Wei Wuxian's first thought was that there might be something wrong with the flag formation set up by those young men.

The things he made could cause disaster if used carelessly. This is why he went out of his way to confirm whether the painting method of Zhao Yin Banner was wrong. So when several pairs of big hands took him out and dragged him out, Wei Wu

Xian Zhi straightened up and let them drag her, so as not to have to leave. She dragged her to the east hall, which was very lively. The crowd was no less than when the townspeople of Mojiazhuang gathered during the day. All the servants and relatives came out, and there were

They were still wearing Chinese clothes and hadn't even combed their hair, and they all looked frightened. Mrs. Mo was slumped on her seat, as if she had just woken up from a coma, with traces of tears still visible on her cheeks and tears in her eyes. However, as soon as Wei Wuxian was dragged in,

Her tears immediately turned into a cold light of resentment.

There was a human-shaped thing lying on the ground. The body was covered with white cloth and only one head was exposed. Lan SiZhui and the other teenagers had solemn expressions on their faces. They were leaning over to observe and talking in low voices. Their voices fell into Wei Wuxian’s ears:

"...found that the time is less than one stick of incense?"

"We have just subdued the walking corpse. We are rushing from the west courtyard to the east courtyard. The corpse is on the corridor."

This human figure was none other than Mo Ziyuan. Wei Wuxian glanced at it and couldn't help but take another look.

This corpse looks like Mo Ziyuan, but it doesn't look like Mo Ziyuan. Although the face shape and facial features are clearly that of his cheap cousin, the cheeks are deeply sunken, the eye sockets and eyeballs are protruding, and the skin is wrinkled, and

It turned out that Mo Ziyuan, who was still in his youth, seemed to be twenty years older. He also seemed to have had his flesh and blood sucked out, turning into a skeleton covered with a very thin layer of skin. If the original Mo Ziyuan was just ugly,

So now his body is old and ugly.

Wei Wuxian was taking a closer look when Madam Mo suddenly rushed over. A cold light flashed in her hand, holding a dagger. Lan SiZhui quickly shot it down with quick eyes and hands, but before he could speak, Madam Mo screamed at him: "

My son died tragically, and I want to avenge him! Why are you stopping me?"

Wei WuXian hid behind Lan SiZhui again, squatting and saying, "Your son's tragic death has nothing to do with me."

During the day, Lan SiZhui watched Wei Wuxian making a fuss in the east hall. Later, he heard a lot of rumors about the illegitimate son's jealousy from others. He felt very sympathetic to this sick man and couldn't help but speak for him:

"Mrs. Mo, the shape of your son's body shows that all the flesh, flesh and spirit have been sucked away. He was obviously killed by evil spirits. He shouldn't have done it."

Mrs. Mo's chest heaved: "What do you know! This madman's father is a cultivator, and he must have learned a lot of evil arts!"

Lan SiZhui looked back at Wei Wuxian, who seemed to be in a state of dementia, and said, "Madam, there is no evidence for this, or..."

"The evidence is on my son!" Mrs. Mo pointed to the body on the ground: "See for yourselves! A Yuan's body has told me who killed him!"

Without anyone else taking action, Wei Wuxian rushed to lift the white cloth from head to toe. Something was missing from Mo Ziyuan's body.

One of his left arms, from the shoulder down, was missing!

Mrs. Mo said: "Did you see it? Did you all hear it here today? What did this lunatic say? He said that if A Yuan touches his things again, he will cut off A Yuan's arm!

"

After getting excited, she covered her face and choked with sobs: "...I feel sorry for my A-Yuan, who has never touched anything of this lunatic. Not only was he framed by him, but he also lost his life due to his heart-wrenching madness..."

frenzied!

It had been so many years since I heard this comment applied to me. It was really kind. Wei Wuxian pointed at himself and was speechless. He didn’t know whether he was sick or Mrs. Mo was sick and wanted to exterminate the entire family and leave hundreds of corpses buried.

