【Forget Envy】Make a Wish

Mass grave

The lush trees cover the sky, the branches are curly, and the roots grow a foot above the ground, supporting the huge canopy. There is no bird here, and graves of different sizes can be seen everywhere. Some seem to have been buried here in a hurry, and some The inscriptions and stone lions are all available, just like an ancestral tomb, and what's more, they were directly thrown aside, rotting and stinking.

Slowly marching towards the depths of the forest, there was a little mist from the roots of the surrounding trees. Wei Wuxian squatted down to take a look, tapped the roots of the trees with his flute, and said: "If you can't beat it, just admit it, it's useless to do this." What are you doing?"

"Don't get separated," Lan Wangji added.

Those present gathered together a little bit. Seeing that the white mist was getting thicker and thicker, before being swallowed up, Lan Junran found Lan Zizhan's hand, and leaned closer to the person beside him.

He groped for the interlocking fingertips, his nails were extremely rounded, his finger pads had thin calluses from piano repairing, and his palms were somewhat thick, which should be due to years of sword practice.

"Zizhan."

"Ah."

Close your eyes and open your spiritual sense, one, two...five, six?six people?Lan Zizhan was next to him, the one next to him had the weakest spiritual power, so it should be his father, and the one next to him with abundant spiritual power must be his father, so one of the two who couldn't feel the flow of spiritual power should be Uncle Wen.

That.The other... who is it?

"The two little guys don't move around, be careful. Wen Ning, the sound of the flute is your number." Wei Wuxian spoke extremely fast.

He didn't hear Wen Ning's reply, and the clothes were cold for a while, and the sound of iron chains was heard, which lasted for a while.

When the sound of the iron chain could not be heard at all, there was another flute sound next to my ear, which was somewhat different from what I heard last night, the sound range was sharper and weirder, coupled with the environment I was in, I couldn't help but make my whole body shiver.

Lan Junran forced himself to be calm, and peered around with his spiritual sense. The thing that was mixed in the middle of them just now was still there, and more and more people gathered around, slowly gathering around.

He asked eagerly, "What is Uncle Wen chasing after..."

"Qi'er (Lan Junran)" Wei WuXian stopped talking in a low voice, "Calm down."

After speaking, the flute sounded again.Lan Junran pursed her lips and concentrated on being on guard.With such a thick white mist, the body does not feel damp, nor does it smell like smog, which smells choking.As far as the eye can see, there is a vast expanse of whiteness, like a spotless fairyland, but this fairyland is full of dangers, covering up the murderous intentions around it.The brothers drew their swords back to back, vision was useless.

"Wei Ying."

"Don't worry." Wei Wuxian felt the grip coming from his shoulder, and lightly stroked it to express "it's okay".

The red eyes were like blood shining with green light and shadow, and thanks to the white mist, they were able to perform the ghostly way that they least wanted him to see without facing Lan Wangji's line of sight.

More and more walking corpses are dormant around with the rhythm, and those farther away are still approaching the sound source.Lan Wangji understood that this was the best way to turn the situation around, although he didn't agree with it.

"That's enough." Lan Wangji pressed Chen Qing so quickly that the last syllable was broken.

He fully agreed, and then changed the tone.The walking corpse moves slowly according to Wei Wuxian's wishes.

"Jun Ran, Zi Zhan."

"Father." The two brothers responded in unison.

"There are corpses walking around, be careful," Lan Wangji instructed.

what?

Is that... a walking corpse?

The voices of the people around him were cold and tinged with displeasure, Wei Wuxian shrugged his shoulders, and continued to direct in a different tone.

The walking corpses around began to move, making people feel as if they were in a busy city, with mixed voices. Lan Junran stood on the far side and dodged in if he was hit on the shoulder occasionally.The walking corpse was unconscious, staggering and dragging its legs forward.Unlike Wen Ning, walking corpses don't feel the slightest will when they pass by, they are more like marionettes, commanding and moving as they please.

Lan Zizhan simply wrapped his arms around his waist, and in front of him, he held a saber in his hand protecting his waist.

"Follow the walking corpse and don't get lost, Wen Ning is in front." Wei Wuxian said quickly.

"It's quite fresh and exciting to be with the walking corpse." Lan Junran echoed.

Wei Wuxian smiled, and explained in a low voice: "The things here are afraid of Wen Ning, so they put a white mist to block them. These walking corpses originally came from here, and we are not easy to be found by mingling among them."

The moving speed of the walking corpses was very slow. They patiently followed a pile of stinking carrion corpses. They couldn't see the way clearly even with deep feet and shallow feet, and they tripped over several times by the roots growing out of the ground.

The sound of the flute surrounds the ears, perhaps the canopy of the tree has filled the natural echo wall. The more you listen, the more difficult it is to distinguish the direction of your father, and you can't stop being surrounded by walking corpses. It may be more dangerous to shout loudly. Fortunately, the two brothers held each other Hands are not divided.

"Zizhan, did we get separated from Daddy?"

"It won't be far if you can still hear the sound of the flute." Lan Zizhan raised his holding hands to his chest, "It can't be washed away again."

