Abase-VIII

If it were another little girl of the same age, she would have screamed on the spot. But A-Qing had pretended to be blind for so many years, and everyone thought she couldn't see her. He often did many things in front of her without warning. He had seen countless ugliness and developed a diamond heart, but he just didn't say a word.

Even so, Wei Wuxian still felt waves of numbness and stiffness coming from her legs and feet.

Xiao Xingchen stood among the corpses of villagers scattered on the ground, sheathed his sword, and said attentively: "There is no one alive in this village? Are they all walking corpses?"

Xue Yang raised his lips and smiled, but the voice coming out of his mouth sounded very surprised and puzzled, and also a little sad, saying: "Not bad. Fortunately, your sword can automatically guide the corpse energy, otherwise it would just be the two of us." It's difficult for an individual to break out of the encirclement."

Xiao Xingchen said: "Let's check the village again. If there are really no living people left, burn these walking corpses as soon as possible."

When they walked away side by side, A-Qing's legs and feet regained strength. She slipped out from behind the house and walked to the pile of corpses. She lowered her head and looked left and right. Wei Wuxian's gaze also drifted along with her.

These villagers were all killed by Xiao Xingchen's clean sword. Suddenly, Wei Wuxian noticed a few familiar faces.

In the past few memories, the three of them went out during the day and met a few idle men sitting at the intersection of a village playing dice. As they passed the intersection, these idle men looked up and saw a big blind man, a little blind man, and a little lame man. They all laughed and pointed fingers. A-Qing spat at them and waved the bamboo pole. Xiao Xingchen acted as if he hadn't heard and walked over with a calm expression. Xue Yang even smiled. But there was no smile in his eyes at all.

A-Qing looked through several corpses in succession. When he opened their eyelids, they all had white pupils. There were also a few people whose faces were covered with corpse spots, and he breathed a sigh of relief. But Wei Wuxian's heart sank deeper and lower.

Although these people look like walking corpses, they are really alive.

It's just a living person infected with corpse poison.

Wei Wuxian also saw residual traces of purple-red powder near the mouths and noses of several corpses. Those whose poisoning is too deep and have become zombies are of course hopeless, but there are also those whose poisoning is shallow and can still be saved. These villagers were recently poisoned. They will have the characteristics of zombies and exude corpse aura, but they can think and speak, and they are still alive. As long as they are treated, they can be saved like Lan Jingyi and the others at that time. This kind of killing must not be carried out accidentally, otherwise it is equivalent to killing a living person.

They could have spoken, identified themselves, and called for help, but the bad thing was that all of them had their tongues cut off in advance. Each corpse had warm or dried blood dripping from its mouth.

Although Xiao Xingchen couldn't see it, Shuanghua would guide the corpse energy for him. In addition, these villagers had no tongues and could only emit weird howls that were very similar to zombies. Therefore, he had no doubt that the corpses he killed were zombies.

Crazy and crazy, killing someone with a borrowed knife. Repaying kindness with hatred, viciousness and insidious harm.

A-Qing didn't understand the mystery. What she knew was very sketchy, and she only heard Xiao Xingchen occasionally mention it. She murmured: "Is this bad guy really helping the Taoist priest?"

Wei Wuxian thought to himself, "You must not just believe in Xue Yang!"

Fortunately, A-Qing's intuition is very sharp. Although she can't find anything wrong with her knowledge, her wariness towards Xue Yang has long been ingrained in her intuition. She instinctively hates this person and cannot rest assured. Therefore, whenever Xue Yang followed Xiao Xingchen out for night hunting, she would follow him quietly. Even when she was in the same room, she never let down her guard.

One night, the winter wind howled, and the three of them huddled around the broken stove in the small room to keep warm. Xiao Xingchen was repairing a vegetable basket with a corner of the broken bamboo strips. A-Qing was wearing the only quilt, wrapping herself into a rice dumpling and rubbing against him. Xue Yang held his chin in his hand, doing nothing. Hearing that A-Qing kept clamoring for Xiao Xingchen to tell him stories to coax him, she impatiently said, "Stop arguing. If you argue again, your tongue will be tied up."

A-Qing didn't listen to him at all and demanded, "Taoist Master, I want to hear a story!"

Xiao Xingchen said: "No one told me stories when I was a child, how can I tell them to you?"

A-Qing kept pestering her and wanted to roll on the ground. Xiao Xingchen said, "Okay, then I'll tell you a story about a mountain."

A-Qing said: "There was a mountain once upon a time, and was there a temple on the mountain?"

