Chapter 62: Continue to be evil and crazy
His lips trembled and he muttered a few words silently. Jiang Cheng almost stood up on the spot.
It’s Wei Wuxian!
However, apart from that face, this person, from head to toe, looks nothing like the original Wei Wuxian.
Wei Wuxian was clearly a lively, handsome young man, with a smile on his face, and he never walked properly. But this man was shrouded in a cold and gloomy aura, handsome but pale, and his smile was full of grimness.
The scene before them was so unexpected, and the situation was unclear, so they could not act rashly. Even though the two people on the roof were extremely shocked, they did not rush in rashly, but just lowered their heads and got closer to the gap between the tiles.
Inside the house, Wei Wuxian, dressed in black, slowly turned around. Wen Chao covered his face and could only whisper: "Wen Zhuliu...Wen Zhuliu!"
Hearing this, Wei WuXian's eyes and mouth corners slowly curved up, and he said, "Until today, do you still think that calling him will be of any use?"
He took a few steps towards this side and kicked something white at his feet. He looked down and saw that it was the meat bun that Wen Chao had just thrown out.
Wei WuXian raised an eyebrow and asked, “Why, picky about food?”
Wen Chao fell off the stool and said in a heart-wrenching voice: "I won't eat! I won't eat! I won't eat!"
He howled like a ghost while crawling on the ground with his fingerless hands. The black cloak that dragged on the ground slid down his lower body, revealing his two legs. These two legs hung under him like a cumbersome decoration, wrapped in bandages and extremely thin. Due to his violent movements, gaps appeared between the bandages, revealing the white bones with bright red blood and flesh hanging inside.
The flesh on his legs was actually scraped off. And, I'm afraid... he ate all the flesh himself!
Wen Chao's sharp cry echoed in the empty inn, but Wei Wuxian pretended not to hear it. He lifted his clothes slightly and sat down at another table.
The second oil lamp lit up dimly, and before the bright yellow flame, Wei Wuxian's face was half bright and half dark. He lowered his hands, and a pale face emerged from the darkness under the table. Under the table, there was a crunching chewing sound.
A little white child squatted at his feet, like a carnivorous animal, gnawing on something Wei Wuxian had fed him.
Wei Wuxian withdrew his hand and gently patted the white ghost child's sparsely haired head twice. The ghost child held the food he had given it, turned around, sat at his feet, hugged his calf, and continued to chew viciously in his mouth while staring at Wen Zhuliu with his cold eyes.
What he was chewing in his mouth were two human fingers.
Needless to say, it must be Wen Chao's finger!
Lan Wangji stared at the sinister ghost boy and the equally sinister Wei Wuxian, and tightened his grip on the hilt of Bichen's sword.
Wen Zhuliu still stood in front of Wen Chao. Wei Wuxian lowered his head, making it difficult to read his expression, and said, "Wen Zhuliu, do you really think you can save his life from me?"
Wen Zhuliu said: "Give it a try and die."
Wei WuXian sneered and said, “What a loyal Wen dog.”
Wen Zhuliu said: "I must repay the kindness of knowing me and meeting me."
Wei WuXian's tone suddenly turned sinister, and he said harshly, "What a joke! Why should others pay the price for your kindness?"
Before he finished speaking, Wen Chao's shrill cry could be heard from behind him. Wen Chao crawled to the corner of the wall and squeezed desperately into the wooden board, as if he thought he could squeeze himself out of the gap. Unexpectedly, a red shadow suddenly fell from the ceiling, and a woman with long hair and a sullen face in red fell heavily on him. The woman's dark face, bright red clothes, and dark long hair formed a glaring and terrifying contrast. She grabbed the bandage on Wen Chao's head with her ten fingers and tore it hard!
This bandage was re-wrapped by Wen Zhuliu after he applied medicine to Wen Chao. The ointment, skin and bandage were stuck together. The skin burned by fire was already very fragile, and it was torn off so violently that the scars that had not yet peeled off and the extremely thin flesh were torn off in an instant, and even the lips were torn off. The uneven bald head instantly turned into a bloody bald head.
Wen Chao fainted on the spot. When he heard his scream, Wen Zhuliu immediately turned around to save him. Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng on the roof also clenched their swords and prepared to attack, but they heard a scream and the ghost child at Wei Wuxian's feet had already pounced on him. Wen Zhuliu slapped the ghost child's forehead with his right hand, but felt a sharp pain in his palm. The ghost child opened two rows of sharp teeth and bit him. Unable to shake it off, Wen Zhuliu ignored it and went to save Wen Chao. The ghost child bit off a large piece of meat from his palm and spit it out, and continued to eat away along his palm. Wen Zhuliu grabbed the ghost child's head with his left hand, as if he wanted to crush the cold and young head with his bare hands. The woman with a livid face threw the bloody bandage to the ground, like a four-legged creature, crawling to Wen Zhuliu's side in an instant, and waved her hand to make ten blood grooves. Two evil creatures, one large and one small, were biting and fighting him. Wen Zhuliu was busy and in a mess. He looked aside and saw Wei Wuxian watching with a sneer on his face, and suddenly he pounced on him.
