Chapter 64

Wei Wuxian took out the flute and played a section according to the score. Sure enough, the two tunes were disconnected. The half-notation on the previous page and the half-notation on the next page are not the same piece at all.

There should be another page in the middle of the two pages, which has been carefully torn away without leaving a trace.

This person tore it very carefully, leaving no traces of pages behind, making it difficult for anyone to notice. Wei Wuxian flipped through the book, and saw the three-character title written on the dark blue cover.

Wei WuXian said, "'Lan Soul Copy'? What kind of book is this? The tune in the book is a bit weird."

Lan Wangji said, "A collection of Dongying's secret songs."

Wei WuXian said, "The one from Dongying? No wonder the tone is different from ours."

Lan XiChen looked complicated and said: "..."Lan Soul Copy", it is said that a monk of the Lan clan in Gusu, drifted overseas by boat, wandering in the eastern land for several years, and collected a collection of evil songs. The songs in this book, if they are played with spiritual power, can be used to harm people, or become increasingly thin, or feel irritable, or have agitated blood or five senses... A person with high spiritual power can Within seven rings, people's lives will be taken."

Wei Wuxian patted the table and said, "That's it!"

He was very happy, and this shot almost knocked over the paper lantern on the desk, Lan Wangji quickly helped it up. Wei WuXian said, "Sect Master Lan, is there a piece of music in this 'Lan Soul Copy' that can disturb people's minds, make people's souls agitate, churning qi and blood, irritable and so on?"

Lan XiChen said: "...There should be."

Wei WuXian added, "Jin Guangyao's spiritual power is not enough, so he can't take someone's life within seven rings, and it's too obvious to do so, he definitely won't choose such a lethal evil song. But if he uses the For Chi Fengzun to play the Mysterious Song of Qingxin and help him calm down, and play it for three consecutive months, is it possible that this tune can catalyze Chi Fengzun’s attacks like taking chronic poison?”

Lan XiChen said, "...Yes."

Wei WuXian said: "Then, the speculation is very reasonable. The fragment that does not belong to "Xi Hua" is from a missing page of this "Lan Po Copy". Dongying's evil songs are quite complicated and difficult to learn. He didn't have time to transcribe them in the forbidden book room, so he had to tear them up—no, no, Jin Guangyao has the ability to remember them, and he tore out this page, not because he couldn't remember To live, but to die without proof. Make sure that if one day something happens to the public, or someone is caught on the spot, you will not be able to determine the source of this melody.

"Everything he did was extremely cautious. In front of you, he played the full version of "Xihua" calmly. Chi Fengzun is not a person who is addicted to elegance. He heard you play "Xihua", Sect Master Lan, You should have a general impression of the melody. Therefore, Jin Guangyao did not dare to play the evil tune for him directly. Instead, he took a lot of trouble to combine two tunes with completely different styles and completely opposite effects. It blends well without being abrupt and integrated, and the talent for rhythm is really high. I guess he only used a little spiritual power in the paragraph of "Xi Hua", and only exerted his power in the paragraph of "Ran Po Copy". After all, Chi Fengzun If you are not proficient in this way, you will naturally be unable to tell the difference, but one of them has been altered by Jin Guangyao into an evil song!"

After a long silence, Lan XiChen whispered: "...Although he often goes in and out of Yunshen and doesn't know where he is, I haven't told him about the forbidden book room at the bottom of the library."

Wei WuXian said, "Sect Master Lan, with all due respect, Lian Fangzun worked as an undercover agent in the Qishan Wen Sect's Evernight City during the Sun Shooting Campaign, and he was an extremely successful undercover agent. He could find the secret room of the man, sneaked in without knowing it, memorized all the maps and files, and transcribed the information and sent it back to Jinlintai. In front of him, the forbidden book room of the Lan Family Bookstore... Really A piece of cake."

Lan XiChen held the paper on which the remnant was written in his hand, stared at it for a while, and said, "I, think of a way to try this remnant."

Lan Wangji said, "Brother?"

Lan XiChen said: "When the eldest brother died, the period of encirclement and suppression of the mass graves was over, and Wei Gongzi is no longer alive. If you test it, this fragment can indeed confuse people's minds. It's not a fabrication, I..."

Wei WuXian said, "Lord Zewu, try evil songs with a stranger, I'm afraid it will run counter to the Gusu Lan family command."

Lan XiChen said, "I will try it myself."

As the head of the Gusu Lan Clan, to actually say such nonsense words, it can be seen that he is in a turmoil at the moment. Lan WangJi raised his voice slightly: "Brother!"

