Jin Ling and the others' hearts were pounding, fearing that he would suddenly encounter something unexpected when he peeked out, and would fall down with his hands covering his eyes. Only to hear Wei Wuxian's "Ah!", all the young men were all shocked, their hair standing on end: "What's wrong!"

Wei WuXian whispered softly, "Shh, don't talk. I'm looking at it."

Jin Ling lowered his voice even lower than his own: "So what did you see? What's that thing outside the door?"

Wei WuXian did not look away, nor did he give a direct answer, saying, “Hmm… Hmm… Very impressive, very impressive.”

The expression on his face was full of joy, and his praise and admiration seemed to come from the heart, causing the curiosity of the children of the famous families to quickly overwhelm their nervousness. Lan Sizhui couldn't help but ask: "...Senior Mo, what's so amazing?"

Wei WuXian said, “Oh my! It’s really beautiful. Keep your voices down, don’t scare it away. I haven’t seen enough.”

Jin Ling said, "Move aside! I want to see."

"I also want!"

Wei WuXian asked, “Do you really want to see it?”

"Um!"

Wei Wuxian slowly moved aside, seemingly reluctantly. Jin Ling was the first to move closer, aiming at the thin crack in the wood and looking out.

It was already night. The night was cold, and the evil fog in Yicheng had dissipated a lot, and he could barely see the streets a few feet away. Jin Ling looked for a while, but didn't see the "so powerful and beautiful" thing. He was a little disappointed and thought to himself: "Did I scare it away by talking just now?"

Just when I was feeling bored, a thin and shriveled figure suddenly appeared in front of the crack in the wood.

Being caught off guard and seeing the whole thing, Jin Ling felt like his scalp had exploded. He almost screamed, but somehow, a force was pent up in his chest and he managed to hold it back. He kept bending over stiffly, waiting for the numbness on his head to pass, and couldn't help but look at Wei Wuxian. He saw this hateful man standing by the window, with one corner of his mouth raised, and he raised his eyebrows at him, smiling slyly, "Isn't it beautiful?"

Jin Ling glared at him fiercely, knowing that he was deliberately teasing him, and gritted his teeth and said, "...Yes..."

He changed his mind, straightened up, and said nonchalantly: "It's just so-so, barely acceptable!"

After he finished speaking, he stepped aside and waited for the next person to be fooled. Being fooled by these two people one after the other, the curiosity of the others was aroused to the peak. Lan Sizhui couldn't help but stand there. However, as soon as he put his eyes closer, he shouted "Ah!" very honestly, jumped back, his face full of frightened helplessness, and looked around for Wei Wuxian twice before he found him, and complained to him: "Senior Mo! There is a... there is a..."

Wei WuXian said with a look of understanding, “There is a thing, right? No need to tell it, it won’t be a surprise if you tell it, let everyone go and see for themselves.”

Seeing Lan Sizhui was so frightened, the others dared not approach him. What kind of surprise was this? It was a shock. They waved their hands again and again: "No more, no more!" Jin Ling spat: "You are still lying to me at this time. I really don't know what you are thinking!"

Wei WuXian said, “Didn’t you also lie? Don’t imitate your uncle’s tone. SiZhui, was that thing scary just now?”

Lan Sizhui nodded and said honestly, "Scary."

Wei WuXian said, “It’s right to scare people. This is a great opportunity for you to practice. Why do ghosts scare people? Because when people are scared, their minds are hurt and their spirits are agitated, and it’s the easiest time to have their yang energy sucked away. Therefore, ghosts are most afraid of courageous people. Because courageous people are not afraid of ghosts, ghosts can’t do anything to them and have no chance to take advantage of them. Therefore, as a child of an aristocratic family, your first priority is to make yourself more courageous!”

Lan Jingyi was glad that he couldn't move and didn't get curious to take a look. He muttered, "Courage is something that is innate. Some people are born timid. What can we do about it?"

