The head and limbs made of cotton wool are used to "deceive" this torso, making it think it is still growing on its owner. Judging from the skin color and the broken surface of the left shoulder, it must be the torso of the good brother they are looking for. The gravedigger just now came to dig it.

Wei Wuxian stood up and said, "It seems that the hiding corpse has noticed that we are investigating this matter. We are afraid that we will be digging it out and then come to move our torso. It is better to come early than to come by, and we just hit us. But," he changed his tone: "Why is the foggy man who is digging the grave so familiar with your sword skills?"

Obviously, Lan Wangji was also thinking about this matter, and the frost intent on his expression had not faded. Wei Wuxian said: "This man's cultivation is quite high, so high that he can support the consumption of using a teleportation talisman. He casts magic on his face and sword. It is understandable to cast magic on his face, for fear of being recognized. But generally unknown monks do not need to cast magic on the sword to cover it - unless his sword is a little famous in the cultivation world, or is very famous. Many people recognize his sword light, and once it is sacrificed, it will be exposed, so they have to cover it up."

Wei Wuxian asked tentatively: "Han Guangjun, you have fought with him just now. Do you think he is someone you are very familiar with?"

It would be inconvenient for him to say more specific things. For example, Lan Xichen or Lan Qiren.

Lan Wangji said affirmatively: "No."

Wei Wuxian was very confident about Lan Wangji's answer. He believed that Lan Wangji was not the kind of person who could cover up the facts or dare not face the truth. Since he said no, it must be no. He didn't like to lie. According to Wei Wuxian, if Lan Wangji lies, he would rather give himself a ban on the wording technique and not speak. So Wei Wuxian immediately ruled out these two people and said, "That's even more complicated."

Lan Wangji put his torso into another double-layer sealed Qiankun bag and properly packed it up. The two of them walked around the neighborhood for a few times, leisurely returning to the restaurant street.

The young man said, and the rest of the restaurants on the street were closed, but their houses were still carrying the cover and the lights were on. The man served a big bowl and cooked rice at the door. When he saw them, he said happily: "Here you back! How about it, let's keep our house talking? Have you seen anything? "

Wei Wuxian responded with a smile and sat back to the seat of Bai Ri with Lan Wangji.

The table at his feet was filled with wine jars and said, "By the way, where did we talk about it before? I was interrupted by the grave digging suddenly. I don't know how Chang Ping died."

Lan Wangji continued to use words to describe him in a straightforward manner.

Xue Yang, Xiao Xingchen, Song Lan and others left one after another, missing and dead. Several years after the incident was revealed, one day, Chang Ping and the rest of his family all died in Lingchi overnight. Moreover, Chang Ping's eyes were also dug out.

This time, no one can find out who the murderer was, after all, all the parties involved have disappeared. However, one thing is certain.

Lingchi and the others' sword proved that the wound was Xiao Xingchen's sword - Shuanghua.

Wei Wuxian stopped a bowl of wine at his mouth, and was stunned by the subsequent incident: "Is it the one who took action by Xiao Xingchen's sword? Is that the person who took action?"

Lan Wangji said: "Xiao Xingchen is missing, and it is not yet concluded."

Wei Wuxian said: "I can't find a living person, have you tried to summon souls?"

Lan Wangji said: "I tried it. It was fruitless."

If there is no result, then either he is not dead or his soul has disappeared. He has specialized in his skills, so Wei Wuxian must express his opinion on this: "It cannot be said very absolutely that the matter of summoning souls is right. The right time, place and people are indispensable, and sometimes there will be mistakes. I guess many people think it is Xiao Xingchen's revenge? Han Guangjun, what about you? Why do you think?"

Lan Wangji shook his head slowly and said, "The whole picture is unknown, so I will not comment."

Wei Wuxian admired his attitude and principles in dealing with things very much, and took a sip of wine with a smile. Then he heard Lan Wangji say, "What do you think?"

Wei Wuxian said: "Lingchi is a kind of torture, which means 'punishment'. And when digging out the eyes, it is hard not to remind people of Xiao Xingchen who also dug out the eyes. So it is understandable that these people guessed that Xiao Xingchen was revenge, but," he thought about the words and said: "I think that at the beginning, Xiao Xingchen did not want Chang Ping's thanks to him so that he came forward to intervene in this matter. I..."

Before he could figure out what "I" was, the guy was very attentive to bring two plates of peanuts. Wei Wuxian was interrupted and there was no need to go on. He looked up at Lan Wangji and smiled and said, "Han Guangjun, why are you watching me like this? I'm not doing anything. I don't know the whole picture, and I won't comment. You are right. Before you understand all the inside story and the whole story, no one can make a rude assessment of anything. I only have five jars, but you bought me more five jars, and I am afraid I can't finish it alone. How about it, you drink with me? Isn't it Yunshen doesn't know where you don't know, right?"

He was ready to be rejected in one sip, but Lan Wangji said: "Drink."

Wei Wuxian said, "Han Guangjun, you have really changed. In the past, you drank a small jar in front of you, but you were so fierce that you would throw me across the wall and hit me. Now you are still hiding the emperor's laughter in the room and drinking secretly."

Lan Wangji tidied up his clothes and said indifferently: "The emperor laughed, I didn't move a single jar."

Wei Wuxian said, "If you don't drink, why are you hiding it? Keep it for me? OK, don't move, don't you, believe you? I won't mention it, come on. I must see how many cups the children of the Lan family who don't drink wine will pour."

