[Forget envy] Destiny is the life of the king

In a tavern in Ping Township, Qinghe, there are still quite a few wine-loving people gathered today. They come from all over the provinces. people you see often.

"Have you heard?"

"What did you hear?"

"There is a poisonous corpse on our mountain! According to eyewitnesses, it is a high-level murderous corpse that is no less than General Ghost. It comes from Kunlun Mountain, but there has never been a voodoo master there."

"Kunlun Mountain? The gate of hell? It's not close to our Qinghe River. There is a difficult road there. How did you come here? It's the beginning of troubled times."

"You mentioned this poisonous corpse, didn't you hear that Lord Hanguang came to the neighborhood this morning?"

"Gusu Hanguang-jun, who will come out in every chaos? Now it's all right, with the ancestor of Yiling here, no matter what kind of Kunlun poisonous corpse."

"That's right!"

After Yiling Patriarch Wei Wuxian returned to the world, he experienced many ups and downs, overcame many difficulties, and finally became a Taoist couple with Lan Wangji in Lan's ancestral hall. Although only a few people know about it It is a secret, but rumors are raging in the entire cultivation world. No matter when and where, as long as there is Lord Hanguang, there will be ancestors of Yiling. They are always inseparable. This matter has become a public matter. secret.

In the forest not far from Ping Township, even people walked here for half a day without seeing any living things, because all the animals and plants along the way were poisoned to death. Using this to infer the moving direction and action force of the poisonous corpse, I believe that it will reach Pingxiang within two or three days, and it can be said that something bad will happen then.

Lan Wangji stood quietly under the tree in plain white long clothes, and asked in a low voice, "Is it still nearby?"

Wei Wuxian half-kneeled on the ground with one foot, carefully inspected the black mud on the ground, took out a pair of special gloves from his sleeves, picked up the black mud on the ground, and rubbed it in the center of his palm, with a very suspicious look on his face. He said: "Well! This man is full of poison and has a lot of resentment. It seems that he is not more than three miles away from us. We must not be careless."

Lan Wangji asked, "Do you know what kind of poison it is?"

Wei WuXian took off his gloves and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, it should be Gu poison. I once read an ancient book. It is said that the ancients made Gu poison by putting several kinds of highly poisonous substances in a urn. They kill each other, and the last survivor is Gu, which was originally designed to cure diseases and sores, and was later used by people to harm people."

Lan Wangji shook his head, then looked straight ahead, and said, "Do good and evil as you please, misfortune and fortune come upon you!"

Wei Wuxian spread his hands, and rarely said anything, because he was also like this. He didn't make the Yinhu Talisman for any purpose at the beginning, but it caused a bloodbath and a bloody disaster. Isn't the result the same?

The two walked up the mountain for a while, Wei Wuxian kept his head down to study the black mud sample he had saved, and was about to go back to test the new Fengxie disk, but he didn't notice that Lan Wangji, who was walking in front, stopped in vain , until it softly bumped into his back, only then did he raise his head.

Lan Wangji reached out his hand to stop Wei Wuxian, not letting him go forward, saying, "Stand back!"

In front of them, a murderous male corpse with all white eye sockets stood far away. His whole body was rotten, and half of his face showed bones full of wormholes. It was a thick black slime, and it was corrosive, so it was not hard to imagine the horror inside the clothes.

Such a devastated poisonous corpse saw Wei Wuxian, not only did not hide away, but faced them with extreme vigilance, just like Chi Fengzun who became a murderous corpse back then, subconsciously resisted Wei Wuxian, and had a hostility that could get out of control at any time .

Wei Wuxian pulled Lan Wangji back extremely nervously. When he learned of this poisonous corpse earlier, he really wanted to try to take it back under his banner, but when he came into contact with the corpse's resentment, He immediately dismissed this idea and said: "Very evil! He is the Gu master himself, there must have been some accident, he fell into the Gu urn, what is stored in this corpse is not human grievances, but hundreds of The grievances of insects, these poisonous insects have swallowed his grievances, they must be burned and then purified, otherwise there will be endless troubles!"

Lan Wangji also nodded in agreement and said, "Yeah! Back off first."

Wei Wuxian backed away again and again, not forgetting to remind: "Lan Zhan, firstly, don't be injured by him, and secondly, don't be contaminated with poisonous blood. Since I can't bury myself in the battle, I can only rely on you..."

Lan Wangji replied: "Okay!"

Poisonous insects have no thoughts at all, and their grievances are born on instinct, so it is not as easy to control as human grievances. Wei Wuxian moves to the side, and the eyes of the poisonous corpse follow his body shape. Wei Wuxian cannot casually When you make a move, you should not move too much, as if you feel that as long as you move the confession in your waist, the poisonous corpse will get into trouble and run away.

