Chapter 43

He didn't expect Lan WangJi to really accompany him, he raised his head and drank this glass of wine. Unexpectedly, Lan Wangji looked at him and remained silent for a while, then suddenly rolled up his sleeves, reached out his hand, poured himself a glass of wine, made a decision, raised his glass and drank it slowly.

Wei WuXian wondered, "HanGuang-Jun, you are too considerate, are you really drinking with me?"

The last time he drank, Wei Wuxian didn't pay attention to his expression, but this time he paid more attention.

When Lan Wangji was drinking, he closed his eyes, frowned slightly, pursed his lips when he finished drinking, and then opened his eyes. In the eye wave, there will also be a layer of shallow water light.

Wei Wuxian raised his chin at the table, and began to count silently in his heart. Sure enough, at the eighth count, Lan Wangji put down the wine glass, rested his forehead, and closed his eyes - he fell asleep.

Wei Wuxian was completely convinced: Sure enough, he had to sleep first and then get drunk!

There was an inexplicable eagerness to try in his heart, and he drank the remaining wine in the jug in one gulp, stood up and walked around the private room with his hands behind his back. Side asked softly, "Lan Zhan?"

Should not. Wei WuXian said again, "Brother Wangji?"

Lan Wangji rested his forehead in his right hand, breathing very smoothly and gently.

This face and the hand holding the forehead are all white and flawless, like beautiful jade.

The faint scent of sandalwood emanating from his body was originally cold and somewhat desolate. However, at this moment, the sandalwood infused with alcohol, and the cold fragrance filled with warmth, as if mixed with a slightly drunken sweetness, and it was slightly intoxicating.

Wei Wuxian got close, the scent lingered in his breath, involuntarily, he leaned down a little lower, got closer to him, and vaguely thought, "Strange...how does it seem like? A little hot?"

In the fragrance of wine and sandalwood, his face was getting closer and closer, but he didn't realize it, his throat sank, and with a little frivolity, he murmured: "Lan Er...Brother..."

Suddenly, a voice came faintly: "Young Master..."

Wei Wuxian's face was already close to Lan Wangji, and the "big brother" on the bottom of his tongue was about to open his lips, he woke up when he heard the sound, his feet slipped, and he almost fell over.

He immediately blocked Lan WangJi behind him and turned to face the wooden window where the sound came from.

The wooden window was knocked carefully, and another small voice floated in through the crack of the window: "Master..."

Only then did Wei WuXian realize that his heart was beating a little faster, and he secretly whispered something strange. He calmed down, walked over, and propped up the window all at once. I saw a man in black hooked on the eaves and hung upside down outside the window, ready to knock again. Wei Wuxian slammed open the window and hit him on the head. He let out a soft "Ah" sound, held the window sash with both hands, and met Wei Wuxian.

A cold night wind blew through the window. Wen Ning opened his eyes, his eyes were no longer dead white, and he had a pair of quiet black pupils.

The two of them were like this, one was standing and the other was hanging upside down, looking at each other for a long time.

Wei Wuxian said, "Come down."

Wen Ning didn't catch the eaves all of a sudden and fell down, hitting the ground downstairs heavily.

Wei Wuxian wiped the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead.

He thought to himself: "This place is too right!"

Luckily picked this restaurant. In order to be quiet, the direction of the wooden window in the private room is not facing the pedestrian street, but a small forest. Wei Wuxian picked up the pole to prop up the wooden window, leaned out of the window, and looked down. Wen Ning's body was dead and dead, he smashed the ground out of a human-shaped pit, and lay in the pit, his eyes still staring at him.

Wei Wuxian shouted at him in a low voice, "I told you to come down, not to let you down. 'Come', understand?"

Wen Ning looked up at him, got up from the pit, patted the dirt on his body, and said hurriedly, "Oh. I'm here."

After speaking, he held the pillar again, ready to climb up along it. Wei WuXian said, "Stop! You're right there, I'll go look for you."

He returned to Lan Wangji, leaned into his ear and said, "Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, you must sleep a little longer. I'll be right back. How are you?"

