If it was another girl of the same age, she would have screamed on the spot. But Ah Qing had pretended to be blind for so many years, and everyone thought she couldn't see, and often did many things in front of her without warning. She had seen countless ugly things, and had a heart of diamond, so she didn't say a word.

Even so, Wei WuXian still felt the numbness and stiffness coming from her legs and feet.

Xiao Xingchen stood among the corpses of villagers lying all over the ground, sheathed his sword, and said in a focused manner, "There is not a single living person in this village? Are they all zombies?"

Xue Yang smiled, but the voice that came out of his mouth sounded very surprised and puzzled, and a little sad. He said: "Not bad. Fortunately, your sword can automatically guide the corpse qi, otherwise it would be difficult for the two of us to break out of the encirclement."

Xiao Xingchen said, "Let's check the village again. If there are really no living people left, burn these corpses as soon as possible."

As they walked away side by side, Ah Qing's legs finally regained strength. She slipped out from behind the house and walked to the pile of corpses, looking left and right. Wei Wuxian's gaze also followed her drifting.

These villagers were killed by Xiao Xingchen's clean and neat sword piercing their hearts. Suddenly, Wei Wuxian noticed a few familiar faces.

In the previous memories, the three of them went out in the daytime and met a few idlers who were sitting at the intersection of a village playing dice. When they passed the intersection, the idlers looked up and saw a big blind man, a small blind man, and a small lame man, all laughing and gesticulating. Ah Qing spat at them and waved a bamboo pole, but Xiao Xingchen walked past calmly as if he didn't hear anything, and Xue Yang even smiled. But there was no smile in his eyes.

Ah Qing looked through several corpses in succession, and when she lifted their eyelids, she saw that all of them had white pupils, and some of them had corpse spots all over their faces, so she breathed a sigh of relief. But Wei Wuxian's heart sank.

Although these people look like zombies, they are actually living people.

It's just a living person who was infected with corpse poison.

Wei Wuxian also saw traces of purple-red powder near the mouths and noses of several corpses. Those who were too severely poisoned and had become zombies were of course beyond saving, but there were still those who were less poisoned and could still be saved. These villagers were the ones who had just been poisoned. They would have the characteristics of corpses and emit corpse gas, but they could think, speak, and were still alive. As long as they were treated, they could be saved, just like Lan Jingyi and the others at that time. This kind of mistaken killing must not be done, otherwise it would be equivalent to killing a living person.

They could have spoken, identified themselves, and called for help, but the bad thing was that their tongues had all been cut off in advance. The corners of each corpse's mouth were dripping with warm or dried blood.

Although Xiao Xingchen couldn't see, Shuanghua would guide the corpse energy for him. In addition, these villagers had lost their tongues and could only make strange howls that were extremely similar to those of zombies. Therefore, he had no doubt that what he killed were zombies.

He is so cruel and insane that he kills people with borrowed knives. He repays kindness with enmity and is vicious and insidious.

Ah Qing didn't understand the secret. She only knew a rough idea, which was what Xiao Xingchen occasionally mentioned. She murmured, "Could this bad guy really be helping the Taoist priest?"

Wei WuXian thought to himself, “You must not trust Xue Yang just like that!”

Fortunately, Ah Qing had a very sharp intuition. Although she could not find anything strange with her knowledge, she had already been deeply wary of Xue Yang. She instinctively hated this man and could not trust him. Therefore, whenever Xue Yang went out hunting with Xiao Xingchen at night, she would quietly follow him. Even when they lived in the same room, she never let down her guard.

One night, the winter wind was howling, and the three of them were huddled around the broken stove in the small room to keep warm. Xiao Xingchen was mending a basket with a broken corner, while Ah Qing wrapped herself up like a dumpling in the only quilt and rubbed against him. Xue Yang was holding his chin with one hand, doing nothing. Hearing Ah Qing nagging Xiao Xingchen to tell him a story, he said impatiently, "Stop nagging, or your tongue will get tied in a knot."

Ah Qing didn't listen to him at all and demanded, "Master, I want to hear a story!"

Xiao Xingchen said: "No one told me stories when I was a child, how can I tell you?"

Ah Qing kept pestering him and wanted to roll on the ground, so Xiao Xingchen said, "Okay, then I'll tell you a story about a mountain."

Ah Qing asked, "Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and on the mountain there was a temple?"

Xiao Xingchen said, "No, there was an unknown fairy mountain a long time ago. There lived an immortal who had attained enlightenment on the mountain. The immortal had many disciples, but he did not allow them to leave the mountain."