Wei WuXian said, “Are you born with the ability to fly and wield a sword? You can’t just practice and learn. Similarly, you can get used to being scared after being scared. Doesn’t the toilet stink? Isn’t it disgusting? But believe me, you can live in a toilet for a month and still eat in it.”

The young men were horrified and refused in unison: "No! I don't believe it!"

Wei WuXian said, “It’s just an analogy. Okay, I admit, I’ve never lived in a toilet, so I don’t know if I can eat it. I’m just talking nonsense. But you must try this thing outside the door. Not only must you look at it, but you must also look at it carefully, pay attention to its details, and dig out its possible hidden weaknesses from the details in the shortest possible time. Stay calm in times of danger, and look for opportunities to counterattack. Okay, I’ve said so much, do you understand? Most people don’t have the opportunity to listen to my guidance, so cherish it. Don’t retreat, come and line up, and look at them one by one.”

"…Do you really want to see it?"

Wei WuXian said, “Of course, I never joke, and I never tease anyone. Let’s start with JingYi. Jin Ling and SiZhui have both seen it.”

Lan Jingyi said: "Ah? I don't need to do that. People who have been poisoned by corpses cannot be moved. That's what you said."

Wei WuXian: “Stick out your tongue. Ah.”

Lan Jingyi: “Ah.”

Wei WuXian: “Congratulations, your poison has been cured. Be brave and take the first step. Come on!”

Lan Jingyi: "It was solved so quickly?! Are you kidding me?!"

Protesting to no avail, he had no choice but to walk to the window, look once, then look away, then look away. Wei Wuxian knocked on the wooden board and said, "What are you afraid of? I'm standing here, it won't dare to break through this board, and it won't eat your eyeballs."

Lan Jingyi jumped away and said, "I've finished watching!"

Then it was the next person's turn. Everyone made a hissing sound while watching. After everyone had their turn, Wei WuXian said, "Done watching? Then everyone, tell us what details you saw. Let's summarize it."

Jin Ling spoke first: "White pupils. Female. Very short and thin. Not bad looking. Holding a bamboo pole."

Lan Sizhui thought for a moment and said, "This girl is about as tall as my chest. She is dressed in rags and not very neatly, like a street beggar. That bamboo pole seems to be a blind stick. Maybe her white pupils were not formed after her death, but she was a blind person when she was alive."

Wei Wuxian commented: “Jin Ling saw a lot, but Si Zhui saw it in detail.”

Jin Ling curled his lips.

A young man said, "This girl is probably only fifteen or sixteen years old. She has an oval face and is very pretty. She is pretty and energetic. She has long hair pinned up with a wooden hairpin, and a little fox head is carved on the end of the hairpin. She is thin and slender. Although she is not neat, she is not dirty and not annoying. If she tidies up, she will definitely be a lovely beauty."

When Wei WuXian heard this, he immediately felt that this boy had a promising future, and praised him highly: "Not bad, not bad, his observations are meticulous and his approach is unique. This kid will definitely be a romantic man in the future."

The boy blushed, covered his face and turned to the wall, ignoring his companions' laughter. Another boy said, "It seems that the sound of the bamboo stick hitting the ground was made when she was walking. If she was blind when she was alive, she would not be able to see after she died and became a ghost. She must rely on the cane."

Another young man said, "But that's not right. You've all seen blind people, right? Because of their inconvenient eyesight, they walk and move slowly, for fear of bumping into anything. But the ghost outside the door is agile. I've never seen such an agile blind person."

Wei WuXian smiled and said, “Well, you thought of this, very good. That’s how we should analyze things, leaving no doubts unanswered. Then let’s invite her in now and find out the answers to these doubts.”

After saying that, he immediately removed a door panel. Not only the teenagers in the room, but also the ghost outside the window were startled by his sudden action and raised their bamboo poles in alertness.

Wei WuXian greeted the ghost first, then asked, "Miss, you have been following them, is there something wrong?"

