【Xue Xiao】Desolate City Crossing

It was already dusk, candles were lit in the restaurant, but there was only one table of guests, the waiter and the store owner had nothing to do, they were all dozing off in the back kitchen.

Reunited after a long absence, it was necessary to catch up on the old days, Chen Xibao wisely found an excuse to go back to the room by himself.In the empty hall, in front of the only square table with food and wine, Xiao Xingchen sat opposite Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian. Xue Yang couldn't enter the room, so he closed his eyes and rested on the chair outside the door.

"So that's how it is!" Wei Wuxian laughed, very happy: "I accidentally heard that a strange person appeared here in the past few days. I wanted to come for a meeting, but I didn't expect it to be the little uncle! It's great that you can be reborn! Little uncle, I offer you a toast!"

Wei Wuxian raised his glass to toast, Xiao Xingchen responded with a toast with tea instead of wine, Wei Wuxian didn't care, clinked glasses with him cheerfully, and drank with his head raised.He was already familiar with his personality, and he had been with the icy Lan Wangji for a long time. Xiao Xingchen's gentleness and elegance could be regarded as close and warm in his eyes, so his behavior was very casual.

Putting down his wine glass, Wei WuXian said, "The so-called evil wind is the fault of Xue Yang, isn't it? Little Martial Uncle, you are too magnanimous, and you can still walk with him. How miserable he was for you at that time! Even if he The soul you love can't be offset by merits and demerits! Right Lan Zhan?"

Lan Wangji sat beside him, his light eyes swept over lightly: "Mmm."

"I guess, if you do this, little uncle, Daoist Song will be the first one to disagree? Where did he go?"

When Xiao Xingchen heard the words, he knew that Zichen had never met Wei Wuxian, and that he and Wei Wuxian were both looking for the Seizing Organization, so they ran into each other quickly, but it was Zichen who had no clue. I searched for it, but I still don't know where it is.

"Zichen said he wanted to find you." Xiao Xingchen glanced at Xue Yang who was lying on the chair outside the door, knowing that he must be paying attention to the conversation in the room, and decided to tell Wei Wuxian the truth: "He said he wanted to find you." You, see if you have a way to completely eliminate Xue Yang."

Wei Wuxian scrutinized Xiao Xingchen carefully, and tentatively said, "Bai Xueguan, Daoist Song's childhood, was destroyed by Xue Yang. It's only natural for him to want Xue Yang's soul to die, but what about you? Little Martial Uncle? What do you think?"

Outside the door, Xue Yang stopped his swaying toes.

Xiao Xingchen said solemnly: "Xue Yang has died tragically once, and now he is also suffering from backlash every day. If he can stop doing evil and keep his own place, I hope he can nourish his soul, re-enter reincarnation, and reincarnate as a human being."

Wei Wuxian was silent for a moment before he digested this sentence, shook his head and said: "Little uncle, you are really too generous, if I had experienced your things, I would definitely be the same as Daoist Song, wishing that Xue Yang would disappear forever! "

Having said that, Wei Wuxian's real feelings are actually quite complicated. He once empathized with A-Qing. Before Xiao Xingchen committed suicide, he was tortured by Xue Yang until his white robe was stained with blood, and he had a mental breakdown. But he also saw Xiao Xingchen After Xiao Xingchen died, Xue Yang almost frantically tried his best to save him. When they fought in Yicheng, Xue Yang tried his best to get him to stay and help Xiao Xingchen replenish his soul. Unforgettable, unexpectedly, Xue Yang's obsession would not be extinguished even after his death. He risked losing his soul to save Xiao Xingchen, but he succeeded in the end.

But, even so, Xiao Xingchen can put aside the previous suspicions, and would rather part ways with Daoist Song than to retain a trace of compassion for Xue Yang. Apart from "magnanimity", Wei Wuxian can't think of any words to use to evaluate this little uncle.

And the so-called "being too generous to Xue Yang" sounded like praise and condemnation, Xiao Xingchen couldn't tell the difference, and bowed his head in silence, thinking that he was really just being so generous because of his generosity?Or was it because of selfishness that he couldn't let go of that Yicheng boy?

"Little uncle, what if Daoist Song finds me and insists on dealing with Xue Yang in his own way? What should we do then?"

"I haven't thought about it yet." Xiao Xingchen hesitated, "You...do you really have a way to destroy his soul?"

"For Xue Yang's kind of evil soul, there is really no way to make him fly away immediately. However, suppression, it can still be done! Suppressed in a poor mountain, evil water, poor spiritual energy, after a long time, the remnant soul will naturally perish."

