The named Sect Master Ouyang's eyelids jumped along with his heart, only to hear Jiang Cheng say coldly: "If I remember correctly, the one who spoke is your son. Repaying kindness, repaying revenge? Really strong. "

Sect Master Ouyang hurriedly said: "Zizhen! Come back, come to Daddy's place!"

Ouyang Zi was really the "many seeds" who had beaten his chest and cried A-Qing. He asked in confusion, "Dad, it's not you who asked me to come on this ship, so don't bother you?"

Sect Master Ouyang wiped his sweat and said, "Okay! Are you not enough of the limelight today? Come here!" After his son said a few words to Wei Wuxian, Jiang Cheng hated him.

Lan Wangji said to Lan Qiren, "Uncle, I want to save my brother."

Lan XiChen might still be under the control of Jin GuangYao, so Lan WangJi couldn't be relieved no matter what. Hearing him mention Lan Xichen, Lan Qiren sighed and said, "...whatever you want."

The rest of the people immediately turned to Jiang Cheng. Among the three most prominent clan leaders present, Lan Qiren made a statement, and Nie Huaisang did the same whether he made a statement or not, and now it's up to Jiang Cheng. Everyone knows that Sect Master Jiang, who is the opposite of Wei Wuxian, can't see him the most.

Jiang Cheng sneered, "You dare to go back to Lotus Pier."

Abandoning this sentence, he took Jin Ling's shoulders and went back to the cabin.

Sect Master Ouyang breathed a sigh of relief, and shouted to his son again: "You, you, you! The bigger you are, the more disobedient you are! You can't come over after all! If you don't come, I'll go and arrest you!"

Ouyang Zi was really concerned and said, "Father, you should go in and rest too. Your spiritual power has not recovered yet, so don't rush your sword."

Most people's spiritual power is still slowly recovering now, and Yu Jian might fall headfirst, so they can only take a boat. Sect Master Ouyang is extraordinarily tall and heavy. He really can't fly over to grab him now, and his son is so angry that he throws his sleeves into the cabin. Lan Qiren stood on the bow of the boat and said to Lan Wangji, "You stay there?"

Lan Wangji nodded silently. Lan Qiren also turned around and entered. One after another, all the monks entered the warehouse and sat down. After the big boats no longer surrounded the fishing boat and gradually opened a certain distance, Wei Wuxian let out a long sigh of relief after driving normally.

After this breath of relief, his face was suddenly occupied by an extremely tired look, and he suddenly tilted to one side.

His shaking just now was not due to the instability of the fishing boat, but because he was so tired that he could not stand still.

The youngsters didn't think that his body was bloodied and terrifying, and wanted to help him with all his might as he had helped Lan SiZhui just now. But there was no need for them at all, Lan Wangji bent down slightly, put one arm around his arm, and slapped his knee with the other, and suddenly hugged Wei Wuxian horizontally.

He just hugged Wei Wuxian and walked into the cabin. There was no place to lie down in the cabin, only four long wooden benches, Lan Wangji put one hand around Wei Wuxian's waist, put his head on his shoulder, and put the four benches together with the other hand. Zhang put Wei Wuxian on the bed as wide as he could lie down, took out the handkerchief from his arms, and slowly wiped off the blood clots on Wei Wuxian's face. Just now, he was so busy flying around that he didn't have time to pay attention to his appearance. In a short while, a snow-white handkerchief was dyed black and red. And he wiped Wei Wuxian's face, but not his own. Seeing this, Lan Sizhui hurriedly took out his handkerchief, held it with both hands, and said, "Hanguang-Jun."

Lan Wangji said, "Mm."

Lan Sizhui heard a faint hint of approval and was overjoyed. Lan WangJi lowered his head, held the handkerchief on his face, and when he wiped it, the snow turned white, and all the youths breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, Hanguang-jun wants to look like ice and snow, and it is normal to look at it.

A young man said, "Hanguang-Jun, why did the old Yiling... senior Yiling fall?"

Lan Wangji said, "I'm tired."

Another boy wondered: "Tired? I thought..."

He didn't say why, but everyone knew that the legendary Yiling Patriarch would get tired from dealing with the walking corpses.

Lan WangJi shook his head and said only three words: "It's all human."

All are people. How can people not get tired, how can they never fall down.

The bench was all put together by Lan WangJi, and all the teenagers could only squat in a circle. If Wei Wuxian was awake, he was joking, and after teasing this and that, it would be very lively in the cabin at the moment, but right now he was lying down, and only Hanguang-Jun was sitting beside him with his waist straight.

Generally speaking, someone should be chatting a few words to liven up the atmosphere, but Lan WangJi didn't speak, and others didn't dare to speak. After squatting for a while, the cabin was still dead silent.

All the teenagers slandered: "...It's so boring."

They were so bored that their eyes began to flow: "Why doesn't Hanguang-jun say a word? Why is Senior Wei still awake?"

Ouyang Zizhen put his hands on his cheeks, pointed to this, pointed to that, and said, "Hanguang-jun has always been like this without saying a word, how can Senior Wei bear to stay with him all day..."