He silently reached into his sleeve, grabbed a stack of fire talismans, and felt a little bit more secure, then took a deep breath, calming his mind, he couldn't let the poisonous corpse feel that he had The hostility, after Lan Wangji suppressed the poisonous corpse, he could just light it up and melt it away.

Lan Wangji put his hands on the strings of the Guqin "Wangji", pressed the strings tightly with his left hand, and played it with his right hand. As soft as a lullaby, the poisonous corpse was affected by the sound of the piano, and its resentment gradually stabilized, shaking on the spot between half asleep and half awake.

Wei Wuxian saw the opportunity and pulled out the fire talisman from his sleeve, dozens of fire talismans shot out like arrows, drawing several lines of fire in mid-air, instantly surrounded the poisonous corpses, and burned them into a ball with a bang.

Although the poisonous corpse was suppressed by the sound of the zither, the insect's resentment had a great resistance to the fire, because the fire talisman was not filled with spiritual power, and the firepower was insufficient, so the poisonous insect was not completely burned. They were tortured by the fire, and then activated the poison The vocal cords in the corpse's throat let out a roar, dissolving Lan Wangji's piano sound, and at the same time rushed straight towards Wei Wuxian.

Seeing that the sound of the qin could no longer be controlled, Lan Wangji hurriedly slapped the edge of the qin, the sound stopped coming out, and the strings stretched like spider webs between the poisonous corpse and Wei Wuxian. As Lan Wangji approached Wei Wuxian, he Tighten the strings, and the sharp strings cut off the poisonous corpse's arms, shoulders, and even cut off one of its feet, but it still couldn't stop the poisonous corpse from rushing forward.

Lan Wangji reached out to grab Wei Wuxian and held him tightly in his arms. Before the poisonous corpse touched them, it was cut into pieces. Insects cling to it, which is extremely terrifying.

Wei Wuxian struggled out of Lan Wangji's body, and asked nervously, "Lan Zhan! Are you injured?"

Lan Wangji shook his head: "No!"

Wei Wuxian checked Lan Wangji's hand and said, "Where's the blood? Is it stained?" Just as Wei Wuxian finished speaking, he saw Lan Wangji's hand protecting him, the back of which was covered with poisonous corpses spraying out. Even his sleeves were corroded and rotted. Wei Wuxian immediately took water to wash it off. Although the black blood was washed away, a large wound had already been corroded on the skin on the back of his hand, and it was stained with a layer of purple, black and green. poisonous color.

Without further ado, Wei Wuxian pulled out Bichen from Lan Wangji's waist, cut a bloodstain on the back of his hand, and tried to force the poison out. After a while, the poisonous color on his skin disappeared, Wei Wuxian Then he applied the ointment lightly, bandaged him and said, "Lan Zhan! My dear Lan Zhan! Don't always protect me regardless of yourself, okay? Seeing you hurt makes my heart ache."

Lan Wangji watched Wei Wuxian bandage his wound, although his face was expressionless, he said in a soft voice, "But I don't want you to get hurt either."

Wei Wuxian really could not resist the urge to kiss him, but dealing with the poison is important, he said: "Do you have any antidote? You take it first, don't use your spiritual power for now, I'll go and take the dead body away." Get rid of it."

It is really not easy to deal with the follow-up. Although Wei Wuxian burned the body parts, the poisonous blood and poisonous insects spread all over the entire forest. They almost burned half of the forest to completely remove the resentment and put out the fire Afterwards, it was already sunset, and the two returned to the inn in Pingxiang side by side. Wei Wuxian went to order a few dishes, and this meal was surprisingly full of bland vegetables, not red at all.

Wei WuXian picked up the green vegetables with chopsticks and said, "The taste of the green vegetables in this shop is not too bland, it's okay..."

Lan Wangji sat at the side and nodded slightly in response.

Wei WuXian put the food into Lan WangJi's bowl and said, "Why do you eat so little? Are you addicted to eating spicy food with me? You have been poisoned, so you should eat something lighter."

Lan Wangji put down his chopsticks and said, "It's because you ate too little."

The dishes ordered on the table were almost eaten by Lan Wangji alone. Wei Wuxian only moved his chopsticks at the beginning and didn't take a few bites. Of course, there were still a lot of leftovers.

Wei Wuxian paused, "I'll eat!" He raised his chopsticks and sent the vegetables he picked up just now to his mouth, but because he ate too fast, he almost choked.

Lan Wangji patted his back and said, "Don't worry!"