Wei WuXian understood the meaning of this opening the moment he heard it: "Bao Shan San Ren."

Ah Qing asked, "Why are you not allowed to go down the mountain?"

Xiao Xingchen said, "Because the immortal herself does not understand the world below the mountain, that's why she hid in the mountain. She told her disciples that if you want to go down the mountain, then you don't have to come back, and don't bring the disputes of the outside world back to the mountain."

Ah Qing said, "How can you hold it back? There must be some disciples who can't help but sneak down the mountain to play."

Xiao Xingchen said, "Yes. The first one to come down the mountain was a very outstanding disciple. When he first came down the mountain, he was admired and praised by everyone for his great skills, and he became a famous immortal in the righteous way. But later, I don't know what happened to him, his temperament changed drastically, and he suddenly became a demon who killed people without blinking an eye. In the end, he was hacked to death."

The first disciple of Baoshan Sanren who "did not have a good end" was Taoist Yanling.

What happened to Wei Wuxian, the master uncle, after he came down from the mountain and entered the world that caused his personality to change so drastically remains a mystery. I'm afraid no one will know in the future. Xiao Xingchen finished repairing the basket and touched it. After confirming that it would not prick his hand, he put it down and continued, "The second disciple is also an excellent female disciple."

Wei Wuxian felt a warm sensation in his chest.

Cangse Sanren.

Ah Qing asked, "Is she pretty?" Xiao Xingchen said, "I don't know, but I heard she is very pretty." Ah Qing held her face and said, "Then I know. After she came down the mountain, many people must have liked her and wanted to marry her. Then she must have married a high-ranking official or a wealthy family leader! Hehe."

Xiao Xingchen smiled and said, "You guessed wrong. She married a servant of a wealthy family, and they ran away together."

Ah Qing said, "I don't like it. How could an excellent and beautiful fairy be interested in a servant? This kind of story is too vulgar, and it's all made up by those poor and naive bookworms. And then what? How did they live after they left?"

Xiao Xingchen said: "Then they both died accidentally during a night hunt."

Ah Qing said, "What kind of story is this! Not only did she marry a servant, but she also died together with him! I don't want to hear it!"

Wei WuXian thought, “Luckily Xiao XingChen didn’t tell her that these two had given birth to a big evil person that everyone hated, otherwise she might have blamed me.”

Xiao Xingchen said helplessly: "That's why I said at the beginning that I can't tell stories."

Ah Qing said, "Master, you must remember your previous night hunting experiences, right? I love to hear about that! Tell me, what monsters have you fought before?"

Xue Yang had been squinting his eyes, as if he was half listening, but now his eyes narrowed slightly, his pupils contracted, and he glanced sideways at Xiao Xingchen.

Xiao Xingchen said: "That's too much."

Xue Yang suddenly asked, "Really? That Taoist priest also hunted alone at night before?"

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, clearly showing a malicious look, but his voice was full of pure curiosity. After a pause, Xiao Xingchen smiled slightly and said, "No."

Ah Qing became interested: "Who else is there?"

This time, Xiao Xingchen paused for a longer time. After a while, he said, "One of my best friends."

Xue Yang's eyes flickered with a strange light, and the smile on his lips deepened. It seemed that revealing Xingchen's scars could give him a great pleasure. Ah Qing was really curious: "Master, who is your friend? What kind of person is he?"

Xiao Xingchen said calmly: "A sincere gentleman with a noble character."

Hearing this, Xue Yang rolled his eyes in contempt, his lips moved slightly, and he seemed to curse silently, but he pretended to be confused and said, "Then Taoist priest, where is your friend now? Why didn't he come to see you when you are like this?"

Wei WuXian thought to himself, “This is truly a vicious little knife.”

As expected, Xiao Xingchen stopped talking. Although Ah Qing didn't understand what was going on, she seemed to sense something. She held her breath and quietly glanced at Xue Yang. Her teeth itched slightly, as if she wanted to bite him. After a moment of trance, Xiao Xingchen broke the silence and said, "I don't know where he is now. But I hope..."

Before he finished speaking, he patted Ah Qing's head and said, "Okay, let's stop here tonight. I really don't know how to tell stories. It's too difficult."

Ah Qing said obediently: "Oh, okay!"

Unexpectedly, Xue Yang suddenly asked: "How about I tell you a story?"

Ah Qing was feeling disappointed and immediately said, "Okay, okay, tell me."

Xue Yang said leisurely: "Once upon a time there was a little boy.