The girl's eyes widened. If she were alive, she would have looked extremely cute. However, she had no eyeballs, and two streams of blood and tears flowed from her eye sockets, which made her look even more hideous. Someone behind him gasped, and Wei Wuxian said, "What are you afraid of? You will see blood flowing from seven orifices in the future, so you can't stand two orifices? So I let you practice more."

The girl had been pacing anxiously in front of their window, tapping the ground with a bamboo stick, stamping her feet, glaring, and waving her arms, but now she suddenly changed her actions. She gestured as if she wanted to tell them something. Jin Ling said, "Strange, can't she speak?"

Hearing this, the girl's ghost paused and opened her mouth towards them.

Blood gushed out of her empty mouth. It turned out that her tongue had been pulled out by the roots.

The young men from the noble families got goose bumps all over their bodies, and they all felt sympathy for him: "No wonder he can't speak. He's blind and dumb, so pitiful."

Wei WuXian asked, “Is she using sign language? Does anyone understand?”

No one understood. The girl stamped her feet anxiously and wrote and scratched on the ground with a bamboo stick. But she was obviously not from a scholarly family, and she was illiterate and could not write anything. She drew a bunch of little people in a mess, making it impossible to understand what she wanted to express.

At this moment, from far away on the long street, there was a sound of hurried running and someone breathing.

The girl's ghost suddenly disappeared, but she would probably come back again, so Wei Wuxian was not worried. He quickly replaced the door panel and continued to peek out through the crack in the wood. The other children of the noble families also wanted to see what was happening outside, so they crowded in front of the door, with a row of heads stacked from the top to the bottom, blocking the crack in the door with their sight.

The demonic mist had thinned for a while, but now it was gradually flowing again. A disheveled figure broke out of the white mist and ran towards him.

The man was dressed in black and seemed injured. He stumbled as he ran. A sword hung from his waist, also wrapped in black cloth. Lan Jingyi whispered, "Is it the foggy man?"

Lan Sizhui responded in a low voice: "It shouldn't be. The movement of the misty man is completely different from this person."

A group of zombies followed behind the man, moving very quickly and catching up with him immediately. The man drew his sword to fight, the sword light was clear and cut through the fog, Wei Wuxian cheered in his heart: "Good sword!"

But when the sword swept past, there was another familiar "splash", "splash" sound. Several broken limbs of the walking corpses sprayed black and red powder again. The man was surrounded by them and had nowhere to dodge. He stood there, and was covered in the overwhelming corpse poison powder. Lan Sizhui was frightened and whispered: "Senior Mo, this person, we..."

At this time, a new group of zombies came over and surrounded the man, shrinking smaller and smaller. He swept out with his sword again, exploding more corpse poison powder, and he also inhaled more, and seemed to be unable to stand steadily. Wei Wuxian said: "This man can be saved."

Jin Ling said: "How are you going to save him? We can't go over there now. The sky is full of corpse poison powder. If you get close, you will be poisoned."

After thinking for a while, Wei Wuxian left the window and walked into the main hall. The eyes of the group of young men followed him involuntarily. They saw a group of paper figures with different appearances standing quietly between two large wreaths. Wei Wuxian walked slowly in front of them and stopped in front of a pair of paper figures of women.

Each paper figurine has a different appearance, but this pair seems to be made to look like twin sisters. Their makeup, clothing, and facial features are all carved from the same mold. They have curved eyebrows and smiling faces. It seems as if you can hear their "giggle" laughter. They have double braids, red bead earrings, gold bracelets on their wrists, and embroidered shoes on their feet. They look like maids from a wealthy family.

Wei WuXian said, “Let’s just go with these two.”

He casually swiped a young man's unsheathed sword, leaving a wound on his thumb, and turned around to add two pairs of eyes and four eyeballs to them.

Then, he stepped back, smiled slightly, and said, "The charming eyes are closed in shame, and the red lips are opened with a smile. No matter good or evil, I will call you to come with a touch of my eyes."

A gust of cold wind blew from nowhere and suddenly filled the entire store. The young men involuntarily tightened their swords.