Lan XiChen held his forehead with his hand, as if he was enduring something, and said solemnly, "Wang Ji, the Jin Guangyao I know is completely different from the Jin Guangyao you know, and the Jin Guangyao in the eyes of the world. Man! For so many years, in my eyes, he has always been... bearing humiliation, caring about all beings, and showing respect and pity. I have always believed that the world's criticism of him is all out of misunderstanding, and what I know is the most real. You want me to believe right now that everything this person is in front of me is fake. He planned to kill one of his righteous brothers, and I was also part of his design. I even helped him... Can you? Allow me to be more cautious and make judgments?"

Lan XiChen originally thought of Nie MingJue and Jin GuangYao's grudges, and wanted them to be reconciled as before, so he taught Jin GuangYao to practice the Mysterious Song of Qingxin, and asked him to help Nie MingJue calm down on his behalf. Who knew that his kindness turned out to be Jin Guangyao's sinister evil, so how can people deal with this?

The three didn't speak again. It wasn't until he left the library that Lan Wangji said, "I'm going to see my uncle."

Lan XiChen, who was silent for a long time, also said, "I'll take Young Master Wei back. Come back later."

He led Wei Wuxian through the white stone path that Yunshen didn't know where to go for a while, and then returned to the secluded small building full of gentian in Yunshen. Standing in front of the door, Wei WuXian asked, "Does Mr. Lan know about HanGuang-Jun..."

Lan XiChen said, "Not long after my uncle woke up, I told everyone to stop talking to him."

If Lan Qiren knew of the good things Lan Wangji had done with him at Jinlintai, he would have to faint again as soon as he woke up. Wei WuXian said, "It's hard work, Senior Lan."

Lan XiChen said, "Uncle really worked hard."

Suddenly, he said, "Master Wei, do you know where this house is?"

Wei WuXian said, "Why does Lord Zewu think I'll know?"

Lan XiChen glanced at him and said, "This is where my mother lived in Yunshen back then."

Lan XiChen's mother, Lan WangJi's mother. Wei Wuxian felt strange. The residences of the previous generations of the Gusu Lan Sect's patriarchs were "cold rooms", and it was definitely not this small house hidden in a corner of Yunshen. Could it be that Lan Wangji's parents were also not compatible with Jiang Fengmian and Madam Yu, and were forced to get married, so they lived separately?

The head of the house and the wife of the head of the house are separated, no matter how you think about it, there will be no happy reason. Moreover, the wife of the previous head of the Gusu Lan family, Qinghengjun, is said to be weak and deficient. ”, arms such as disfigurement, disability and the like. Therefore, Wei Wuxian was inconvenienced to ask more questions, so he kept silent and waited for Lan Xichen to speak.

Lan XiChen said, "Young Master Wei, you should know that my father is in seclusion all the year round and doesn't care about world affairs. Over the years, my uncle has taken care of most of the Gusu Lan family."

Wei Wuxian said, "I know this."

Lan XiChen lowered his hand, holding the cracked ice hand that was not in the white sleeve, and said slowly, "My father is in seclusion all year round because of my mother. This place is called a residence... it is better to say that it is a place of house arrest."

Wei Wuxian was stunned.

Qinghengjun, the father of Zewujun and Hanguangjun, was also a famous person who was famous for a while. He became famous when he was young, and his scenery was the same. When he was weak, he suddenly retired and announced his marriage. It is a retreat, in fact, it is more like a retreat. Others have guessed many reasons, but none have been confirmed.

Lan XiChen leaned down beside the gentian flower bushes and gently caressed the delicate and thin petals, saying, "When my father was young, he met my mother outside the city of Gusu on his way back from a night hunting." He smiled slightly and said, "It is said that it was love at first sight."

Wei Wuxian also smiled and said, "Young and affectionate."

Lan XiChen said, "But this woman didn't fall in love with him, and she killed one of my father's mentors."

This is really beyond imagination. Wei Wuxian knows that it is very rude to ask, but when he thinks that this is Lan Wangji's parents, he can't help but ask, "Why?!"

Lan XiChen said: "I don't know, but I think it's nothing more than 'right and wrong'."

Wei WuXian was inconvenienced to dig deeper, so he pressed down forcibly and said, "Then... and then?"

"Then," Lan XiChen said, "My father was naturally very painful when he learned the truth. But after struggling again, he still secretly brought this woman back, and despite the opposition of the clan, he worshipped her in heaven and earth without saying a word. He also told everyone in the clan that this is his wife for the rest of his life, whoever wants to touch her will pass him first."

Wei Wuxian opened his eyes.

Lan XiChen continued: "After the ceremony was completed, my father found a house, locked up my mother, and found another house to lock himself up. It's called a retreat.