The two people on the rooftop both looked stern. Lan Wangji slapped down with his palm, and the tiles shattered and the roof collapsed. He fell from the eaves to the second floor of the post station, blocking Wen Zhuliu and Wei Wuxian. Wen Zhuliu was startled. At this time, a long whip with purple light suddenly attacked him, twisted his neck, and wrapped around his neck three times, and suddenly lifted him up. Wen Zhuliu's tall and heavy body was lifted up by the electric whip, hanging in the air, and there was a "crackling" sound of his neck bones breaking on the spot. At the same time, Wei Wuxian's pupils shrank, and he pulled out a flute from his waist, turned around and stood up. The ghost boy and the green-faced girl who were biting Wen Zhuliu quickly retreated to his side, looking at the two strange people vigilantly.
Behind them, Wen Zhuliu had not died immediately. His face was red, his body was twitching, and he was still struggling. His eyes were wide open, and his eyeballs were almost popping out of his sockets. The ghost child bared its teeth at Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng, showing its hostility. Wei Wuxian raised his hand slightly to let it retract its fangs. His eyes swept back and forth between Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng. None of the three of them spoke first.
After a while, Jiang Cheng raised his arm and threw something over. Wei Wuxian didn't even think twice and raised his hand to take it. Jiang Cheng said, "Your sword!"
Wei Wuxian's hand slowly dropped.
He looked down at Suibian, paused, and then said, "...Thank you."
There was another long silence. Suddenly, Jiang Cheng came up to him, slapped him and said, "Stinky boy! Where have you been for the past three months?"
Although it was a scolding, his tone was full of ecstasy. Although Lan Wangji did not come forward, his eyes were always fixed on Wei Wuxian. Wei Wuxian was stunned by Jiang Cheng's slap. After a moment, he also slapped back and said, "Haha, it's hard to put it into words, it's hard to put it into words!"
The cold and gloomy aura on him just now was diluted by these two palms. Jiang Cheng was happy but angry. He hugged him tightly, then pushed him away fiercely, roaring: "Didn't we agree to meet at that shabby town at the foot of the mountain? I've been waiting for five or six days, but I haven't even seen your shadow! If you want to die, don't die in front of me! I've been so busy these three months that I'm exhausted!"
Wei WuXian lifted his coat and sat down at the table again, waving his hands and saying, “It’s hard to put into words. A bunch of Wen dogs were digging deep underground to find me, waiting there and catching me red-handed, then throwing me to a hell of a place to torture me.”
As he spoke, the green-faced woman crawled towards him using both her hands and feet. Her face was ferocious when she was biting and struggling just now, but after she lay down beside Wei Wuxian, her green face pressed against Wei Wuxian's thigh, and she looked like a charming concubine, trying to please her master obediently, and she even made a giggle. Wei Wuxian sat at an angle at the table, stroking her soft long hair with his right hand. Lan Wangji watched his movements, his expression becoming more and more stern. Although this scene made Jiang Cheng a little uncomfortable, he was even more stunned at this moment, and said: "What kind of hell is this place? I have carefully checked and asked the people in the town, and they all said that they have never seen you?!"
Wei WuXian said, “You asked the people in that town? They are all country folk who have never seen the world. Who would dare to tell you the truth for fear of causing trouble? And Wen Gou must have used some means to silence them, so of course they would say they have never seen me.”
Jiang Cheng cursed, "A bunch of old bastards!" He then pressed on, "What the hell is this place? Qishan? Nevernight City? How did you get out? And you're like this? What are these two things of yours? They actually listen to you. Before, Second Young Master Lan and I took on the mission to raid and kill Wen Chao and Wen Zhuliu at night, but someone else got there first. I didn't expect it to be you! Did you modify those talismans, too?"
Wei Wuxian saw Lan Wangji watching them from the corner of his eye, smiled slightly, and said, "That's about right. I said that a mysterious cave was found somewhere, and there were mysterious books left by a mysterious master in it, and then it turned out like this and went out to kill everyone, do you believe it?"
Jiang Cheng spat, "Wake up! You've read too many legendary books. There aren't so many masters in the world, and there aren't secret caves and secret manuals everywhere!"
Wei WuXian spread his hands and said, “Look, you don’t believe me even after I tell you. I’ll tell you slowly when we have the chance.”