"How to suppress it?"

"that is……"

Wei Wuxian had just opened his mouth when Xue Yang sat up outside the door, looking back at Xiao Xingchen nervously.

"Little rascal, what are you looking at!" Wei Wuxian raised his voice, "Little master is so generous and you still want to make trouble by his side, won't you allow him to leave a way out? Little master, the method of suppression will wait for a while. Tell you quietly, lest some hooligans know and take precautions!"

"Tch!" Xue Yang said disdainfully, "Of course I have to be on guard against others suppressing me, but if Taoist Priest Xiao Xingchen wants to suppress me, I will catch him without a fight."

Such straightforward words moved Xiao Xingchen again.In fact, as soon as Wei Wuxian saw Wei Wuxian, some memory fragments of Xue Yang were triggered in his spiritual consciousness. According to the scene, it is guessed that it should be the memory of Xue Yang fighting Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian in Yicheng more than two years ago. Among them There are two sentences that are most clear, one is that Wei Wuxian said that the soul in the spirit lock bag cannot be saved, and the other is that Wei Wuxian ridiculed "I am disgusting to you".

Shared memories are also similar to empathy. Xiao Xingchen also experienced Xue Yang's deep despair and pain when he heard these two sentences.

Wei Wuxian stood up with great interest and walked to the door, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed, he looked at Xue Yang carefully, nodded and said, "Well, it's a little different from before."

Xue Yang also looked directly at Wei Wuxian, smiling kindly: "Thanks to you and your good friend, it's different, not only became a ghost, but also lost an arm!"

"That's right! That's the difference!" Wei Wuxian nodded his head heavily, and asked knowingly, "Since your soul hasn't dissipated and hasn't been reincarnated, with your character, you should come to us for revenge. Why, you have been busy for the past two years. What?"

Xue Yang smiled sweetly: "I was very busy in the past two years, but now that I am done with my work, I may be really interested in coming to you in the middle of the night someday. Senior Wei, please be careful. You must know that it is easy to block a spear, but it is difficult to guard against an arrow in the dark."

"Hmph, you've had enough of your mouth, if you hurt someone again, you don't need me to do it, your Daoist Xiao Xingchen will be the first to spare you!" Wei Wuxian turned his head and shouted into the room: "Little Master Uncle, don’t you think so?”

The phrase "Your Daoist Xiao Xingchen" made Xue Yang a little happy. He followed Wei Wuxian's gaze and looked into the room, wanting to see how Xiao Xingchen would react, but he didn't know that this move was in Wei Wuxian's arms. Taking advantage of Xue Yang's unpreparedness, Wei Wuxian raised his hand, and from the palm of his hand, a silk thread between illusion and reality was born, and immediately bound Xue Yang tightly round and round.

"Wei Wuxian," Xue Yang thought that the thread wouldn't hurt him, he didn't care, his expression remained the same, only his tone was a little threatening, "Believe it or not, I'll put some dogs on your bed to kill you tonight? "

"Yo, do you know that I'm afraid of dogs? It seems that I've been asking around for two years!" Wei Wuxian went back to Xiao Xingchen's side: "Uncle, do you want to use this soul-binding spell? To deal with this Xue Yang, although he doesn't want to kill people indiscriminately for your sake, he must have bullied you and made trouble for you, right? With this, if Xue Yang is disobedient, you can tie him up!"

Xiao Xingchen was deeply curious when he saw that this faint thread could bind the soul of nothingness. At the same time, he remembered Xue Yang's arrogance and domineering a few days ago, setting up stalls and smashing people, so he said without hesitation: "Yes. Teach me how to use it?"

Wei Wuxian immediately boasted: "Yes, yes, I invented this soul-binding curse a long time ago. At that time, it could only bind people. Later, I improved it. Now it can bind both people and ghosts. It is simple and easy to use!"

The popularity of his own invention made Wei Wuxian happy most. He immediately approached Xiao Xingchen to teach how to use it. After teaching, he put away the Soul Binding Curse tied to Xue Yang, and motioned Xiao Xingchen to try it for himself. .

Xiao Xingchen recited the incantation silently in his heart, and a transparent silk thread appeared in the palm of his hand, flying towards the door as if alive.Seeing that it was Xiao Xingchen who made the move, Xue Yang did not dodge. This time the silk thread did not bind him round and round like before, but only wrapped around his wrist, and the other end of the silk thread was still in Xiao Xingchen's hand.

