Xiao Xingchen's smile froze.

The words "Xue Yang" were a huge blow to him. His face was originally pale, and when he heard this name, the color faded away in an instant, and his lips almost turned pink.

Unsure, Xiao Xingchen whispered: "...Xue Yang?"

He suddenly woke up: "Ah Qing, how did you know this name?"

Ah Qing said: "This Xue Yang is the guy next to us! He's the bad guy!"

Xiao Xingchen said in a daze: "Those around us? ...Those around us..."

He shook his head, as if he was a little dizzy, and asked, "How did you know?"

Ah Qing said: "I heard he killed someone!"

Xiao Xingchen asked: "He killed someone? Who did he kill?"

Ah Qing said, "A woman! She sounded very young, and she must be carrying a sword. This Xue Yang also had a sword hidden, because I heard them fighting, and there were loud bangs. The woman called him 'Xue Yang', and said he 'slaughtered the temple', 'killed people and set fires', and 'anyone can kill him'. My God, this person is a murderer! He has been hiding next to us, and I don't know what he wants to do!"

Ah Qing didn't sleep all night, and she had been making up lies all night. First of all, she must not let the Taoist know that he killed a living person as a zombie, and she must not let him know that he killed Song Lan with his own hands. So, even though she felt sorry for Taoist Song, she would never reveal the death of Taoist Song. It would be best if Xiao Xingchen could find out Xue Yang's identity and run away quickly, and run away as far as possible!

But this news was too hard to accept, and it sounded ridiculous at first. Xiao Xingchen just felt it was incredible: "But the voice is wrong. And..."

Ah Qing was so anxious that she kept poking the bamboo pole: "The voice is wrong, he pretended to be so! He was afraid that you would recognize him!" Suddenly, she had an idea and jumped up and said: "Oh, that's right! That's right! He has nine fingers! Taoist priest, do you know? Does Xue Yang have nine fingers? You must have seen it before!"

Xiao Xingchen couldn't stand still for a moment.

Ah Qing quickly supported him, helped him to the table, and slowly sat him down. After a long while, Xiao Xingchen finally said, "But Ah Qing, how do you know he has nine fingers? Have you touched his hand? But if he is really Xue Yang, how could he let you touch his left hand and let you discover his defect?"

Ah Qing gritted her teeth and said, "...Master! I'm telling you the truth! I'm not blind, I can see it! I didn't touch it, I saw it!"

The thunder was louder than the last, and Xiao Xingchen was slightly confused: "What did you say? Can you see it?"

Ah Qing was scared, but she couldn't hide it anymore, and apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, Taoist priest, I didn't mean to lie to you! I was afraid that you would not let me follow you after you knew I was not blind, and I was afraid that you would chase me away! But don't blame me now, let's run together. He will be back after buying vegetables!"

Suddenly, she shut her mouth.

The bandage wrapped around Xiao Xingchen's eyes was originally snow-white, but at this moment, two pools of blood were seeping out of it, and more and more blood seeped out, gradually seeping through the cloth and flowing down from the eye sockets.

Ah Qing screamed, "Master, you are bleeding!"

Xiao Xingchen seemed to have just realized it, and he uttered a soft "Ah", raised his hand to touch his face, and felt blood all over his hand. Ah Qing's hand trembled as she helped him wipe it, and the more she wiped, the more blood came out. Xiao Xingchen raised his hand and said, "I'm fine... I'm fine."

Previously, the wound on his eye would bleed whenever he thought too much or was overly emotional, but it hadn't recurred for a long time, and Wei Wuxian thought it had healed. Who knew, it would bleed again today.

Xiao Xingchen murmured, "But...but if it was really Xue Yang, how could this happen? Why didn't he kill me right from the start, and stayed by my side for several years? How could this be Xue Yang?"

Ah Qing said, "How could he not want to kill you at first? I saw the look in his eyes, it was fierce and scary! But he was injured and couldn't move, he needed someone to take care of him! I don't know him. If I knew him, I would know he was a murderer. When he was lying in the bushes, I would stab him to death with a bamboo pole! Taoist priest, let's run! Okay?"

Wei WuXian sighed in his heart, “It’s impossible. If I don’t tell Xiao XingChen, he will continue to get along with Xue Yang like this. If I tell Xiao XingChen, he will never run away like this. He will have to confront Xue Yang face to face. There is no solution to this.”

