When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

The woman continued, "If that was all, then there would be nothing strange about it. But one day later, to my surprise, my husband also developed the same symptoms that would occur after being bitten by a vicious corpse."

Qiyuan answered quickly: "So your husband was bitten too?"

The woman shook her head slowly and firmly, "No, I can be absolutely sure and guarantee it with my life that my husband has never come into contact with those evil corpses, let alone been bitten. He was fine before this."

"And from that day on, not only my husband, but everyone except me and the child seemed to be infected with corpse poison overnight."

The woman became more and more excited as she spoke, her tears almost uncontrollable. It took a long time for Wei Wuxian to comfort her before she calmed down a little.

Wei WuXian said, “So you suspect someone drugged you.”

The woman nodded and choked up, "Because before that, some of the monks had given us medicine to prevent infection. I don't like bitter taste, and I usually just stay at home to take care of my children and don't go out. Medicine is three-quarters poison, so my child and I didn't drink the medicine."

"What's even more suspicious than this is that after my husband had an attack that day, the monks seemed to have calculated the timing perfectly and went door to door searching for people who had been sick. I didn't dare let them find out that I was still fine, so I hid in the straw pile with the child and didn't get discovered. That's how I escaped."

Prayed: "So you and the child are the only ones who escaped there."

The woman hummed and said, "I couldn't stay in the village any longer. At night, I took advantage of the darkness and took my child and all the money and fled. Five days have passed since then. I didn't have much money to begin with and I needed to buy food, so my child and I have been living here for the past few days."

Wei WuXian asked: “If that’s the case, why don’t you ask others for help?”

The woman's eyes were filled with despair. "Ask for help? I have done that before, but how can an ordinary person like me meet those high-ranking immortals whenever I want? Even if they meet you, if you have nothing to offer them, how can they help you?"

He prayed, "If this one doesn't work, you can always seek help from other immortals."

The woman chuckled, her face full of disappointment, and said dully: "They are all the same kind of people, the kind who only know how to protect themselves and their peers. Don't forget, it was the immortals who drugged us."

What the woman said is not impossible.

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji looked at each other with complicated expressions. They didn't know when it started, but people in some areas have been avoiding them, the children of noble families holding magic swords.

But aren’t the purposes of these immortals’ cultivation to eliminate demons and defend the Way?

But not everyone thinks this way.

Therefore, there is an even greater need for an outstanding Immortal Supervisor to lead the hundreds of immortal sects.

Wei WuXian said, “I wonder which immortal you sought help from before.”

The woman said, "Lanling Jin clan."

This answer was not surprising at all. Although the temple they were standing at was beyond the range of Lanling, it was still closer to the Lanling Jin Clan than other places.

It is human nature to look for them.

Wei WuXian said: “What the young lady said before is not without reason. The Immortal Sect does have many shortcomings.”

The woman looked at him. This man's attitude was much easier to talk to than those immortal cultivators she had met before.

Wei Wuxian clasped his fists and said, “I am Wei Wuxian from the Yunmeng Jiang Clan, this is Lan Wangji from the Gusu Lan Clan, and this is Qiyuan. We are all the immortals that the young lady mentioned.”

"..." When the woman saw their extraordinary conversation for the first time, she knew that they were definitely not ordinary people. But because there were only three of them here, unlike other immortal sects where people were surrounded by people when they went out, she just thought they were independent cultivators. Unexpectedly, she actually ran into them and said bad things about them in front of them.

The woman's face paled noticeably.

Lan Wangji said, “We have no ill intentions.”

The three of them bowed to her very respectfully. Wei Wuxian said, "Don't be afraid, young lady. I came here to investigate something. Perhaps this matter is related to your village."

The woman returned the greeting and said, "My humble self, Qin Wan, greets you all."

Wei WuXian said, “If possible, we can help the girl investigate what’s going on tomorrow.”

Qin Wan was very grateful and bowed solemnly: "Thank you very much."

The next day.

The danger of this trip was uncertain, and since Qin Wan was an ordinary girl with a child, she was not allowed to go with them.

Based on Miss Qin's description, the three of them quickly arrived at her village.

The houses were built along the river. The area of ​​the village was much smaller than the southern city they had visited before. It looked like there were only about twenty households.

The village here is relatively backward. Perhaps because it has experienced the invasion of evil corpses, the whole village looks very desolate and dilapidated.

What caught the eye was the flying straw and some overturned tables and chairs. Many doors were half-open, indicating that no one was living inside.

There were still some bloodstains on the ground and walls, as if they had been through a fierce battle.

After searching, no living person was found here.

Suddenly, there was a commotion ahead, on the outskirts of the village.

Abnormal roars came from far away and were gradually approaching, along with rhythmic footsteps. When the thing walked, the sound of its steps on the ground was extremely heavy and intermittent.

Then the next second, the same thing happened not only in front of us, but also on all sides and behind us.

Wei WuXian narrowed his eyes and looked at the group of “people” walking towards them.

Qiyuan screamed, "Oh my god! It's zombies! Where did they come from? Why did so many of them suddenly appear?!"

They were coming towards them from all directions and they were surrounded.

Before Wei Wuxian could make any move, Lan Wangji's Bi Chen had already been unsheathed. Wei Wuxian stopped him and said, "Wait, Lan Zhan."

Lan Wangji asked, “What?”

Wei WuXian said, “Let me do it.”

Although these are walking corpses, they are also very useful.

Lan Wangji put the Bichen back into the sheath as instructed. Wei Wuxian blew the whistle lightly. The sound was clear and loud, and contained a command.

Sure enough, the group of zombies that wanted to surround them immediately stood still after understanding Wei Wuxian's order, as if standing still.

Qiyuan sighed, "Were you just giving him orders?"

Wei WuXian said “hmm”.

Qiyuan clapped his hands and said, "Great, really great."

He did have the memory of Wei Wuxian controlling corpses by playing the flute in his mind, but he still had to see it with his own eyes to realize how powerful this corpse-controlling technique was.

At the command, none of the zombies dared to move. The scene was truly spectacular.