It wasn't without doubt that Lan Zhan had guessed who he was. It's just that this suspicion doesn't make sense.

Since the art of offering sacrifices is a forbidden art, very few people must know it. And what has been handed down is mostly fragmentary, unable to function. If things go on like this, there will be fewer believers. Mo Xuanyu called Wei Wuxian back with a remnant formation that didn't complete the spell and ritual. Gusu Lan's family motto is "elegant", and most of them are disdainful to understand this kind of crooked way. Lan Zhan couldn't recognize him just by his broken flute.

He asked himself that he and Lan Zhan did not have any unforgettable jiāoqíng with Lan Zhan before his death. Although they were classmates, had adventures, and fought side by side, they were always like falling flowers, coming and going in a hurry. And because of nature, their relationship can never be said to be good. Lan Zhan is a descendant of the Gusu Lan Clan, which is destined to be both "elegant" and "righteous", which is quite incompatible with Wei Wuxian xingqíng. Most of the time, Lan Zhan was very disgusted with his frivolity and frivolity. After betraying the Jiang clan, the knotted Liangzi can't be said to be small. If Lan Zhan believed that he was Wei Wuxian, they should have been fighting in the dark.

But the status quo makes people laugh and cry: he used to make Lan Zhan unbearable for anything, but now Lan Zhan can endure it with all his strength. Shouldn't it be said that it is a great progress, gratifying?!

After gān stared at him for a long time, Wei Wuxian rolled over and settled down on the bed, moving very lightly to the cubicle.

Lan WangJi was lying on his side on the couch, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep. Wei Wuxian leaned over silently.

He still didn't give up, and was ready to touch it to see if he could find that long-awaited jade decree. Unexpectedly, just as he reached out, Captain Lan Wang's eyelashes trembled slightly and he opened his eyes.

Wei Wuxian threw his heart away and threw himself on the couch!

He remembered that Lan Zhan hated physical contact with other people very much. In the past, he could be thrown away if he touched him. If he could endure it like this, then it would definitely not be Lan Zhan. He would suspect that Lan Zhan was taken away!

Wei WuXian's entire body was above Lan WangJi, his legs spread apart, kneeling on either side of his waist, his hands propped up on the wooden couch, trapping Lan WangJi between his arms, his face slowly pressing down. The distance between the two faces was getting closer and closer, so close that Wei Wuxian could hardly breathe, Lan Wangji finally spoke.

He was silent for a while, then said, "Go down."

Wei Wuxian said cheekily, "No less."

A pair of very pale pupils, close at hand, looked at Wei Wuxian. Lan WangJi fixedly looked at him and repeated: "...Go on."

Wei WuXian said, "I don't. If you let me sleep here, you should have expected this to happen."

Lan Wangji said, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"..." For some reason, Wei Wuxian felt that he had to think carefully about his answer. He was about to raise the corners of his mouth when suddenly, his waist went numb and his legs went soft. Immediately afterwards, the whole person thumped and fell on Lan Wangji's body.

The corner of his mouth froze in an arc of yù that could not be accomplished. His head was pressed against Lan Wangji's chest on the right side, and he couldn't move his entire body. Lan Wangji's voice came from above.

He spoke low and deep, and his chest vibrated slightly with the pronunciation:

"Then you can do this for one night."

Wei Wuxian never expected this end.

What happened to Lan Zhan over the years, and how did he become like this?

Is this still the same Lan Zhan from before?!

He was the one who was taken away, right?!?!

He was in shock, and suddenly, Lan Wangji got up slightly. Wei WuXian thought that he could not bear it anymore, and his spirits cheered him up. Who knows, Lan WangJi waved his hand gently. Lights went out.

The silent room was plunged into darkness and dead silence.

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The manuscripts at this stage are exhausted, and the daily luǒ can’t hurt even more _(:з)∠)_

There are still no ghosts and monsters in this chapter.

In the next chapter, will write a little about classmates.

☆, Yasao fourth 3

Wei WuXian felt that the relationship between the Yiling Patriarch and Hanguang-Jun was not as incompatible and hated as rumored. Of course, it definitely doesn't count. From the three months when he and Jiang Cheng came to Gusu Lan to study with him when he was fifteen years old, it was like this.

Back then, in addition to the Yunmeng Jiang Clan, there were many other clan sons, all of whom came here to study. The Gusu Lan Clan has a highly respected senior Lan Qiren, who is recognized in the aristocratic family as having three major characteristics: pedantic, stubborn, strict teachers and high apprentices. Although the first two points made many people stay away from him and even secretly hate him, the last one made them sharpen their heads and want to send their children to him for education. Not only did he bring out 9 out of 10 capable people from the previous generation of the Lan family, but he also brought up the children of aristocratic families who had been raised in his church for a year or two. In this way, at least the appearance etiquette is far from being comparable to the past, and many parents are in tears when they pick up their sons.

In this regard, Wei Wuxian said: "Am I not enough to look like a dog now?"

Jiang Cheng said, "You will definitely be a shame in his teaching career."