Xiao Xingchen said: "No, once upon a time there was an unknown fairy mountain, and there lived an enlightened immortal on the mountain. The immortal accepted many disciples, but the disciples were not allowed to go down the mountain."

Wei Wuxian understood this beginning immediately: "Baoshan Sanren."

A-Qing asked, "Why aren't you allowed to go down the mountain?"

Xiao Xingchen said: "Because the immortal herself didn't understand the world under the mountain, she hid in the mountain. She told her disciples that if you want to go down the mountain, then you don't have to come back. Don't bring the disputes from the outside world back to the mountain."

A-Qing said: "Then how can you hold it in? There must be some disciples who can't help but want to sneak down the mountain to play."

Xiao Xingchen said: "Yes. The first one to come down the mountain was a very outstanding disciple. When he first came down from the mountain, everyone admired and praised him because of his great skills, and he also became a celebrity in the righteous path. But later on , I don't know what happened to him, his temperament changed drastically, and he suddenly turned into a murderous demon. In the end, he was hacked to death with a knife."

The first disciple of Baoshan Sanren who "did not end well" was Taoist Yanling.

It is still a mystery what happened to Wei Wuxian, the uncle, after he came down from the mountain and entered the world, causing his temperament to change drastically. I'm afraid no one will know about it in the future. Xiao Xingchen finished repairing the vegetable basket and touched it. After confirming that it would not prick your hand, he put it down and continued: "The second disciple is a very outstanding female disciple."

Wei Wuxian felt a heat in his chest.

Hidden color Sanren.

A-Qing said: "Is she beautiful?" Xiao Xingchen said: "I don't know, she is said to be very beautiful." A-Qing held her face in her hands and said: "Then I know, after she comes down from the mountain, many people must like her and want to marry her. She, then she must have married a high official, or the head of the family! Hee hee."

Xiao Xingchen smiled and said, "You guessed wrong. She married a servant of the master, and the two of them moved away together."

A-Qing said: "I don't like it. How could an excellent and beautiful fairy fall in love with a servant? This kind of story is too tacky. It was all the result of those poor and shady book traders. Then what? They lived a happy life after flying away. What happened?"

Xiao Xingchen said: "Then they both accidentally lost their lives during a night hunt."

A-Qing begged: "What kind of story is this! Just marry a servant and die together! I won't listen!"

Wei Wuxian thought to himself, "Fortunately Xiao Xingchen didn't continue to tell her that these two had a big demon that everyone wanted to beat, otherwise she might even blame me."

Xiao Xingchen said helplessly: "That's why I told you from the beginning that I can't tell stories."

A-Qing said: "Taoist priest, you always remember your experience of hunting at night before, right? I love hearing that! Tell me, what kind of monsters have you fought before?"

Xue Yang had been squinting just now, half-listening, but now his eyes were slightly focused, his pupils were constricted, and he was squinting at Xiao Xingchen.

Xiao Xingchen said: "That's too much."

Xue Yang suddenly said: "Really? The Taoist priest used to hunt alone at night?"

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, clearly showing ill intentions, but his voice was full of pure curiosity. After a pause, Xiao Xingchen smiled slightly and said, "No."

A-Qing became interested: "Who else is there?"

This time, Xiao Xingchen paused longer. After a long while, he said: "A close friend of mine."

A strange light flashed in Xue Yang's eyes, and the smile at the corner of his mouth deepened. It seems that revealing Stardust's scars will give him a lot of pleasure. But A-Qing was really curious: "Taoist priest, who are your friends? What kind of people are they?"

Xiao Xingchen said calmly: "A sincere gentleman with a noble nature."

Hearing this, Xue Yang rolled his eyes contemptuously, moved his lips slightly, and seemed to curse a few words silently, but deliberately pretended to be confused and said: "Taoist priest, where is your friend now? Are you now?" So, why didn't you see him come to you?"

Wei WuXian thought to himself, "This is really a vicious little knife."

Sure enough, Xiao Xingchen stopped talking. Although A-Qing didn't know what was going on, she seemed to feel something. She held her breath and glanced at Xue Yang quietly. Her teeth were itching slightly, as if she wanted to bite him. After being lost in thought for a while, Xiao Xingchen broke the silence and said: "I don't know where he is at the moment. However, I hope..."

Before he finished speaking, he touched A-Qing's head and said, "Okay, that's it for tonight. I really can't tell stories, it's too difficult."

A-Qing said obediently: "Oh, okay!"

Who would have thought, Xue Yang suddenly said: "Then what do I say?"

A-Qing was disappointed and immediately said: "Okay, okay, please tell me."

Xue Yang said leisurely: "Once upon a time there was a child.