After he finished speaking, his hands were a little itchy, and he couldn't help licking Lan Wangji's eyelashes with his fingertips.

Lan WangJi's long eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyebrows twitched slightly, slightly uneasy. Wei WuXian retracted his claws, jumped out of the window, bounced a few times on the branches and leaves at the corner of the eaves, and landed on the ground. Just as he turned around, Wen Ning knelt down in front of him.

Wei WuXian asked, "What are you doing?"

Wen Ning said nothing and lowered his head. Wei WuXian said, "Do you have to talk to me like this?"

Wen Ning whispered, "Young Master, I'm sorry."

Wei WuXian said, "Also."

After speaking, he also knelt down in front of Wen Ning. Wen Ning was startled and hurriedly kowtowed to him, and Wei WuXian immediately kowtowed to him. Wen Ning jumped up in fright, Wei WuXian then stood up, patted the dust on his hem, and said, "Wouldn't it be better to talk with your back straight like this earlier?"

Wen Ning lowered his head and dared not speak. Wei WuXian asked, "When did you regain your senses?"

Wen Ning said, "Just now."

Wei WuXian asked, "Do you still remember what happened when the head stabbing nail was in your head?"

Wen Ning said, "Some remember... some don't."

Wei WuXian asked, "Remember what?"

Wen Ning said, "I remember being chained to a dark place all the time, as if someone occasionally came to check."

Wei WuXian asked, "Do you remember who it was?"

Wen Ning said, "I don't remember. I only know that someone nailed something in my head."

Wei WuXian said, "It should be Xue Yang. He also used stabbing nails to control Song Lan. He used to be a guest secretary of the Lanling Jin Sect, but he didn't know if he did it himself or at the behest of the LanlingJin Sect. It's gone." After thinking for a while, he added, "It should be the Lanling Jin Sect's instigation. Back then, it was announced to the outside world that you had been smashed to ashes. If it wasn't for the Lanling Jin Sect to interfere, he probably wouldn't have been able to hide from the sky alone."

"And then? How did you get to Dafan Mountain?"

Wen Ning said, "Later, after an unknown period of time, I suddenly heard applause, and when I heard you say, "You're not awake," I broke the chain and rushed out..."

That was the order Wei Wuxian gave to the three corpses when he was in Mojiazhuang.

In the past, the Yiling Patriarch had issued countless orders to the Ghost General, so he also heard the first order Wei Wuxian issued after he returned to the world.

So, Wen Ning, who was in a state of chaos, began to follow the guidance of his peers and Wei Wuxian's instructions to find him. The Lanling Jin Sect also understood that the matter of hiding the ghost generals should not be publicized, otherwise the news would not only damage the family's reputation, but also cause panic, so even if Wen Ning ran away, he would not dare to chase after Wen Ning with great fanfare. Wen Ning wandered all the way, and finally caught up with Wei Wuxian's flute call at Dafan Mountain, and successfully rendezvoused.

Wei WuXian sighed and said, "Your 'I don't know how long' it has been, it's been more than ten years."

After a pause, he said, "But I'm pretty much the same here. Would you like me to tell you something about what happened over the years."

Wen Ning said, "I've heard of some."

Wei WuXian said, "What did you hear?"

Wen Ning said, "I heard that the mass graves are gone, and the people... are all gone."

In fact, Wei Wuxian wanted to tell him some innocuous anecdotes, such as the Lan family's family rules changed from 3,000 to 4,000, but Wen Ning could not help but keep silent when he opened his mouth.

But the heavy is heavy, Wen Ning's tone is not sad, as if he knew it. In fact, it was indeed known earlier. As early as more than ten years ago, the worst has been predicted countless times.

After a moment of silence, Wei WuXian said, "What else did you hear?"

Wen Ning said softly, "Sect Master Jiang Chengjiang led people to surround and suppress the mass graves. I'll kill you."

Wei WuXian said, "I have to clarify this. He didn't kill me. I was killed by backlash."

Wen Ning finally looked up at him and said, "But, Sect Master Jiang, he clearly..."

Wei WuXian said, "It's impossible for a person to walk on a single-plank bridge for a lifetime. It's impossible."