"This child loves sweets, but because he has no parents and no money, he often cannot eat them. One day, he was sitting in front of a staircase, daydreaming as usual. Across the staircase was a restaurant, and a man was sitting at a table inside. He saw the child and waved him over."

Although the beginning of this story wasn't very good, it was at least much better than Xiao Xingchen's old-fashioned one. If Ah Qing had a pair of rabbit ears, they would definitely stand up at this moment.

Xue Yang continued, "This kid was confused and didn't know what to do. When he saw someone waving at him, he immediately ran over. The man pointed to a plate of snacks on the table and said to him: Do you want to eat?

"Of course he wanted to eat it, and nodded vigorously. So the man gave the child a piece of paper and said: If you want to eat it, take this to a room in a certain place, and I will give it to you after you deliver it.

"The child was very happy because he could get a plate of snacks after running around, and he earned the snacks himself.

"He couldn't read, so he took the paper and sent it to a designated place. When he opened the door, a burly man came out, took the paper, took a look at it, slapped him in the face and made his nose bleed, grabbed his hair and asked: Who told you to send this thing over?"

This child must be Xue Yang himself.

Wei Wuxian could not have imagined that he was so smart now, but when he was young, he was honest and simple-minded. He would do whatever he was told to do. The words written on the paper must not be good. The innkeeper and the burly man probably had some grudges. He did not dare to scold him in person, so he asked a child on the street to deliver a letter to insult him. Such behavior was despicable.

Xue Yang said: "He was scared and pointed in a direction. The burly man held his hair all the way back to the restaurant. The man had already run away. The unfinished snacks on the table were also taken away by the waiter in the restaurant. The burly man was furious and overturned several tables in the restaurant, and left cursing.

"The child was very anxious. He had run around, been beaten, and had his hair pulled all the way. His scalp was almost pulled out. He couldn't bear not having snacks. So he asked the waiter with tears in his eyes: Where are my snacks? Where are the snacks that were promised to be given to me?"

Xue Yang said with a smile: "The clerk's shop was smashed and he was furious. He slapped the kid out of the door a few times, making his ears buzz. He got up and walked for a while. Guess what? What a coincidence, he ran into the man who asked him to deliver the letter."

At this point, he stopped talking. Ah Qing was listening intently and urged, "Then what? How did it go?"

Xue Yang said: "What else can I do? I'll just get slapped and kicked a few more times."

Ah Qing said, "Is this you? You are the one who likes sweets! Why were you like this when you were a kid? If it were me, I would spit in his food and tea first, and then beat him up..." She danced with joy and almost hit Xiao Xingchen who was standing beside her. Xiao Xingchen hurriedly said, "Alright, alright, we've finished the story, let's go to bed."

Ah Qing was carried into the coffin by him. She was still beating her chest and stamping her feet in anger: "Oh! Your two stories really make me angry! One is so boring and the other is so annoying! My god, that man who asked someone to deliver the letter is so annoying! I am so frustrated!"

Xiao Xingchen tucked the quilt in for her, walked a few steps, and asked, "What happened next?"

Xue Yang said: "Guess? There is no later, and your story didn't continue."

Xiao Xingchen said: "No matter what happened later, since you are safe now, there is no need to dwell too much on the past."

Xue Yang said: "I am not dwelling on the past. It's just that the little blind man stole my candies every day and ate them all. I couldn't help but think of the time when I couldn't have them."

Ah Qing kicked the coffin hard and protested, "Master, don't listen to his nonsense! I didn't eat much at all!"

Xiao Xingchen smiled softly and said, "Let's all take a rest."

Xue Yang did not follow him tonight, and Xiao Xingchen went out hunting alone. Ah Qing lay quietly in the coffin without moving, but she kept her eyes open and could not fall asleep.

When the sky was just getting light, Xiao Xingchen walked in quietly.

When he passed by the coffin, he reached his hand in. Ah Qing closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. She opened her eyes only after Xiao Xingchen left the funeral home. She saw a small candy next to the straw pillow.

She stuck her head out and looked into the dormitory. Xue Yang was also awake, sitting at the table, thinking about something.

A piece of candy lay quietly on the edge of the table.

After the fireside chat that night, Xiao Xingchen gave each of them a candy every day. Ah Qing was naturally very happy, but Xue Yang neither thanked her nor refused. This attitude made Ah Qing unhappy for several days.