Suddenly, the paper figures of the twin sisters trembled violently.

The next moment, there were really giggles coming out from their bright red lips!

The art of summoning generals with the touch of a finger!

As if they had seen or heard something extremely funny, the pair of paper figures were laughing so hard that their bodies shook with laughter. At the same time, the eyeballs that were painted with the blood of a living person were rolling around in their eye sockets. This scene was extremely charming and extremely eerie. Wei Wuxian stood in front of them, nodded slightly, and bowed his head to them.

In return for the gift, the pair of paper figures bowed to him and gave him a bigger gift in return.

Wei WuXian pointed outside the door and said, “Bring the living people in—other than that, kill them all.”

Sharp, high-pitched laughter came from the mouths of the paper people, a gust of cold wind blew, and the door suddenly opened to both sides!

The two paper figures rushed out side by side and rushed into the encirclement of the zombies. It was hard to imagine that these paper figures could have such fierce killing power. They stepped on exquisite embroidered shoes and waved their light sleeves. With one wave, they cut off an arm of a zombie, and with another wave, they cut off half of its head. The paper sleeves seemed to have turned into sharp blades. The charming laughter kept echoing in the whole long street, making people excited and creepy.

Soon, the fifteen or sixteen walking corpses were all cut into pieces by the pair of paper figures and could not be put together anymore, rolling all over the ground!

The two paper maids won a great victory. They obeyed the order, carried the already exhausted fugitive into the door, and then jumped out of the door, and the door closed automatically. They stood on the left and right, guarding the door like lions guarding the mansion, and fell silent.

Several young men from aristocratic families in the room were dumbfounded.

They had only heard some descriptions of the evil ways in  books and from their predecessors. At that time, they just felt confused: "Since it is an evil way, why do so many people want to learn it? Why does the Yiling Patriarch have so many imitators?" But now that they saw it with their own eyes, they realized that the evil ways have their own magical attractions. Moreover, this is just the tip of the iceberg - "the art of summoning generals by dotting the eyes". Therefore, after most of the teenagers recovered, their faces did not show any rejection, but were full of excitement that they could not hide. They felt that they had gained a lot of knowledge and had new things to talk about with their brothers and sisters when they returned. Only Jin Ling's face was very ugly.

Lan Sizhui went over to help Wei Wuxian to lift the man, but Wei Wuxian said, “Don’t come over here, be careful of getting the corpse poison powder on your skin. You might get poisoned if it gets on your skin.”

When the man was brought in by the paper man, he was already weak and half-conscious. Now he was a little more awake and coughed a few times. He seemed to be worried that the corpse poison powder he coughed out would infect others. He covered his mouth and whispered, "Who are you?"

The voice sounded extremely tired. He asked this question not because he didn't know the people in the house, but because he couldn't see anything.

This man has a thick white bandage wrapped around his eyes. He must be blind.

He was a very good-looking blind man, with a straight nose and thin lips with a light red tint, almost handsome, and he looked very young, between a teenager and a young adult, which was a pity. Wei Wuxian thought: Why have I met so many blind people recently? Those I heard and saw. Those alive and those dead.

Suddenly, Jin Ling said, "Hey, we don't know who this person is yet, whether he's a friend or an enemy, why should we rush to save him? What if he's a bad guy? Wouldn't that mean we've saved a snake?"

That was true, but it was a little awkward for him to be so blunt in front of others. The man was not angry at all, and did not seem to worry about being thrown out. He smiled slightly, revealing a pair of small fangs, and said, "This young master is right. It's better for me to go out."

Jin Ling didn't expect this reaction. He was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say. He just snorted. Lan Sizhui tried to smooth things over, "But this person might not be a bad guy. In any case, it goes against our family motto to watch someone die without helping him."

Jin Ling said stubbornly, "Okay. You are good people. Don't blame me if anyone gets killed."

Lan Jingyi said angrily: "You are..." Before he could finish his words, his tongue got tied.

