Beyond Death

EP 11

Lan Xichen nodded and said:"Yes, it is possible.In the name of "elimination of demons", fabricate crimes,Eradicate or conquer the dissidents,It is a good chance. "Lan Wangji looked directly at Lan Xichen's eyes and said:"The biggest beneficiary at the moment is JinLinTai."Lan Xichen's eyes suddenly softened.Whispered softly: "I know because of Young Master Wei,You have always had a grudge against Lanling Jin clan,Don't trust A Yao.But this matter is as Sec Master Jin said,If the first suspect is the Lanling Jin clan,Instead, it will not be the Lanling Jin clan. "Lan Wangji did not flinch in his eyes,Although the doubts about JinLinTai were great,He would not determined without verification.He thought about it a little, and said: "There is no evidence to prove it is or not Lanling Jin clan,But judging from the three-month record of the Devil Camp,There is no doubt that the biggest gainer is JinLinTai. "He was referring to the process of eliminating ghost cultivators,There were a few small clans who didn't usually agree with the Lanling Jin clan.Because of supporting ghost cultivators, They were uprooted.In extraordinary times,Naturally, there were no public investigations and trials,Just based on the statements of a few people,Jin Guangshan instructed Jin Guangyao to solve a few clans.And Jin Guangyao contacted each clan head and senior cultivators,He had many tricks and very popular,The "Devil Camp" has a brilliant record,Nie Mingjue did not have much energy to handle everything personally.Therefore, the power of the Jin clan became more and more prosperous.Following the Jin clan, the domain of the Nie clan in QingheAlso expanded in the "devil" operation this time.Other small clans involved,More or less because of the same faction,Used the power of "Devil Camp" to deal with others who were disadvantageous to them.This was already an unspoken secretin the "Devil Camp".Lan Xichen shook his head slightly and said, "Wangji,I know that on the surface it looks like what you said,But who is controlling behind,There is no clue at all.Without real evidence, no one can conclude. "Lan Wangji's tone was slightly softened and said, "I don't determine to be the Lanling Jin clan,But if it is thoroughly investigated, it must not be skipped. "Lan Xichen nodded and said: "But recently,The eldest brother suffers from the old illness of Shooting-sun war,He has to be recuperated, so I do not want to bother him.And the Devil Camp has a remarkable record,If there is no real evidence,I really can't bring up an investigation against the Devil Camp. "Lan Wangji's eyes became dark as ink,Raising his head to Lan Xichen said:"Wangji would like to investigate."Lan Xichen let out a long sigh.No emotions could be heard in the voice,After bowing his head for a few moments, he answered:"I don't know how dangerous it is, you have to be careful.""Wangji understand. Don't worry, Elder brother."Lan Wangji lowered his eyelashes,Closed the ancient books, get up and put it back on the shelf.Turning his head and saluting Lan Xichen, he said:"Elder brother, Wangji go now. "Lan Xichen looked at him,a slight worry on his face.Although Lan Wangji's cultivation was very high,In the past three years of retreat, it had progressed rapidly.But this time facing an unknown opponent,It was still hard to disburden.But this matter had to be investigated,Lan Xichen sighed,In the end, he nodded and said: "Be careful all the way."Jin Guangyao's recent letter was aboutThe battle of the "Devil Camp" in Qiancheng, Ganzhou,The next step should be to Nanping in northern Fujian,Therefore, Lan Wangji went directly to Nanping.Nanping connected with Ganzhou, it was originally the boundary of the ancient Baiyue people.After thousands of years of evolution, most people here were no different from Han people.Only a handful of people still maintained the original customs.Lan Wangji went to without delay alone,Much faster than the team,At least one day and one night early,When he got outside the city, It was close to 7 O'Clock afternoon,It was rainy and the clouds were low, He was all wet.Although Nanping was located at the junction with Ganzhou,Is a must pass through the two states,But because it was far from the Central Plains,The population was not too large, and the city was not large,Before it got dark, most of shops in the city closed early.Lan Wangji found an inn,Under the gaze of the stunned man who looked him as immortal, he asked for a room.He knew that the locals in Nanping didn't know much,Lan Wangji was exploring alone this time.So he changed he clothes at the inn,Hide Gusu Lan's identity, not to be conspicuous.Until it was getting late, the twilight was near,Lan Wangji avoided the buddies and other guests and quietly left the inn.Since the almost shocking meeting with Jiang Liu three months ago,Lan Wangji had thought that,Maybe the appearance of ghost cultivators later,It is the way of "revenge" in Jiang Liu's words.But when thought about it carefully, to control and drive living people,Control their thoughts, let them became ghost cultivators,It was something that even Wei Wuxian had never done.How could Jiang Liu, an imitator, do it?Besides, Wei Wuxian's manuscript,Lan Wangji had watched it over and over many times.There was no such record at all.The biggest difficulty was that Jiangliu alone,How could he drive so many ghost cultivatorss to appear in various places at the same time?Without the support of a strong clan, it was absolutely impossible.Therefore, Lan Wangji suspected the Lanling Jin clan from the beginning.It was precisely because it met all the necessary conditions,Except for one: ghost cultivators control technique.But the Lanling Jin clan recruited ghost cultivatorsers,Maybe there would be strange people who created new methods.After all, It was guessing,Before verifying in person,Lan Wangji would not jump to a conclusion.The sky had darkened and there were no pedestrians along the way,Nanping was hotter than Gusu in