[Chen Qingling] She is from Magic Fairy Castle
Chapter 16 The Last Yin Iron
"Brush." A sycamore leaf was carried by the wind, like a flying knife, and flew past Xiao Bai's ear viciously.
It was evening, and the blood-red morning glow spread all over the sky, and also covered the entire street, roads and houses in brilliant golden red.But the abandoned Yunshui Pavilion seemed to be in another world, where it was dark and there was no light.Among the scorched ruins, several long or short beams still stand upright pointing to the sky, like evil bones growing from the ground.The heavy gate was stained with black stains from bottom to top. On both sides of the plaque, two rows of dark red lanterns swayed wantonly in the wind.
The wind blew harder, and the sycamore tree in the courtyard wall twitched its luxuriant branches, like a devil waving its sharp claws.
There were loud cries, broken by the wind, past their ears.
Wei Wuxian took Xiaobai's hand, and Lan Zhan's Bichen was already out of its sheath, shining like snow in the dimness.
Lan Zhan opened the latch.
"Clatter!", the yellow talisman paper snowflakes mixed with fallen leaves came towards us.Lan Zhan squeezed one in his hand, glanced at the complicated dark red patterns on it, and spit out a few words: "The yin charm."
He looked at Wei Wuxian with a stern look.
Wei Wuxian waved his hand: "It's none of my business, someone must be doing the same thing, trying to attract evil spirits here."
"Is it Xue Yang?" Xiaobai also picked up one from the ground, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, and there was a faint smell of blood: "It was drawn with blood!"
Wei Wuxian snatched the paper talisman from her hand, tore it up two times and three times, and threw it into the wind.
"This kind of thing can't be picked up randomly, you know?"
The paper torn by him, like a butterfly, covered Lan Zhan's face facing the wind. The boy in blue grabbed the piece of paper stuck to his forehead and threw it on the ground. The young man said with sullen voice, "Wei Ying!"
With a "slap", a naked, white body fell to his feet.The woman raised her head halfway, her long disheveled hair covered her eyebrows and eyes, and only her blood-red lips were exposed.
The moment the slender fingers painted with Danko were about to touch the trouser legs, the old-fashioned boy immediately flew back, half-downcasting his eyes and not daring to look.
"My God, what is this?" Xiaobai buried half of his face on Wei Wuxian's shoulder, only showing his eyes, watching everything inside.
On the dusty ground, many figures appeared one after another.Many of them are disheveled or naked, like wriggling maggots, intertwined and restless.
Wei Wuxian's face turned red all of a sudden, he had secretly read some erotic albums before, if he was here alone, maybe he wouldn't be so embarrassed, but when he thought of Xiaobai by his side, he had a feeling Feeling ashamed and angry.
The woman lying on the ground propped up her upper body with her hands, her clean face became bloody and bloody inch by inch from her chin, and her exposed limbs were already scorched black—she was burned to death!
She let out a shrill scream, opened her mouth wide, and squeezed her nose and eyes to the upper part of her face, but the eyes were bulging, and the bloodshot eyeballs were protruding, as if they would fall to the ground in the next moment. land.
"Lan Zhan, be careful!"
With a flash of snow-colored light, the ferocious stretched out scorched palm was cut off and flew backwards to the ground.
Shrill cries and wailing sounds surrounded them, and the wraiths all over the ground had stood up staggeringly, their bodies covered in severely burned and rotten flesh, viscous blood mixed with blood slowly flowing, they brought Seeing the pain in his lifetime, he resentfully attacked the living who broke into this place.
With the black flute on his lips, the boy walked slowly to the center of the room.
The strange sound of the flute began to sound, the high pitch was so sharp that it almost pierced the eardrums, without any transition, it suddenly turned to the low pitch, and after a melody, Lan Wangji, who was familiar with the melody, had a knot between his brows.
Wei Wuxian lowered his face slightly, his thick black hair was windless, his half-closed eyes were lifted up, with a mysterious arc.
Xiaobai couldn't help thinking of the scene of seeing him in the Wen's Supervision Office in Shayangbao.The boy stood on the top of the eaves, his clothes and hair were blown by the wind, like a black banner.In that eerie tune, he seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost by the moonlight, cold and cruel.
The twisted wraiths began to become dull, and the burned skin returned to its original inch by inch.Snow-skinned red lips, black hair and a skirt, looking for pleasure, mandarin ducks wrapped around their necks, it seems that this is still the former slut cave.
