The several young men over there were also newbies, and they all looked nervous, but they still strictly guarded Mo's house according to their directions, and put up talismans and seals all over the hall. The servant Atong had been carried into the hall, and Lan Sizhui

She held his pulse with her left hand, and pushed Mrs. Mo's vest with her right hand. Both sides could not be treated, and she was in dire straits when A Tong suddenly got up from the ground.

A Ding said "Ah": "A Tong, you're awake!"

Before she could show joy, she saw A Tong raise his left hand and pinch her neck.

Seeing this, Lan SiZhui tapped several of his acupuncture points three times in a row. Wei Wuxian knew that although the people in their family looked gentle, their arm strength was not gentle at all. With this kind of tapping, no one could move immediately.

, but Ah Tong seemed unaware, his left hand pinched tighter and tighter, and his expression became more and more painful and ferocious. Lan Jingyi went to break off his left hand, but it was like breaking off an iron knot, and it didn't move at all. After a moment, there was a "click", Ah Tong

The child's head hung crookedly, and his hands were released. However, the neck bone was already broken.

He actually strangled himself to death in full view of everyone!

Seeing this situation, A Tong trembled and said: "...Ghost! There is an invisible ghost here, asking A Tong to strangle himself to death!"

Her voice was high-pitched and shrill, which made other people's hair stand on end. They suddenly believed her. Wei Wuxian's judgment was exactly the opposite: it was not a bad ghost.

He had seen that the talismans chosen by these young men were all of the spirit-repelling type, and the whole east hall was sealed. If there were really evil spirits entering the east hall, the talismans would immediately burn into green fire, instead of like now.

There is generally no movement.

It's not that these children are slow to react, but that the ones who come are really cruel. Xuanmen has strict standards for the term "fierce ghost". If you kill one person every month and continue to cause trouble for three months, you can be classified as a fierce ghost. This standard is Wei

Wuxian ordered it, and probably still uses it now. He is best at dealing with this kind of thing. According to him, killing one person in seven days is considered a ghost that frequently causes trouble. But this thing killed three people in a row, and the interval was so short, even if

It would be difficult for a famous monk to come up with a solution right away, not to mention that these are just juniors who have just debuted.

Just as he was thinking this, the fire flickered and a gust of wind blew through. All the lanterns and candles in the entire courtyard and the east hall were extinguished.

The moment the lights went out, screams started one after another. Men and women pushed and shoved, fell and ran away. Lan Jingyi shouted: "Stand where you are, don't run around! Whoever runs will be caught!"

This is not to be alarmist. It is evil nature to make trouble in troubled waters. The more you cry and make trouble, the easier it is to cause trouble without knowing it. It is extremely dangerous to be alone or to mess up at this time. But everyone has a soul.

Outside Feitian, it was impossible to hear clearly and clearly. Within a moment, the east hall became quiet, except for the slight breathing and subtle sobbing. I'm afraid there were not many people left.

In the darkness, a flash of fire suddenly lit up. It was Lan SiZhui who lit an open fire talisman.

The flame of the bright fire talisman would not be extinguished by the evil wind. He held the talisman between his arms and relit the candle while the remaining teenagers went to appease the others. In the light of the fire, Wei Wuxian inadvertently looked at his wrist.

, another scar has healed.

Looking at it, he suddenly realized that the number of scars was wrong.

Originally, there were two scars on each of his left and right wrists. After Mo Ziyuan's death, one scar was healed; after Mo Ziyuan's father died, another scar; when his servant A Tong died, another scar. Based on this calculation, there should be three scars healed, only one scar healed.

The last wound left has the deepest traces and the deepest hatred.

But now his wrists were empty, not a single one was left.

Wei Wuxian believed that among Mo Xuanyu's revenge targets, Mrs. Mo would definitely be indispensable. The longest and deepest wound was reserved for her. And it disappeared.

Did Mo Xuanyu suddenly look away and give up his resentment? That was impossible. His soul had long been sacrificed as the price for summoning Wei Wuxian. For the wound to heal, Mrs. Mo had to die.