Sure enough, after Xiao Xingchen managed to calm down, he said, "Ah Qing, you can go now."

His voice was slightly hoarse, and Ah Qing said a little fearfully: "I leave? Taoist priest, let's go together!"

Xiao Xingchen shook his head and said, "I can't leave. I have to find out what he wants to do. He must have a purpose, and most likely he has been disguised as someone else and stayed by my side for the past few years just to achieve this goal. If I leave and leave him alone here, I'm afraid so many people in Yicheng will fall victim to his murderous hands. Xue Yang has always been like this."

This time, Ah Qing's crying was no longer fake. She threw the bamboo pole aside, hugged Xiao Xingchen's thigh and said, "I leave? Taoist priest, how can I leave alone? I want to go with you. If you don't leave, I won't leave either. At worst, we will be killed by him together. Anyway, I will die alone sooner or later outside. If you don't want me to be like this, let's run away together!"

Unfortunately, after her secret that she was not blind was exposed, this trick of pretending to be pitiful was no longer effective. Xiao Xingchen said: "Ah Qing, you can see and you are smart. I believe you can live a good life. You don't understand how terrible Xue Yang is. You can't stay, and you must never get close to him again."

Even Wei Wuxian could hear Ah Qing's inner scream: "I know! I know how scary he is!"

But she couldn't open her mouth to tell the whole truth!

Suddenly, a sound of brisk footsteps came from a distance.

Xue Yang is back!

Xiao Xingchen raised his head in shock, regaining his sharp state as he did when hunting at night, and suddenly pulled Ah Qing closer, whispering, "When he comes in later, I'll deal with him, and you take the opportunity to run away immediately. Be obedient!"

Ah Qing was so scared that she nodded randomly with tears in her eyes. Xue Yang kicked the door and said, "What are you doing? I'm back, are you still here? If you haven't left, then unbolt the door and let me in. I'm so tired."

Just listening to the voice and tone, he looks like a boy next door, a lively junior apprentice. But who would have thought that at this moment, the person standing outside the door is a cruel and insane evil, a devil wearing a handsome human skin, walking like a human, and speaking like a human!

The door was not locked, but bolted from the inside. If he didn't open the door, Xue Yang would definitely get suspicious. If he entered the door again, he would definitely be wary. Ah Qing wiped her face and cursed, "What a tired ghost! It's a long way to buy vegetables, and you're tired after walking a few steps?! If my sister takes a while to change two clothes, will it cost you a piece of meat?!"

Xue Yang said disdainfully: "How many clothes do you have? They are all the same no matter how many times you change them. Open the door."

Ah Qing's calves were shaking, but she said in a strong voice, "Bah! I won't open it for you. If you have the guts, kick it!"

Xue Yang laughed and said, "You said that. Taoist priest, go and fix the door later, don't blame me."

After saying that, he kicked the wooden door open, stepped over the high threshold, and entered the house, holding a full basket of vegetables in one hand and a bright red apple in the other. He took a bite and lowered his head to see the Frost Sword blade piercing his abdomen.

The vegetable basket fell to the ground, and the vegetables, radishes, apples, and steamed buns inside rolled all over the floor.

Xiao Xingchen shouted in a low voice: "Ah Qing, run!"

Ah Qing ran out of the gate of the charity cemetery. She ran wildly on the road for a while, then immediately changed her route and tiptoed back to the charity cemetery, crawling to the hidden place that she was most familiar with and where she often eavesdropped. This time, she even stuck out half of her head to peek into the house.

Xiao Xingchen asked coldly: "Is it fun?"

Xue Yang took a bite of the apple that was still in his hand, chewed it slowly for a while, swallowed the flesh, and then said, "It's fun. How can it not be fun?"

He returned to his natural voice.

Xiao Xingchen asked, "What on earth do you want to do in the past few years that you have been by my side?"

Xue Yang said: "Who knows. Maybe he's just bored."

Xiao Xingchen drew out Shuanghua and was about to stab with his sword again. Xue Yang said, "Master Xiao Xingchen, I haven't finished my story yet. You don't want to hear the second half now, right?"

Xiao Xingchen said: "I don't want to."

Although he refused, he turned his head slightly and froze his sword. Xue Yang said, "But I want to say it. After I've said it, if you still think it's my fault, you can do whatever you want."

