[Forget envy] Naluojia engraved seal

<To the original book> <Lord Wangxian>

"Oh... Sure enough, you can't offend the Red Venerable casually..."

Wei Wuxian gently caressed his painfully pinched neck with his hand, he almost thought that Hong Zun would break his neck on the spot, and his heart trembled.When he came back to his senses, he found that he had returned to the cave in the mass grave. His whole body was filthy, so he didn't mind that he was still floating in the pool of blood.

Suddenly there was a slight stabbing pain in his chest. He looked down, and there was a red bloodstain on the skin at the heart, and a pattern was slowly drawn. From the initial dragon pattern, it slowly spread to the left chest. He even swallowed the scorching sun brand of the Wen family that was originally left on his chest, and finally spread to his shoulders and lower abdomen, occupying the entire half of his body.

Wei WuXian lifted the front of his shirt, watched the bloodstains slowly dissolve back into the skin, leaving only the darkened scorching sun mark, thinking: "What?"

After watching for a while, the weird engraving did not appear again, and Wei Wuxian didn't bother to pay attention to it anymore. He himself has been to hell himself, so what is there to be afraid of if he has not seen it before?

Wei WuXian left the pool of blood, and the black air didn't seem to be entangled with him anymore. He took off his shirt, intending to dry it first, but with a flick of his hand, a bright red tassel fell out of his shirt. He recognized that it was the one tied to Qin Bingxin's bone flute "ghost".

Wei Wuxian bent over to pick up the tassels, and there was a cold feeling, and he immediately understood that he hadn't fooled Qin Bingxin.He thought that if he didn't think about the murderous corpse, Qin Bingxin would not know about it, but in fact, Qin Bingxin knew about it early in the morning, so he answered all his questions, and asked him to try to blow the ghost to teach him to listen to the soul with his heart The voice... It turned out that the one who didn't know anything was actually himself...

"It's really okay to hide from Brother Bing Xin."

After putting away the tassels, Wei Wuxian began to think about the flute. He remembered that when he fell into the mass grave, he fell into a bamboo forest. There should be good materials there. The question is, can he go there? I don't know whether it is night or day outside, and the concept of time has no effect.

Wei Wuxian stepped out of the main cave carefully. He stood at the position where he was attacked by the black air before, and there was nothing unusual around him. He stretched out his hand and gently touched the stone wall, and something was sucked into his body through the palm of his hand. Immediately, he withdrew his hand, staring wide-eyed at the black air wrapped around his hand, the black air condensed from numerous resentment and hostility, did not disappear, but was sucked into his body by him, becoming his the power of.

Wei Wuxian tried to keep the resentment in his palm, just like the method of running the spiritual energy in the golden core before, through his thoughts, the black energy flowed, swirled, and changed in his hand, his heart was filled with ecstasy, as if he no longer felt afraid, and walked with his head held high out of the cave.

The outdoor air lifted his spirits. It is true that the cave is too stuffy and the air is also very turbid. Staying in the cave all the time made him unable to concentrate at all.

It was pitch black outside the cave, and the moon was above the head. It seemed to be between midnight and ugly time, which should be the time when the yin energy was at its heaviest, but it was quiet outside the cave. Not to mention the sound of murderous corpses, even ordinary walking corpses could be seen. less than.

"What's going on..."

Wei Wuxian was walking on the dark mountain road, but his heart was terribly calm. He remembered that when he fell, he was only thinking about escaping, and he didn't pay attention to the surrounding environment. Now that he was walking on this road again, his mentality was very Quite different, he still had a leisurely look at the environment of this mass grave.

It is rumored that the mass grave is an ancient battlefield. After many battles in ancient times, no one dared to accept the corpses, and it became a mountain of corpses. No one can measure how much evil energy has accumulated.The soil of the entire mountain peak absorbed the corpse water seeped from the corpse, and the plants growing on it also became strangely dark black.

Fortunately, the water flow is smooth. It seems that as long as you find the source that has not flowed to the corpse, you can at least have relatively clean water to drink.

"With..."

Wei Wuxian saw the bamboo that he had crushed before. It was dark black with purple in color. It belonged to the purple bamboo family, and it was a good material for making flutes. The unobtrusive broken branch was attracted, and the broken branch lay horizontally in the mud, and its color was even darker. In Wei Wuxian's eyes, this bamboo branch was oozing with a strange redness, with an abnormal evil spirit.

"It's you."

