on.Immediately, he took out a few talismans from his bosom and pasted them on Wen Ning, calling out to Wei WuXian, "Wen Ning is not dead yet, he still has one breath." Seeing that Wei WuXian hastily put away his flute and turned around, he said, "But It's not far from death, it's really hard to say whether I can survive."

Wei Wuxian pressed his finger on Wen Ning's pulse and listened quietly for a moment, then said, "Use your spiritual power to keep his breath." He bit his finger and drew a talisman with blood on Wen Ning's body, and when the talisman light entered his body, he cooperated with Xue Yang. The slowly injected spiritual power flashed a layer of golden light under the skin, and after Wen Ning's body bounced violently, blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth again.

"Let's take him away." Wei Wuxian was about to squat down and carry him on his back, but Xue Yang stopped him and said, "I'll do it." After speaking, he carried him back firmly with a backhand, and asked, looking at the mess all over the floor, "What are these things?" What about people?"

"These people" naturally asked about the disciples of the Jin family who had not been exterminated, and the offshoots of the Wen family who were lined up in the open space at first.

Wei Wuxian skipped over the trembling Jin family on the ground, looked at the old and weak women and children of the Wen family, and said, "Take them along."

Xue Yang just walked out of the puddle with Wen Ning on his back, when he heard that his feet stopped, he hesitated and asked, "Where are you going?"

Even if these people are not lethal, they are all collateral branches of the Wen family. They were captured here by the Jin family. Now Wei Wuxian rescued them openly. This move is already challenging the Lanling Jin family and betraying the right way and the immortals. A hundred schools of thought are enemies.

Xue Yang didn't care about Wei Wuxian's status as a son of a famous family, and he also wished that he could leave the family, but if he left in this way, he would not be able to escape being criticized by the people of a hundred families for a long time to come, and maybe he would have to face those sanctimonious people. people's insults.

Wei Wuxian could naturally see the hesitation in Xue Yang's eyes—as long as he leads these Wen family members to take one step on the Qiongqi Road, he will have nothing to do with the immortal family from then on.The world sees him not as Wei Wuxian, the son of a family, but... Wei Wuxian, the founder of the ghost way.

"It's just an identity, what's the point?" Wei Wuxian clenched his hand, and the smile on his lips made it clear that he was not at peace, but the words he said were firm: "There are too many people in this world. People don't distinguish between good and evil, black and white, but I don't care about right and wrong, I just want to have a clear conscience and live up to justice."

Xue Yang chuckled silently at his words. Although his eyes showed support and encouragement, he sighed in his heart: After all, this fool grew up in the world. He doesn't know how difficult it is to fight the world's blackness with one's whiteness. .

But the matter has come to this point, it is useless to say more, Xue Yang sees it more clearly than anyone else, it will be a matter of time before Wei Wuxian leaves Xianmen, the place is glamorous on the outside, luxurious and filthy on the inside, Wei Wuxian's Temperament, from the moment he decided to practice the ghost way, today's scene has already been doomed.

So he didn't persuade him too much, anyway, he had already made up his mind that he would never be separated from this person for the rest of his life, so he would naturally accompany Wei Wuxian wherever he went, so he asked again, "Where can we go with these people?"

Wei Wuxian thought for a while, there was no emotion on his face, but there was a sense of breaking the boat in his eyes: "Yiling, Mass Burial Mound."

Today's Yiling Mass Burial Mound no longer has lonely ghosts and corpses gathered here. Before Wei Wuxian became a ghost and left, he cleaned up the place. Wuzhao will not come out again.

When Wei Wuxian and Xue Yang took people outside the mass grave, they saw that although there was no evil spirit in the place, it was still gloomy and chilly, densely covered with weeds half the height of a person, and there was nowhere to hide. The place to step down.As far as the eye can see, the ground is covered with messy graves and coffins, and the breeze passing by is as creepy as ghosts crying.