Xiao Xingchen was responsible for the food and lodging of the three people in Yicheng. He was blind and couldn't choose vegetables, and he was embarrassed to bargain with people. It was fine if he met kind vendors when he went out alone, but the vendors he met often deliberately took advantage of his blindness, either by underweighting or not having fresh vegetables. Xiao Xingchen himself didn't care much, or he didn't pay much attention to it at all, but Ah Qing was furious and wanted to go shopping with Xiao Xingchen to settle accounts with those unscrupulous vendors. But she could see it but couldn't show it, and she didn't dare to throw a tantrum and overturn other people's stalls in front of Xiao Xingchen. At this time, Xue Yang came in handy. He was a gangster, sharp-eyed and vicious-mouthed. As long as he followed him out, if he wanted to buy something, he would first come up and shamelessly cut the price in half. If the other party agreed, he would push it even further, and if he didn't agree, he would show a fierce look in his eyes, which made the vendors think that this person was willing to pay, so they didn't care about how much he gave, and quickly let him go. I guess when Xue Yang was rampant in Kuizhou and Lanling, he never paid for anything he wanted. Ah Qing vented her anger and praised him a few times. Plus the sweet candy she gave her every day, Ah Qing and Xue Yang maintained a delicate peace for a while.

But she could not let go of her vigilance towards Xue Yang, and this little peace was often quickly suppressed by many doubts and complaints.

One day, Ah Qing was playing blind on the street again. She had played this game all her life and never got tired of it. As she was walking back and forth tapping the bamboo pole, suddenly, a voice came from behind her: "Little girl, if you can't see, don't walk so fast."

This was a young man's voice, and it sounded a little cold. Ah Qing turned around and saw a tall Taoist in black standing a few feet behind her. He had a long sword on his back, a whisk in his arm, and his clothes fluttering. He stood very straight, with a sense of pride and aloofness.

This face belongs to Song Lan.

Ah Qing tilted her head. Song Lan had already walked over. He put his whisk on her shoulder and led her to the side, saying, "There are few people on this side of the road."

Wei WuXian thought to himself, “As expected of Xiao XingChen’s friend. A so-called good friend must be someone with similar personalities and characters.”

Ah Qing burst out laughing and said, "Ah Qing thanks you, Taoist Priest!"

Song Lan took back the whisk and put it back in his arm. He glanced at her and said, "Don't play around. There's a lot of yin energy here. Don't linger outside after sunset."

Ah Qing said: "Okay!"

Song Lan nodded and continued walking forward. Ah Qing couldn't help but turn her head to look at him. She saw him walk for a while, stop a passerby, and say, "Please stay. Excuse me, has anyone seen a blind Taoist carrying a sword around here?"

Ah Qing immediately listened attentively. The passerby said, "I'm not sure, Taoist priest, why don't you go ask someone in the front."

Song Lan said: "Thank you."

Ah Qing walked over, tapping the bamboo pole, and said, "Master, what do you want to do with that master?"

Song Lan turned around suddenly: "Have you seen this person?"

Ah Qing said, "I seem to have seen it, but I also seem not to have seen it."

Song Lan asked: "How can I meet him?"

Ah Qing said, "If you answer me a few questions, I might have seen him before. Are you a friend of that Taoist priest?"

Song Lan was stunned for a while before saying, "...Yes."

Wei WuXian wondered, “Why is he hesitating?”

Ah Qing also felt that his answer was forced, and she became suspicious, and asked again: "Do you really know him? How tall is the Taoist priest? Is he handsome or ugly? What does his sword look like?"

Song Lan immediately said, "He is about the same height as me, with a very good appearance, and his sword is engraved with frost flowers."

Seeing that he answered exactly, and didn't look like a bad guy, Ah Qing said, "I know where he is, Taoist priest, please come with me!"

Song Lan must have been looking for his friend for many years and was disappointed countless times. Now he finally got the news. For a moment, he couldn't believe it and tried to stay calm and said, "...Thank you...thank you..."

Ah Qing led him to the neighborhood of the charity cemetery, but Song Lan stayed far away. Ah Qing asked, "What's the matter? Why don't you go over there?"

For some reason, Song Lan's face turned extremely pale, staring at the gate of the charity cemetery, as if he wanted to rush in, but didn't dare. The aloof and cold look he had just had was long gone. Wei Wuxian thought to himself, "Could it be that he is afraid of being close to home?"

He was finally about to go in, but unexpectedly, a leisurely figure walked in the gate of the charity cemetery before him.

As soon as he saw the figure clearly, Song Lan's face turned from pale to ashen in an instant!

A burst of laughter rang out from the charity cemetery, and Ah Qing snorted, "The annoying guy is back."

Song Lan asked: "Who is he? Why is he here?"

Ah Qing groaned, "He's a bad guy. He didn't tell me his name, so who knows who he is? He was rescued by the Taoist priest. He keeps pestering me all day long. I hate him so much!"

