MTL - The Founder of Diabolism-Chapter 68 Silk painting fifteenth

During the period, he also seriously considered it. If you go up the mountain, is it right? If you happen to meet the major families and come to the siege, what is it that he will take people away? What should I do?

The conclusion is that come and not come, save and not save, he is not present at the scene, can be fixed, no difference. It must be said that the difference is only the difference between "fearing sin and escaping" and "being caught on the spot." How to say that people are caught on his hill, this crime can not escape anyway.

Go ahead and save the person who was arrested. Maybe you can save some image and grab a few foggy people to slowly torture.

It’s always a matter of doing it.

Walking through the streets of Yiling Town, Wei Wuzhen only felt full of ear sounds, refreshing and intimate, obviously not buying things, but could not help but use local words and street vendors to talk. When I was satisfied, I turned around and said: "With the light, you remember this town."

Blue forget the machine shallow dagger, said: "Remember."

Wei Wuxi smiled and said: "I know that your memory is definitely better than me. Just in this town, we have met once. I just happened to run into Yiling Night Hunting. I said that I would like to invite you to eat. This also remembers no. ?"

Blue forgets the machine: "Remember."

Wei Wuwei said: "But it is very embarrassing, and finally you pay the bill, haha!"

Only smiled twice, he took it.

Not because of anything else, just because he still remembered, at the time, he really took a child. If you live to this day, you are in your teens.

Not much to stay, they quickly passed through the town.

The mass graves are located deep in the mountains of Yiling.

It seems to be deeply infiltrated by resentment. The woods on this hill, the branches and leaves are dark. From the foot of the mountain, a high wall was built, and the wall was engraved with a dense mantra to prevent people from entering or leaving.

This curse wall encircled the entire mass grave was first built by the third generation of the family of Wenshan. Because it could not purify the terrain, such as the grievances of the mountains, it had to retreat and choose the method of containment. This wall was once overthrown by Wei Wuzhen. Now this road is a new wall reconstructed and strengthened by Lanling Jinshi.

However, when they arrived, they found a long section of the high wall and were pushed down again.

Wei Wuzhen left the flower raft under the mountain. The three men walked over the wreckage of the stone wall and walked up the mountain road. After a short time, I saw a headless stone beast.

This stone beast sinks over a thousand pounds and guards the mountain road for many years. It is covered with vine leaves and covered with moss marks. The head of the beast was slammed down with a heavy axe, thrown not far away, and the demonstration was a smash. The face is brand new, revealing the white stone gall. After another paragraph, the other encounter was also turned into two halves from head to toe.

Wei Wuzhen guessed that these must be the Zhenshan stone beasts that were pressed by the public on the acupoints of the burial and feng shui after he died. This kind of stone beast has the ability to exorcise evil spirits, the process requirements are extremely high, and the cost is very expensive. Nowadays, I am afraid that all of them have been destroyed, and they are really violent.

Wei Wuzhen and Blue forgot to walk two steps side by side, inadvertently looking back, see Wenning standing next to this stone beast, bowed and did not move, said: "Wen Ning? What are you looking at?"

Wenning pointed to the base of the stone beast.

The stone beast was pressed against a thick stump. Next to the stump, there are three smaller, shorter stumps that appear to have been burnt and are burnt.

Wei Wuzhen did not know the sigh, or should be silent.

He did not intend to revisit the place.

In the life of Wei Wuzhen, the two most prosperous years are spent in this place. He knew that when he returned to the mass grave, he would definitely see it and avoid it. Knowing that it can't be relieved, it doesn't help, but I can't help but search around these trees.

Wenning found those relics faster than him. He walked over and knees on the knees. The five fingers were deeply inserted into the land, grabbed a handful of soil and held it in the palm of his hand.

He whispered: "...sister."

A cold wind swept through, the trees creaked, as if thousands of small voices were whispering.

Blue forgets the machine: "Going up the mountain?"

Wei Wuwei said: "First explore the real thing."

He squatted on one knee and leaned down, gently whispering something to the land beneath him. Suddenly, a soil surface arched slightly.

It was like a pale flower from a black soil, and a squatting arm slowly broke out.

The little half of the arm was swaying weakly, and Wei Wuyi stretched out his hand and held it. The body was pressed lower, and the long hair slipped from the shoulder, covering his half face.

He put his lips on the side of the hand, whispered softly, and then silenced, as if listening to something, half awkward, slightly dagger, the hand was shrunk into a flower bud, and then re-drilled back to the ground.