When he was young, he often said harsh words such as "Wan Shen Diao Ou", but most of the time he just said it. If he could really do what he said, he would have dominated hundreds of families long ago. Mrs. Mo did not want to avenge her son.

, I just need someone to vent my anger to.

Wei Wuxian didn't bother with her anymore. After thinking about it for a moment, he reached into Mo Ziyuan's arms, searched for it, and took out something. When he unfolded it, it turned out to be a Yin-calling flag.

In an instant, his heart brightened, and he thought to himself: You will not live if you do this!

When Lan SiZhui and others saw what Mo Ziyuan took out from his arms, they also understood what was going on. Thinking about today's farce, it is not difficult to guess the cause and effect: Mo Ziyuan was driven crazy by Mo Xuanyu during the day

Mo Xuanyu lost face, felt extremely resentful, and wanted to settle a score with him, but Mo Xuanyu ran outside and wandered around, and disappeared for a long time. Mo Ziyuan wanted to teach him a lesson when he returned at night.

But at night, he secretly went out and passed by the West Courtyard, where he saw the Zhaoyin flag stuck on the eaves of the wall. Although he had been told many times not to go out in the middle of the night, not to go to the West Courtyard, and not to touch these black flags, Mo Zi

However, Yuan thought that this was just a deliberate threat because they were afraid that someone would steal their rare magic weapon. He had no idea how ominous the Yin-summoning flag was. Once it was in his arms, he would become a living target. He was used to it.

He was not clean, and became addicted to stealing the talisman and seal magic weapon of his crazy cousin. When he saw such a strange thing, he felt itchy and had to get his hands on it. So he took advantage of the owners of the flag to collect the walking corpses in the west courtyard and quietly took it away.

Got one.

The flag array used a total of six Yin-summoning flags, five of which were set up in the west courtyard. They used the young men of the Lan family as bait, but they were guarding an unknown number of immortal magic weapons with them. Although Mo Ziyuan only stole them

On the other hand, he doesn’t have any self-defense weapons on his body. If he pinches the persimmon softly, the evil spirit will naturally be attracted to him. If it is just a walking corpse, that’s fine. Even if he bites a few bites, he will not die for a while, so what?

Can be saved. Unfortunately, this Yin-summoning flag unintentionally summoned something more terrifying than a walking corpse. It was this unknown evil that killed Mo Ziyuan and took away one of his

arm!

Wei Wuxian raised his wrist, and sure enough, the scars on his left hand were healed. It seemed that the dedication contract had tacitly attributed Mo Ziyuan's death to him. After all, the Zhaoyin Flag was originally made and passed down by Wei Wuxian.

It can be regarded as a mistake and a mistake.

Mrs. Mo was well aware of some of her son's minor problems, but she would never admit that Mo Ziyuan's death was caused by himself. She was anxious and angry for a moment, and grabbed a tea cup and threw it at Wei Wuxian's face.

Throw it away: "If you hadn't made a fuss and framed him in front of so many people yesterday, would he have gone out in the middle of the night? It was all the fault of a bastard like you!"

Wei Wuxian was on guard and dodged. Mrs. Mo screamed at Lan SiZhui again: "And you! You bunch of useless things, you can't even protect a child!

A Yuan is only a teenager!"

These teenagers are still young and have only been out for a few experiences. They have not detected any abnormality here. They never expected that there is such a ferocious evil spirit. They originally felt that they had made some omissions and felt quite guilty, but Mrs. Mo did not tell them.

They were all scolded indiscriminately and their faces were slightly green. After all, they came from a famous family and no one had dared to treat them like this. The Gusu Lan family had a very strict family upbringing and it was taboo to attack ordinary people who were unable to fight back. They were not even allowed to be rude, so although they

I suppressed the unhappiness in my heart and suppressed it until my face turned ugly.

But Wei Wuxian couldn't stand it any longer and thought to himself: "After all these years, the Lan family still has such a good character. What do you want to do if you can't hold yourself back? It's up to me!"