Song Lan's face was filled with shock and anger, and his face was pale and blue. After a moment, he said, "Don't make a sound!"

Ah Qing was frightened by his expression and remained silent. The two of them walked silently to the outside of the charity cemetery, one standing by the window and the other lying under the window. In the charity cemetery, Xiao Xingchen said, "Whose turn is it today?"

The moment she heard this voice, Song Lan's hands were shaking so much that even A Qing could see it clearly.

Xue Yang said: "How about we not take turns from now on? Let's try another method."

Xiao Xingchen said: "Now it's your turn, you have something to say. What's the alternative?"

Xue Yang said: "Here, there are two small branches. If you pull the longer one, don't go. If you pull the shorter one, go. How do you think?"

After a moment of silence, Xue Yang laughed and said, "You're short, I win, you go!"

Xiao Xingchen said helplessly: "Okay, I'll go."

He seemed to stand up and walk out the door. Wei WuXian thought, "Great, come out quickly. It would be best if Song Lan grabbed him and ran away as soon as he came out!"

Unexpectedly, after walking a few steps, Xue Yang said, "Come back. I'll go."

Xiao Xingchen asked, "Why are you willing to go again?"

Xue Yang also stood up and said, "Are you stupid? I just lied to you. I drew the short one, but I already had another longest twig hidden. No matter which one you drew, I can take out a longer one. I just took advantage of you because you couldn't see it."

After teasing Xiao Xingchen for a few words, he leisurely carried a basket and walked out the door. Ah Qing looked up and looked at Song Lan, who was trembling all over, wondering why he was so angry. Song Lan signaled her to be quiet, and the two walked away quietly. He then began to ask Ah Qing: "This person, Xing... When did the Taoist priest save him?"

His tone was serious. Ah Qing knew that this was a serious matter, so she also answered in a serious tone: "It's been a long time since I saved him. Almost a few years."

Song Lan asked, "That Taoist priest never knew who this person was?"

Ah Qing said, "I don't know."

Song Lan asked, "What did this person do next to that Taoist priest?"

Ah Qing said, "You talk nonsense, bully me and scare me. And...oh, and go hunting at night with the Taoist priest!"

Song Lan's eyebrows furrowed, and she felt that Xue Yang would not be so kind: "Night hunting? Night hunting what? Do you know?"

Ah Qing didn't dare to be careless. After thinking for a while, he said, "There was a period of time before when I often hunted walking corpses. Now I only hunt ghosts and livestock that are causing trouble."

Song Lan questioned him carefully, and he seemed to feel that something was wrong, but he couldn't find any clues. He asked, "Does the Taoist priest have a good relationship with him?"

Although she was reluctant to admit it, Ah Qing still confessed: "I feel that the Taoist priest is not very happy alone... He finally has a companion... So, it seems that he likes to listen to the bad guy's jokes..."

Song Lan's face was filled with dark clouds, filled with anger and reluctance. In the chaos, there was only one message, clear as day:

Xiao Xingchen must not be allowed to know about this!

He said, "Don't tell that Taoist priest anything unnecessary."

After that, he chased after Xue Yang with a gloomy face. Ah Qing asked, "Master, are you going to beat that bad guy?"

Song Lan had already chased him for a long distance. Wei WuXian thought, "He's not just going to fight, he's going to skin Xue Yang alive!"

Xue Yang went out with a basket of vegetables. Ah Qing knew which way he would go to buy vegetables, so she took a shortcut and ran through a forest, running like the wind, her chest pounding. After chasing for a while, she finally saw Xue Yang in front of her. He was carrying a basket in one hand, which was filled with vegetables, radishes, steamed buns, etc. He was walking lazily and yawning, and it seemed that he was back from buying vegetables.

Ah Qing was used to hiding and eavesdropping, so she crouched in the bushes beside the woods and moved with him. Suddenly, Song Lan's cold voice came from the front: "Xue Yang."

It was as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on him, or as if someone had slapped him in the face and woke him up from his sleep. Xue Yang's expression instantly became extremely ugly.

Song Lan came out from behind a tree, his long sword drawn and held in his hand, with the tip of the sword pointing diagonally at the ground.

Xue Yang pretended to be surprised: "Oh, isn't this Taoist Priest Song? What a rare guest. Are you here to eat with me?"

Song Lan thrust his sword forward, but Xue Yang shook out a disaster-reducing spell from his sleeve and blocked the attack. He stepped back a few steps, put the basket of vegetables next to a tree, and said, "Damn Taoist priest, I came out to buy vegetables on a whim, and you come to ruin the mood!"