These young masters are only fifteen or sixteen years old, and there are frequent contacts between the aristocratic families. Not to mention closeness, at least they are familiar. Everyone knows that although Wei Wuxian is not Jiang's surname, he is the old son and chief disciple of Jiang Fengmian, the head of the Yunmeng Jiang clan, and is regarded as his own. In addition, young people are often less concerned about their origin and blood than their elders. The fight was hot, and after a few words, the brothers and sisters shouted indiscriminately. Complaining about Yunshen's ignorance of all kinds of bizarre stereotypes, someone asked, "Is your Jiang family's Lotus Pier more fun than here?"

Wei WuXian smiled and said, "Whether it's fun or not, it's up to you how you play. There are definitely not as many rules here, and you don't have to get up so early."

The blue family works at the Mao Shi, and the Hai Shi rests, and there should be no delay. Someone else asked, "When do you get up? What do you do every day?"

Jiang Cheng snorted, "He's doing things when he's already, and resting when he's ugly. When he gets up, he doesn't practice swordsmanship, meditates, rowing boats, swimming, picking lotus pods and hitting mountains."

Wei WuXian said, "No matter how much Shanji fights, I'll still be number one."

Nie Huaisang, the second son of the Nie family in Qinghe, said loudly, "I'm going to Yunmeng to study next year! Don't stop me!"

A basin of cold water poured over: "No one will stop you. Your elder brother will just break your leg."

Wei WuXian said, "Actually, Gusu is also quite fun."

Nie Huaisang said, "Brother Wei! You and I are like old friends at first sight. Listen to my heartfelt advice. Yunshen is nowhere better than Lotus Pier. When you come to Suzhou, remember that there is one person not to provoke."

Wei Wuxian: "Who? Lan Qiren?"

Nie Huaisang: "It's not that old man. What you have to be careful of is his proud disciple named Lan Zhan."

Wei WuXian: "The Lan Zhan? Lan WangJi?"

The Lan family's twin jades are in the limelight among the juniors, and when Lan Zhan was fourteen years old, he was offered as a role model by the elders and compared with his own children. Nie Huaisang said, "Which other Lan Zhan is there? That's the one. Compared with his uncle, there is nothing worse than that. It's rigid and strict."

Wei Wuxian gave an "oh" and asked, "Is he a handsome boy?"

Jiang Cheng sneered and said, "Gusu Lan, who is ugly? Even his disciples refuse to accept people with disfigured facial features. You should find a mediocre person to show me."

Wei Wuxian quipped, "Extremely handsome." He compared his head, "All in white, with a striped forehead, a stern face, and a sword on his back, he looks like he's wearing a linen and wearing filial piety."

"..." Nie Huaisang affirmed: "It's him!" After a pause, he said, "But he has retreated recently. You only came yesterday. When did you see him?"

"last night."

"Last night... last night?!" Jiang Cheng was stunned: "I don't know where Yunshen has a curfew, where did you meet him? Why didn't I know?"

Wei Wuxian pointed, "There."

He was referring to a high eaves.

Everyone was speechless, Jiang Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "You just made trouble for me! What's going on?"

Wei WuXian smiled and said: "It's nothing. We didn't pass by that 'Tianzixiao' restaurant when we came, and it was sold out. I couldn't bear it anymore, so I went down the mountain to the city and brought back two jars. Dreams don't have to be drunk."

Jiang Cheng: "What about the wine?"

Wei Wuxian: "Not only did he climb over the eaves of the wall, but he caught him before he stepped in with one foot."

A teenager said, "Brother Wei, you are really lucky. I'm afraid he just got out of the prison and was on the night patrol, and you were caught by him."

Jiang Cheng said, "The night returner is not allowed to enter at the end of Mao Shi, so how could he let you in?"

Wei WuXian spread his hands and said, "That's why he didn't let me in. He just wanted me to take out the leg that came in. You said how to take it away, so he gently went up and asked what I was holding in my hand. what is."

Jiang Cheng: "How did you tell him?"

Wei Ying: "'The Son of Heaven laughs! If you share a jar with you, can you pretend that you didn't see me?'"

Jiang Cheng sighed, "...Yunshen doesn't know where drinking alcohol is prohibited. Sin is one more class."

Wei WuXian said, "He told me the same. I asked, 'Why don't you tell me, what's wrong with your family?' He seemed a little angry and asked me to see the discipline stone in front of the mountain. , more than 3,000 pieces, still written in seal script, who will read it. Have you read it? Have you read it? Anyway, I didn't read it. What's so angry about it.

"That's right!" Everyone felt the same way and said yes, as if seeing each other late: "It's unbelievable, there are more than 3,000 family rules without repetition, what's not to kill in the territory, not to fight privately, not to yín| Chaos, no night walks, no loud noise, no rushing, that’s fine. There’s still “no unreasonable laughter, no sitting posture, no over three bowls of food”…” Wei WuXian hurriedly said, “What, Private fights are also forbidden?"

"...Forbidden. Don't tell me you fought with him."

Wei Wuxian: "I beat it. I also knocked over a jar of Tianzixiao."