He casually wiped the wound on his abdomen, pressed it to prevent it from bleeding too much, and said: "The child saw the man who tricked him into delivering the letter. He felt wronged and happy. He cried and rushed to tell him: The letter was delivered, but the snacks were gone, and I was beaten. Can you give me another plate?

"And the man seemed to have just been caught and beaten by the burly man, with injuries on his face. He then saw the dirty kid hugging his legs, and he got so annoyed that he kicked him away.

"He got on the cart and told the driver to leave immediately. The child got up from the ground and kept running after the cart. He wanted to eat the plate of sweet snacks so much that he finally caught up with the cart and waved in front of the cart to ask them to stop. The man was annoyed by his crying, so he snatched the whip from the driver's hand and hit him on the head, knocking him to the ground."

He said word by word: "Then, the wheels rolled over the child's hands one by one!"

Regardless of whether Xiao Xingchen could see it or not, Xue Yang raised his left hand to him: "Seven years old! All the bones in his left hand were broken, and one of his fingers was crushed into a pool of mud on the spot! This man is Chang Ping's father.

"Master Xiao Xingchen, when you arrested me and brought me to the Golden Scale Tower, you were so righteous! You accused me of killing an entire family just because of a small grudge. If my fingers weren't on your body, you wouldn't feel pain! You don't know what it feels like to have a heart-wrenching scream coming out of your own mouth! Why did I kill his entire family? Why don't you ask him why he came to tease me for no reason?! The Xue Yang of today is thanks to Chang Ci'an of the past! The Chang family of Liyang is just reaping what they have sown!"

Xiao Xingchen said in disbelief: "Chang Ci'an cut off one of your fingers. If you want revenge, you can just cut off one of his fingers. If you really can't bear the grudge, you can break two of his fingers, or ten! Or even just chop off one of his arms! Why do you have to kill the whole family? Do you want to pay for your one finger with more than fifty lives?"

Xue Yang actually thought about it seriously, as if he found his question very strange, and said: "Of course. The finger is yours, but the life belongs to someone else. No matter how many people you kill, it won't be worth it. There are only more than fifty people, how can they be worth one of my fingers?"

Xiao Xingchen was so angry at his self-righteous attitude that his face turned even paler. He shouted, "What about the others? Why did you massacre Baixue Temple? Why did you blind Taoist Song Zichen's eyes?!"

Xue Yang asked back, "Then why did you try to stop me? Why did you get in my way? Why did you help the Chang family? Did you help Chang Ci'an? Or did you help Chang Ping? Hahaha, how grateful was Chang Ping at first? How did he beg you not to help him later? Taoist Xiao Xingchen, from the beginning, you were wrong in this matter. You shouldn't meddle in other people's right and wrong. Who is right and who is wrong, how much gratitude and resentment there is, can outsiders tell? Or you shouldn't have come down the mountain at all. Your master, Baoshan Sanren, is so smart. Why didn't you listen to her and stay on the mountain to cultivate immortality? If you don't understand the things in this world, you shouldn't enter the world!"

Xiao Xingchen could no longer bear it and said: "...Xue Yang, you are really...so disgusting..."

Hearing this, the fierce light in Xue Yang's eyes, which had not been revealed for a long time, reappeared.

He laughed coldly a few times and said, "Xiao Xingchen, this is why I hate you. What I hate most is people like you who claim to be righteous and who think they have noble character. It is you who always think that the world will become a better place by doing good things. You are a big fool, an idiot, a naive, a fool! You disgust me? Very good, am I afraid of being disgusted by others? But, are you qualified to disgust me?"

Xiao Xingchen was slightly startled and asked, "What do you mean?"

A-Qing and Wei Wuxian's hearts almost jumped out of their chests!

Xue Yang said affectionately: "We haven't gone out to kill zombies at night recently, right? But in the past two years, didn't we go out to kill a bunch every few days?"

Xiao Xingchen moved his lips, as if feeling slightly uneasy, and asked, "What do you mean by saying this now?"

Xue Yang said, "It's nothing special. It's just a pity that you are blind. You dug out both of your eyeballs and can't see the 'walking corpses' you killed. They must have been so scared and in so much pain when you pierced their hearts with your sword. Some even knelt down and kowtowed to you in tears, begging you to spare their families. If I hadn't cut off their tongues, they would have burst into tears and shouted, 'Master, spare my lives!'"

Xiao Xingchen began to tremble all over.

After a long while, he said with difficulty: "You lied to me. You wanted to lie to me."