The boy in black stopped playing and inserted Chen Qing into his belt.He walked up to one of the well-dressed girls, put his palms on top of her head, and closed his eyes.
"Empathy." Lan Zhan whispered.
A silver comb studded with pearls was gently inserted into the bun, and the woman in white in the mirror bent her lips and smiled, as if a lily had just bloomed.
When those dewy eyes fell on the face of the girl half exposed in the corner of the mirror, the smile faded away.
"Suo'er, you should pick up the guests tomorrow, right?"
Wei Wuxian lowered his head, and felt a soft female voice coming from his throat: "Yes, miss."
"I heard that you used to be a girl from a scholarly family. How many years have you been studying?" She casually used her fingernails to lift the lid of the jewelry box, stirring her fingers among a pile of shining jewelry, shaking gold and silver pearl hairpins and so on. They collided together, making a crisp sound.
Suo'er's head lowered: "Only a few words can be read."
The woman bent her lips and smiled: "Don't think that after reading a few books, you will become a talented woman who is dyed in ink. You are all staying in this Goulan courtyard. Who is more noble than the other? It is a guest, spend money With so much money, I didn't come to see your reserved appearance like a chaste and martyr."
"Yes." Suo'er agreed in a low voice, tears were already welling in her eyes and were about to fall.
The woman closed the jewelry box, stood up, and walked to the window: "Come, look at the distressed appearance of our talented Meng Meng."
On the street outside the window, many people were densely surrounded.And in the middle of this crowd, there is a white woman lying on her stomach.
The woman's body lay tightly on the ground, her two slender arms were stretched backwards, trying hard to cover her bare buttocks.She lay there for a long time and refused to get up. Even though she was a prostitute, she was ashamed to let others look at her body.
Passers-by who came and went almost stopped to watch the bustle, pointing at the woman in the center, and the noisy noise could be heard even on the second floor.
"...It's just an old woman who has passed away. After reading a few books, she really thinks of herself as a talented woman? You are so old and yellow, so it's no wonder that someone's guests pulled your clothes and threw you here. Are you really good? You thought that your big man would redeem you and your son, but 14 years have passed, and you are still daydreaming, it’s really ridiculous."
The woman's body trembled slightly.
The people around were still watching the joke, and no one felt any pity for her. In their view, she was just a mid-mature woman, but she had unrealistic and vulgar desires in her heart.
"Mother, mother." A young man in shabby clothes staggered to her side, his forehead was bleeding, tears were streaming from his eyes, his hands were hanging in the air, he wanted to touch her but he didn't dare.
"Everyone, this is the son of Meng Shimeng, a talented woman from Yunshui Pavilion, who gave birth to that so-called big man 14 years ago. Look at this Meng Yao, she is a child of a rich family with such virtue. Who would believe it?" Nahahaha!"
Meng Yao?Wei WuXian's heart skipped a beat, and he looked carefully at the boy's appearance, with a fair face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, if there was such a little cinnabar mole on the center of his brow, he would be the same as Jin GuangYao now!
I always heard people call Jin Guangyao the son of a whore, but I didn't expect that he really grew up in the Goulan courtyard.
At this moment, Suo'er couldn't bear it any longer, and she closed the window with a "snap".
The woman in white was not annoyed, but stared at her pale face, the corners of her mouth curled up in a malicious way.
The chatter on the ground floor suddenly turned into screams of panic.
The lock opened the door, and under the wooden spiral staircase, the hall was flooded with soaring flames, red tongues of flames rushed up along the handrails, and a roiling heat wave rushed towards you.
Wei Wuxian trembled and opened his eyes.
"Axian, are you alright?" Xiaobai walked up to him with gentle concern in his eyes.
Wei Wuxian froze for a few seconds, then slowly rolled his eyes.
"I'm fine." He said softly.
Lan Zhan asked, "How?"
"Yunshui Pavilion...is the place where Jin Guangyao grew up, and it was burned down later." He said.
"Did he burn it?" Xiaobai asked.
"Maybe." Wei WuXian carefully told them what he had seen, and sighed, "I didn't expect Lian Fang Zun's life in the past to be so difficult."
The sound of the hem of the clothes brushing against the wooden beam was extremely faint, and Lan Zhan, who had clear ears and eyes, had already drawn out his long sword and was looking at the door vigilantly.
One foot of the visitor has already stepped over the threshold. He is not tall, and the fruit in his hand has been bitten in half. Those eyes reflected the dim moonlight when looking over.
"Xue Yang!" Lan Zhan had already moved, and the icy blue figure was as fast as a bolt of lightning. Before Xiaobai could react, Bichen and Jianghui had already collided with each other, and there was a crisp sound of metal impact.