"This child likes to eat sweets very much, but because he has no father, no mother, and no money, he often can't eat them. One day, he was sitting in front of a step in a daze as usual. There was a restaurant opposite the steps, and there was a man sitting there. I saw this little kid at a banquet table inside, so I waved him over."

Although the beginning of this story is not great, at least it is much better than Xiao Xingchen's cliche story. If A-Qing had a pair of rabbit ears, they would definitely stand up right now.

Xue Yang continued: "This child was ignorant and didn't know what to do. When he saw someone waving to him, he immediately ran over. The man pointed to a plate of snacks on the table and said to him: Do you want to eat?

"Of course he wanted to eat it and nodded desperately. So the man gave the child a piece of paper and said: If you want to eat it, send this to a room somewhere, and I will give it to you after sending it.

"The child is very happy. He can get a plate of snacks after running around, and this plate of snacks is earned by himself.

"He was illiterate, so he took the paper and sent it to the designated place. When he opened the door, a burly man came out. He took the paper and took a look at it. He slapped him with a slap on his face and nosebleeds. He grabbed his hair and asked: Who is this? Did you ask me to send you something like this?"

This child must be Xue Yang himself.

Wei Wuxian didn't expect that he was so shrewd now, but when he was a child, he was honest and heartless. He would do whatever others asked him to do, and what was written on the paper was definitely not good. The restaurant man probably had some beef with the burly man. He didn't dare to scold him in person, so he asked a kid on the side of the road to deliver a letter of insult. Such behavior can be called obscene.

Xue Yang said: "He was scared and pointed in the direction. The burly man held his hair and walked back to the restaurant. The man had already run away. The unfinished snacks on the table were also taken away by the waiters. The big man got furious, threw several tables in the store, and left cursing.

"The child was very anxious. He ran around, was beaten, and had his hair pulled all the way, and his scalp was almost pulled out. It was not good if he couldn't eat snacks. So he asked the waiter with tears in his eyes: "My Where are the snacks? Where are the snacks you promised me?"

Xue Yang said with a smile: "The shop was smashed, and the guy was furious. He slapped the kid out of the door, making his ears buzz. He got up and walked for a while. Guess what? What a coincidence. , met the man who asked him to deliver the letter again."

At this point, he will not go on. A-Qing was lost in thought and urged: "What next? How's it going?"

Xue Yang said: "What else can I do? I can't get more slaps and kicks."

A-Qing said: "Is this you? I love sweets, so it must be you! Why were you like this when you were a child! If it were me, I would spit in his food and tea first, and then hit him..." She danced and almost hit Xiao Xingchen who was on the side. Xiao Xingchen said hurriedly: "Okay, okay, I'm done with the story, let's go to bed."

A-Qing was carried into the coffin by him, still beating her chest angrily: "Oh! The stories between you two really pissed me off! One is so boring and the other is so annoying! Oh my god, that one is so annoying. The man who asks someone to deliver the letter is so annoying! It makes me so frustrated!"

Xiao Xingchen tucked her in, took a few steps, and asked, "What happened next?"

Xue Yang said: "What do you think? There is no future, and your story will not continue."

Xiao Xingchen said: "No matter what happened later, since you are still well now, there is no need to dwell too much on the past."

Xue Yang said: "I'm not dwelling on the past. It's just that the little blind man stole my candies every day and ate them all, which made me remember the time when I couldn't eat them."

A-Qing kicked the coffin hard and protested: "Taoist priest, don't listen to his nonsense! I didn't eat much at all!"

Xiao Xingchen smiled softly and said, "Let's all rest."

Xue Yang didn't follow him tonight. Xiao Xingchen went out to hunt at night alone. Aqing also lay peacefully in the coffin, but she couldn't sleep with her eyes open.

When the sky was dimming, Xiao Xingchen quietly entered the door.

As he passed the coffin, he put his hand in. A-Qing closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. She didn't open her eyes until Xiao Xingchen left Yizhuang again. I saw a small candy placed next to the straw pillow.

She stuck her head out and looked into the dormitory. Xue Yang didn't sleep either. He was sitting at the table, wondering what he was thinking.

A candy lies quietly on the edge of the table.

After that night of chatting around the fire, Xiao Xingchen would give each of them a candy to eat every day. A-Qing was naturally delighted, but Xue Yang neither expressed gratitude nor meant to refuse. This attitude made A-Qing dissatisfied for several days.