Everyone clapped their legs and shouted a pity, Jiang Cheng said, "Didn't you bring two altars, but one more?"

"Drinked."

Jiang Cheng only felt a headache and had a bad premonition: "Where did you drink it?"

"Drinking it in front of him. I said: 'Okay, Yunshen doesn't know where alcohol is banned, so I won't go in and drink it while standing on the wall. It's not a violation of the ban'. Just drink it in front of him. clean."

"……Then?"

"Then it started fighting."

"Brother Wei." Nie Huaisang said, "You are so arrogant."

"Brother, let the younger brother call you brother! You were not beaten down by Lan Zhan!"

"You're going to die, Brother Wei! Lan Zhan has never suffered such a loss. Most of the time he's going to follow you. Be careful, although Lan Zhan doesn't listen to us with us, he is punished in the Lan family!"

Wei WuXian was not afraid, waved his hand and said, "What are you afraid of! It's not that Lan Zhan has been a prodigy since he was a child, a world-shattering talent? He is so smart, he must have learned all the things his uncle taught him, and he has been in seclusion and practice all day long. No time to stare at me. I..."

Before they finished speaking, everyone walked around a wall of leaking windows, and saw a young man in white sitting in the blue room, with long hair and a forehead.

The dozen or so mouths seemed to have been silenced, and they silently entered the Lan room. They silently chose their respective seats and sat down, tacitly vacating the bookcase around Lan Wangji.

Jiang Cheng patted Wei Wuxian on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "I've got my eye on you. Please ask for more blessings."

Wei Wuxian turned his head just in time to see Lan Wangji's profile, extremely handsome and elegant, and he was sitting extremely upright, looking straight ahead. He had the heart to speak, but Lan Qiren walked into the Lan room at this moment.

Lan Qiren is tall and thin, with a straight waist. Although his face is full of black goatee, he should not be very old. The Gusu Lan Clan produced a handsome man, so he shouldn't be too ugly, but there was an old-fashioned, pedantic and rigid air all over his body, and calling him an old man would not disobey. He came in with a scroll, opened it and rolled to the ground, and he actually took the scroll and started talking about the Lan family rules.

All the teenagers in the room turned blue when they heard it. Wei Wuxian was bored in his heart, his eyes flew around, and flew to the side of Lan Wangji's face, seeing that he was completely focused and serious, he couldn't help being shocked: "He can hear such a boring thing so much. serious!"

Suddenly, Lan Qiren in front of him threw the scroll and sneered: "It's carved on the stone wall, and no one sees it. That's why I just repeat it one by one to see who else is banned under the pretext of ignorance. Since this is the case, some people are absent-minded. OK, I'll talk about something else."

Although this sentence made sense to everyone in this room, Wei WuXian had an intuition that this was a warning to him. Sure enough, Lan Qiren said, "Wei Ying."

Wei Wuxian said, "Yes."

"I ask you, are demons and ghosts the same thing?"

Wei Wuxian smiled, "No."

"Why not? How to tell the difference?"

"Monsters are transformed by non-human living things; demons are transformed by living human beings; ghosts are transformed by dead people; monsters are transformed by non-human dead things."

"What business did the ancestors of the Qinghe Nie Sect do?"

"Butcher."

"The Lanling Jin family emblem is white peony, which white peony is it?"

"Venus Snow làng."

"Who is the first person in the sect of cultivating cultivating and declining?"

"The ancestor of the Qishan Wen clan, Wen Mao."

His answer was fluent, but the other disciples in the audience heard the ups and downs in their hearts. While they were lucky, they prayed that he would never get into trouble, that he must keep answering, and that Lan Qiren would never have the opportunity to draw some other people. Lan Qiren said, "As a child of the Yunmeng Jiang Sect, these should have been familiar to everyone, and if they answered correctly, there is nothing to be proud of. Let me ask you again, there is an executioner today, with parents, wives, and children. More than a hundred people were beheaded during their lifetimes. He died in the market, exposed his corpse for seven days, suffocated with resentment, and committed murder. What's going on?"

This time, Wei Wuxian didn't answer right away. Others just thought he was in trouble and started to get restless, but Lan Qiren scolded, "See what he's gān, and you guys think about it for me too!"

The crowd quickly followed suit. He died in the market, and exposed his corpse for seven days. It is very difficult to deal with a proper big ghost and a big corpse. I just hope that he will not take a moment to answer by himself. Seeing that Wei Wuxian didn't answer for a while, Lan Qiren just thoughtfully said, "Wangji, tell him what to do."

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There was a very terrible bug in the little black house today...the 8000-word manuscript was almost lost in QAQ

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☆, Yasao fourth 4

Lan Wangji didn't look at Wei Wuxian, nodded his head in salute, and said in a low voice, "There are three methods: the first is to save, the second is to suppress, and the third is to eliminate. If you wish, get rid of your obsessions; if you don’t work well, you will be suppressed; if the crime is too bad and the resentment will not dissipate, it will be cut down and rooted, and it will not be allowed to exist.