Lan SiZhui nodded solemnly and silently affirmed: "HanGuang-Jun, it has always been like this!"

Suddenly, Wei Wuxian frowned and tilted his head to one side. Lan WangJi slightly straightened his head to avoid twisting his neck. Wei Wuxian shouted, "Lan Zhan!"

Everyone thought he was about to wake up, and they were overjoyed, but Wei Wuxian's eyes were still tightly closed. Lan WangJi said as usual, "Yes. I'm here."

Wei Wuxian was silent again. As if very at ease, he continued to sleep.

Several teenagers stared blankly at the two of them, and for some unknown reason, they suddenly blushed.

Lan SiZhui stood up first and stammered, "Han, HanGuang-Jun, let's go out first..."

They almost fled, rushed to the deck, and was stunned by the night wind, and the feeling of panic just now dissipated. One person said: "What's the matter, why are we rushing out! Why!"

Ouyang Zizhen covered his face and said, "I don't know what's going on, but I suddenly felt that it was inappropriate to stay inside!"

Several people pointed at each other and shouted, "Why are you blushing!"

"I'm blushing when I see you blush!"

"Why blushing is a disease, is it contagious!"

Wen Ning didn't help Wei Wuxian from the beginning, didn't follow him into the cabin, and squatted on the deck. Everyone just thought it was strange, why he didn't go in, only now did he realize that the ghost general was so wise.

There is no room for a third person here!

☆、Chapter 85

Seeing them come out, Wen Ning seemed to have expected it, and vacated a squatting position for them. However, only Lan SiZhui walked over and crouched down beside him.

Several teenagers muttered on the other side: "Why does SiZhui and General Ghost seem to be very familiar. SiZhui doesn't look like someone who is familiar with each other?"

Wen Ning said, "Master Lan, can I call you A Yuan?"

All the teenagers were horrified in their hearts: "The ghost general is actually a familiar!"

Lan Sizhui said happily, "Yes!"

Wen Ning said, "A Yuan, how have you been all these years?"

Lan SiZhui said, "I'm fine."

Wen Ning nodded and said, "Hanguang-Jun must be very kind to you."

When Lan Sizhui heard him mention Lan Wangji with respect, he felt more and more close, and said, "Hanguang-Jun treats me like a brother and a father, and he taught me all my qin."

Wen Ning said, "Hanguang-Jun, when did you start taking you?"

After thinking for a while, Lan Sizhui said, "I can't remember it either, maybe it was when I was five or six years old. I don't even remember things that were too small. But when I was younger, Hanguang-Jun shouldn't be able to bring him with him. I, it seems that for several years, Hanguang-jun was in retreat."

He suddenly thought that that was the first time the mass graves were encircled and suppressed.

Inside the cabin, Lan WangJi looked up at the door that the juniors had dashed out, and then looked down at Wei WuXian, whose head was tilted to one side.

Wei Wuxian frowned again, turning his head back and forth as if uncomfortable. Seeing this, Lan Wangji stood up, walked over and bolted the wooden latch.

Then, he came back and sat next to Wei Wuxian, slowly lifted his head, and placed it gently on his lap.

This time, Wei Wuxian's head finally stopped shaking, and he lay down peacefully.

Sitting upright for a while, Lan Wangji raised his hand and removed his forehead and hair tie. His long black hair fell down, covering part of his fair face. He put the wipe on Wei Wuxian's chest, and was about to re-tie his hair. When he was grooming, Wei Wuxian seemed to feel a little cold, and he closed the collar, just in time, five fingers grabbed the wipe.

He grasped it tightly, Lan Wangji grabbed the end of the wiper and pulled it, but instead of pulling it out, Wei Wuxian's eyelashes trembled.

When Wei Wuxian slowly opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the wooden board above the cabin. He sat up, Lan Wangji was standing in front of a wooden window in the cabin, looking at the bright moon at the end of the river.

Wei WuXian said, "Hey, Hanguang-Jun, did I faint for a while?"

Lan WangJi said calmly, "Yes."

Wei Wuxian said again, "Where are you wiping your forehead?"

"..."

After asking, Wei Wuxian bowed his head again, and said strangely, "Aiya, what's going on, why is it in my hands?"

He rolled his legs off the bench and said, "I'm really sorry. Sometimes I like to scratch when I fall asleep. I'm sorry, here it is."

Lan WangJi looked at him, remained silent for a while, took the forehead wipe from him, and said, "It's okay."

Seeing his serious appearance, Wei Wuxian could not bear to laugh until he was hurt.

Just now, he really wanted to fall asleep for a moment, but he was not so weak that he fainted. Who would have guessed that he was only crooked, Lan Wangji quickly and incoherently copied him up, Wei Wuxian was embarrassed to open his eyes and said, "You don't have to do this, I can stand by myself."

Also, he didn't want to be put down. Why should he stand when he can be carried? So he let Lan Wangji carry him all the way in.

Wei Wuxian stroked his neck, secretly happy, proud, and regretful: "Hey, this person Lan Zhan... Really! If I had known, I wouldn't wake up, I continued to faint, I fainted all the way, every day. , anyway, there are legs to sleep on."