It was evening, and the blood-red morning glow spread all over the sky, and also covered the entire street, roads and houses in brilliant golden red.But the abandoned Yunshui Pavilion seemed to be in another world, where it was dark and there was no light.Among the scorched ruins, several long or short beams still stand upright pointing to the sky, like evil bones growing from the ground.The heavy gate was stained with black stains from bottom to top. On both sides of the plaque, two rows of dark red lanterns swayed wantonly in the wind.
The wind blew harder, and the sycamore tree in the courtyard wall twitched its luxuriant branches, like a devil waving its sharp claws.
There were loud cries, broken by the wind, past their ears.
Wei Wuxian took Xiaobai's hand, and Lan Zhan's Bichen was already out of its sheath, shining like snow in the dimness.
Lan Zhan opened the latch.
"Clatter!", the yellow talisman paper snowflakes mixed with fallen leaves came towards us.Lan Zhan squeezed one in his hand, glanced at the complicated dark red patterns on it, and spit out a few words: "The yin charm."
He looked at Wei Wuxian with a stern look.
Wei Wuxian waved his hand: "It's none of my business, someone must be doing the same thing, trying to attract evil spirits here."
"Is it Xue Yang?" Xiaobai also picked up one from the ground, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, and there was a faint smell of blood: "It was drawn with blood!"
Wei Wuxian snatched the paper talisman from her hand, tore it up two times and three times, and threw it into the wind.
"This kind of thing can't be picked up randomly, you know?"
The paper torn by him, like a butterfly, covered Lan Zhan's face facing the wind. The boy in blue grabbed the piece of paper stuck to his forehead and threw it on the ground. The young man said with sullen voice, "Wei Ying!"
With a "slap", a naked, white body fell to his feet.The woman raised her head halfway, her long disheveled hair covered her eyebrows and eyes, and only her blood-red lips were exposed.
The moment the slender fingers painted with Danko were about to touch the trouser legs, the old-fashioned boy immediately flew back, half-downcasting his eyes and not daring to look.
"My God, what is this?" Xiaobai buried half of his face on Wei Wuxian's shoulder, only showing his eyes, watching everything inside.
On the dusty ground, many figures appeared one after another.Many of them are disheveled or naked, like wriggling maggots, intertwined and restless.
Wei Wuxian's face turned red all of a sudden, he had secretly read some erotic albums before, if he was here alone, maybe he wouldn't be so embarrassed, but when he thought of Xiaobai by his side, he had a feeling Feeling ashamed and angry.
The woman lying on the ground propped up her upper body with her hands, her clean face became bloody and bloody inch by inch from her chin, and her exposed limbs were already scorched black—she was burned to death!
She let out a shrill scream, opened her mouth wide, and squeezed her nose and eyes to the upper part of her face, but the eyes were bulging, and the bloodshot eyeballs were protruding, as if they would fall to the ground in the next moment. land.
"Lan Zhan, be careful!"
With a flash of snow-colored light, the ferocious stretched out scorched palm was cut off and flew backwards to the ground.
Shrill cries and wailing sounds surrounded them, and the wraiths all over the ground had stood up staggeringly, their bodies covered in severely burned and rotten flesh, viscous blood mixed with blood slowly flowing, they brought Seeing the pain in his lifetime, he resentfully attacked the living who broke into this place.
With the black flute on his lips, the boy walked slowly to the center of the room.
The strange sound of the flute began to sound, the high pitch was so sharp that it almost pierced the eardrums, without any transition, it suddenly turned to the low pitch, and after a melody, Lan Wangji, who was familiar with the melody, had a knot between his brows.
Wei Wuxian lowered his face slightly, his thick black hair was windless, his half-closed eyes were lifted up, with a mysterious arc.
Xiaobai couldn't help thinking of the scene of seeing him in the Wen's Supervision Office in Shayangbao.The boy stood on the top of the eaves, his clothes and hair were blown by the wind, like a black banner.In that eerie tune, he seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost by the moonlight, cold and cruel.
The twisted wraiths began to become dull, and the burned skin returned to its original inch by inch.Snow-skinned red lips, black hair and a skirt, looking for pleasure, mandarin ducks wrapped around their necks, it seems that this is still the former slut cave.
The boy in black stopped playing and inserted Chen Qing into his belt.He walked up to one of the well-dressed girls, put his palms on top of her head, and closed his eyes.
"Empathy." Lan Zhan whispered.