the middle of spring,Some heat waves of early summer were scorching,Lan Wangji's thin shirt was fluttering,He came alone to a deserted grave on the north of the city.Jin Guangyao mentioned in letter, it was the place where ghost cultivators trained corpses at night.Because it was early night, It was not time,There was no abnormal vision at this time on the deserted grave.The civilians, vagrant beggars and shabby families in Nanping City,After people die, most of them were buried here hastily. For hundreds of years,Here are piles of graves and corpses,It was indeed a good place for ghost cultivators to train corpses.Lan Wangji looked around and saw a few big trees on the top of the hill.The branches and leaves were very dense, so he flew up to the top of the mountain,Leaped onto one of the trees,Hide himself firmly among the dense branches and leaves.The view here was wide, and most of the deserted graves could be seen.Lan Wangji sat halfway on a thick horizontal tree trunk,Relaxed his body, closed eyes slightly, breathed out,Practice while waiting for ghost cultivation to appear.When practicing, the five senses of the immortal cultivator were particularly sharp.After about two incense sticks,The sound of a sling from a distance wakenedLan Wangji from his practice, he opens his eyes and looked out,At a glance, he saw about a dozen people gathered under the post.All dressed in black clothes with red edges, lined up in a long line,The movements were weird and consistent, and they were coming to the deserted grave.Lan Wangji concentrated and watched their actions carefully.These people were of different ages. The young ones were about seventeen or eighteen.The elders were over forty years old,But it was rare that they were almost in the same height,Their dress was same as Wei Wuxian's clothes during the shooting of the sun,The flute was hanging from the waist, the hair was long and divergent.The strange thing was that these people's faces were expressionless,The eyes were all straight, without the agility of a living person,Ten people walked as if being pulled by the same invisible rope,Neatly and uniformly, among the deserted graves at night,Which would make people frightened easily.The group of people came, no, it should be called moving.Their "walking" was indeed not the way ordinary people walk.They reached the middle of the deserted tomb and stopped at the same time,Unanimously, they pulled out the iron picks from sleeves and began to dig the graves neatly.Lan Wangji saw them behaving strangely,He was thinking about whether there was a similar situation in any book,After a while, he heard a very soft "Huh",Suddenly turned his head to look at the sound.That was another tree on the right hand side of Lan Wangji,It was tall and leafy too.Lan Wangji took a closer look.He was surprised to find that someone was hiding in a tree,But he hadn't found him for such a long time,It showed that this person's cultivation was terribly high.The man hid behind the branches and leaves,Dressed in black, without speaking,It was not easy to find him out at night, if not search carefully.How high cultivation did Lan Wangji have,The breathing, pulsation, and heartbeat of ordinary cultivators,It was impossible for him to fail to notice.Lan Wangji thought: What a risk! If the person made no sound,He would never be able to find out,If he was an enemy, not a friend, And he fought quietly,Maybe he could not be able to resist.This person obviously hid here before he arrived,But kept quiet and didn't fought.At least he had no hostility.He turned his head and looked at the movement of the man,He could no longer stare at those ghost cultivatorss,Suddenly heard all the whistles coming from the post,Sharp and piercing, especially crippled in the silent night.Lan Wangji hurriedly turned his head and looked in the direction of the whistle.He saw that those ghost cultivatorss had stopped digging their graves,Putting down the iron picks, all standing upright,They stared stupidly, making a whistling mouth,Those unpleasant whistles came from their mouths.In the ground in front of them, there were a dozen half-decayed corpseswhich had been revealed from the tomb that was not buried deep.Lan Wangji paused for a while.He discovered that they were trying to control the newly dug-out body with a whistle.He could not help frowning.When he was considering whether to continue to observe or come forward to defeated them,He heard the clattering of the branches and leaves of the tree next to him,The person hiding above had jumped off,Went straight down the slope of the deserted grave.Lan Wangji only saw him tall and thin,He was dressed in black, with wide sleeves, wearing a hat and black gauze covering his face,Later his heart beated wildly, and he almost shouted out.The man was holding a black flute,The bright red tassels fluttered with the hem, his movement light and graceful,Just same as the person deep in his heart,The sound of the flute suddenly resounded across the night sky When he was jumping,He was Wei Wuxian!!!In a thousand days and nights,Lan Wangji had thought about reunion with Wei Wuxian Countless times;How many reunion scenes had been woven,Which were hard to describe.But in any case, he never thought it would be today,Would be on the deserted graves with piles of carrion.It was like the sudden and irretrievable death three years ago,The meet this time was like an incredible strange dream that suddenly appeared.Lan Wangji was trembling all over, feeling the long emptiness in the heart after jumping wildly.He was at a loss for a moment,He didn't know what plan to do next,His eyes only fixed Wei Wuxian's back,The body was stiff and could no longer move."Wei Ying! Wei Ying!..."These WERE the words that made the mountains and the earth crack,and the rivers and the seas writhe.

Writer: Shenfen(China), https://shenfen283.lofter.com/
Translator: Chou Langshi, for more stories and comics, please visit https://www.patreon.com/wangxianlove