Jiang Cheng glanced at Lan Wangji, knowing that it was probably something that was inconvenient to say in front of the children of other tribes, so he suppressed his joy and said, "Okay. We'll talk about it later. It's good to be back."
Wei WuXian said, “Yeah. I’m glad you’re back.”
Jiang Cheng murmured and repeated "Glad you're back" several times, and then slapped him hard: "You really are...! You can survive being caught by a Wen dog!"
Wei WuXian said proudly: “That’s it. Who am I?”
Jiang Cheng couldn't help but curse, "What a complacent you are! If you're not dead, why don't you come back earlier!"
Wei WuXian said, “I just came out. I heard that you and Senior Sister are doing well, and you are working on rebuilding the Yunmeng Jiang Clan and forming an alliance to join the war. I will go kill a few Wen dogs to relieve you of your burden and make a contribution. You have worked hard for the past three months.”
Hearing the last sentence, Jiang Cheng seemed to recall the hardships of the past three months, and his upside-down days and nights. He was slightly moved, but then he restrained his expression and said in a vicious voice: "Put away your broken sword! I'll wait for you to come back and take it away quickly. I don't want to carry two swords every day and be constantly questioned!"
Lan Wangji suddenly said, "Wei Ying."
He had been standing quietly by the side until he suddenly spoke. Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng turned to him. Wei Wuxian seemed to have just remembered to greet him, and he tilted his head slightly and said, "Hanguang-jun."
Lan Wangji asked, "It was you who killed the Wen Clan's disciples along the way."
Wei WuXian said, “Of course.”
Jiang Cheng said: "I knew it was you. Why do you go to so much trouble to kill only one person at a time?"
Wei WuXian said, “It’s just for fun, to have fun with them. It would be too easy for them to just kill them all, so I’ll kill them one by one and cut them off slowly. There’s no need to say much about Wen Chao, I haven’t tortured him enough. As for this Wen Zhuliu, he was supported by Wen RuoHan, changed his surname to the Wen family, and was ordered to protect Wen RuoHan’s precious son.” He sneered, “If he wants to protect me, I’ll let him watch Wen Chao change beyond recognition in his hands, becoming neither human nor ghost.”
This smile was three parts cold, three parts cruel, and three parts joyful. Lan Wangji saw his expression clearly, took a step forward, and asked, "How do you control these evil things?"
The curve of Wei Wuxian's mouth corners suddenly dropped, and he squinted at him. Jiang Cheng also heard the discord and said, "Second Master Lan, what do you mean by asking this question?"
Lan Wangji stared at Wei Wuxian and said, "Answer me."
The ghost boy and the green-faced girl became restless. Wei Wuxian glanced back. They reluctantly retreated slowly and disappeared into the darkness. Wei Wuxian then turned to Lan Wangji and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Excuse me...what will happen if I don't answer?"
Suddenly, he dodged and avoided Lan Wangji's sudden grab, took three steps back, and said, "Lan Zhan, we just met again after a long time, and you're arresting me. Isn't that a bad idea?"
Lan Wangji used his hands instead of words, and Wei Wuxian countered his moves, both of them were extremely swift. After pushing his hand away for the third time, Wei Wuxian said, "I thought we should at least be acquaintances. Isn't it a bit heartless for you to fight over a disagreement like this?"
Lan Wangji said: “Answer!”
Jiang Cheng stood between the two of them and said, "Second Master Lan!"
Wei WuXian said, “Second Master Lan, it’s really hard to explain what you’re asking right now. And it’s very strange. If I ask you about the secret skills of the Gusu Lan Clan, will you answer me?”
Lan Wangji passed Jiang Cheng and went straight to him to get it. Wei Wuxian held the flute horizontally in front of him and said, "Isn't that too much? Why are you so ruthless? Lan Zhan, what do you want to do?"
Lan Wangji said word by word: "Come back to Gusu with me."
Upon hearing this, Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng were both stunned.
After a moment, Wei WuXian smiled and said, “Go back to Gusu with you? To the Cloud Recesses? What are we going there for?”
He suddenly realized, "Oh. I forgot that your uncle Lan Qiren hates evil people like me the most. You are his favorite student, so of course it is the same, haha. I refuse."
Jiang Cheng stared at Lan Wangji warily and said, "Second Master Lan, we all understand the Lan family tradition. But before the massacre at the bottom of the Xuanwu Cave at Muxi Mountain, Wei Wuxian saved your life and shared hardships with you. Now you come up to him without mercy and want to punish him. This is too inhumane."
Wei WuXian looked at him and said, “Is that ok? You have the demeanor of a patriarch.”
Jiang Cheng said: "Shut up."
Lan Wangji said: "I don't mean to hold him responsible."