His eyes slowly moved away and moved to Mrs. Mo, who had just woken up and was surrounded by everyone in the center, her face as pale as paper.

Unless she is already dead.

Wei Wuxian can be sure that something is already attached to Mrs. Mo. If this thing is not a soul, what on earth could it be?

Suddenly, Ading cried: "Hand...hand, Ading's left hand!"

Lan SiZhui moved the bright fire talisman above Ah Tong's body. Sure enough, his left hand also disappeared.

Left hand!

In the electric light and flint, Wei Wuxian's eyes were bright, and the troublemaker, the missing left arm, was connected in a line. He suddenly laughed out loud. Lan Jingyi said angrily: "This fool can still laugh at this time!"

But think about it again, since you are a fool to begin with, why bother with him?

Wei Wuxian grabbed his sleeve, shook his head and said, "No, no!"

Lan Jingyi tried to pull back his sleeves irritably: "It's not what? Aren't you a fool? Stop making trouble! No one has time to pay attention to you."

Wei Wuxian pointed at the bodies of Father Mo and Atong on the ground and said, "These are not them."

Lan SiZhui stopped the angry Lan Jingyi and asked, "What do you mean when you say 'this is not them'?"

Wei WuXian solemnly said, "This one is not Mo Ziyuan's father, and that one is not A Tong."

The more solemn his painted face looked, the more people felt that he was really sick. But these words sounded creepy in the dim candlelight. Lan SiZhui was startled, and couldn't help but ask: "

Why?"

Wei Wuxian said proudly: "Hands, they are not left-handed. They always hit me with their right hand. I still know this."

Lan Jingyi couldn't bear it and spat: "Why are you so proud! Look how proud you are!"

Lan SiZhui was shocked and broke into a cold sweat. Recall: Atong strangled himself with his left hand. When Mrs. Mo's husband pushed his wife down, he also used his left hand.

However, during the day when Mo Xuanyu was making a big fuss in the east hall, these two people were busy arresting and driving people away, and they were both right-handed. It was unlikely that both of them suddenly became left-handed before they died.

Although he didn’t know what the reason was, if he wanted to find out what was causing the trouble, he had to start with the “left hand”. After thinking about this section, Lan SiZhui felt a little surprised, glanced at Wei Wuxian, and couldn’t help but think:

"For him to say this suddenly, it really... doesn't seem like a coincidence."

Wei Wuxian just smiled, knowing that this reminder was too deliberate, but there was nothing he could do about it. Fortunately, Lan Sizhui didn’t pursue it, thinking: “Anyway, since Mr. Mo is willing to remind me, most likely

It’s not with any malicious intent.” Then she turned her eyes away from him, glanced at A Ding, who had just fainted from crying, and landed on Mrs. Mo.

The line of sight went down from her face to her hands. The arms were flat and drooping, most of them were hidden in the sleeves, and only the small half of the fingers were exposed. The fingers on the right hand were white and slender, just like a pampered person who did not do any work.

Woman's hands.

However, the fingers on her left hand were a little longer and thicker than those on her right hand. The knuckles were raised and full of strength.

This is not a hand that should be on a woman's body - it is clearly a man's hand!

Lan SiZhui shouted: "Hold her down!"

Several teenagers had already grabbed hold of Mrs. Mo. Lan SiZhui said "offended" and turned his hand to take down a talisman, but Mrs. Mo's left hand twisted at an incredible angle and grabbed his throat.

A living person's arm would have to be twisted like this unless the bones were broken. And she moved very quickly and was about to grab his neck. At this moment, Lan Jingyi yelled "Ah yo" and rushed in front of Lan SiZhui.

, helped him block this grab.

There was a flash of fire, and as soon as the arm grabbed Lan Jingyi's shoulder, green flames appeared on the arm, and he immediately let go of his fingers. Lan SiZhui escaped, and was about to thank Lan Jingyi for sacrificing his life to save him, but

Seeing that half of the latter's school uniform had been burned to ashes, he was extremely embarrassed. While taking off the other half of his uniform, he turned around and cursed angrily: "Why are you kicking me, you crazy man, do you want to kill me?!"