Song Lan was furious, and threatened with every move, shouting, "What the hell are you doing? What do you want to do by staying close to Xiao Xingchen for so long?"

Xue Yang smiled and said, "I was wondering why Taoist Song was holding back. So this is what you wanted to ask."

Song Lan shouted angrily: "Speak! A scum like you, would be so kind as to help him hunt at night?!"

The sword energy passed by, leaving a wound on Xue Yang's face. He was not surprised and said, "Master Song actually knows me so well!"

One of them is an orthodox Taoist, and the other is a wild one trained by killing and arson. Song Lan's swordsmanship is obviously more refined than Xue Yang's. He pierced Xue Yang's arm with one sword: "Speak!"

If this matter was not so disturbing that he had to ask for clarification, he would have stabbed his neck instead of his arm. Xue Yang was stabbed, but he said calmly, "Do you really want to hear it? I'm afraid you'll go crazy. Some things are better left unsaid."

Song Lan said coldly: "Xue Yang, my patience with you is limited!"

With a clang, Xue Yang parried the sword that was stabbing at his eyes and said, "Okay, this is what you insisted on hearing. Do you know what your good Taoist friend and good friend did? He killed a lot of zombies. He killed demons and eliminated monsters without asking for anything in return. It's so touching. Although he dug out his eyes for you and became blind, fortunately Shuanghua will automatically guide the corpse qi for him. What's even better is that I found that as long as the tongues of those who have been poisoned by corpses are cut off so that they cannot speak, Shuanghua will not be able to tell the difference between the living and the dead, so..."

He explained in great detail, and Song Lan was shaking from his hands to his sword: "You beast... a beast worse than an animal..."

Xue Yang said, "Master Song, sometimes I feel that well-educated people like you are at a disadvantage when you curse others, because you keep repeating the same few words, without any originality or lethality. I haven't used these two words to curse people since I was seven years old."

Song Lan was furious and stabbed his throat with another sword: "You took advantage of his blindness and deceived him so much!"

The sword was so fast and fierce that Xue Yang barely managed to avoid it, but his shoulder blade was still pierced. He seemed to feel nothing, without even frowning, and said, "He's blind? Taoist Song, don't forget, he became blind because of who he dug out his eyes for?"

Hearing this, Song Lan's expression and movements froze.

Xue Yang continued, "What position do you use to condemn me? Friend? Do you have the nerve to say that you are Xiao Xingchen's friend? Hahahaha, Taoist Song, do you need me to remind you, what did you say to Xiao Xingchen after I massacred Baixue Temple? He was worried about you and came to help you. What was your expression at that time? What did you say to him?"

Song Lan was in a state of confusion. He said, "I! I was..."

Xue Yang directly blocked his attack: "Were you angry and angry at that time? In pain? Sad? Feeling upset? So you took your anger out on him? To be fair, I did massacre your temple because of him, so it's understandable that you took your anger out on him, and it's exactly what I wanted."

Every word hits the mark!

Xue Yang pressed forward with both hands and words, his sword strikes became more and more calm, and more and more vicious and cunning, and he had already gained the upper hand, but Song Lan was completely unaware of this. Xue Yang said, "Alas! Who was it that said 'never to see each other again'? Wasn't it you, Taoist Song? He followed your request, dug out his eyes for you, and then disappeared from in front of you. Why did you come here now? Aren't you embarrassing me, Taoist Xiao Xingchen, don't you think so?"

Hearing this, Song Lan was startled, and the sword force froze!

He was fooled by such a low-level trick. It can only be said that Xue Yang had completely disrupted his mind and pace. How could Xue Yang miss such a great opportunity? He raised his hand and scattered corpse poison powder all over the sky.

No one had ever seen this kind of carefully refined corpse poison powder before, including Song Lan, who inhaled several mouthfuls after sprinkling it. He immediately knew that something bad was going to happen and started coughing. Xue Yang's disaster had been waiting for a long time, and the tip of his sword flashed with cold light, and suddenly rushed into his mouth!

Instantly, Wei Wuxian's eyes went dark. Ah Qing was so frightened that she closed her eyes.

But he already knew it. It was at this time that Song Lan's tongue was cut off by the disaster.

That sound was horrible.

Ah Qing's eyes were hot, but she gritted her teeth and didn't make any sound. She trembled and opened her eyes. Song Lan barely supported his body with the sword, and covered his mouth with his other hand. Blood kept pouring out from between his fingers.