Wei Wuzhen stood up and went down to the earth, revealing a strange color. He said: "In the past few days, more than 100 people have been arrested, and they are still alive at the top of the hill. However, everyone who catches people is alive. It has already gone down the hill."

It’s weird to catch people up and down the mountain.

Blue forgets the machine: "It's good to be alive."

Wei Wuwei said: "Yes, just be alive."

Going up again, ushered in some run-down houses.

Most of these houses are small, simple in structure, and even simple. At first glance, they are known to be built by people who are laymen. Some have been burned to leave only one shelf, and some of the house collapsed to one side, the best preserved, and half of it was smashed. After more than ten years of wind and rain, no one looked after, all like a raging, lingering ghost, silently overlooking the mountains down.

Since the mountains, Wenning’s footsteps have been particularly heavy. At this time, standing in front of a house, he has been unable to move.

Because this is a house built by Wenning himself.

The house was still intact before he left. Although simple, it is a perfect shelter for the wind and rain, living with people he knows and cherishes.

"Things are human beings," and there are things that are good, but this situation can be seen without even thinking about things.

Wei Wuwei said: "Don't watch."

Wenning said: "... I have already thought of it. Just want to see, there is nothing left..."

The voice did not fall, and the broken room suddenly staggered and stood up in a human form.

The human figure walked out of the house, and the rotten half of the face was exposed to the thin daylight. Wei Wuzhen took a handful of palms. This corpse was unaware of the difference. Wei Wuzhen took a two-step graceful retreat. He said: "It was controlled by the Yinhu."

Has surrendered to his body, not subject to the control of the tiger. Similarly, the corpse that has been manipulated by the genie will no longer obey his orders. The rules are: first come first served.

Wenning stepped forward and snarled and twisted his head. Later, from all directions, there was a burst of low-pitched sounds. In the black woods, four or fifty corpses were slowly removed.

These corpses are different for men and women, most of them are very fresh, wearing shrouds, and most of them are the bodies that have been lost recently. Blue forgot to pull out the Guqin, and the hand was swayed. The sound of the piano was scattered like a scorpion, and the corpses who had just surrounded them were smashed into a circle. Wen Ning raised an extraordinarily tall male body and threw it a few feet away. He stuck in the branches of a tree and struggled. Wei Wuwei said: "Don't entangle with them, go up the mountain!"

When the three men retired from the corpse, they did not know how many corpses that Jin Guangyao had madly called in the past few days. After a wave of waves, the more they climbed up, the closer they were to the top, the denser they were. The more it is. In the sky above the towering black forest, the piano rushed and the crows flew. After two hours, they finally got a break, confirming that there was no new wave of loss around, and Wei Wuzhen was sitting on a damaged mountain beast and sighed.

Blue forgot to pick up the piano, took a long sword from the sleeve and handed it to him.

Wei Wuzhen’s first look at the side is just casual. The original blue forgetting machine has been collecting it in the sleeves of Qiankun.

He looked down and looked casually, smiled and picked it up and said, "Thank you."

He pulled the sword out of his sheath and stared at the white blade. He decisively inserted it back and put it on his waist. He still didn't use it.

Upon seeing it, Wen Ning turned his head. Blue forgets the machine and stares at him. Wei Wuzhen explained: "Too many years without a sword, I am not used to it."

Sitting on the knee for a while, Wei Wuzhen stood up, and the three went up a few steps, finally saw a hall that would not fall and would not fall.

The mass grave is an ancient battlefield.

According to legend, this mountain is not called a funeral post, but a famous fairy mountain. There was once a famous Xiuxian school here. The heads of the past dynasties have the ability to call for the wind and rain, and they are also the positions of the national division. There was frequent fighting between the Zongmen, and the rule of the leader was **** and brutal. After that, the small country also violated the country and committed crimes. After the country was destroyed, after decades of killing, the mountain finally became a human hell, and the original name was also Destroyed in the dust, only the words "chaotic funeral" are left, which is remembered by the world.

The stalwart gates of the dynasty are only the ruins of a voodle that was built by the original national teacher and supported for thousands of years. Although this volcanic temple has experienced hundreds of years of rain and wind blowing, most of it has become a wreckage, and the glory of the year when it was at its peak can still be seen. The dome is towering, the golden pillars are towering, and it is magnificent. However, it is awkward.