Xiao Xingchen was responsible for the food and accommodation of the three of them in Yicheng. He is blind and cannot choose vegetables, and he is too embarrassed to bargain with others. When he goes out alone, he encounters kind-hearted vendors. However, many times he encounters people who deliberately bully his blindness. They either lack a lot of money or the dishes are not fresh. . Xiao Xingchen himself didn't care much, or he didn't pay much attention at all, but A-Qing was very angry and wanted to go shopping with Xiao Xingchen and settle the score with those unscrupulous vendors. However, she could see it but couldn't show it, and she didn't dare to roll around in front of Xiao Xingchen. Xue Yang came in handy at this time. He was a gangster with a sharp eye and a vicious mouth. As long as he followed him out, if he wanted to buy something, he would be the first to come up and shamelessly cut the price in half. If the other party agreed, he would go further, and if he didn't, he would look fierce. Seeing this, the hawkers felt that it was a good thing if the person was willing to give money, and they didn't care about how much they gave, so they quickly let him go. Presumably when Xue Yang was traveling around Kuizhou and Lanling in the past, he probably never needed money for anything he wanted. A-Qing let out a bad breath, and when she was happy, she also praised him a few times. Coupled with the delicious candy every day, there was a subtle peace between A-Qing and Xue Yang for a short period of time.

But she couldn't let go of her wariness towards Xue Yang, and this small peace was often quickly suppressed by many doubts and slander.

One day, A-Qing was playing blind again on the street. She has played this game all her life and never gets tired of it. As I was walking around banging the bamboo pole, suddenly, a voice came from behind: "Little girl, if you can't see, don't walk so fast."

This is the voice of a young man, which sounds a little cold. A-Qing turned around and saw a tall Taoist in black standing a few feet behind her. He had a long sword on his back and a whisk in his arm. His clothes were fluttering and he stood upright. He looked a bit arrogant and aloof. gas.

This face is none other than Song Lan.

A-Qing tilted her head. Song Lan had already walked over. Fu Chen put his arm around her shoulders and led her aside, saying, "There are few people on the roadside."

Wei Wuxian thought to himself: "You are indeed Xiao Xingchen's good friend. The so-called good friend must be two people with similar temperaments."

A-Qing smiled and said, "A-Qing, thank you, Taoist Priest!"

Song Lan took back the fly whisk, put it in his arms again, glanced at her, and said, "Don't play crazy. There is a lot of gloom here, so don't linger outside after sunset."

A-Qing said: "Okay!"

Song Lan nodded and continued walking forward. A-Qing couldn't help turning her head to look at him. She saw him walking for a while, stopping a pedestrian and saying, "Please stay. Excuse me, has anyone around here seen a blind Taoist with a sword in his back?"

A-Qing immediately listened attentively. The passerby said: "I'm not sure. Master, why don't you ask someone in front to ask."

Song Lan said: "Thank you very much."

A-Qing knocked on the bamboo pole and walked over, saying, "Taoist Priest, what are you doing with that Taoist Priest?"

Song Lan turned around suddenly: "Have you seen this person?"

A-Qing said: "I seem to have seen it, but I also seem to have never seen it before."

Song Lan said: "How can I see it?"

A-Qing said: "Answer me a few questions, maybe I've met him before. Are you a friend of that Taoist priest?"

Song Lan was stunned for a while, then said: "...Yes."

Wei Wuxian thought to himself: "Why did he hesitate?"

A-Qing also felt that his answer was forced, and she became suspicious, and asked, "Do you really know him? How tall is that Taoist priest? Is he beautiful or ugly? What does the sword look like?"

Song Lan immediately said: "He is similar in stature to me, has a very good appearance, and his sword is engraved with frost flowers."

Seeing that his answers were accurate and he didn't look like a bad person, A-Qing said, "I know where he is. Taoist Master, please come with me!"

Song Lan must have been searching for her friends for many years and had been disappointed countless times. Now she finally got the news. She couldn't believe it for a moment and managed to maintain her composure: "...Yes...I'm sorry..."

A-Qing led him near Yizhuang, but Song Lan stayed far away. A-Qing said: "What's wrong? Why don't you go over?"

For some reason, Song Lan looked extremely pale and stared at the door of the Yizhuang, as if she wanted to rush in, but she didn't dare. The aloof and cold look she had just now was long gone. Wei WuXian thought to himself, "Is it because I'm timid when I'm close to my hometown?"

Finally, he was about to go in, but unexpectedly, a leisurely figure walked into the gate of Yizhuang one step ahead of him.

As soon as he saw that figure clearly, Song Lan's face turned from pale to livid in an instant!

There was a burst of laughter in Yizhuang, and A-Qing hummed: "The annoying ghost is back."

Song Lan said: "Who is he? Why is he here?"

A-Qing groaned and said: "A bad guy. I won't tell you his name. Who knows who he is? He was rescued by the Taoist Priest. He pesters the Taoist Priest all day long. I hate him so much!"