No one likes this place, let alone those from the Wen family, even Wei Wuxian and Xue Yang who have stayed here don't like it either.But the world is so big that there is no place for them to stay, and they can't take a group of Wen's offshoots back to Lianhuawu, not to mention that Xue Yang is also incompatible with the family's land. After thinking about it, this mass grave is really the only choice .

Xue Yang cut a small path at the front with the disaster in his hand, and walked towards the cave.

Now the ghosts are gone here, and the dense fog that hovered over the sky all day long has also faded away, leaving only a thin layer of damp air permeating the air, but it can penetrate a lot of sunlight and dispel some of the coldness.

The cave was still the same as it was when Wei Wuxian and Xue Yang left. It wasn't as dark as it used to be, but because of the clear water pool, the cave was still full of gloom.

Xue Yang asked Wen Ning to be placed on the stone bed, tore off the soaked talismans and seals on his body, threw them away, pasted a few on them again, and said: "These talismans can't lock his soul that is about to disperse, you can draw some locks for him later." Soul talisman, I will make a few more soul-searching needles to find his spiritual consciousness."

Wei Wuxian nodded, and said to the dozens of Wen family members who followed: "We will live here from now on. Xue Yang and I have lived in this mass grave. It's a bit colder, but the terrain here is surrounded by mountains on both sides. One side of the cliff is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it is difficult for ordinary people to break in." After a short pause, he said: "Everyone, take a rest first and heal your injuries. As for the houses, we will slowly build some after we recover. yes."

Naturally, everyone listened. When they were escorted to Qiongqi Road, they never thought that they could leave that place alive.Now not only can his life be saved, but he also has a place to settle down, even in a mass grave, he is satisfied.

These people were grateful to Wei Wuxian and Xue Yang in their hearts, and obeyed the two of them very much. Hearing Xue Yang say that he wanted to save Wen Ning, they didn't dare to stay in the cave for a long time to procrastinate. stand up.

It is actually very difficult to save Wen Ning. Even Wei Wuxian couldn't explain why he still had a weak pulse even though his breath was gone. Besides, he was in a dead state. The whole body, but there is no slightest reaction.

Xue Yang cleaned up a stone next to the clear water pool, moved Wen Ning to it, planted five soul-inducing flags around his body, and placed the impromptu soul-stirring needles from a few places on top of his head. Big hole pierced.After finishing all this, he stood up and said to Wei WuXian who was standing by, "If it weren't for these talismans and soul-inducing flags of yours, Wen Ning might not have been able to save him."

Wei Wuxian said calmly, "Even if he is rescued, he will not be the same Wen Ning he used to be."

Wen Ning was injured so badly that he was basically no different from a dead person, and his spiritual consciousness was destroyed before his death, and his soul was scattered due to the suppression of the inhuman spirit. Now not only to save his life, but also to recover his spiritual consciousness And the soul, the most difficult thing is that it is extremely difficult to find the soul once it is scattered. Even if one or two can be recovered, it is impossible for Wen Ning to return to a normal person.

Xue Yang rubbed his chin twice with his fingers, and after looking at the people by the pool for a while, he suddenly said: "It's really impossible, make him a murderous corpse?" Seeing Wei Wuxian looking over in surprise, he said with a smile: "The high-ranking murderer Corpse, the kind that has self-awareness."

Wei Wuxian was surprised that Xue Yang thought of something with him.

In the few days since he brought Wen Ning out of Qiongqi Road, he kept thinking about the possibility of saving him.After pondering over and over for a long time, I finally found that only by refining Wen Ning into a murderous corpse would the possibility of surviving be greater, and more of Wen Ning's consciousness during his lifetime could be retained.

This thought formed and fermented in Wei Wuxian's mind, and it kept circling. He wanted to wait for Xue Yang to make the soul-searching needle in two days before mentioning it, but he didn't want Xue Yang to agree with him. Both of them were like this. considerate.