People say that the mass grave is a corpse mountain. It is everywhere in the mountains. If you just find a place to dig a shovel, you can dig a dead person. This is true. For this reason, there are often corpse corpses in the mountains. The corpse armor is the demonized pangolin after the demon smear, with the corpse and resentment as the corpse, dig the body in the soil, resulting in a lot of holes in the burial post, and the voodoo is almost dug under the side. The soil is loose and the foundation is unstable. One side has already fallen into the ground.

They originally thought that the more they went up, the more they lay their hands, and they expected to be near the top of the hill, but there was no more intrusion. The more it is, the more unreliable it is. Wei Wuzhen couldn't help but be vigilant: "It's too easy to just kill it all the way."

The three were general minds, sneaked cautiously, approached the temple, did not immediately rush into the temple, but first peeked into the situation inside the temple.

This wrath hall is very broad and accommodates thousands of people. More than a hundred people, their hands and feet are tied tightly and tied in the center of the hall.

These more than one hundred people are actually either high-quality students or straight-line children. Wei Wuxuan said: "These brothers and sisters of these families have been arrested. This second round of encirclement is imperative. Just..."

Just don't know, this time, Jiang Cheng will not be the leader again.

Suddenly, a teenager sitting on the ground said: "I want to say, you should not only slap him a sword at the time, why don't you directly wipe his neck?"

His voice is very small, but the Voldemort Temple is very empty. When you open your mouth, you will return to the sound, because you don't have to eavesdrop, you can also clear it. I heard the sound, Wei Wuzhen only noticed that the boy who looked cold around the child was Jin Ling!

Jin Ling didn't look at him and looked down.

A teenager slammed: "They have been away for two days... What do you want? To kill you... give you a good time."

The first child who spoke first said: "What else can you think? Certainly, I want to do it for Wen’s in the signing of the Japanese, and then we will make it into his body, and then use us. Deal with our family, let them not get their hands, let the enemy kill each other." He gritted: "Demon! Really mean! No humanity..."

Jin Ling suddenly said coldly: "You shut me up!"

The child stunned: "You let me shut up? What do you mean?"

Jin Lingdao: "What do you mean? You are still stupid, can't understand people? Shut up, just let you not be noisy!"

After being tied for two days, the child was already violent and angry: "Why do you shut me up?!"

Another calm young voice said: "We are now tied here, so many outsiders don't know when they will rush in. At this time you have to quarrel?"

Lan Si chasing was also arrested.

The teenager who was called to shut up said: "It is his first madness! How can you swear by yourself, you can't let others swear?! Jin Ling, hey, who do you think you are? You think that the scent is the lord, Are you in the future? I will not shut up, I see you..."

Jin Ling suddenly the whole person rushed up, his head hit him on the back of his head, the child yelled and shouted: "To fight, to accompany you! Laozi is in the fire. You have a mother who is born without a mother! ”

After listening to this sentence, Jin Ling is even more furious. He is **** with inconvenient hands. He uses his elbows and knees together, and he even screams at the other side. But he is a person, but the boy is always in front of him. When friends see him, he immediately screams: "I will help you!" Lan Si chased and sat nearby, and they could not help but get involved in the torrent of the crowd. At the beginning, they could barely advise that they were "cool and calm." After a few elbows, he frowned and frowned. More and more black, shouting, simply joined the melee.

Wei Wuzhen and the Blue Forgetting Machine could not stand any more. Looking at each other, it was determined that there should be no traps inside and outside the Temple of Demon. Wei Wuzhen took the lead to jump on the steps in front of the Devil Hall and shouted: "All are scattered, spread out!" ”

His embarrassment, squeaking in the Temple of the Devil, almost deafening. The wrestling teenagers looked up and Lan Si chased the familiar figure beside him. He said: "Huangjun!"

Someone was scared by the side: "What do you like? They... they are a group!"

Wei Wuzhen stepped into the Devil's Hall, and he would pull out | She will be thrown away, and a figure will flash and catch the sword. It is Wenning.

This group of children is another sneaky ghost: "Ghosts and Ghosts!"

Wenning raised himself and casually, and set aside Jinling's sword. Jin Ling gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. He knew that the whole body was loose, and the bundled Xiansuo had been cut off by the casual edge.

Wenning walked in the temple and cut off the bundles. The family that was loosened by him was not able to escape, and he did not stay. There were Yiling ancestors and traitors in the Yiling dynasty. There were countless corpses waiting to be eaten, and they had to retire in the corner of the main hall. Don't turn to stare at Wenning, who walks with no expression.

Lan Si chased the other end, but the face was full of light, said: "Mo ... Wei seniors. You are here to save us? Isn't you sending someone to take us?"