Xue Yang said: "Yes, I lied to you. I have been lying to you. Who knew that you would believe the lies I told you, but you would not believe the things I didn't tell you?"

Xiao Xingchen stumbled and slashed at him with his sword, shouting, "Shut up! Shut up!"

Xue Yang covered his abdomen, snapped his left fingers, and retreated calmly. His expression was no longer like a human, his eyes were actually flashing green, and his small canine teeth that would show when he smiled made him look like a living evil ghost. He shouted: "Okay! I'll shut up! If you don't believe me, fight the one behind you and let him tell you if I lied to you!"

The sword wind came at him, and Xiao Xingchen subconsciously held Shuanghua to block it. When the two swords met, he was stunned.

He was not stunned, but his entire body instantly turned into a withered stone statue.

Xiao Xingchen asked very carefully, "...Is it Zichen?"

no answer.

Song Lan's corpse stood behind him, seemingly staring at Xiao Xingchen, but his eyes were without pupils. He held a long sword in his hand, and engaged Shuanghua.

The two of them must have often practiced swordplay in the past, so when the two swords collided, they could have judged each other's identity based on the strength alone. But Xiao Xingchen seemed unsure, and slowly turned around, reaching out his hand tremblingly, and touched the blade of Song Lan's sword.

Song Lan did not move. He touched upwards along the blade, and finally, bit by bit, he traced out the two words "Fuxue" engraved on the hilt.

Xiao Xingchen's face turned paler and paler.

He fumbled with Fuxue's sword in a panic, not even noticing that the blade had cut his palm. He was shaking so much that his voice almost disappeared: "... Zichen... Master Song... Master Song... is that you..."

Song Lan looked at him quietly, without saying a word.

The bandages wrapped around Xiao Xingchen's eyes had been stained with two horrible blood holes by the endless blood. He wanted to reach out and touch the man holding the sword, but he didn't dare to. He stretched out his hand and then retracted it. Ah Qing felt a tearing pain in her chest, which made her and Wei Wuxian have difficulty breathing, and tears burst out of their eyes like a spring.

Xiao Xingchen stood there at a loss: "...What's going on...Say something..."

He completely broke down: "Who says something?!"

Xue Yang spoke as he wished: "Do you need me to tell you again, who was the walking corpse you killed yesterday?"

With a bang.

Frost fell to the ground.

Xue Yang burst into laughter.

Xiao Xingchen knelt in front of Song Lan, who was standing there motionless, and burst into tears, holding his head.

Xue Yang laughed so hard that tears welled up in his eyes. He said viciously, "What's the matter? Two good friends met and were so moved that they cried! Do you want to hug each other?"

Ah Qing covered her mouth tightly, not letting out even a single sound of her sobbing. In the charity cemetery, Xue Yang walked back and forth, cursing in a terrifying tone that was both furious and ecstatic: "Save the world! This is so funny, you can't even save yourself!"

Wei Wuxian felt waves of sharp pain in his head, but the pain did not come from Ah Qing's soul.

Xiao Xingchen knelt on the ground in a state of embarrassment, lying at Song Lan's feet. He shrank very small, as if he had become a very weak ball, wishing he could disappear from this world. His originally spotless white robe was now stained with blood and dust. Xue Yang shouted at him, "You have accomplished nothing and have failed miserably. You have brought this upon yourself, you asked for it!"

At this moment, Wei Wuxian saw himself in Xiao Xingchen.

A self that has been completely defeated, covered in blood, accomplished nothing, being blamed and scolded by others, unable to turn the situation around, and can only cry loudly!

The white bandage had been completely dyed red, and Xiao Xingchen's face was covered in blood. He had no eyeballs, so he could not shed tears, but could only bleed. He had been deceived for several years, treating his enemies as friends, and his kindness was trampled on. He thought he was exorcising demons, but his hands were stained with the blood of innocent people, and he killed his own friend with his own hands!

He could only whimper in pain: "Please spare me."

Xue Yang asked, "Weren't you going to stab me to death with your sword just now? Why are you begging for mercy now?"

He knew clearly that Song Lan's fierce corpse was protecting him, and Xiao Xingchen could no longer lift the sword.

He won again. A big win.

Suddenly, Xiao Xingchen grabbed the fallen Shuanghua, turned the sword around, and placed the sharp blade on his neck. A clear silver light flashed across Xue Yang's dark eyes that seemed to be dark without sunlight, and Xiao Xingchen loosened his hand, and the bright red blood slid down the Shuanghua sword blade.