A silver comb studded with pearls was gently inserted into the bun, and the woman in white in the mirror bent her lips and smiled, as if a lily had just bloomed.
When those dewy eyes fell on the face of the girl half exposed in the corner of the mirror, the smile faded away.
"Suo'er, you should pick up the guests tomorrow, right?"
Wei Wuxian lowered his head, and felt a soft female voice coming from his throat: "Yes, miss."
"I heard that you used to be a girl from a scholarly family. How many years have you been studying?" She casually used her fingernails to lift the lid of the jewelry box, stirring her fingers among a pile of shining jewelry, shaking gold and silver pearl hairpins and so on. They collided together, making a crisp sound.
Suo'er's head lowered: "Only a few words can be read."
The woman bent her lips and smiled: "Don't think that after reading a few books, you will become a talented woman who is dyed in ink. You are all staying in this Goulan courtyard. Who is more noble than the other? It is a guest, spend money With so much money, I didn't come to see your reserved appearance like a chaste and martyr."
"Yes." Suo'er agreed in a low voice, tears were already welling in her eyes and were about to fall.
The woman closed the jewelry box, stood up, and walked to the window: "Come, look at the distressed appearance of our talented Meng Meng."
On the street outside the window, many people were densely surrounded.And in the middle of this crowd, there is a white woman lying on her stomach.
The woman's body lay tightly on the ground, her two slender arms were stretched backwards, trying hard to cover her bare buttocks.She lay there for a long time and refused to get up. Even though she was a prostitute, she was ashamed to let others look at her body.
Passers-by who came and went almost stopped to watch the bustle, pointing at the woman in the center, and the noisy noise could be heard even on the second floor.
"...It's just an old woman who has passed away. After reading a few books, she really thinks of herself as a talented woman? You are so old and yellow, so it's no wonder that someone's guests pulled your clothes and threw you here. Are you really good? You thought that your big man would redeem you and your son, but 14 years have passed, and you are still daydreaming, it’s really ridiculous."
The woman's body trembled slightly.
The people around were still watching the joke, and no one felt any pity for her. In their view, she was just a mid-mature woman, but she had unrealistic and vulgar desires in her heart.
"Mother, mother." A young man in shabby clothes staggered to her side, his forehead was bleeding, tears were streaming from his eyes, his hands were hanging in the air, he wanted to touch her but he didn't dare.
"Everyone, this is the son of Meng Shimeng, a talented woman from Yunshui Pavilion, who gave birth to that so-called big man 14 years ago. Look at this Meng Yao, she is a child of a rich family with such virtue. Who would believe it?" Nahahaha!"
Meng Yao?Wei WuXian's heart skipped a beat, and he looked carefully at the boy's appearance, with a fair face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, if there was such a little cinnabar mole on the center of his brow, he would be the same as Jin GuangYao now!
I always heard people call Jin Guangyao the son of a whore, but I didn't expect that he really grew up in the Goulan courtyard.
At this moment, Suo'er couldn't bear it any longer, and she closed the window with a "snap".
The woman in white was not annoyed, but stared at her pale face, the corners of her mouth curled up in a malicious way.
The chatter on the ground floor suddenly turned into screams of panic.
The lock opened the door, and under the wooden spiral staircase, the hall was flooded with soaring flames, red tongues of flames rushed up along the handrails, and a roiling heat wave rushed towards you.
Wei Wuxian trembled and opened his eyes.
"Axian, are you alright?" Xiaobai walked up to him with gentle concern in his eyes.
Wei Wuxian froze for a few seconds, then slowly rolled his eyes.
"I'm fine." He said softly.
Lan Zhan asked, "How?"
"Yunshui Pavilion...is the place where Jin Guangyao grew up, and it was burned down later." He said.
"Did he burn it?" Xiaobai asked.
"Maybe." Wei WuXian carefully told them what he had seen, and sighed, "I didn't expect Lian Fang Zun's life in the past to be so difficult."
The sound of the hem of the clothes brushing against the wooden beam was extremely faint, and Lan Zhan, who had clear ears and eyes, had already drawn out his long sword and was looking at the door vigilantly.
One foot of the visitor has already stepped over the threshold. He is not tall, and the fruit in his hand has been bitten in half. Those eyes reflected the dim moonlight when looking over.
"Xue Yang!" Lan Zhan had already moved, and the icy blue figure was as fast as a bolt of lightning. Before Xiaobai could react, Bichen and Jianghui had already collided with each other, and there was a crisp sound of metal impact.
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