Although it is a question, but his face is full of trust and joy, Wei Wuzhen’s heart is warm, kneeling down and licking his head, and messing up his hair, which is still a few days old, and said: "I? How poor I am, you don't know, where is the money to hire people."

Lan Si chased and nodded and said: "Well. I knew so! I know that my predecessors are really poor!"

Wei Wuzhen: "...hey. How many people are there? Is there an ambush near here?"

Lan Si chased: "There are many people on the other side! The face is covered with black fog and can't see the face. We paid our sword. After we threw it here, we left. It has been almost two days. It seems that we are going to let us It’s the same as self-destruction. However, there are a lot of corpses outside! From time to time, I can hear them calling, but I haven’t entered the temple for the time being.”

Dust off the shackles, cut off the bundle of his sacred ropes.

Blue forgot to take the sword back to the sheath and said: "Do well."

It means that he can remain calm, not in chaos, trust them, and do well. Lan Si chased quickly and got up, and stood in front of the blue forgetting machine. He had no time to smile. Wei Wuzhen said: "Yes, it’s good to do it, and it’s going to fight."

Lan Si chased his face and blushes, saying: "That, that is... it’s only impulsive..."

Suddenly, Wei Wuzhen heard the sound of footsteps. He looked back and saw Jin Ling standing behind them stiffly.

Blue forgets the machine and immediately stops in front of Wei Wuzhen. Lan Si chasing and standing in front of the blue forgetting machine, cautiously said: "Jin Gongzi."

Wei Wuzhen walked out from behind them and said, "What are you doing? One of the pyramids."

Jin Ling’s face was very weird. The fist was loose and tight, tight and loose. He seemed to want to say something, but he couldn’t open his mouth. He just stared at Wei’s abdomen, and he was beaten by a sword. local.

Just as the two sides were deadlocked, suddenly, a figure was thrown into the temple!

Wei Wuzhen stepped back two steps and was forgotten by the blue forgetting machine. He fixed his eyes and said: "Wen Ning?"

Wen Ning turned and jumped up, silently picking up the bones of his arm and violently picking it back. Wei Wuzhen and Lan Forgot the machine and turned around.

I saw Jiang Cheng hanging his hand and standing in front of the Devil's Temple. Purple electricity was flowing under his hand. Fang Cai, Wen Ning was drawn into the temple by his whip.

No wonder Wenning has no intention of counterattacking.

Jiang Cheng is cold and cold: "Jin Ling, come over."

Jin Ling lost his voice: "...hey!"

Among the black forests, slowly walk out of the monks dressed in various costumes. The more and more, the large piece of black pressure, densely packed, surrounded by the Volcano Temple. Roughly, there are actually one or two thousand people.

These monks, including Jiang Cheng, are all tired and look at the blood. The more than one hundred family members who had been **** rushed out of the Temple of the Devil, and cried in the mouth: "Hey!" "Auntie!" "Brother!" entered the crowd.

Jiang Cheng Li said: "Jin Ling, what are you grinding, but still come? Want to die!"

Jin Ling looked left and right, still hesitating and did not make up his mind. Wei Wuzhen had no time to pay attention to him. His eyes swept through the crowd and found two extremely uncomfortable places.

Before Lan Qiren stood in front of the crowd, he looked a lot older, and there was a white flower on the side.

He looked at the blue forgetting machine and said: "Forget the machine."

Blue forgets the whisper: "Uncle."

Still did not stand back to him.

Lan Qiren can no longer understand, this is the firm answer that Blue forgets the machine. He looked disappointed and shook his head, and did not open his mouth to try to persuade.

A fairy in white fluttered out, with tears in his eyes, said: "What is wrong with you?" You...you are no longer you, obviously you were with him, water and fire It is not allowed. What is the method used by Yiling ancestors to confuse you and let you stand on our opposite side?"

Blue forgot to ignore her.

The fairy was not answered, and he had to regret it: "That is the case... I am a celebrity."

Wei Wuwei said: "You are coming again."

Jiang Cheng cold channel: "Of course."

Su is carrying his seven-string guqin, and standing in front of the crowd, he said leisurely: "If the ancestors of Yiling were just coming back, they would be afraid that the people of the world would not know, and they would slash their bodies with great fanfare. I must not wait so fast. Come back to your lair."

Wei Wuwei said: "I clearly saved these children, how can you not be grateful to me, but accuse me?"

Many people sneered and yelled, "The thief shouted to catch a thief."