He poured a bowl for Lan Wangji. Lan Wangji took it without thinking, and poured it down. Wei Wuxian was inexplicably excited and stared at his face to see when he blushed. Unexpectedly, after staring for a long time, Lan Wangji's face and expression remained unchanged at all, and his light-colored eyes were staring at him calmly - there was no change at all!

Wei Wuxian was very disappointed and was about to encourage him to drink another jar, suddenly, Lan Wangji frowned and gently rubbed his eyebrows. After a while, he supported his forehead with one hand and closed his eyes.

...Are you asleep?

...Sleeping!

Most people should get drunk first and then go to bed after drinking so much wine. How could Lan Wangji skip the drunken step and go to bed directly?!

What he wants to watch is the "drunk" section!

Wei Wuxian waved to Lan Wangji, who was also seriously and upright while asleep, and clapped his hands in his ear. Not answered.

It's actually a bowl of pours.

Wei Wuxian did not expect this to happen, so he patted his legs, thought for a while, and then wrapped Lan Wangji's right hand around his neck, dragging him away from the small wine shop.

He had already touched Lan Wangji's body with great skill. He took out his purse, found an inn, so he asked for two rooms, sent Lan Wangji into one of them, took off his boots, covered his quilt, and went out while the night was dark.

When he arrived in a remote and remote place, Wei Wuxian pulled out the bamboo flute from his waist, sent it to his lips, blew out a tone, and then waited quietly.

During these days, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji faced each other day and had no time to be alone. He could not summon Wen Ning. In addition to his previous identity, there were other reasons.

Wen Ning had the life of the Gusu Lan family. Even if Lan Wangji was very good to him, Wei Wuxian could not summon Wen Ning in front of him. Or rather, it was because Lan Wangji was very nice to him that Wei Wuxian had no shame to summon Wen Ning in front of him. No matter how thick his face was, he was not as thick as this kind of thing.

When I came to my senses, the stern "ding ding dangdang" had already heard in my ears.

Wen Ning's figure lowered his head and appeared under the shadow of the city wall ahead.

He was covered in darkness, dissolved in the darkness beside him, with only his eyes without pupils, which were dazzlingly white and ferociously white.

Wei Wuxian carried his hands and walked slowly around him.

Wen Ning moved, as if he wanted to follow his steps, and Wei Wuxian said: "Stand well."

He stood up honestly. His pretty face seemed to be even more melancholy.

Wei Wuxian said: "Hand."

Wen Ning stretched out a right hand. Wei Wuxian grabbed his wrist and lifted it up, carefully inspecting the iron rings and chains locked on his wrist.

This is not an ordinary iron chain. Wen Ning was extremely irritable when he started crazy. He could twist the steel into mud with his bare hands, so he would not let it drag on his body like this. I am afraid it was a pair of iron chains specially created to imprison Wen Ning.

Smash the bones and raise ashes?

Even the Yinhu Talisman has to work hard to restore the broken parts. Of course, some aristocratic families are also drooling at the Ghost General. How can they bear to crush their bones and stir up ashes?

Wei Wuxian sneered, stood beside Wen Ning, thought for a moment, and slowly pressed it in his hair.

Those who keep and lock Wen Ning must not be allowed to think on their own. To make him obey the orders of others, he will destroy Wen Ning's mind and will definitely plant something in his head. Sure enough, after pressing three times, Wei Wuxian pressed a hard little dot on a certain acupoint on one side of his right brain. He put his other hand in the symmetry of Wen Ning's left brain, and there was a little bit of the same hard object, which seemed to be something like a needle tail.

Wei Wuxian pinched the needle tails at both ends at the same time, and slowly started to pull out two black nails from Wen Ning's head.

These two black nails were about an inch long and were as thick as a red rope tied with a jade pendant. They were buried deep in Wen Ning's head. The moment the nail came out of the skull, Wen Ning's facial features trembled slightly, and a layer of black bloodshot crawled into the whites of his eyes, as if he was trying his best to endure the pain.

Even though he is a dead person, he can still feel "pain".

The two nails were carved with detailed and complex patterns, and their origins must be extraordinary. The person who created them was of some ability. If Wen Ning wanted to recover, he would have to wait for a while. Wei Wuxian put them away and looked down at Wen Ning's wrists and chains on his ankles. He thought to himself that it was not a solution to drag the jingle on his body like this, and he had to cut them off with the fairy sword.

The first thing he thought of was naturally Lan Wangji's dust-proof. Although it was a bit inappropriate to use the sword of the Lan family to help Wen Ning cut the chain, this was the easiest immortal sword he could get, and Wen Ning could not be asked to drag such a bunch of burdens on his body.

Wei Wuxian said in his heart: "This way. I will go back to the inn first. If Lan Zhan is awake, I will not lend it. If Lan Zhan is still asleep, I will lend it to avoid dust."

After making up his mind, he turned around. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, Lan Wangji stood behind him.

The author has something to say: Today is thicker and longer, so I will put it until the evening to update. I will post it until 11 a.m. one day after that, I will post it until 11 a.m., and then it will be changed to this time.

I'm drunk tomorrow hahahaha!!!

Thank you, the Vest Team, a pack of deep-water torpedoes!

Thank you calm and unreasonable, a rocket launcher with a bunch of bean paste and Mu Baixue's grenade!

Thank you giata, felicia.x, Hou Xiaoba (2), Baoyu Brother, 123, rawlly, Tingsong, Ding Lingling, 18511270 (2), Luo Luo..., none, zcw, sssssssdff, ciu, ppupu, Yanjiu Liansheng's landmine!
Chapter completed!