Wei WuXian picked up the broken branch and inspected it carefully. It was a intact bamboo pipe, but after the inspection, the problem came again. He didn’t have any tools to make it into a flute.

Bowing his head to reality again, Wei Wuxian lay dejectedly on the spot looking at the moonlight. The moon, which was close to the full moon, was very bright and dazzling in the dark, a bit like the sun. People cleaned up the mass graves, but no one could go back.Since it is possible to find the monk's body, it must be possible to find some good things.

Wei Wuxian got up again. He searched along the road, but many corpses had been decomposed beyond recognition. He saw walking corpses in the distance. He wanted to turn around and move away, but the walking corpses retreated faster than him, as if seeing Like something scary.

Wei Wuxian yelled, "I should run, why are you running?"

At this moment, Wei Wuxian forgot that the other party was a walking corpse. Talking to a walking corpse is no different from talking to the air, and calling a corpse should not be tolerated. He whistled twice, and one of the walking corpses actually stopped. down.

Wei Wuxian seems to have discovered something interesting. Qin Bingxin said that using his thoughts to fill the gaps in the soul with his voice seems to be possible without going through the flute, but the effect is just so-so.But very fortunately, this walking corpse seemed to be the monks of the Wen family that he was looking for, or he had been thinking about these monks all the time, so the ones he manipulated must be these monks.Knowing the trick, Wei Wuxian's confidence more than doubled.

He reached out to the monk and touched many things, two blank talisman papers that had not been written on, a rusty dagger, rotten food that had already smelled, and other things.Although the dagger was rusted, the edge was still usable. He sat on the ground and worked hard to dig holes for the flute on the bamboo branch. It was not until dawn that the bamboo flute took shape.

"I'm exhausted..." He looked up at the still motionless corpse, feeling like laughing.

He put the bamboo flute to his lips, and when he blew, the ear-piercing broken sound not only woke up the forest birds around him, but even he himself was so frightened that he dropped the bamboo flute to the ground, it was too ugly, and he picked up the bamboo flute again , Another round of hard work, and several times of trying, finally got the sound that the flute should have. Although it still takes a long time to improve and tune, but at least it can be used.

He blew the flute, what he was looking for were monks who had cultivated immortality, after waiting for a long time, Wei WuXian thought he was unsuccessful, but saw the corpses of these monks approaching one after another, and there were quite a few of them, and said that Qishan was warm He is boasting and exaggerating, but he did not expect to send people to the mass grave.

Wei Wuxian found more things among this group of monks, and some of them are very useful, especially those town house charms, he really needs a place where he can sleep peacefully, who can say for sure about these ghost things, listen to him now , will he bite back when he is asleep

Suddenly there was a gust of wind, and the talisman seals placed on the muddy floor were scattered all over the ground. Wei Wuxian quickly picked them up. Seeing that one of the talisman seals in his hand was drawn wrongly, he was about to laugh at it, but he paid attention to it. Seeing the brushstrokes of this talisman, and seeing a human face looming, he suddenly became playful, and mischievously glued some blood on his hands, and drew eyes on the talisman. Face.

At this moment, the dark wind was stronger, blowing almost everything into a mess, Wei Wuxian stayed where he was, because there were more things beside him, two ghosts.

One of them opened its mouth, brushed its face with upside-down teeth, and said, "Who dared to wake me up?"

The ghost looked up and saw Wei Wuxian, the person he had held on to, but the power of its master permeated from his body, and he knelt down on his knees in an instant, and gave a big gift: "I don't know what order the little master calls this time. ?”

Wei Wuxian thought to himself: "So it's the little ghost next to Hong Zun."

Wei Wuxian didn't like the looks of these two guys, he didn't bother to look at them, and said, "Accident! It's none of your business."

Another ghost said, "Accident?"

Wei Wuxian said coldly: "What? Are you not satisfied with this answer? You also "accidentally" pulled me away..."

There seemed to be a tone of blame, and the two ghosts shut up immediately, and the momentum of going crazy at any time was exactly the same as their masters, who dared to say another word.

Wei WuXian picked up the talisman with the red face on it, and asked, "You were recruited through this?"

"should be……"

Wei WuXian glared at them, "Should?"

"Little master, you can't answer us even if you ask us, we are just insignificant slave ghosts."

Wei Wuxian looked at the talisman and murmured, "Recruiting Yin? It's worth studying."

"Little master, we..."

"You guys? I'm hungry, go up the mountain to find food for me!"

~~to be continued~~