Song Lan's face was filled with shock and anger, blue and white mixed together. After a moment, he said: "Stop talking!"

A-Qing was frightened by his expression, and she remained silent. The two of them walked silently outside Yizhuang, one stood by the window and the other crouched under the window. In Yizhuang, Xiao Xingchen said: "Whose turn is it today?"

The moment she heard this voice, Song Lan's hands trembled so much that even A-Qing could see clearly.

Xue Yang said: "What if we don't take turns in the future? Let's try another approach."

Xiao Xingchen said: "When it's your turn, you have something to say. What's the alternative?"

Xue Yang said: "Here, there are two small branches here. If you pull out the long one, leave it alone. If you pull out the short one, just go. How about it?"

After a moment of silence, Xue Yang laughed and said: "Your shortcomings, I win, you go!"

Xiao Xingchen said helplessly: "Okay, I'll go."

He seemed to stand up and walk towards the door. Wei Wuxian thought to himself, "Very good, come out quickly. It's best if Song Lan grabs him and runs away as soon as he comes out!"

Unexpectedly, after walking a few steps, Xue Yang said: "Come back. I'll go."

Xiao Xingchen asked: "Why are you willing to go again?"

Xue Yang also stood up and said: "Are you stupid? I just lied to you. The one I drew was the short one, but I also hid the other longest twig. No matter where you drew it, Even with one, I can take out a longer one. I'm just bullying you so you can't see it."

After teasing Xiao Xingchen a few words, he leisurely carried a basket and walked out. A-Qing raised her head and looked at Song Lan, who was trembling all over, wondering why he was so angry. Song Lan signaled her to be silent, and the two of them walked away quietly, and then he began to ask A-Qing: "This person, Xing... when did the Taoist priest save him?"

His tone was solemn. A-Qing understood that it was a serious matter, and her answer became serious: "It's been a long time, almost a few years."

Song Lan said: "That Taoist Priest has never known who this person is?"

A-Qing said: "I don't know."

Song Lan asked: "What did this person do next to that Taoist priest?"

A-Qing said: "Trying to talk, bullying me and scaring me. And...oh, and hunting at night with the Taoist Priest!"

Song Lan frowned, feeling that Xue Yang would not be so kind: "Night hunting? What is night hunting? Do you know?"

A-Qing didn't dare to be careless, so she thought for a moment and said, "There was a time when I used to hunt zombies a lot, but now I only hunt ghosts, animals causing mischief, and so on."

Song Lan questioned her carefully and seemed to feel that something was wrong, but she couldn't find any clues. He asked: "Does the Taoist priest have a good relationship with him?"

Although she was reluctant to admit it, A-Qing still confessed: "I feel that the Taoist priest is not very happy alone... It's not easy to have a companion... So, it seems that he likes to hear the bad guy say wisecracks..."

Song Lan's face was clouded with anger and intolerance. In the chaos, there is only one message, clear:

Xiao Xingchen must not be allowed to know about this!

He said: "Don't tell that Taoist priest anything unnecessary."

After saying that, he chased Xue Yang in the direction he left with a stern face. A-Qing said: "Taoist Master, are you going to fight that bad guy?"

Song Lan has chased him far away. Wei WuXian thought to himself, "Not only does he want to beat him, he also wants to chop Xue Yang alive!"

Xue Yang went out with a vegetable basket. A-Qing knew which way he would take to buy vegetables, so he took a shortcut through a forest and ran as fast as the wind, his chest pounding wildly. After chasing for a while, I finally saw Xue Yang's figure ahead. He was holding a basket in one hand, which was filled with vegetables, radishes, steamed buns, etc. He was walking lazily and yawning. It seemed that he had returned from shopping for groceries.

A-Qing was used to hiding and eavesdropping, lurking in the bushes next to the forest and following him around. Suddenly, Song Lan's cold voice came from the front: "Xue Yang."

Like someone pouring cold water on his face, or being woken up by a slap in the face, Xue Yang's face instantly became extremely ugly.

Song Lan turned out from behind a tree, with the long sword drawn out and held in his hand, the tip of the sword pointed diagonally at the ground.

Xue Yang pretended to be surprised: "Oh, isn't this Taoist Song? A rare visitor. Come to have a meal?"

Song Lanting stabbed him with his sword, and Xue Yang shook out the disaster relief from his sleeve. He blocked the blow, took a few steps back, placed the vegetable basket next to a tree, and said: "Stinky Taoist, I came out to buy vegetables on a whim, what the hell are you doing?" Just come and ruin the scenery!"