Because he saw the man's sword leaning against the table. The black cloth wrapped around the sword had slipped off halfway, revealing the blade.

This sword was forged with great craftsmanship. The scabbard was bronze, with hollow frost patterns carved on it. The blade that was revealed through the hollow patterns was like a silver star, gleaming with snowflake-shaped brilliance, with a beauty that was both pure and bright.

Lan Jingyi opened his eyes wide, as if he was about to say something. Although Wei Wuxian didn't know what he was going to say, since this man had covered his sword with a black cloth, he must not want anyone to see it. He instinctively didn't want to alert the enemy, so he stretched out his hand to cover Lan Jingyi's mouth, and at the same time put his index finger in front of his lips, signaling the other young men who also looked surprised to keep quiet.

Jin Ling mouthed two words to him, then reached out and wrote two words on the dusty table:

"Frost Flower".

...Frost Sword?

Wei WuXian asked silently through his mouth: Xiao Xingchen’s——Frost Sword?

Jin Ling and the others nodded in affirmation.

Although these young men had never seen Xiao Xingchen himself, "Shuanghua" was a rare and famous sword. Not only was it powerful in spirit, but it was also beautiful and unique in appearance. It had been included in countless versions of the Fairy Sword Atlas, making it unforgettable. Wei Wuxian thought: If the sword was Shuanghua and I was blind...

A young man also thought of this, and involuntarily touched the bandage on the man's eyes, wanting to remove it and see if the man's eyes were still there. But as soon as his hand touched the bandage, the man's face showed an extremely painful expression, and he stepped back imperceptibly, as if he was very afraid of having his eyes touched by others.

The young man realized that he had lost his composure and quickly withdrew his hand, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I didn't mean it."

The man raised his left hand, which was covered with a thin black glove. He wanted to cover his eyes, but he didn't dare to touch them. The slightest touch would cause him unbearable pain. A thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. He reluctantly said, "It's okay..."

The voice was trembling slightly.

This behavior almost confirms that this person is Xiao Xingchen who disappeared after the Liyang Chang family case.

Xiao Xingchen didn't know that his identity had been discovered yet. He endured the pain and groped for his Frost Flower. Wei Wuxian quickly pulled up the black cloth that had slipped off. He touched Frost Flower and nodded, saying, "Thank you for saving me. I'll go first."

Wei WuXian said, “Don’t leave yet. You’ve been poisoned.”

Xiao Xingchen asked: "Is it serious?"

Wei WuXian said, “It’s very serious.”

Xiao Xingchen said, "Since it's so serious, why bother staying here? It's already incurable anyway, so why not kill a few more zombies before they turn into corpses?"

Hearing that he disregarded life and death, the young men in the room felt their blood boiling. Lan Jingyi couldn't help but blurt out, "Who said there is no cure? You stay! He will cure you!"

Wei Wuxian: “Me? Sorry, are you talking about me?” He was too embarrassed to tell the truth. This Xiao Xingchen had inhaled too much corpse poison powder, his face was faintly black and red, and he was too deeply poisoned. He was afraid that the glutinous rice porridge would no longer work.

Xiao Xingchen said, "I have killed many zombies in this city. They have been following me, and there will be more coming soon. If I stay, you will be overwhelmed by the zombies sooner or later."

Wei WuXian asked: “Sir, do you know why Yicheng has become like this?”

Xiao Xingchen shook his head and said, "I don't know. I'm just a wandering Taoist... I came here when I was wandering, and I learned about the strange phenomena here, so I went into the city to hunt at night. You haven't experienced the number of zombies in the city and their powerful abilities. Some are agile and hard to guard against. After some are killed, corpse poison powder will burst out of their bodies, and if they touch you, you will be poisoned. But if you don't kill them, they will pounce on you and bite you, and the result will be the same. It's really difficult to deal with. From what I heard from you, there are quite a few young masters in there, right? I advise you to leave as soon as possible."

As soon as he finished speaking, the paper sisters' giggling could be heard from outside the door. This time, the laughter was sharper than ever before.