Xue Yang was sitting at a small wooden table in a street stall, with one leg curled up on the bench, eating a bowl of rice wine glutinous rice balls.

He clinked his spoon in the bowl. He was very satisfied with the meal at first, but in the end, he suddenly realized that the glutinous rice balls were very glutinous and the rice wine was not sweet enough.

Xue Yang stood up and kicked the stall over.

The stall owner was busy hurriedly and was stunned by his kick.

He watched helplessly as the young man suddenly committed an attack. After kicking him, he turned around and left with a smile without saying a word. It took him a while to react, and he chased after him and cursed: "What are you doing!"

Xue Yang said: "Smash the stall."

The stall owner was so angry that he said: "You are sick! You are crazy!"

Xue Yang was indifferent, and the stall owner continued to point at his nose and curse: "You little bastard! You eat my food without paying for it, how dare you destroy the stall?! I..."

Xue Yang moved his right thumb slightly and unsheathed the sword on his waist.

The sword was shining brightly, and he patted the face of the owner of the stall with the blade of the calamity-abating sword. He said softly and sweetly: "The dumplings are delicious. Put more sugar next time."

After saying that, he turned around and continued walking forward.

The owner of the stall was frightened and dared not speak out in anger. He stared blankly at him walking a long way away, suddenly feeling aggrieved and angry.

After a while, he burst into a roar: "...Why do you do this in broad daylight for no reason? Why do you do it!"

Xue Yang waved his hands without looking back and said: "No reason, many things in this world are unprovoked. This is called sudden disaster. Goodbye!"

He walked briskly for a few streets. After a while, a man came up behind him, walking with his hands behind his back, keeping up with his pace at a leisurely pace.

Jin Guangyao sighed: "I just turned around, and you created such a mess for me. Originally, I only had to pay for a bowl of glutinous rice balls, but now I have to pay for tables, chairs, benches, pots and pans."

Already."

Xue Yang said: "How much money are you short of?"

Jin Guangyao said: "Not bad."

Xue Yang said: "Then why are you sighing?"

Jin Guangyao said: "I think you shouldn't be short of this money. Why can't you try to be a normal guest once in a while?"

Xue Yang said: "I never need money to buy anything I want in Kuizhou. Just like this."

As he said this, he pulled out a candied haws on a stick from the vendor selling candied haws on the roadside.

It was probably the first time for the hawker to see such a shameless person. He was dumbfounded. Xue Yang said while biting: "Besides, can't you set up a small stall?"

Jin Guangyao smiled and said: "You little hooligan, you can set up a stall if you want, but I won't care if you burn down the whole street. As long as you do this, don't wear the Venus Snow Wave robe, cover your face, and don't let anyone

Knowing who did it makes it difficult for me."

He threw the money to the vendor, and Xue Yang spit out a mouthful of hawthorn kernels. He squinted and saw a small patch of purple-green color on Jin Guangyao's forehead that was not hidden, and laughed: "What did you do?"

Jin Guangyao glanced at him with a hint of reproach, held up his hat, hid the bruise, and said, "It's hard to explain in words."

Xue Yang said: "Did Nie Mingjue beat him?"

Jin Guangyao said: "Do you think, if he had done it, I would still be standing here talking to you now?"

Xue Yang thought so.

The two of them left Lanling City and came to a strange building in the wilderness.

This building is not gorgeous. After entering the high wall, there is a row of dark long houses. In front of the long houses is a square, surrounded by chest-high iron fences. The fences are covered with red, yellow and yellow charms.

In the square there are some strange equipment, such as iron cages, guillotines, and nail boards, and there are also some ragged "people" walking slowly through them.

These "people" all had livid complexions and empty eyes. They walked aimlessly in the open space, bumping into each other from time to time, and making strange whistling sounds from their mouths.

Corpseyard.

Back then, Jin Guangshan was very worried about the Yin Tiger Talisman. He tried many insinuations and tried all kinds of tricks, but Wei Wuxian refused to take the hard way and gave him a lot of trouble. He thought to himself, you can do it.

If you come out, others can't do it? I don't believe that you, Wei Ying, are the only one in the world who has this ability. One day, you will be surpassed by others, and you will be stepped on and laughed at by future generations. By then, let's see if you can still be arrogant.

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Therefore, Jin Guangshan recruited those strangers who imitated Wei Wuxian and practiced ghost ways for his own use. He spent a lot of money and materials on these people, ordered them to secretly study and analyze the structure of the Yinhu Talisman, and began to copy and

Restoration. Among them, there are only a few who have achieved success in their studies, and the one who has gone farthest is actually the youngest Xue Yang, who was recommended by Jin Guangyao.

Jin Guangshan was overjoyed and made him a guest, giving him great rights and freedoms. The charnel ground was a piece of land that Jin Guangyao specially requested to be allocated for Xue Yang, so that he could study in secret and use it for his unscrupulous messing around.

When we arrived in front of the corpse refining field, there were two vicious corpses fighting in the center of the field.

These two zombies were completely different from other walking corpses. They were fully clothed, with the whites of their eyes rolled up. They were holding weapons and struck each other with two swords, sparks flying. There were two chairs in front of the iron railing. The two of them sat down at the same time. Jin Guangyao straightened his clothes.

