The Untamed ( Wei Wuxian and Lan Zhan )
Chapter 11 : Aggression #7
They are still new to this...
~~ Wei Wu Xian
It was merely a few seconds before they walked over the threshold of the hall, not even past the East Courtyard yet, and saw Madam Mo's husband die distressingly.
Lan Si Zhui, Lan JingYi, and the others also grew pale in the face. Lan Si Zhui was the first to calm down and asked A-Tong, who lay on the ground
Lan Si Zhui
"Did you see what it was?"
A-Tong was almost scared to death, unable to open his mouth. Even after a few moments of asking, A-Tong still couldn't answer, and only shook his head
repeatedly. Lan Si Zhui was burning with anxiety. He asked another disciple to take him back inside, and turned to Lan JingYi
Lan Si Zhui
"Did you send the signal?"
Lan Jing Yi
"I did, but if there are no seniors who can assist us in the area, it would take at least an hour for our people to come here. What should we do now? We don't even know what it was."
Of course, it would be impossible for them to leave. If the disciples of a clan only cared about their own well-being when facing evil spirits, it would not only be bringing disgrace upon the clan, they themselves would also be ashamed to face others. The frightened people of the Mo family couldn't go either, because it was likely that the evil being was among them, so nothing would be gained from going away. Lan Si Zhui gritted his teeth .
Lan Si Zhui
"Wait here, for the reinforcements!"
Now that the signal for help had been sent, other cultivators would come to aid them within a short period of time. To prevent things from getting out of hand, Wei WuXian should withdraw and keep away from the situation. If the persons who came happened to know him or fought with him before, it would be hard to say what was going to happen next.
However, with the curse, he couldn't leave Mo Village anytime soon. In addition, the being that was attracted here had taken the lives of two people within such a short amount of time, which meant that it must have been extremely vicious. If Wei WuXian left now, when the helpers came, the streets of Mo Village might be packed with corpses who lost their left arms, including a few disciples of blood relations to the GusuLan Clan as well.
After pondering for a moment, Wei WuXian told himself, finish it quickly.
The boys on the side were all young and inexperienced. However, although they all looked nervous, they strictly stuck to their positions and protected the Mo family's house, fixing talismans onto the walls. The servant named A-Tong was already carried into the hall. Lan SiZhui felt his pulse with his left hand and supported Madame Mo's back with his right. He couldn't save both of them at once, and was in a terrible fix when A-Tong crawled up from the ground.
A-Ding exclaimed, "A-Tong, you're awake!"
Before her face had the time to light up, A- Tong raised his left hand and clutched his own neck.
Seeing this, Lan SiZhui tapped on a few of his acupoints for three times. Wei WuXian knew that, although they looked gentle, the people from the Lan clan had arm strength that were the opposite of gentle. With a force like this, it would be hard for anyone to move. However, A-Tong seemed like he didn't feel anything, and his left hand's grip tightened, his expressions looking more painful and twisted. Lan JingYi proceeded to grab his left hand, but it was like breaking off a chunk of iron having no effect at all. After a moment, a crack came from his neck, and A-Tong's head drooped
down. His neck was already broken.
He actually strangled himself in front
everyone's eyes!
Seeing the situation, A-Ding's voice
wavered, "... A ghost! There's an invisible ghost here. It made A-Tong strangle himself!"
Her tone was sharp and her voice was shrill, making everyone's blood run cold, and so they believed it effortlessly. Wei Wu Xian's judgement happened to be the opposite-it wasn't a ferocious ghost.
He had examined the talismans that the boys chose; all of them were spirit-fending ones, and the East Hall was literally covered with them. If it really was a ferocious ghost, then, as it went into the East Hall, the talismans would have incinerated green flames. Yet, nothing was happening right now.
It was not the group of kids' fault for
reacting too slow, but the creature was indeed cruel. The cultivation world had a strict definition for the category of "ferocious ghosts"-they had to kill at least one person a month and continue the behavior for at least three months. The criterion was set by Wei Wu Xian himself, and it was probably still being used. He was the best at dealing with this kind. To him, killing one person in seven days would be considered as a ferocious ghost who killed frequently. This thing killed three people at once, and within such a short period of time. It would be hard for even a capable cultivator to think of a solution immediately, let alone these juniors who had just started their careers.
Will they be able to find the cause
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