Wei Wuzhen’s heart is arguing that he is in vain, and he is not in a hurry. He sighs a little, saying: “However, the squad that you came here seems to be a bit chilly, and there are two big men missing. Dare to ask you, these grand events, Why didn’t you gather Fang Zun and Ze Yijun?”

Su Shi sneered and said: "Hey, the previous day, the Confucius and the Zejun Jun were assassinated by unidentified people in Jinlintai. Both of them were seriously injured and still under treatment. Why do you know why?"

I heard that Lan Yuchen was "severely injured", and the blue forgetting machine moved slightly. Wei Wuzhen was also shocked.

At this moment, suddenly there was a small voice saying: "Auntie, I think, maybe it is not what he did. Last time in Yicheng, he saved us. This time I look at him, it seems to be also to save us. of……"

Looking at this voice, it was a young family who had just thrown into his father's ribs. The young, childish face was indeed familiar. However, his father immediately rebuked his son: "Children don't talk nonsense! Do you know what the occasion is? You know who it is!"

Taking back his eyes, Wei Wuzhen calmly said: "Understood."

He understood from the beginning that no matter what he said, no one would believe it. What he deny can be imposed; what he admits can be distorted.

The original blue forgetting machine is very weighty, but after mixing with him, I am afraid that it has become a target of public criticism.

I thought that there was a blue prince sitting in the town, and I should be able to mediate. Who knows that Lan Yichen and Jin Guangyao were not present. If Jin Guangyao intended to frame him and destroy him in one fell swoop, how could he not be intimate?

If he does not come, he must have a more insidious plan. "Jinlintai was assassinated, both of them were seriously injured" - genius knows what the truth is!

At the time of the first mass grave burial, Jin Guangshan was the owner of Lanling Jinshi, and Jiang Cheng was the main Yunmeng Jiang. Lan Qiren, the chief aunt Su Lan, and Nie Mingzhen, the master of the Qing River, Nie. The first two are the main forces, and the last two are optional. Now the owner of Lanling Jinshi has not arrived, only sent a hand to accept the blue family command; Gusu Lanshi is still dispatched by Lan Qiren; Nie Huai Sang replaced his big brother's position, shrinking into the crowd, still full of face "I Nothing to know", "I don't want to do anything," "I just come and make a number."

Only Jiang Cheng, or Jiang Cheng who was suffocating and sullen, staring at him.

However. Wei Wuzhen was slightly headed and saw the blue forgetting machine standing beside him without hesitation and retreat.

But - this time, he is no longer alone.

Thousands of monks were in the middle of the eye, but a middle-aged man couldn’t help but jumped out and said: "Wei Wuwei! Do you remember me?"

Wei Wuzhen replied honestly: "Do not remember."

The middle-aged monk sneered: "You don't remember, I remember this leg!"

He suddenly opened the hem and revealed a wooden prosthesis. He said: "My leg was scrapped by you that night in the city that never sleeps. Let you see it, to let you know, today Inside, there is also a force that I have made. Heaven is good for reincarnation, and retribution is not good!"

It seems that he was motivated by him. Another young monk also stood up and said: "We are not asking you to remember Wei. I have parents who are dead under your hands. You have too many blood debts. I certainly don't remember the two old people. But I won't forget it! I won't forgive!"

The third person stood up. This time, Wei Wuzhen first asked: "I am hurting you?"

The man shook his head, and Wei Wuyi asked: "I killed your parents and destroyed your family?"

The man shook his head again. Wei Wuqi said: "What are you doing here?"

This person said: "I have no enmity with you. I am here to fight, just to let you know: those who take the world by themselves, everyone who is guilty, no matter what means of incompetence, whether they climb out of the grave How many times, we will send you back. Nothing else, just for the word 'fairness', for a 'righteous'!"

Everyone heard the words, cheered, cheered and thrilled, and was encouraged to come forward one by one and declare the war loudly.

"My son was killed in the singularity of the road, and was killed by your running dog Wenning's throat!"

"My brother died because of your poisonous curse, and the lieutenant died!"

"Nothing else, just to prove that the world is still fair, and sin can not be tolerated!"

"There is still justice in the world, and sin cannot be tolerated!"

Every face is filled with boiling blood. Every word is righteous and righteous. Everyone is upright, impassioned, and filled with indignation and pride.

There is no doubt that what they are doing at the moment is a glorious feat, a great act of righteousness.

A "sin" is a crusade against "evil".

Just like him used to be.