[Forget Envy] Short Story - The Bell of the Soul

There were only a few days when the sky cleared, and Gusu was once again covered by dark clouds. Fortunately, they had dredged the river in the early days, and the rain was not as heavy as before, so it did not affect the local area anymore.

Under such weather, the sounds of nature can be heard from the mountains and forests, the soft and quiet sound of the flute, combined with the rustling wind echoing in the valley, the sound of the rain falling from the sky, the sound of trees standing on the mountain road, and The sound of gurgling water in the downstream forest is perfectly ensembled to create a song like the rhythm of nature.

The murderous corpses washed away by the water walked up the hill very quietly and crossed the nearby villages. The villagers did not feel scared when they saw it. Gained the protection of Yiling Patriarch.

On the plain on the mountain, Lan Wangji stood silently behind Wei Wuxian holding an umbrella, and thoughtfully changed the angle of the umbrella according to the wind direction, so as not to let the rain wet the people in front of him.The other dozens of disciples were scattered in all directions, setting up barriers and spells one after another to ensure that when the murderous corpses arrived, they would be wiped out.

Under their strict protection, Wei Wuxian played Chen Qing. He was very satisfied with this piece, but when the piece was about to end, he heard less and less sound in his ears, and then it became quiet, and he couldn't hear it. For every syllable he blew, he couldn't hear the sound from all directions, and the rest was only the silent resentment of the murderous corpse.

Wei Wuxian knew that the murderous corpse was still under control, so he worked hard to keep his flute sound steady, not to mention arousing his resentment, so that they could arrive faster.

Lan Wangji noticed something was wrong, and in the verse just now, there was a sudden staccato, and he used his resentment to speed up the speed of the corpse, so he knew something was wrong with his body: "Wei Ying?"

Seeing that Wei Wuxian didn't respond, Lan Wangji grabbed Wei Wuxian's hand and said, "Wei Ying, stop!"

Being caught suddenly, Wei WuXian realized that Lan WangJi was calling him and didn't know what he said, so he put down his flute and turned around and said, "Lan Zhan... sorry, I can't hear what you said, you Can you speak more slowly?"

Lan Wangji stretched out his hand to caress his ear, and said word by word, "Can't you hear?"

Looking at the shape of his mouth, Wei Wuxian knew that he was asking about his ears, so he said, "Well, I tried this the day before yesterday, it's okay, it will recover soon."

Gui Dao hurts the body and soul, and the abnormalities in his body became more and more serious because he did not stop using his ability to control the corpse. Lan Wangji held his hand tightly, wanting to send him back to Yunshen's unknown place, but Reluctantly agreed to let him stay by his side, he could not break his promise.

A disciple said: "Mr. Hanguang, let Senior Wei go back to the cave to rest. We have seen traces of the murderous corpse. We will deal with it properly. You don't have to worry."

Lan Wangji looked at the actual disciples, they were all more careful than usual, Lan Wangji said: "Then you all be careful."

Everyone said in unison: "Yes!"

Lan Wangji turned to Wei Wuxian, and slowly said to him, "Let's go back to the cave."

At the entrance of a valley next to the mountain on the side of Pingyuan, there is a cave that originally belonged to the demon wolf, but because of the flood, the cave was once flooded, so the demon wolf has already fled away and found a new nest, so the cave is now their resting place. place.

Lan Wangji asked Wei Wuxian to sit down, and then held his hand to run his spiritual power. There was no problem in every part of his body, and all the abnormal reactions were due to the imbalance of his soul. Unlike ordinary Lihun, his soul is not Integrity, the usual means against the soul are all ineffective against him.

Wei Wuxian said, "Lan Zhan, don't waste your spiritual energy."

Lan Wangji looked up at him, not knowing what to say.

Wei WuXian pulled him, smiled lightly and said, "I'm a little tired, I'll use your legs to lie down."

Lan Wangji nodded, then sat down, and Wei Wuxian immediately lay down happily: "Lan Zhan, did you lie down for me when we were in Xuanwu Cave?"

"Yeah." Considering that he couldn't see such a short sound by looking at his mouth, he added: "Yes, let you lie down."

Wei WuXian rolled over, smiled happily and said, "I knew it."

Lan Wangji stroked his head with his hands, and said repeatedly, "Take a break, I'm here."

Wei Wuxian let out a "hmm", then leaned against Lan Wangji's waist, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Lan Wangji's hands didn't stop, and he still caressed gently, reassuring him.

During this rest period, the disciples came to report twice that the corpses had arrived at Pingyuan, and they were still very quiet after they arrived, allowing them to be easily driven to the circled place and sealed with a spell, everything went well.And there are many murderous corpses, a conservative estimate of 300-[-] people, all of whom died in the flood, so if it is not purified, resentment will have a great impact on Gusu.

If Wei Wuxian hadn't summoned them all here, it might take a month to deal with this number of murderous corpses.

Not long after, a disciple who was in charge of looking for monsters came to report the discovery besides the murderous corpse: "Report to Lord Hanguang, we found Chimei's lair."

Lan Wangji said: "Chi Mei, born of strange qi in the mountains and forests, harms people invisible, can't stay, punish."

This forest in the outskirts of Gusu has always been a place where ghosts and ghosts gather. After the flood, the damage is extremely serious. Trees fall and branches are broken, and strange things can be seen everywhere. Fang Shi came to help, although it was too late, but it was better than nothing.

The disciple continued: "Also, I found a suspicious person walking around the mountain with a knife."

Lan Wangji said, "Check your identity and get out of the dangerous area."

The disciple respectfully said: "Yes!"