Following the clear sound of the sword rolling down, Xue Yang's laughter and movements came to an abrupt end.

After a long silence, he walked to Xiao Xingchen's motionless body, lowered his head, and the twisted curve at the corner of his mouth slowly fell back, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot. I don't know if I saw it wrong, but Xue Yang's eyes seemed to be slightly red.

Then, he gritted his teeth and said viciously: "You forced me to do this!"

After saying that, he sneered and said to himself: "It's better to be dead! Only the dead are obedient."

Xue Yang checked Xiao Xingchen's breathing and pinched his wrist. He seemed to think that he was not dead enough, and not stiff enough. He stood up and went into a dormitory on the side. He brought out a basin of water and used a clean cloth to wipe the blood off his face. He also changed a new bandage and carefully wrapped it around Xiao Xingchen's face.

He drew the formation on the ground, arranged the necessary materials, and carried Xiao Xingchen's body inside. After doing all this, he remembered to bandage his abdominal wound.

He probably believed that they would be able to meet again soon, and his mood became happier and happier. He picked up all the vegetables and fruits that had fallen on the ground and put them neatly back in the basket. He also cleaned the house diligently and covered the coffin where Ah Qing slept with a thick layer of new straw. Finally, he took out the candy that Xiao Xingchen had given him last night from his sleeve.

Just as he was about to put it in his mouth, he thought for a moment and held back, put it back, and sat at the table, supporting his chin with one hand, waiting for Xiao Xingchen to sit up in a bored manner.

But I never waited.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and Xue Yang's face was getting gloomier and gloomier, and his fingers were tapping on the table impatiently.

When dusk fell completely, he kicked the table, cursed, lifted his clothes and stood up, half-knelt beside Xiao Xingchen's body to check the formation and spell he had just drawn. After repeated confirmation, it seemed to be correct. He frowned and thought, then erased everything and drew it again.

This time, Xue Yang sat directly on the ground, staring at Xiao Xingchen patiently, and waited for a long time. Ah Qing's feet had been numb for three rounds, and they were painful and itchy, as if millions of ants were biting them. Her eyes were also swollen from crying, and her vision was a little blurry.

After waiting for another hour, Xue Yang finally realized that the situation was out of control.

He placed his hand on Xiao Xingchen's forehead, closed his eyes and probed, and after a while, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Wei WuXian knew that what he had detected were probably only a few faint remaining fragments of soul.

A soul that has been shattered into pieces like this cannot be used to refine a corpse.

Xue Yang seemed to have never expected such an accident to happen. For the first time, a blank look appeared on his face, which was always full of smiles.

Without thinking, he belatedly tried to cover the wound on Xiao Xingchen's neck with his hand. However, the blood had already drained out, Xiao Xingchen's face was as pale as paper, and large patches of dark red blood had dried up on his neck. It would be useless to try to cover the wound now.

Xiao Xingchen is dead, completely dead.

Even the soul is broken.

In Xue Yang's story, the one who couldn't eat snacks and cried loudly was so different from the one now that it was hard to connect them together. At this moment, Wei Wuxian finally saw a little bit of the shadow of that confused child on Xue Yang's face.

Xue Yang's eyes were instantly filled with bloodshot. He stood up suddenly, clenched his fists, and rushed around in the charity cemetery, throwing and hitting people, with loud noises, smashing the room he had just cleaned up into pieces.

At this moment, his expression and the sound he made were closer to the word "crazy" than all his previous evil behaviors combined.

After smashing the house, he calmed down again, squatted back to where he was, and called softly, "Xiao Xingchen."

He said, “If you don’t get up, I’m going to ask your good friend Song Lan to kill someone.

"I will kill all the people in Yicheng and turn them all into zombies. You have lived here for so long, is it really okay to just ignore it?

"I'm going to strangle that little blind girl Ah-Qing to death, leave her body in the wilderness, and let wild dogs chew her to pieces."

Ah Qing shuddered silently.

No one responded, Xue Yang suddenly shouted angrily: "Xiao Xingchen!"

He grabbed the collar of Xiao Xingchen's Taoist robe in vain, shook it a few times, and stared at the face of the dead man in his hands.

Suddenly, he grabbed Xiao Xingchen's arm and carried him on his back.