Wen Ning seemed to want to sigh, but he had no breath to sigh. Wei WuXian said, "Okay, let's not mention him. Did you hear anything else?"

"Yes." Wen Ning looked at him, "Young Master Wei, you died so miserably."

"..." Seeing his desolate expression, Wei WuXian said, "Hey, you haven't heard any good news at all?"

Wen Ning frowned, "Yeah. Really not at all."

"..." Wei Wuxian was speechless.

At this time, there was a loud cracking sound of porcelain in the lobby on the first floor. Lan SiZhui's voice followed, "Didn't we talk about Xue Yang before? Why are we arguing about this?"

Jin Ling angrily said, "I'm talking about Xue Yang, am I wrong? What did Xue Yang do? He's a scumbag, and Wei Ying is even more disgusting than him! What does 'can't generalize'? To remain in the world is a scourge, that is, all of them should be killed, dead, and extinct!"

Wen Ning moved, Wei Wuxian waved his hand to signal him to stop. Lan Jingyi also joined in, shouting, "Why are you making such a fuss? SiZhui didn't say that Wei WuXian shouldn't be killed, he just said that all the people who cultivate the ghost path are not necessarily all people like Xue Yang, you Is it necessary to throw things? I haven't eaten that yet..."

Jin Ling sneered: "Didn't he also say, 'The creator of this Dao may not have thought of using it to do evil'? Who is the 'creator of this Dao'? You tell me, who else but Wei Ying! It's really puzzling. Your Gusu Lan clan is also a famous family in Xianmen. Many people in your family died at the hands of Wei Ying, right? Did killing the zombies and the gang of minions under his command have a headache? Why are you Lan Yuan? You're speaking so strangely? Listening to what you said just now, is it possible that you still want to excuse Wei Ying!"

Lan Yuan is Lan SiZhui's name. He defended: "I'm not trying to excuse him. It's just a suggestion. Don't make any conclusions before you don't know the reason. It should be noted that before coming to Yicheng, there were many people who asserted that Chang Ping of the Yueyang Chang clan was Xiaoxing. Did Taoist Chen kill him for revenge? But what is the truth?"

Jin Ling said: "Whether Chang Ping was killed by Daoist Master Xiao Xingchen, no one saw it. Everyone is just guessing, what kind of assertion is that? How many cultivators lost their lives to his hands, to Wen Ning and Yinhu Talisman! This is a fact that countless people see in the eyes, so I can't argue, I can't deny it! And he instigated Wen Ning to kill my father and kill me Mother, I will never forget these!"

If there was blood on Wen Ning's face, it would have disappeared at this moment.

He whispered, "...Miss Jiang's son?"

Wei Wuxian didn't move.

Jin Ling added: "My uncle grew up with him, my grandfather treated him like his own, and my grandmother treated him well, but what about him? Lianhuawu was once reduced to a devil's nest for the Wen clan, which caused Yun The Mengjiang clan fell apart, causing both my grandparents and my parents to perish, and now only my uncle is left! of!"

He was aggressive, and Lan SiZhui should not say a word. After a long while, another teenager said: "Okay, why are you arguing about this? Let's not mention it, okay? We're eating, and the dishes are cold."

Listening to the voice, it was the "Amorous Seed" that Wei Wuxian had ridiculed. Another person echoed, "Zizhen is right, stop arguing. SiZhui means he doesn't pay attention to what he's saying. How could he expect so much from a casual sentence. Young Master Jin, sit down and have a meal together."

"Yeah, everyone just came out of Yicheng. It's a life-threatening friendship... Why should you lose a word for this unintentional."

Jin Ling snorted. Lan SiZhui spoke only then, but he was still polite: "Sorry, I was the one who made a blunder. Young Master Jin, please sit down. If you keep arguing, it will be bad to lead Hanguang-Jun down."

When mentioned Hanguang-Jun, it really had a miraculous effect. Jin Ling didn't even hum for a while. There was a sound of moving the table and bench, and it seemed that he was sitting down. The lobby became noisy again, and the voices of the teenagers were quickly drowned out in the staggered cups, plates, dishes, and chopsticks. Wei Wuxian and Wen Ning were still standing quietly in the woods, their faces sullen.