Song Lan was suddenly attacked by Xue Yang and had his tongue cut off. He was in so much pain that he could hardly walk. However, he still pulled the sword out of the ground and staggered towards Xue Yang. Xue Yang dodged it easily with a sly smile on his face.

The next moment, Wei WuXian knew why he smiled like that.

The silver light of Frost pierced into Song Lan's chest and came out from his back.

Song Lan lowered his head and looked at the Frost Sword that pierced his heart, then slowly raised his head and saw Xiao Xingchen holding a long sword with a calm expression.

Xiao Xingchen was completely unaware and asked, "Are you there?"

Song Lan moved her lips silently.

Xue Yang smiled and said, "I'm here. Why are you here?"

Xiao Xingchen drew out Shuanghua, sheathed the sword, and said, "Shuanghua is different. I'll follow your instructions and take a look." He was surprised, "I haven't seen a zombie in this area for a long time. It's a lone one. Did it come from somewhere else?"

Song Lan slowly knelt in front of Xiao Xingchen.

Xue Yang looked down at him and said, "Yeah. You yelled really loudly."

At this time, as long as Song Lan handed his sword to Xiao Xingchen, Xiao Xingchen would know who he was. He would know who his good friend was just by touching his sword.

However, Song Lan could no longer do this. Hand the sword to Xiao Xingchen and tell him who he had killed with his own hands?

Xue Yang had calculated this point, so he was fearless. He said, "Let's go back and cook. I'm hungry."

Xiao Xingchen asked, "Have you bought the food?"

Xue Yang said, "I've bought it. It's unlucky to encounter something like this on the way back."

Xiao Xingchen went ahead. Xue Yang patted the wounds on his shoulder and arm and picked up the basket again. When he passed in front of Song Lan, he smiled slightly, lowered his head, and said to him, "There's no share for you."

After Xue Yang had walked quite far away, and was probably already back to the charity cemetery with Xiao Xingchen, Ah Qing stood up from behind the bushes.

She had been squatting for so long that her legs were numb. She limped along with her bamboo stick and walked tremblingly to Song Lan's kneeling, stiff body.

Song Lan died with his eyes open. Ah Qing was frightened by his wide-open eyes. Then she saw the blood gushing out of his mouth, flowing down his jaw onto his clothes and the ground. Tears rolled down her eyes.

Ah Qing stretched out her hand fearfully, helped Song Lan close his eyes, knelt in front of him, clasped her hands and said, "Master, please don't blame me or that master. I would die if I came out, I could only hide and couldn't save you. That master was deceived by that bad guy, he didn't mean to do it, he didn't know he was going to kill you!"

She sobbed and said, "I am going back now. Your spirit in heaven, please bless me to rescue Taoist Xiao Xingchen, and bless us to escape from the clutches of that devil, so that that living monster Xue Yang will die a miserable death, be torn into pieces, and never be reincarnated!"

After saying that, he bowed several times, kowtowed three times, wiped his face vigorously a few times, stood up, encouraged himself, and walked towards Yicheng.

When she returned to the charity cemetery, it was already late. Xue Yang was sitting at the table peeling apples, which he had peeled into the shape of rabbits. He looked very happy. Anyone who saw him would think that he was a naughty boy, and would never guess what he had just done. Xiao Xingchen brought out a plate of vegetables and said, "Ah Qing, where did you go to play today? You came back so late."

Xue Yang glanced at her, and suddenly his eyes sparkled, and he said, "What's wrong? Her eyes are swollen."

Xiao Xingchen hurried over and asked, "What's the matter? Who bullied you?"

Xue Yang asked: "Bully her? Who can bully her?"

Although he was smiling, he was obviously suspicious. Suddenly, Ah Qing threw the bamboo pole and burst into tears.

She cried with snot and tears, gasping for breath, and threw herself into Xiao Xingchen's arms and said, "Wow, am I ugly? Am I ugly? Taoist priest, tell me, am I really ugly?"

Xiao Xingchen touched her head and said, "No, Ah Qing is so beautiful. Who said you are ugly?"

Xue Yang said disdainfully: "It's so ugly, and it's even uglier when she cries."

Xiao Xingchen rebuked him: "Don't be like this."

Ah Qing cried even harder, stamping her feet and saying, "Master, you can't see! What's the point of you saying I'm beautiful? You must be lying to me! He can see, and he said I'm ugly, so it seems I really am ugly! Ugly and blind!"

When she made such a fuss, the two of them naturally thought that she was called "ugly" or "blind" by some kid outside today, and she felt wronged. Xue Yang said disdainfully: "You come back crying just because I told you you're ugly? Where's your usual arrogance gone?"