Wei Wuxian hugged his head and ran away: "I didn't kick him!"

It was him who kicked it. The inner side of the Lan family's school uniform was embroidered with densely packed mantras with thin threads of the same color, which had a miraculous effect of protecting the body and saving lives. However, when encountering such a powerful person, it can only be used once and it will be invalid. In desperation,

He could only kick Lan Jingyi and let him use his body to help Lan Si Zhui protect his neck. Lan Jingyi wanted to scold again, but Mrs. Mo fell to the ground, and all the flesh and blood on her face was sucked away until only a layer of skin remained.

There was a skull attached to it. The arm of a man who did not belong to her fell off from her left shoulder. The five fingers were still flexing and extending freely, as if they were moving their muscles. The beating of blood and veins could be clearly seen.

This thing is an evil thing summoned by the Zhaoyin Flag.

Dismemberment is a standard tragic death, slightly more dignified than Wei Wuxian's death, but not too dignified. Unlike the case of being broken into powder, the body parts will be contaminated with the resentment of some of the deceased, and the desire to return to another place.

Around the body, it longs for a dead body, so it will try its best to find other parts of the body. If it finds it, it may be content and restful, or it may cause more trouble. But if it cannot find it, these parts of the body will only

I can settle for the next best thing.

How to settle for the next best thing? Find a living body to make do.

Just like this left hand: eat the left hand of a living person and replace it. After sucking up the essence, flesh and blood of the living person, abandon the body and continue looking for the next parasite container until you find the other parts of its body.

Once this arm is attached to the body, the parasitized person will be killed immediately, but before all the flesh and blood is sucked out, he can still walk normally under its control, as if he is still alive. After it was summoned, the first person it came to found

The container was Mo Ziyuan. The second container was Mo Ziyuan's father. When Mrs. Mo asked her husband to get out, he pushed her back uncharacteristically. Wei Wuxian originally thought it was because he was grieving for the death of his son.

, was also tired of his wife's arrogance. But now that I think about it, that was not what a father who had just lost his son should look like at all. It was not a frustrated dullness, but a dead silence, the silence of the dead.

The third container is Atong. The fourth container is Mrs. Mo. Taking advantage of the chaos when the lights were turned off, the ghost's hand transferred to her body. When Mrs. Mo died, the last scar on Wei Wuxian's wrist was

, also disappeared.

Seeing that the talisman and seal were not working, but the clothes were, the young men of the Lan family all untied their coats and threw them out, covering the left hand, wrapping it up like a thick white cocoon. After a moment, this ball of white clothes

It started burning, and the green flames soared into the sky. Although it worked for a while, after a while, when the school uniform was burned out, the hand would still burst out of the embers. When no one was paying attention, Wei Wuxian went straight to the west courtyard.

The zombies captured by those teenagers were standing silently in the yard. There were as many as ten of them. There were spells on the ground to seal them. Wei Wuxian kicked one of the words, destroying the entire corpse.

Formation, high-fives twice. The zombies were startled, and the whites of their eyes suddenly rolled up, as if they were awakened by a thunder explosion.

Wei Wuxian said, “Get up and get to work!”

He never needed any complicated spells or summons to control the zombie puppets, just the most common and straightforward commands. The zombie standing in front trembled and struggled to move a few steps. However, as soon as he got close to Wei Wuxian,

As if his legs were weak due to fright, he fell to the ground as if he were alive.

Wei Wuxian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He clapped his hands twice more, this time much softer. But these walking corpses were probably born and died in Mojiazhuang. They had not seen much of the world and instinctively wanted to obey the summoner's instructions.

, but was inexplicably afraid of the person who gave the order, lying on the ground whining and not daring to get up.

The more ferocious the evil spirits, the easier Wei Wuxian can control them. These walking zombies have not been trained by him and cannot withstand his direct control. He does not have the materials at hand to immediately make easing props.

He couldn't even improvise. Seeing the green flames rising into the sky in the east courtyard gradually dimming, Wei Wuxian's heart suddenly brightened.

Why come out to look for the deceased who was so full of resentment and cruel and vicious?!
To be continued...