Xue Yang carried Xiao Xingchen's body and walked out of the door, muttering like a madman: "Soul-locking bag, soul-locking bag. Oh, soul-locking bag, I need a soul-locking bag, soul-locking bag, soul-locking bag..."

Only after he walked a long way away did Ah Qing dare to move slightly.

She could not stand steadily and rolled to the ground. She squirmed for a long time before she finally got up. She took two difficult steps, which loosened her muscles and bones. She walked faster and faster, and finally she was running.

After running for a long time and leaving Yicheng far behind, she dared to let out the tears that had been suppressed in her heart: "Master! Master! Wuuwuwu, Master!..."

The sight suddenly shifted to another place.

Ah Qing must have been on the run for some time. She was walking in an unfamiliar town, holding a bamboo pole, pretending to be blind, and asking everyone she met: "Excuse me, are there any great families around here?" "Excuse me, are there any powerful masters around here? Masters who cultivate immortality."

Wei WuXian thought, “She’s looking for someone who can help Xiao XingChen get revenge.”

However, no one took her questions seriously, and they often just left after a few perfunctory words. Ah Qing was not discouraged, and kept asking questions tirelessly, but was always waved away. Seeing that she could not get anything out of them, she left and walked onto a small path.

She walked and asked questions all day and was extremely tired. She dragged her heavy steps to a stream, scooped up some stream water and drank a few sips to moisten her dry throat. Looking into the water, she saw a wooden hairpin in her hair and reached out to take it off.

This wooden hairpin was originally very rough, like an uneven chopstick. Xiao Xingchen helped her shave the hairpin to make it smooth and slender, and also carved a little fox at the end of the hairpin. The little fox had a pointed face and a pair of big, smiling eyes. When Ah Qing got the hairpin, she touched it and said happily, "Oh! It looks like me!"

Looking at the hairpin, Ah Qing pursed her lips and wanted to cry again. Her stomach growled, and she took out a small white purse from her bosom, the one she had stolen from Xiao Xingchen, and took out a small candy from the purse, licked it carefully, and tasted the sweetness on the tip of her tongue, so she put the candy back.

This was the last candy Xiao Xingchen left for her.

Ah Qing lowered her head to put away her purse, and when she glanced around, she suddenly discovered that there was another person's shadow behind her reflection in the water.

Xue Yang was looking at her with a smile in the reflection.

Ah Qing screamed in fear and rolled and crawled away.

Xue Yang had stood behind her without her noticing. He held Shuanghua in his hand, opened his arms, made a hugging gesture, and said happily: "Ah Qing, why are you running? We haven't seen each other for a long time, don't you miss me?"

Ah Qing screamed, "Help!"

However, this was a remote mountain path and no one would come to rescue her.

Xue Yang raised his eyebrows and said, "I came back from a business trip in Liyang, and I happened to run into you in the city asking questions. It's really fate that can't be stopped. By the way, you are really good at pretending. You actually fooled me for so long. It's amazing."

Ah Qing knew she couldn't escape and was doomed to die. After a moment of panic, she thought that she was going to die anyway, so she might as well curse her way out before dying. She jumped up and said, "You beast! You ungrateful bastard! You're worse than pigs and dogs! Your parents must have given birth to a bastard like you in the pigsty! You're a rotten embryo that grew up eating shit!"

She used to hang around in the streets, and she had heard too many dirty quarrels, and all the dirty words came out of her. Xue Yang listened with a smile and said, "You are really good at scolding, why haven't I heard you act like this in front of Xiao Xingchen before? Is there any other time?"

Ah Qing cursed, "Fuck you, you shameless bastard! How dare you mention the Taoist priest? That's the Taoist priest's sword! Are you worthy of holding it? You're dirtying his things!"

Xue Yang raised Shuanghua in his left hand and said, "Oh, are you talking about this? Now, it's mine. Do you think your Taoist priest is so clean? From now on, it will still be mine..."

Ah Qing said, "You shit! You're dreaming! How dare you say that the Taoist priest is dirty? You are just a mouthful of spit. The Taoist priest has been unlucky for eight lifetimes to be stained by you. You are the only one who is dirty! It's your disgusting spit!"

Xue Yang's face finally darkened.

Ah Qing had been running away in fear for so long, and finally waited for this moment, and her heart suddenly felt relieved.

Xue Yang said sinisterly: "Since you like pretending to be blind so much, then you should be a real blind man."