Ah Qing said, "You are the one who splashed! Taoist priest, do you have any money left?"

After a pause, Xiao Xingchen said awkwardly, "Well...it seems there is more."

Xue Yang interrupted: "I have it, I'll lend it to you."

Ah Qing spat, "You've lived and eaten with us for so long, and you still have to borrow money when we spend some! You idiot! Do you have any shame! Taoist priest, I want to buy some beautiful clothes and jewelry, can you accompany me?"

Wei WuXian thought, “So he wanted to lure Xiao XingChen out. But what if Xue Yang wants to follow him? ”

Xiao Xingchen said: "Of course you can, but I can't help you see if it's suitable."

Xue Yang interrupted again: "I'll help her."

Ah Qing jumped up and almost hit Xiao Xingchen's chin: "I don't care, I don't care! I just want you to accompany me, I don't want him to follow me, he will only say that I am ugly! He calls me a little blind man!"

She had been acting unreasonable from time to time for a long time, and they were used to it. Xue Yang gave her a grimace, and Xiao Xingchen said, "Okay, how about tomorrow."

Ah Qing said: "I want it tonight!"

Xue Yang said, "If you go out tonight, the market will be closed. Where can you buy it?"

Ah Qing had no choice but to say, "Okay! Then tomorrow! It's a deal!"

After failing to make a fuss about leaving, Xue Yang would surely get suspicious again, so Ah Qing had no choice but to give up and sit at the table to eat. Although she performed the previous part exactly as usual, very naturally, her lower abdomen was always tense and extremely nervous. Even at this moment, the hand holding the bowl was still shaking. Xue Yang sat on her left hand side, glancing at her, and Ah Qing's calves tensed again. She was so scared that she couldn't eat, so she pretended to be angry and had no appetite. She ate a mouthful and spit out a mouthful, poked the bowl hard, and muttered a few curses: "You damn bitch, you stinky girl, I don't think you are any better. Bitch!"

The other two listened to her scolding the non-existent "stinky girl". Xue Yang rolled his eyes, while Xiao Xingchen said, "Don't waste food."

Xue Yang's gaze shifted from Ah Qing to Xiao Xingchen's face across from him. Wei Wuxian thought, "It's not unreasonable that the little hooligan could imitate Xiao Xingchen so well. After all, they sit opposite each other every day, so there are plenty of opportunities to study him carefully."

Xiao Xingchen was completely unaware of the two gazes cast upon his face. After all, he was the only truly blind person in this room.

After finishing the meal, Xiao Xingchen cleared the dishes and went in. Ah Qing was also fidgeting and wanted to sneak in with him, but Xue Yang suddenly called her, "Ah Qing."

Ah Qing's heart suddenly jumped, and even Wei Wuxian could feel her scalp exploding.

She said: "Why did you suddenly call my name!"

Xue Yang said: "Didn't you say you don't like me calling you blind boy?"

Ah Qing snorted, "If you're being nice to someone for no reason, you're either a traitor or a thief! What on earth do you want to do?"

Xue Yang smiled and said, "Nothing, just teaching you what to do next time you get scolded."

Ah Qing said: "Oh, tell me, what should we do?"

Xue Yang said: "If someone calls you ugly, you can make her even uglier. Cut her face with seventeen or eighteen knives, so that she will never dare to go out and see people again in her life. If someone calls you blind, you can sharpen one end of your bamboo pole and poke it into her eyes, so that she will become blind. Do you think she will dare to say such a bad thing again?"

Ah Qing was horrified and pretended that he was scaring her, saying, "You're scaring me again!"

Xue Yang snorted, "Just think of it as a bluff." After that, he pushed the plate of rabbit apples in front of her and said, "Eat it."

Looking at the plate of cute little rabbit apples with red skin and golden flesh, waves of nausea spread through Ah Qing and Wei Wuxian's hearts.

The next day, Ah Qing asked Xiao Xingchen to take her out to buy beautiful clothes and rouge and powder early in the morning. Xue Yang said dissatisfiedly: "If you leave, then I have to buy the food today?"

Ah Qing said, "What if you buy it once? The Taoist has bought it so many times! You are the only one who plays tricks every day and refuses to pay and bullies the Taoist!"

Xue Yang said: "Yes, yes, yes. I'll go buy it. I'll go now."

After he left, Xiao Xingchen asked, "Ah Qing, are you not ready yet? Can we go now?"

Ah Qing made sure Xue Yang had gone far away before coming in, closing the door, and asking in a trembling voice, "Master, do you know a man named Xue Yang?"