In silence, Wen Ning knelt down silently again. It took Wei Wuxian a long time to notice his movement, then he waved his hands and said, "It's none of your business."

Wen Ning was about to speak when he suddenly looked behind Wei Wuxian and was slightly startled. Wei Wuxian was about to turn around to look, when he saw someone dressed in white pass over him, lift his foot, and kick Wen Ning's shoulder.

Wen Ning was kicked so hard that a human-shaped pit was created.

Wei WuXian hurriedly grabbed Lan WangJi, who was about to kick him again, and said, "HanGuang-Jun, HanGuang-Jun! Calm down!"

It seemed that the time for "sleep" had passed, and the time for "drunk" had come, and Lan Wangji found it.

This situation is inexplicably familiar, and the history is surprisingly similar. Only this time, Lan WangJi looked more normal than last time, his boots were not reversed, and even when he kicked Wen Ning as rudely, his face became more serious, upright and righteous, making it impossible to pick out a single flaw. . After being held back by Wei Wuxian, he shook his sleeves, nodded, and stood proudly where he was, not kicking as he said. Wei Wuxian took the time to ask Wen Ning, "How are you?"

Wen Ning said, "I'm fine."

Wei WuXian said, "Get up when you're okay! What are you doing on your knees?"

Wen Ning got up, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Young Master Lan."

Lan Wangji frowned, covered his ears, turned his back to Wen Ning, faced Wei Wuxian, and blocked his sight with his body.

Wen Ning: "..."

Wei WuXian said, "You'd better not stand here, Lan Zhan, er, doesn't like seeing you very much."

Wen Ning said, "...What's wrong with Young Master Lan?"

Wei WuXian said, "It's nothing. I'm just drunk."

"Ah?" Wen Ning was at a loss, and seemed to find it difficult to accept this fact. After a while, he finally said, "Then... what should I do?"

Wei WuXian said, "What else can I do? I'll take him into the house and throw him on the bed to sleep."

Lan Wangji said, "Okay."

Wei WuXian said, "Huh? Aren't you covering your ears? How come you can hear me again?"

This time Lan WangJi didn't answer, and still covered his ears tightly, as if he wasn't the one who interrupted just now. Wei Wuxian laughed and said to Wen Ning, "Be careful yourself."

Wen Ning nodded, and couldn't help but glance at Lan Wangji again. As he was about to retreat, Wei Wuxian stopped him again and said, "Wen Ning. You... or find a place to hide first."

Wen Ning was startled, Wei WuXian said, "You've already died twice, so take a good rest."

After he left, Wei WuXian took Lan WangJi's hands over his ears and said, "Okay, let's go, I can't hear any sound or see anyone."

Only then did Lan Wangji let go of his hand, and his light-colored eyes stared blankly at him.

The eyes are too clear and straight, the desire to do evil is surging in Wei Wuxian's heart, something in his body seems to be ignited, and he smiles maliciously, "Lan Zhan, what should I ask, what do you answer? What are you doing, what are you doing?"

Lan Wangji said, "Mm."

Wei WuXian said, "Take off your forehead wipes."

As expected, Lan WangJi put his hand behind his head, slowly unfastened the strap, and took off the white forehead embroidered with cirrus patterns.

Wei WuXian took the wipe in his hand, and looked at it carefully for a while, then said, "It's nothing special, I thought it was hiding some huge secret. Then why did you take it off before? So angry?" Could it be that Lan WangJi just hated him and all his actions?

Suddenly, he felt his wrist tighten. saw Lan Wangji tied his hands with his forehead, and started to tie the knots slowly.

Wei WuXian asked, "What are you doing?"

He wanted to see what Lan Wangji was going to do, so he let him act on his own. Lan WangJi tied his hands tightly, first tied a slipknot, thought about it, as if feeling inappropriate, untied it and changed it to a dead knot. After thinking about it again, I still felt that it was not right, so I called again.