At the collar, a trembling walking corpse moved over and brought a cup of tea.

Xue Yang said: "Tea."

Jin Guangyao took a look and saw a strange purple-red substance sitting at the bottom of the teacup. It was swollen due to the soaking. He didn't know what it was.

He smiled and pushed the tea cup over and said, "Thank you."

Xue Yang pushed the tea cup back and said affectionately: "This is the tea I secretly made myself, why don't you drink it?"

Jin Guangyao pushed the tea cup back again and said kindly: "Just because you secretly made it yourself, I don't dare to drink it."

Xue Yang raised an eyebrow and turned around to watch the corpses fighting each other.

The fight between the two vicious corpses became more and more fierce, with swords and claws used at the same time, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. The dull look on his face became thicker and thicker. After a while, he suddenly snapped his fingers and made a gesture.

The two vicious corpses immediately twitched and turned their swords upside down, cutting off their heads. The remaining headless bodies fell to the ground, still trembling.

Jin Guangyao said: "Didn't you hit it just right?"

Xue Yang said: "It's too slow."

Jin Guangyao said: "Much faster than the two we saw last time."

Xue Yang stretched out his black-gloved hand, pointed out a finger, shook it, and said, "It depends on what you are comparing yourself to. This kind of thing, let alone competing with Wen Ning, even playing the flute with Wei Wuxian

I can't even use ordinary ferocious weapons."

Jin Guangyao smiled and said: "Why are you in such a hurry? I'm not in a hurry. Take your time and tell me what you need. By the way."

He took something out of his sleeve and handed it to Xue Yang: "Maybe you need this?"

Xue Yang flipped through the pages and suddenly sat up from the chair, asking, "Wei Wuxian's manuscript?"

Jin Guangyao said: "Not bad."

Xue Yang lowered his head and looked through it with bright eyes. After a while, he raised his head and said, "Is this really his handwritten manuscript? Was it written when he was nineteen years old?"

Jin Guangyao said: "Of course. Everyone wanted them, so they scrambled to collect them all. It took me a lot of effort."

Xue Yang cursed in a low voice, and the excitement in his eyes became more intense. After he finished flipping through the pages, he licked his lips with satisfaction, and said, "It's not complete."

Jin Guangyao said: "There was a lot of fire and fighting in the mass graves. It would be great to find these remnants. Just save them and read them."

Xue Yang said: "Where is his flute? Can you get Chen Qing to do it?"

Jin Guangyao spread his hands and said, "If Chen Qing fails, Jiang Wanyin will take it away."

Xue Yang said: "Doesn't he hate Wei Wuxian the most? Why do you want to complain? Didn't you also grab Wei Wuxian's sword? Give him the sword and the flute in exchange for it. Wei Wuxian has long since abandoned the sword and doesn't use it anymore, so he can return it casually.

Once the sword is sealed, no one can pull it out, and it has no use other than displaying it for you."

Jin Guangyao smiled and said: "Young Master Xue is good at forcing people to make things difficult for him. Do you think I haven't tried it? Nothing is that simple. Jiang Wanyin has gone crazy now. He still thinks Wei Wuxian is not dead. If Wei Wuxian comes back,

, maybe he won’t pick up his sword, but he will definitely pick up Chen Qing. Therefore, he will definitely not hand over Chen Qing. If I say a few more words, he will fall out.”

Xue Yang chuckled twice and said: "Mad dog."

At this time, two disciples of the Lanling Jin Sect dragged up a monk with disheveled hair.

Jin Guangyao said: "Don't you want to refine the evil corpse again? Just in time, I have sent you the materials."

The monk's eyes were red and blurred, and You was struggling hard. His eyes almost burst out of fire when he looked at Jin Guangyao. Xue Yang said, "Who is this?"

Jin Guangyao said without changing his expression: "Of course the person I sent to you is a sinner."

Hearing this, the monk pounced hard, spitting out the cloth that blocked his mouth with a mouthful of blood, and said: "Jin Guangyao! You are such a heinous thief who is worse than a pig or a dog. How dare you call me a sinner? I

What crime was committed?!"

He spoke every word like a sharp nail, wishing that every word would pierce through Jin Guangyao. Xue Yang burst out laughing and said, "What's going on?"

The monk was grabbed by the person behind him like a dog leash. Jin Guangyao waved his hand and said, "Block it."

Xue Yang said, "Why are you blocking me? Let me hear it? Why are you so evil that you are worse than a pig or a dog? He barked like a dog and I couldn't understand what he was saying."

Jin Guangyao said: "Master He Su is also a famous person, how could he be so rude?"

The monk sneered and said, "I have fallen into your hands and am your prey. Why are you still pretending?"

Jin Guangyao said with a pleasant expression: "You don't have to look at me like this, I have nothing to do. It is the general trend to elect the Immortal Governor, why bother to fan the flames and start wars everywhere? I have warned you repeatedly, but you insist on not listening, and now the matter is irreversible.

, I also feel regret and pain in my heart..."

He Sudao: "What is the general trend? Why is it fanning the flames? Jin Guangshan wants to establish the position of Immortal Governor, just because he wants to imitate the dominance of the Wen family in Qishan. Do you think that the world is ignorant? You framed me like this just because of me

Told the truth!"
To be continued...