Song Lan, filled with rage, shouted in a low voice, "What on earth are you trying to do! What are you trying to do by staying close to Xiao Xingchen for so long?"

Xue Yang smiled and said: "I asked why Taoist Song still had a hand. That's what I wanted to ask."

Song Lan shouted angrily: "Say! How could a scum like you be so kind as to help him hunt at night?!"

The sword energy passed by and a cut was made on Xue Yang's face. He was not surprised and said: "Daoist Master Song actually knows me so well!"

One of these two people is the authentic way of Taoism, and the other is the wild way trained by killing people and setting fires. Song Lan's swordsmanship is obviously better than Xue Yang's, and he pierced Xue Yang's arm with one sword: "Say!"

If it weren't for the fact that this matter was really unsettling and I had to ask for details, I'm afraid his sword would have stabbed his neck instead of his arm. Xue Yang was struck by the sword and said without changing his expression: "Do you really want to listen? I'm afraid you'll go crazy. It's best not to know some things."

Song Lan said coldly: "Xue Yang, my patience with you is limited!"

With a "dang" sound, Xue Yang blocked the sword thrust towards his eyes and said, "Okay, this is what you have to hear. Do you know what your good Taoist friend and close friend did?" Really? He killed a lot of zombies. He killed demons without asking for anything in return. It was so touching. Although he gouged out his eyes for you and became blind, fortunately Shuanghua would automatically guide the corpse energy for him. Even better What's more, I discovered that as long as the tongues of those infected with the corpse poison were cut off so that they could not speak, Shuanghua would not be able to tell the difference between living corpses and dead corpses, so..."

He explained in such detail that Song Lan was trembling from his hands to his sword: "You beast... you are worse than a beast..."

Xue Yang said: "Director Song, sometimes I feel that educated people like you are at a disadvantage when you scold others, because it is just those few words over and over again, with no new ideas and no lethality. I have not used these two words since I was seven years old. It's a curse word."

Song Lan was furious and stabbed his throat with another sword: "You deceived him into blindness and made him suffer!"

The sword was fast and fierce. Xue Yang could barely avoid it, but was still pierced through the shoulder blade. As if he didn't feel anything, he didn't even frown and said, "Is he blind? Taoist Master Song, don't forget, who is he blind because he dug out his eyes?"

Hearing this, Song Lan's expression and movements froze.

Xue Yang said again: "What position do you use to condemn me? Friend? Are you embarrassed to say that you are Xiao Xingchen's friend? Hahahaha, Taoist Song, do you need me to remind you that after I slaughtered Bai Xueguan, you What did you say to Xiao Xingchen? He was worried about you and wanted to help you. How did you look at him at that time? What did you say?"

Song Lan was in a state of confusion and said, "Me! I was..."

Xue Yang directly blocked him back: "Were you feeling sad and angry at that time? In pain? Sad? Worried that you had nowhere to vent your anger? So you were angry at him? To be fair, it was indeed because of him that I slaughtered you. You were angry at me. It's understandable for him, and it plays into my heart."

Every sentence hits the mark!

Xue Yang pressed harder with his hands and words. He became more and more calm and cunning with his sword. He had the upper hand, but Song Lan was completely unaware of it. Xue Yang said: "Alas! Who is it that said 'never see you again'? Isn't it you yourself, Taoist Song? He obeyed your request, dug out his eyes and then disappeared from you. Why are you running here now?" ? Aren't you making things difficult? Priest Xiao Xingchen, don't you think so?"

Hearing this, Song Lan was startled, and his sword power froze!

Even if he could be fooled by such low-level deception, it can only be said that his mind and pace were completely disrupted by Xue Yang at this time. How could Xue Yang miss such a perfect opportunity? With a wave of his hand, corpse poison powder was scattered all over the sky.

No one had ever seen this kind of carefully refined corpse poison powder before, including Song Lan, who took several mouthfuls of it and immediately knew it was bad and coughed repeatedly. And Xue Yang had been waiting for a long time to bring disaster, the tip of the sword flashed with cold light, and it suddenly entered his mouth!

In an instant, Wei Wuxian's eyes were filled with darkness. It was A-Qing who was so scared that she closed her eyes.

​But he already knew. Song Lan's tongue was cut off by Disaster at this time.

The sound was terrible.

A-Qing's eyes were filled with tears, but she gritted her teeth without making a sound, and opened her eyes tremblingly. Song Lan barely supported her body with her sword, and covered her mouth with her other hand, blood pouring out from between her fingers.