Behind Gusu Lan's forehead is a dangling streamer, which flutters freely when in action, and is extremely beautiful, so it is also very long. Lan Wangji made seven or eight dead knots in a row, forming a bunch of ugly little knots, and then he stopped with satisfaction.

Wei WuXian said, "Hey, do you still want this forehead wipe?"

Lan Wangji's brows stretched out, holding the other end of the wiper's forehead, taking Wei Wuxian's hand and holding it up in front of him, as if he was admiring his great masterpiece. Wei Wuxian's hand was lifted by him, and he thought to himself, "I'm like a prisoner... No, why should I play with him like this? Shouldn't I play with him?"

Suddenly awake, Wei WuXian said, "Untie it for me."

Lan Wangji happily stretched out his hand, repeated the trick, and stretched out to his collar and belt. Wei WuXian said, "Not to untie this! Untie this in your hand, untie this thing you tied to me, this forehead wipe."

If he was bound by Lan Wangji and stripped naked, the scene would be terrifying to think about!

After listening to his request, Lan Wangji frowned again, and remained motionless for a while. Wei Wuxian raised his hand to show him, and coaxed, "Aren't you listening to me, let me untie this for my brother. Be good."

Lan WangJi glanced at him and looked away calmly, as if he couldn't understand what he was saying, and he needed to think hard for a while. Wei WuXian shouted, "Oh, I get it! If you tie me up, you'll be very excited, but if you untie it, you won't understand, right?"

The forehead of the Lan family is the same as the material used in their clothes. It seems light and elegant, but in fact it is extremely solid. Lan Wangji was tied tightly, and tied a long string of dead knots. Wei Wuxian couldn't break free, thinking, "This is really shooting himself in the foot. Fortunately, he wiped his forehead and not something. Binding immortal ropes and other ghosts, otherwise he will have to tie me up."

While looking into the distance, Lan WangJi was holding the band that wiped his forehead in his hand, pulling and shaking it, as if he was having fun. Wei WuXian begged bitterly, "Can you untie it for me? Hanguang-Jun, how can you do such a thing with such an immortal person? What are you trying to do with me tied up? It's not good, let others see it. What do we do when we arrive? Huh?"

After listening to the last sentence, Lan Wangji pulled him out of the woods.

Wei Wuxian was dragged away by him, staggering and said, "You, you, wait a while. I mean it's not good for people to see, I don't mean to let you show this to others. Hey! Are you pretending not to listen? Understand? Did you do it on purpose? You only understand what you want to understand, right? Lan Zhan, Lan Wangji!"

Before he finished speaking, Lan Wangji had dragged him out of the woods, circled back to the street, and re-entered the lobby from the first floor of the restaurant.

A group of juniors are still eating, drinking, and playing. Although it was a little unpleasant just now, young people can always forget about the unpleasantness immediately. They were having a good time with the wine order. Several daring juniors of the Lan family wanted to drink secretly. Some people kept staring at the stairs on the second floor to let the wind blow, so as not to be discovered by Lan Wangji. No one expected that Lan Wangji would suddenly drag Wei Wuxian along. Stepping in through the door they were not prepared for, they turned their heads and were all stunned.

Bang bang bang bang, Lan Jingyi rushed to hide the wine cup on the table, knocking over several dishes and bowls along the way. Lan SiZhui stood up and said, "Han, HanGuang-Jun, why did you guys come in again from this side..."

Wei WuXian smiled and said, "Haha, you guys, Hanguang-kun, are too hot to sit, come out to blow air, and make a surprise attack on a whim. No, I really caught you guys stealing and drinking."

He prayed in his heart, asking Lan Zhan to drag him upstairs directly, without talking to anyone or doing any unnecessary actions. As long as he continues to remain silent and maintain his frosty appearance, no one will find out that something is wrong with him.

Just thinking about it, Lan WangJi pulled him and walked to the table of the group of juniors.

Lan SiZhui said in shock, "HanGuang-Jun, your forehead wipe..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Wei Wuxian's hand.

Hanguang-jun wiped his forehead and tied it to Wei Wuxian's wrist.

As if not many people noticed this, Lan WangJi took the strap covering his forehead, pulled Wei WuXian's hand up, and showed it to everyone.