The two brothers followed the pace of the walking corpse and walked for a while, only relying on the sound of the flute to support them, they felt that their father was still nearby, and what was even more ridiculous was that they all felt as if they were also puppets at the mercy of others.

"Jun Ran."

Lan Junran turned his head to look for the sound, and could see the outline of a person, could it be...

In order to prove his own thoughts, he looked down again, and indeed he could already vaguely see the road under his feet.The white mist is slowly dissipating, and the field of vision is getting clearer and clearer. While I am happy, I can gradually see the situation around me.

"It took so long to walk with these things." Lan Junran covered his nose and muttered in a low voice.

Lan Zizhan led him to jump onto the nearest branch, and shuttled among the branches along the direction of the walking corpse.At this moment, the sound of the flute stopped suddenly, and the unfinished syllables stopped abruptly.

The brothers stopped, which was not a good sign.Ignored many, continued to advance, the corpses were huge, and it took a long time to catch up to the front.

Without the control of the flute, the group of corpses seemed leaderless and even more dangerous. Fortunately, the vision is clear now, otherwise the walking corpses would be the biggest hidden danger.

The tomb in the distance is more complete and larger in scale than the first seen.He flew up, tapped the head of the corpse lightly with his toes, and felt that the family of this tomb was prominent when he observed it closely. There are some names written on the front, and some anecdotes about the family's heyday on the back.

The ancestor's surname was Du, and he started his business in business.Doing business is for the people, being an official is for the community, talented people come out in large numbers, and one is rich in its heyday.Only those who have contributed to the family can enter this tomb and be worshiped by future generations.

"For the people and the country in the past dynasties, why is there no record of anyone surnamed Du in the history books?" Lan Junran said.

Lan Zizhan went to the front and knelt down to brush away the weeds. Looking at the calendar recorded in the inscription, he sighed, "I don't know if Du's descendants are still alive today."

"There must be such a big family. Although it may not be a direct lineage, at least it will leave blood."

Speaking of this, he took a deep look at Lan Zizhan, and asked a question inappropriately. He kicked the stone beside his feet, took a deep breath, moved his shoulders, and said casually:

"Zizhan, you and I... will not have blood left in this world." After a pause, "Do you feel regretful?"

Lan Zizhan turned his head before getting up, looked straight into the same shallow eyes without dodging, and said: "I just want to grasp the person in front of me, so as not to leave any regrets." Looking at the sweetheart, his eyes softened a lot, If I fail to get your response, there will be no blood."

What he said was exactly what Lan Junran wanted to say, Lan Junran raised his eyebrows and said: "It seems that our Xiaocheng is willing to shoulder the heavy responsibility, right, Brother Zizhan?"

He looked at Lan Zizhan seriously. As twins, Lan Zizhan seemed to think clearly about everything and lived a pure life. He never asked him what he thought about anything.

Is it too much trust?

But he also trusts Lan Zizhan very much, but every time he thinks of something, he always has to ask, and he can feel at ease when he gets an answer.

Is he the only one who has this feeling of worrying about gains and losses?

"Why are you unhappy?" Lan Zizhan asked suddenly.

Ok?

Probably because Lan Zizhan could understand his every expression, even subtle changes could be seen, and desertion would also be discovered.

"No, I'm very happy." The other party stared at him closely, and continued, "I'm just afraid that someone will abduct you hahaha"

Lan Zizhan was a little puzzled, and began to reflect on what he had misunderstood, but he couldn't think of it no matter how hard he thought.

"Don't think about it, it's not an example." Lan Zizhan seemed a little displeased.

"Yes Yes Yes."

The two brothers circled around the Du family's ancestor's tomb, which was very large in diameter. They saw two tombs of the same size on the left and right sides, and picked one at random to check.The two tombs are not from the same family. Judging from the inscriptions, it is also a wealthy and powerful master.

There is another one to the left, back to back with the Du family just now, and after going around in a circle, I found that these four were built in the four directions of Zhengdong, Zhengxi, Zhengnan and Zhengbei respectively.Clockwise from the Du family, they are merchants, world doctors, monarchs, and knights.

"Zizhan, have you ever heard of the saying of using corpses to nourish souls?"

【Forget Envy】Cultivating Wishes Extra Story of Twins ①⑥Cultivating the Soul

"Zizhan, have you ever heard of the saying of using corpses to nourish souls?"

Lan Zizhan pondered: "Using a corpse to nourish the soul requires placing yin energy in eight directions. Now there are only four corners. How to nourish the soul?"

"This is indeed inconsistent. The key to nourishing the soul is yin qi. If there is enough yin qi at the four corners of the right position, the four corners of the wrong position are not too important." Lan Junran stretched out four fingers "Merchant, World Doctor, Junhou, Xia Scholars, except for the merchants, all four families have the opportunity to deal with human life. According to this idea, if the merchants also do business by killing people, stealing goods, seeking wealth and killing lives, the four corners will be complete."

Lan Zizhan nodded and flew up: "Break the formation first."

Soul cultivation can't be too far away from here, it should still be around here.The method of breaking the formation is not difficult, nourishing the soul