He let out a loud "poof" and said: "Who do you think you are scolding? Do you really treat others as your slaves? They came all the way to ward off demons without getting a penny, but they owe you nothing? Your son Gui Geng? I should have something this year on the 17th. Are you still a 'child'? How old are you children who still can't understand human language? Did you repeatedly tell them yesterday not to touch anything in the array and not to go near the west courtyard? Your son went out in the middle of the night to steal chickens and dogs. Do you blame me? Blame him?"

Lan Jingyi and others let out a breath, their faces finally no longer turning green from holding back. Mrs. Mo was extremely sad and resentful, thinking about the word "death". Not to die to accompany her son, but to want everyone in the world to die. Death, especially the few people in front of her. She always instructs her husband when something happens, pushing him and saying: "Call people! Call everyone in!"

Her husband, however, was stunned. Maybe it was because the death of his only son was such a shock that he pushed her with his backhand. Mrs. Mo was unexpectedly pushed to the ground and was stunned.

In the past, Mrs. Mo didn't need to push him, as long as she raised her voice a little louder, he would do it, but today he actually dared to fight back!

All the servants were frightened by her expression. A Ding trembled and helped her up. Mrs. Mo covered her heart and said with a trembling voice: "You...you...get out of here too!"

Her husband didn't seem to hear anything. A Ding winked at A Tong several times, and A Tong hurriedly helped the male host out. There was chaos inside and outside the east hall. Wei Wuxian saw that the family was finally quiet, and was about to continue checking the body, but Before he could even look at it, another high-pitched scream came through the door from the yard.

People in the hall rushed out. On the ground in the east courtyard, two people were seen twitching. One of the slumped A-Tong was alive. The other fell to the ground. His flesh and blood seemed to have been sucked dry and hollowed out, and he was wrinkled and withered. His left arm was gone, and there was no blood flowing from the wound. The condition of the body was exactly the same as that of Mo Ziyuan.

Just as Mrs. Mo shook off A Ding's support, her eyes froze when she saw the corpse lying on the ground. She finally lost the strength and fainted. Wei Wuxian happened to be standing near her and helped her up. Hand it to A Ding who rushes forward. Looking at his right hand again, the scar is gone.

Just after they crossed the threshold of the hall and before leaving the east courtyard, Mrs. Mo's husband died tragically on the spot, but it happened in an instant. Lan SiZhui, Lan Jingyi and others also turned pale. Lan SiZhui was the quickest to calm down. , asked the paralyzed Atong: "Have you seen what it is?"

Ah Tong was so frightened that he couldn't open his teeth. He couldn't ask a question for a long time and just kept shaking his head. Lan SiZhui was so worried that he asked his classmates to take him into the house and turned to Lan Jingyi: "Has the signal been sent?"

Lan Jingyi said: "The signal has been sent, but if there are no seniors nearby who can come to support, it may take our people half an hour to arrive at the fastest. What should we do now? We don't even know what it is. .”

Naturally, it is impossible for them to leave. If any of the children just run away when they encounter evil spirits, it will not only embarrass the family, but they themselves will also be ashamed to see others. These frightened Mo family members cannot follow them, because most of the evil spirits will be among them. There was no point in walking in the middle. Lan SiZhui gritted his teeth and said, "Just wait for someone to come!"

Now that a distress signal has been sent, other monks will arrive soon to support him. To avoid causing more trouble, Wei Wuxian should retreat. It would be better if the person who came was not familiar to him.

It's hard to say what will happen if we fight.

But the curse is on him, and he can't leave Mojiazhuang now. Moreover, the thing he summoned took two lives in such a short period of time, and its ferocity is extraordinary. If Wei Wuxian lets go now, he will wait for backup.

When we arrived, the entire Mojiazhuang might have been filled with corpses missing one of their left arms. There were also several descendants of the Gusu Lan family among them.

After thinking for a moment, Wei Wuxian thought to himself: "A quick fight and a quick decision."
Chapter completed!