Suddenly, Xue Yang plotted against him and his tongue was cut off. Song Lan was in so much pain that he could hardly walk. However, he still pulled out the sword from the ground and staggered towards Xue Yang. Xue Yang dodged easily, with a sly smile on his face.

The next moment, Wei Wuxian knew why he was smiling like this.

The silver light of Shuanghua pierced through Song Lan's chest and came out from his back.

Song Lan lowered his head and looked at the Shuanghua sword edge that had passed through his heart. Then he slowly raised his head and saw Xiao Xingchen holding a long sword with a peaceful expression.

Xiao Xingchen was completely unaware and said, "Are you there?"

Song Lan moved her lips silently.

Xue Yang smiled and said, "I'm here. Why are you here?"

Xiao Xingchen took out Shuang Hua, sheathed his sword, and said, "There's something strange about Shuang Hua. I'll take a look at it." He said curiously, "It's been a long time since I've seen a walking corpse in this area, and he's still alone. One came from somewhere else?"

Song Lan slowly knelt in front of Xiao Xingchen.

Xue Yang looked down at him and said, "Yes. He screamed so fiercely."

At this time, as long as Song Lan hands his sword to Xiao Xingchen's hand, Xiao Xingchen will know who he is. He knows the sword of a close friend as soon as he touches it.

However, Song Lan can no longer do this. Hand the sword to Xiao Xingchen and tell him who he killed with his own hands?

Xue Yang was sure of this, so he was confident. He said: "Let's go back and cook. I'm hungry."

Xiao Xingchen said, "Have you bought the groceries?"

Xue Yang said: "I've bought it. It's really unlucky to encounter such a thing on the way back."

Xiao Xingchen took the first step, and Xue Yang casually patted the wounds on his shoulders and arms, then picked up the basket again. When he passed by Song Lan, he smiled slightly, lowered his head and said to him, "It's none of your business."

After Xue Yang had walked a long way, probably back to Yizhuang with Xiao Xingchen, A-Qing stood up from behind the bushes.

She squatted for so long that her legs were numb. She limped with a bamboo stick and walked gingerly to Song Lan's kneeling body, which was already stiff.

Song Lan refused to close his eyes. A-Qing was startled by his wide-open eyes, and then saw the blood pouring out of his mouth, flowing down his chin and covering the clothes and the ground, and tears fell from his eyes.

A-Qing stretched out her hand in fear, helped Song Lan close her eyes, knelt in front of him, clasped her hands together and said: "Taoist Priest, please don't blame me or that Taoist Priest. I will die even if I come out. I can hide, but I can't save you. That Taoist priest was deceived by that bad guy. He didn't mean it. He didn't know it was you who was killing him!"

She sobbed and said: "I'm going back. Your spirit in heaven must protect me and rescue Taoist Xiao Xingchen. Protect us from escaping from the clutches of the devil, so that the living monster Xue Yang will not die well and be broken into pieces." His corpse is in thousands of pieces, and he will never be reincarnated for eternity!"

After saying a few bows, kowtowed three times, wiped his face vigorously a few times, stood up, gave himself some encouragement, and walked towards Yicheng.

When she returned to Yizhuang, it was getting late. Xue Yang was sitting at the table peeling apples. He peeled the apples into rabbit shapes and seemed to be in a good mood. Anyone who sees him will think that he is a naughty young man, and will never imagine what he just did. Xiao Xingchen brought out a plate of vegetables and said, "A-Qing, where did you go to play today? You came back so late."

Xue Yang glanced at her, and suddenly his eyes flashed, and he said, "What's going on? Her eyes are swollen."

Xiao Xingchen hurriedly came over and said, "What's wrong? Who bullied you?"

Xue Yang said: "Bullying her? Who can bully her?"

Although he was smiling broadly, he was obviously suspicious. Suddenly, A-Qing dropped the bamboo pole and burst into tears.

She cried until she had runny nose and tears. She was out of breath. She threw herself into Xiao Xingchen's arms and said, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, am I ugly? Am I ugly? Taoist priest, tell me, I'm really ugly" Is it ugly?"

Xiao Xingchen touched her head and said, "A-Qing is so beautiful. Who said you are ugly?"

Xue Yang said with disgust: "It's so ugly, and it gets even uglier when you cry."

Xiao Xingchen scolded him: "Don't do this."

A-Qing cried harder and stamped her feet: "Taoist Master, you can't see it! What's the use of saying I'm beautiful? You must be lying to me! He can see it, he said I'm ugly, it seems I'm really ugly ! Ugly and blind!"

When she made such a fuss, both of them naturally thought that she was called "ugly", "blind person" and other bad words by some unknown children outside today, and they felt aggrieved. Xue Yang said disdainfully: "You come back and cry when you say you are ugly? Where did your usual energy go?"