Xiao Xingchen tried to pull it lightly, and felt that the strength in his hand was as if a real person had been tied. After a successful attempt, he readily expressed his gratitude to Wei Wuxian. Lan Wangji, who had been silent all this time, suddenly looked sideways at the door along the silk thread. Said: "I can see it."

"what?"

Wei Wuxian was so immersed in the joy of promoting his own invention that he didn't realize it. Lan Wangji repeated to him expressionlessly: "I can see Xue Yang now."

"Can you see it?!" Wei Wuxian asked back in disbelief.

Xiao Xingchen and Xue Yang were also taken aback, and both raised their hands to observe the almost transparent silk thread.

The common characteristic of reborn people is that they can see the undead. Through Wei Wuxian and Chen Xibao, Xiao Xingchen has confirmed this point.But Lan Wangji, like other normal people, generally can't see the undead, unless a few undead with strong obsessions show up on their own initiative, or the undead has become a demon.

Now Lan Wangji can actually see Xue Yang?But Xue Yang obviously hasn't become a monster yet, nor did he show up on his own initiative.

Everyone's eyes fell on Xiao Xingchen's hand holding the silk thread.

Wei Wuxian got up again and walked up to Xue Yang, tentatively reached out and tugged at the thread tied around his wrist, and patted Xue Yang on the shoulder again.

This shot was even more surprising, it wasn't a void soul, but a real-life entity, even the temperature was the same as a living person.

He squeezed again and again as if in disbelief, then turned around and exclaimed to the people in the room: "Lan Zhan! Come and see! I've caught a ghost!!!"

In order to confirm this point, Xue Yang let Wei Wuxian pinch his shoulder several times before pushing that restless hand aside in disgust.

Xiao Xingchen and Lan Wangji surrounded him. Lan Wangji was indifferent and steady. He didn't stretch out his hand, but only looked at Wei Wuxian with a questioning gaze. As soon as Xiao Xingchen approached, Xue Yang touched his arm and squeezed. Grabbing his wrist, he excitedly said, "Master Taoist, I can touch you now!"

Thinking of the hug in the alley before, Xiao Xingchen was afraid that Xue Yang would take the opportunity to do something outrageous to him again in front of others, so he tried to withdraw his wrist calmly, but fortunately Xue Yang also let go in time as if he understood what he was thinking. Staring at him scorchingly, she took a step closer to him.

This small step shocked everyone: Xue Yang, the ghost, was able to enter the house!

I saw that the ghost Xue Yang had indeed stepped through the threshold, standing beside Xiao Xingchen, peacefully, without a trace of strangeness.

Wei Wuxian exclaimed in surprise, "It's amazing! My Soul-Binding Curse actually has such an effect, why didn't I know? Young Master Uncle, are you sure you followed my method?"

Xiao Xingchen said: "It is indeed as you taught, exactly."

Looking at the thread in his hand, he thought of a possibility: "Is it because I have three parts of Xue Yang's soul?"

Because he has three parts of Xue Yang's soul, connected by the soul-binding curse, Xue Yang's three souls and seven souls are temporarily connected together, and he has a physical body, so even Xue Yang has a physical body, if the soul-binding curse is removed, Xue Yang will definitely It will return to its original state as a ghost.

Xiao Xingchen proved his conjecture with practical actions. As soon as he removed the Soul-Binding Curse, Xue Yang became unstable and was excluded from the room. When he cast the Soul-Binding Curse again and wrapped the thin silk thread around Xue Yang's wrist Xue Yang immediately smiled slyly, stepped briskly into the room, and bumped him on the shoulder.

It's true, just like a living person.

"Daozhang, I'm hungry. This soul-binding curse is quite fun. Don't withdraw it. Anyway, let me have a real meal, okay?"

After Xue Yang finished speaking, regardless of everyone's gaze, he swaggered to the table full of food and wine, sat on the seat next to Xiao Xingchen before, picked up his chopsticks and ate with relish.

"Hey, you little rascal, you can do whatever you want, who told you to eat?" Wei Wuxian was the first to recover from his surprise, chased after him and sat opposite Xue Yang, jokingly said, "Looking at you like this, is it because you're hungry? Two years?"

"Prince Daoist, come and sit!" Xue Yang turned his attention to customers, and greeted to give up half of the seat, "I'll eat mine, you don't mind, just pretend I don't exist, Wei Wuxian, are you chasing down a house-snatching organization? "

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji looked at each other across the air, and asked cautiously, "How do you know?"

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