He waved his hand and scattered some unknown powder. It flew towards him and hit Ah Qing's eyes. His vision suddenly turned blood red and then turned dark.

Ah Qing screamed as her eyeballs were filled with burning pain. Xue Yang's voice came again: "You are so talkative. You don't have to keep your tongue anymore."

A sharp, icy object entered Ah Qing's mouth. Just as Wei Wuxian felt the stinging pain at the root of his tongue, it was suddenly pulled out.

The crisp sound of silver bells "ding ding", "ding ding", was so close. Wei Wuxian was still immersed in Ah Qing's emotions, unable to come back to his senses for a long time, and his eyes were spinning. Lan Jingyi stretched out his hand and waved in front of him, saying: "No reaction? Are you stupid?!"

Jin Ling said: "I told you that empathy is very dangerous!"

Lan Jingyi said: "It's not that you didn't know what you were thinking just now and didn't ring the bell in time!"

Jin Ling's face froze, and he said, "I..."

Fortunately, at this time, Wei Wuxian finally recovered and stood up with the help of the coffin. Ah Qing had already escaped from his body and was also clinging to the side of the coffin. The young men rushed over like a group of piglets, gathered in a circle, and said in unison: "You're up!" "That's great, you're not stupid." "You were stupid anyway." "Don't talk nonsense!"

There was a lot of chatter in his ears, and Wei WuXian said, "Stop making noise, I feel dizzy."

They immediately fell silent. Wei Wuxian lowered his head, reached into the coffin, and slightly opened the collar of Xiao Xingchen's Taoist robe. As expected, he saw a thin scar on the fatal part of his neck.

Wei WuXian sighed inwardly and said to Ah Qing, “Thank you for your hard work.”

The reason why Ah Qing's ghost is blind but not as slow and cautious as other blind people is that she became truly blind just before her death. Before that, she was always such an agile and lively little girl who moved like the wind.

Over the years, he had been hiding in the Yicheng City filled with evil fog, fighting against Xue Yang in a mysterious way, scaring away the living people who entered the city, guiding them out of the city, and warning them. How much courage and obsession this required.

Ah Qing lay down beside the coffin, clasped her hands together, and bowed to Wei Wuxian repeatedly. She then used a bamboo pole as a sword and made the same “kill, kill, kill” gestures she often made when playing around. Wei Wuxian said, “Don’t worry.”

He said to the sons of the famous families, "You stay here. The zombies in the city will not come to this charity cemetery. I will be back soon."

Lan Jingyi couldn't help but ask, "What did you see when you empathized?"

Wei WuXian said, “It’s too long, I won’t tell you anymore. I’ll tell you later.”

Jin Ling said: "Can't you just keep it short? Don't keep me in suspense!"

Wei WuXian said: “That’s easy: Xue Yang must die.”

In the blinding mist, Ah Qing's bamboo pole creaked ahead to lead the way. The man and the ghost moved very fast and quickly returned to the place where the fight was going on.

Lan Wangji and Xue Yang had already fought outside, while the swords of Bichen and Jiangzai were fighting at a critical point. Bichen was calm and composed, and had the upper hand, while Jiangzai was as wild as a mad dog, but he could barely hold on. However, the white fog was terrifying, and Lan Wangji could not see clearly. Xue Yang had lived in Yicheng for many years, and like Aqing, he knew the roads well with his eyes closed, so the situation was deadlocked. From time to time, the sound of a piano resounded through the sky, repelling the swarm of zombies that wanted to surround him. Wei Wuxian had just pulled out his flute when two black figures fell heavily in front of him like two iron towers. Wen Ning pressed Song Lan to the ground, and the two fierce corpses were pinching each other's necks, and their joints were crackling. Wei Wuxian said, "Hold them down!"

He leaned over and quickly felt the tails of the two skull spikes in Song Lan's hair. He felt relieved: these two nails were much thinner than the ones that were nailed into Wen Ning's head, and the materials were different. It should not be difficult for Song Lan to restore his nature. He immediately pinched the tip and slowly pulled it out. The foreign object in his brain stirred, and Song Lan's eyes suddenly opened wide, and he roared. Wen Ning increased his strength and prevented him from breaking free. When the skull spikes were pulled out, Song Lan immediately collapsed on the ground like a puppet with its strings cut off, and did not move.

At this moment, a furious roar came from the field: "Give it back to me!"