A-Qing said, "You're the one who's fooling around! Taoist priest, do you still have money?"

After a pause, Xiao Xingchen said in a slightly embarrassed tone: "Well... there seems to be more."

Xue Yang interrupted: "I have it, I'll lend it to you."

A-Qing spat: "You have been living and eating with us for so long, and you still need to borrow some money to spend! Hanging ghost! How shameless! Taoist priest, I want to go shopping for beautiful clothes and beautiful jewelry, can you accompany me? ?"

Wei Wuxian thought to himself: "So I wanted to lure Xiao Xingchen out. But if Xue Yang wants to follow, what should we do?"

Xiao Xingchen said: "Yes, yes, but I can't help you decide whether it's suitable or not."

Xue Yang interrupted again: "I'll look at it for her."

A-Qing jumped up and almost hit Xiao Xingchen's chin: "I don't care, I don't care! I want you to accompany me, I don't want him to follow me, he will only call me ugly! Call me little blind man!"

She has been making trouble unreasonably from time to time. It's not a day or two anymore, and both of them are used to it. Xue Yang made a funny face at her, and Xiao Xingchen said, "Okay, how about tomorrow."

A-Qing said: "I want tonight!"

Xue Yang said: "If you go out tonight, the market is closed. Where can you buy it?"

A-Qing had no choice but to say: "Okay! Then tomorrow! It's agreed!"

If the plan failed, Xue Yang would definitely become suspicious again if he kept clamoring to go out, so A-Qing had no choice but to give up and sit at the table to eat. Although she acted exactly as usual and very naturally in the previous section, her lower abdomen was always tight and extremely nervous. Until now, the hand holding the bowl was still shaking. Xue Yang was sitting on her left side, glancing at her sideways, and A-Qing's calves became tense again. She was too scared to eat, so she pretended to be so angry that she had no appetite. She took one bite and spit it out, poked the bowl hard, and murmured: "Damn bitch, stinky girl, I don't think you're going anywhere. Bitch." !"

The other two people heard her constantly scolding the non-existent "stinky girl". Xue Yang rolled his eyes, while Xiao Xingchen said: "Don't waste food."

Xue Yang then moved his eyes away from A-Qing and towards Xiao Xingchen's face opposite. Wei Wuxian thought to himself, "It's not unreasonable for the little gangster to imitate Xiao Xingchen so closely. After all, we sit opposite each other every day, so we have plenty of opportunities to figure it out carefully."

Xiao Xingchen was completely unaware of the two glances cast on his face. After all, he was the only blind person in this room.

After eating, Xiao Xingchen packed up the dishes and went in. A-Qing was also restless and wanted to sneak in, but Xue Yang suddenly called her: "A-Qing."

A-Qing's heart skipped a beat, and even Wei Wuxian felt her scalp explode.

She said: "Why did you suddenly call my name!"

Xue Yang said: "Didn't you say that you don't like me calling you little blind man?"

A-Qing snorted: "To be courteous for nothing is to be either an adulterer or a thief! What on earth do you want to do?"

Xue Yang smiled and said, "Nothing, I just want to teach you what to do next time you are scolded."

A-Qing said, "Oh, tell me, what should I do?"

Xue Yang said: "Whoever calls you ugly, you make her even uglier, and make 17 or 18 cuts on her face so that she never dares to go out to meet people for the rest of her life; whoever calls you blind, you sharpen one end of your bamboo pole , poke her in each eye and make her blind. Do you think she still dares to be mean?"

A-Qing's hair stood on end, and she pretended to think he was scaring her, saying, "You're scaring me again!"

Xue Yang snorted: "Just think of it as a bluff." After saying that, he pushed the plate with rabbit apples in front of her: "Eat it."

Looking at the plate of cute little rabbit apples with jade snow and red skin and golden flesh, a chill spread into the hearts of A-Qing and Wei Wuxian.

The next day, A-Qing clamored early in the morning to ask Xiao Xingchen to take her out to buy beautiful clothes and rouge and gouache. Xue Yang said dissatisfied: "If you leave, then I will buy the food today?"

A-Qing said: "What if you just buy it? How many times have the Taoist priests bought it! You are the only one who plays tricks every day to bully the Taoist priest!"

Xue Yang said: "Yes, yes. I'll buy it. I'll go now."

After he went out, Xiao Xingchen said: "A-Qing, are you not ready yet? Can you leave?"

A-Qing was sure that Xue Yang had gone far, then she came in, closed the door, and asked in a trembling voice: "Taoist Master, do you recognize a person named Xue Yang?"