Wei Wuxian reached out to fetch water, but found that there was no water in the pot, so he raised his hand to call for a buddy.Seeing that the guy was so busy, he fumbled around before coming over to pour water: "I'm sorry, I'm the only one in this shop..."

Wei WuXian said, "Sure, clear. By the way, is there any wine?"

For Wei Wuxian, he can skip food, but he can't skip alcohol, especially after working, the alcohol addiction is particularly heavy.

The waiter enthusiastically said: "If you want wine, you can go to a nearby tavern. Recently, they have brewed new wine, which has attracted many people to taste it."

Wei WuXian's eyes lit up when he said this, although Lan WangJi always forbade him to drink too much, but today he didn't say anything, so he boldly asked: "Lan Zhan..."

Lan Wangji put down his water glass and said, "Go! Don't overdo it."

Wei WuXian smiled happily and said, "I'll be back soon, you go back to your room and wait for me."

Lan Wangji put down the silver and said, "Okay!"

Lan Wangji returned to his room to rest alone, while Wei Wuxian went to the tavern as instructed by the buddy. Originally, he planned to buy wine and take it back to drink, but the tavern was full of noisy fights, so he couldn't help staying longer.

When Wei Wuxian returned to the inn, it was almost the end of Haishi, he was still holding the wine jar, he pushed the door open and said to himself, "Lan Zhan! I'm back! There were two people fighting for wine just now. It was lively, but I didn't drink much, really..."

He secretly glanced at Lan Wangji, who was sitting on the wooden couch meditating, without any intention of blaming him, Wei Wuxian immediately put on an expression of wanting to play tricks, but when he approached the couch, he noticed Lan Wangji His face was blue and yellow, and there was a trace of indescribable pain between his brows. Wei Wuxian was shocked, and immediately rolled up Lan Wangji's sleeve, and saw the poisonous bruise reappear on the wound on the back of his hand, and it had spread to his arm , turning the entire arm into a blue-purple color.

"Oops!"

Wei WuXian took off Lan WangJi's shirt, exposing his entire body, tore the sleeves of his coat into strips and tied them tightly, then opened the door and called the innkeeper, asking, "How is this city?" Is there a doctor? No...is there a fairy house?"

Wei Wuxian was so anxious that he was a little confused when he opened his mouth. The boss said, "When it comes to our Qinghe, isn't there Nie's Immortal Mansion? The doctor has something to say, but the old man has also been sick recently, and he really can heal himself. ...My lord, do you need to see a doctor?"

Wei WuXian looked back at Lan WangJi and said, "Okay, I'll take care of it."

Wei Wuxian closed the door and looked quietly at Lan Wangji who was lying down. Gu poison is not something that ordinary doctors can cure. He remembered that Wenqing once told him that Gu poison has thousands of products, and there are all kinds of different ones. It will accelerate the poisoning, so you can't go to the doctor casually.

Wei WuXian thought for a while, then put on his gloves, went to the side of the couch and pulled out Bichen, cutting a sword mark every inch of Lan WangJi's hand, blood-stained blood stains, hands full of bruises , Wei Wuxian really felt heartbroken, and actually made that white and smooth hand scarred and bruised.

Wei Wuxian's eyes were also red, and he kept saying, "I'm sorry, Lan Zhan, bear with me..."

Wei Wuxian put his left hand on Lan Wangji's chest, and his right hand on the arm tightly bound by the cloth strips, and he activated the golden core in Mo Xuanyu's body.

In fact, the lack of spiritual power in this body is not because Mo Xuanyu cannot form the golden alchemy, but because he is not keen on cultivating alchemy, but when the body is in Wei Wuxian's hands, even though he already has grievances to drive him, he still works hard He stored spiritual energy for emergencies, and recently he finally succeeded in cultivating the initial form of the golden core, which would come in handy so soon. Although the spiritual power is not much, it is enough.

Wei Wuxian's eyes were fixed, and the spiritual power of his left hand was transmitted to Lan Wangji's body, protecting his heart veins, while the resentment of his right hand gathered on his arm, controlling the muscles that had been necrotic by the poisonous poison like corpses, fighting poison with poison, He stubbornly resisted the Gu poison and continued to invade, and when Lan Wangji's face became better, Wei Wuxian took it back completely.

But this does not cure the symptoms or the root cause, it can only stop getting worse.

Wei Wuxian made a decisive decision, carried Lan Wangji on his back and left the room, told his good buddy to clean up the poisonous blood carefully, paid the silver taels of compensation, and left Pingxiang impatiently. With his footsteps, he should be able to reach the Nie family in Qinghe in half a day. the unclean world.

to be continued