Jiang Cheng asked, "Then why did you ask him to go back to Gusu with you? Second Master Lan, at this critical moment, why don't you Gusu Lan clan work together to kill Wen Gou, but are you still thinking about those old-fashioned doctrines?"
Even though it was one against two, Lan Wangji still did not retreat. He looked at Wei Wuxian steadily and said, "Wei Ying, you will eventually pay a price for practicing evil ways. There has always been no exception throughout history."
Wei WuXian said, “I can afford it.”
Seeing that he looked nonchalant, Lan Wangji said calmly, "This path harms not only your body, but also your mind."
Wei WuXian said: “Whether it will hurt my body or not, and how much, I know best. As for my character, my heart is my own, I know what I am doing.”
Lan Wangji said: "Some things are simply beyond your control."
A hint of displeasure flashed across Wei WuXian’s face, and he said, “Of course I can control it.”
Lan Wangji took a step closer to him and was about to speak, but Wei Wuxian narrowed his eyes and said, “What do other people know about my character? What does it have to do with other people?”
Lan Wangji was stunned for a moment, then suddenly said angrily: “…Wei Wuxian!”
Wei WuXian also said angrily: “Lan WangJi! Do you really have to pick a fight with me at this juncture? You want me to go to the Cloud Recesses and be confined by your Gusu Lan Clan? Who do you think you are? Who do you think your Gusu Lan Clan is?! Do you really think I won’t resist?!”
The two of them suddenly became hostile. Lan Wangji's knuckles turned white when he placed his hand on the hilt of the Bichen sword. Jiang Cheng said coldly, "Second Master Lan, the Wen Rebellion has not yet been resolved. We are in urgent need of fighting power. Everyone is busy looking after themselves. Why should the Gusu Lan Clan extend its hand too far? Wei Wuxian is on our side. Are you trying to punish our own people?"
Wei WuXian calmed down and said, “That’s right. As long as the one who killed Wen Gou is fine, why do you care how I killed him?”
The two of them have been able to talk back to each other since they were young. Now they are talking back and forth without missing a single word. Jiang Cheng added, "Don't blame me for being rude. Even if you want to investigate, Wei Wuxian is not a member of your family. It is not your turn to punish him. No matter who he goes back with, he will not go back with you."
Hearing this, Lan Wangji’s expression froze. He looked up at Wei Wuxian, his throat trembling as he said, “I…”
Before he finished speaking, Wen Chao in the corner let out a faint scream. Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng's attention was immediately diverted. They walked around Lan Wangji and came to Wen Zhuliu and Wen Chao. Wen Zhuliu was suspended by the purple lightning and was still struggling in agony. Wen Chao was half dead and slowly opened his eyelids. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw two faces looking down at him from above.
These two faces were equally young, equally familiar, and both had shown expressions of despair, pain, or deep hatred in front of him. And at this moment, their condescending faces were also filled with the same cold smiles and the same cold light in their eyes.
Wen Chao didn't want to scream or run away. He just held his fingerless hands in his hands and drooled. Wei Wuxian kicked him and made him kneel down towards Yunmeng. The friction between the exposed bones and flesh made Wen Chao scream in pain, which was particularly piercing in the empty post station. Jiang Cheng asked, "Why is his voice so sharp?"
Wei WuXian said: “Of course it’s sharp when something is missing.”
Jiang Cheng said with disgust: "Did you cut it?"
Wei WuXian said, “It’s a bit disgusting to think that way. Of course, I didn’t cut it. It was the woman he kept who went crazy and bit it.”
Lan Wangji was still standing behind them, watching over here. Wei Wuxian suddenly remembered his existence, turned around and said with a smile: "Second Master Lan, the following scene may not be suitable for you to watch. Why don't you please step aside for a while."
Although he said "please", his tone was not open to negotiation. Jiang Cheng also said politely and distantly: "That's right. Second Master Lan, Wen Chao and Wen Zhuliu have fallen into our hands. This mission has been completed, and it's time to go our separate ways. What follows is all family feuds and personal grudges. Please go back first."
Lan Wangji's eyes were still fixed on Wei Wuxian, but Wei Wuxian's attention had long been taken away by his lingering enemies. His eyes were shining as he stared at Wen Chao and Wen Zhuliu, his smile excited and cruel. Jiang Cheng had the same expression on his face; both of them were already immersed in the overwhelming pleasure of revenge, and neither of them had the leisure to deal with outsiders.
After a while, Lan Wangji turned around and went downstairs.
After leaving the post station, he stood at the door for a long time, but never left.
After an unknown amount of time, the silent night was broken by a long, shrill howl.
Lan Wangji raised his head and looked back, his white clothes and headband fluttering in the cold wind.
The night has passed and the sun is about to rise in the sky.
And the sun on the earth is setting.