Lan Wangji stayed where he was and didn't do anything, because Wei Wuxian was still sleeping on his lap, but Chi Mei was always cunning and cunning, and juniors were easy to suffer, so Lan Wangji was worried, so he decided to follow.

Although he couldn't bear it, Lan Wangji still patted Wei Wuxian awake, seeing him rubbing his eyes, he said to him, "Baby! We're going to change places..."

Wei Wuxian looked at him fixedly, Lan Wangji repeated, and said slowly: "We need to change places, we need to leave the cave."

Apparently his hearing has not recovered, and he only lost hearing for a shot of incense last time. Now he has slept for nearly an hour, but he still hasn't improved.

Wei WuXian patted his face with his hand to cheer himself up, and said, "I understand."

Wei WuXian stood up and walked towards the exit of the cave. Suddenly, he became dizzy, his body became light, his feet became weak all of a sudden, and he fell forward. Lan WangJi pulled him up in time, stabilized him, and asked, "What's the matter?" ?”

Wei WuXian grabbed Lan WangJi's hand tightly and said, "Suddenly I can't use my legs."

Lan Wangji asked him to sit down again, knelt down on one knee without hesitation, lifted Wei Wuxian's leg, gently massaged the muscles of his calf, raised his head and said, "Do you feel any discomfort there?"

Wei Wuxian shook his head, "I don't feel it."

Lan Wangji repeated: "No feeling?"

Wei Wuxian didn't seem to have much reaction, and said coldly, "There is no touch, no pain, just like when the shoulder was injured before."

Lan Wangji put down Wei Wuxian's leg, stretched out his hand to hold his hand and asked, "Where's the hand?"

Wei Wuxian frowned lightly, "Yes, it will hurt."

Seeing that Lan Wangji was in a daze, Wei Wuxian stretched out his hand and raised his face and said, "It's okay, it's probably just oversleeping and the blood stagnates, it's okay, it'll be fine later, Lan Zhan, I'm still here."

Although the three words "I'm still here" are words of comfort, they are actually cruel sentences that torment the soul to the two of them. He said that his hearing loss recovered quickly, but he didn't reply, and now he can't even move. Lost, what should I do?

When the two were silent about it, a person broke into the cave in vain. He held a broken knife, the blade was full of rust and cracks, and the person holding the knife looked lifeless and lifeless. The first thing Lan Wangji thought of was the disaster victims nearby.

Although Wei Wuxian couldn't hear the sound, the voice of the soul could still reach him. The voice from the soul of the person holding the knife was full of pain.

Wei WuXian pulled Lan WangJi onto him, dodging the sudden attack in an instant. The man's eyes turned red, and he stared at the two of them, as if he wanted to eat them.

Lan Wangji tightened his grip on Wei Wuxian's waist with one hand, and pulled out Bichen with the other. The moment the sword touched the ground, the power dissipated. The light of the sword and the wind blasted the cave into a mess, and the entire cave began to collapse.

Lan Wangji exited the cave, the hand holding the sword trembled uncontrollably. Bichen, who is famous in the Immortal Sect, has always had a forceful aura and cuts iron like mud, but this time it didn't have the upper hand. Instead, the opponent seemed to be a broken and incomplete sword , To be able to compete with it, it can be seen that this knife is also a secret treasure of the fairy gate.

Fighting hand to hand, Lan Wangji already knew something was wrong. He still had Wei Wuxian by his side, so he couldn't love to fight, so he left decisively. The man didn't escape from the cave, nor did he catch up to Lan Wangji. Sweeping out from the cave, Lan Wangji turned around to resist, but his trembling hands just now couldn't go all out, Bichen only relied on the blessing of spiritual power.

Wei Wuxian raised his hand, and in front of them was a wall of resentment. The black energy was like a wall rising from the ground, between the knife force and Bichen. Dark wall.

Lan Wangji quickly picked up Wei Wuxian, put him on Bichen, and rushed to Chimei's lair to meet up with other disciples. Even he had lingering fears about the domineering sword, and he wanted to quickly get the juniors to gather and stay away.

Wei Wuxian seems to be particularly sensitive to demons because he has had contact with yin demons: "People are strangers, but swords are demons."

Lan Wangji looked at Wei Wuxian and asked, "Is the sword a demon?"

Wei Wuxian explained: "The master of the sword became a demon before he died, but his body was destroyed, and his soul and the sword became one, so it is a magic sword. The one holding the sword is a stranger. I just touched his soul, and he is still alive. It's just controlled by the knife."

"That knife is very dangerous. It feels like it will devour people's souls."

Wei Wuxian knew that Lan Wangji was talking, but he wasn't looking into his eyes, so he couldn't see the shape of his mouth.

Lan Wangji finally looked at Wei Wuxian, as if he had made up his mind: "Wei Ying..."

Wei Wuxian didn't wait for him to finish, he hugged him tightly and said, "Lan Zhan, let me go back to Yunshen."

Lan Wangji's eyes widened, and he looked at him in astonishment. This was exactly what he was thinking at the moment. He was worried that he would not be able to protect him when he encountered the magic knife again, or that he would use resentment indiscriminately as before. His body has a bad influence.

Wei Wuxian said, "I will wait for you in the quiet room, don't worry."

He knew that Lan Wangji was worried about him. With the existence of the magic knife, it would only be a burden for him to stay by Lan Wangji's side. Although he really wanted to stay by his side, if Lan Wangji met the magic knife again, Lan Wangji would not He will have scruples because he wants to protect him, and he can't be distracted by it.

Even if the ideas are different, but for the sake of the other party, they don't use words to communicate. All the ideas have already been understood in the heart, which can be called a tacit understanding.

to be continued

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