At the time of Yin, arrive at Yunmeng.

In front of the gate of Lotus Pier and on the pier, the lights are bright, reflecting the golden water on the water. In the past, this pier rarely had the opportunity to gather so many large and small ships at once, not only the guards in front of the gate, but even the old men who were standing by the river with stalls selling late-night snacks were stunned.

Jiang Cheng disembarked first, and said a few words to the guards, and immediately countless heavily armed disciples poured out of the gate. Everyone disembarked in batches, and the guests of the Yunmeng Jiang Sect arranged for them to enter.

Sect Master Ouyang finally caught his son, and he dragged him away while whispering a lesson. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji walked out of the cabin and jumped off the fishing boat. Wei Wuxian turned his head and said, "Wen Ning, are you free to walk around?"

Wen Ning nodded. Lan SiZhui chatted with him all the way, knowing that Jiang Cheng would not be unwilling to let him enter the gate of Lotus Pier, and said, "Mr. Wen, I'll accompany you outside to wait for Hanguang-Jun and Senior Wei."

Wen Ning said, "You accompany me?"

He looked happy, unexpected. Lan Sizhui said with a smile, "Yeah, anyway, the seniors are going in to discuss important matters, so it's useless for me to go in. Let's continue chatting. Where did we talk just now? Senior Wei really regards the two-year-old as a radish seed. in the soil?"

Although his voice was small, the two in front had extraordinary hearing ability. Wei Wuxian staggered. Lan WangJi's brows twitched and quickly recovered.

After the backs of the two disappeared at the gate of Lotus Pier, Lan Sizhui continued to whisper, "That little kid is really pitiful. However, in fact, Hanguang-Jun once put me in the rabbit pile, and they are almost the same... …”

Before stepping into the gate of Lotus Pier, Wei Wuxian took a deep breath to calm down.

But after entering the door, he was not as excited as he imagined.

Maybe because so many places have been renovated. The school field has been doubled, and the eaves and corners of the new buildings are scattered, which is more imposing and glorious than before. However, it was almost completely different from the Lotus Pier in his memory.

Wei Wuxian felt lost in his heart. don't know whether the old house was blocked by these gorgeous new buildings or was demolished and rebuilt.

After all, they are really too old.

On the school grounds, students from various schools began to form square formations, meditate cross-legged, continue to cultivate, and restore spiritual power. After nearly a day and a night of tossing, these people were exhausted and had to take a breath. Jiang Cheng, on the other hand, led the patriarchs and dignitaries into the hall of the house to discuss today's affairs again. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji followed, and others felt something was wrong, but they couldn't say anything.

As soon as he entered the inner hall, before he was seated, a person who looked like a guest came forward, presented a letter to Jiang Cheng with both hands, and said, "Sect Master."

Jiang Cheng glanced at it and said, "Who sent it?"

The guest said: "I don't know about my subordinates. It was just delivered today. Along with it, there was a batch of valuable medicinal materials. My subordinates were afraid that it was a gift from a patriarch. It is now temporarily placed in the side hall. , It has not been put into the warehouse. This letter has not been opened, and I will read it when you come back. It has been checked and there is no trace of a curse."

Jiang Cheng asked, "Who sent it?"

The guest said: "It's just an ordinary worker in the nearby city, who is entrusted by others and doesn't know how to do it."

It wasn't that anyone who wanted to write a letter to the head of the Yunmeng Jiang family could deliver it, and it was an unsigned letter. The sender of the letter obviously took this into consideration, and attached a batch of precious medicinal materials so that the guest who was in charge of receiving it did not dare to neglect it. None of the dozen or so patriarchs present spoke up, indicating that it was not sent by them either. Wei Wuxian's heart moved, and Qin Su's pale face appeared in his mind.

Jiang Cheng took the letter with one hand, and after two or three strokes, except for the seal on the envelope, he took out seven or eight sheets of paper. First, he swept it in a hurry. However, from the first row, his eyes twitched and he said, "Everyone, please sit down by yourself."

Originally, there were so many foreign guests present, and no matter what, they should not read the letter first, especially these guests were not here to drink tea and chat, but to discuss important matters. But Jiang Cheng took those pieces of paper and read it over and over again, the more he looked, the colder his expression became. In the end, he made an unexpected move: he gave the letter to Lan Qiren, who was sitting closest to him.

Lan Qiren was startled at first: "Sect Master Jiang, this is a letter for you, why did you show it to me?"

Jiang Cheng said, "Senior Lan, this letter is probably not only sent to a certain Jiang."

Seeing his insistence, Lan Qiren took the letter. After reading it, his expression and actions seemed to have been assimilated by Jiang Cheng, and he handed the letter to the next head of the family.

The patriarch only glanced at it and was stunned. The people on the side couldn't hold back their curiosity. When Jiang Cheng and Lan Qiren were reading the letter, they didn't dare to surround them. Looking at it, someone blurted out: "My God!"

"I didn't expect... Lian... Jin Guangyao could actually do such a thing..."