After a pause, he said, "Young Master Wei, can you understand why he did this?"

After a moment of silence, Wei WuXian said, "He couldn't forgive the murderer who killed his mentor, and he couldn't watch the woman he loves die, so he had to marry her to protect her life, and he forced himself not to see her. "

Lan XiChen said, "Do you think this is the right thing to do?"

Wei Wuxian said, "I don't know."

Lan XiChen looked slightly dazed and said, "Then what do you think is the right thing to do?"

Wei Wuxian said, "I don't know."

After a long while, Lan XiChen said in a low voice: "My father did this, it can be said that he was desperate. The elders in the clan were very angry, but they all watched him grow up, and they had no choice but to strictly keep the secret and hint at Gusu to the outside world. The wife of the Lan family has a hidden illness and is not suitable to be seen by others. When Wangji and I were born, they immediately took us out to take care of others.

"My uncle... had an upright temperament. Because of my mother's affairs, my father self-destructed his whole life. He especially hated those with bad conduct. Therefore, he taught me and Wangji to be very dedicated and strict. Every month we I can only see my mother once, in this small building."

The two young children face only a stern uncle, strict teaching, and piles of books. No matter how tired or tired they are, they have to straighten their tender waists and be the best children in the family. A role model in the eyes. He was not allowed to meet his close relatives all year round, he was not allowed to roll around in his father's arms, and he was not allowed to hug his mother and act like a spoiled child.

Clearly they did nothing wrong.

Lan XiChen said: "Every time Wangji and I went to see her, she never complained about how distressed she was being locked up here, and she didn't ask about our homework. She especially likes to tease Wangji, but Wangji, The more you tease him, the more he refuses to speak, the less good-looking he is. It’s been like this since he was a child. However,” he smiled, “Although Wangji never speaks, I know that he waits every month for the one to meet his mother. Day. He did, and so did I."

Wei WuXian imagined the still young Lan WangJi being held in his mother's arms, his snow-white face turned pink, and he also laughed. The ridiculousness has not disappeared, Lan XiChen said again: "But one day, my uncle suddenly told us that we don't need to go anymore.

"Mother is gone."

Wei Wuxian whispered, "How old was Lan Zhan back then?"

Lan XiChen said, "Six years old."

He said: "I was too young at that time, and I didn't know what 'absent' was. No matter how comforted others or how my uncle reprimanded, he continued to come here every month, sitting under the porch, waiting for someone to open the door for him. After a bit, I understand that my mother will not come back, no one will open the door again, he will still come."

Lan XiChen stood up, his dark eyes met Wei WuXian's, and said, "WangJi has been very stubborn since he was a child."

The leaves rustled, and the clusters of gentian flowers in front of the house swayed and swayed in the wind. Wei Wuxian's eyes fell on the small wooden porch, as if he saw a small child, wiping his forehead. Sitting upright in front of the house, silently waiting for the door to open.

He said, "Mrs. Lan must be a very gentle woman."

Lan XiChen said: "The mother in my memory is indeed like this. I don't know why she did such a thing back then, but in fact, I also..."

He took a deep breath and confessed, "I don't want to know."

After a long silence, Lan XiChen lowered his eyes, took out the cracked ice, and a gust of night wind suddenly brought a soothing xiao sound, the xiao sound was low, like a sigh.

Wei Wuxian had heard Lan Xichen play cracking ice in the past, and the sound of Xiao was just like Zewujun himself, like the spring breeze and the rain, gentle and gentle. At this moment, Xiaoyin is still as good as it is, but it doesn't feel good to teach people to hear it.

The night wind blew lightly, and Lan Xichen's black hair and forehead were slightly messy, but the Gusu Lan clan's patriarch, who has always been very polite, ignored it. It was not until the end of the song that he put down the cracked ice and said: "Yun I don’t know where to play music late at night, but today I’ve been out of line many times, making Wei Gongzi laugh.”

Wei WuXian said, "What's the matter, Zewu-Jun must have forgotten that the person standing in front of you is the one who has committed the most crimes..."

Lan XiChen smiled and said, "The Gusu Lan Sect has never disclosed the origins of Wangji and I, and I shouldn't have told you. Tonight, I suddenly wanted to talk to people, and I was impulsive."

Wei WuXian said, "Wei Moufei is a talkative person, Zewu-Jun can rest assured."

Lan XiChen said, "But if you think about it, Wangji won't hide anything from you."

Wei WuXian said, "If he doesn't want to say it, I won't ask."

Lan XiChen said, "But Yi WangJi's temperament, how can you tell him if you don't ask? There are some things that he won't tell even if you ask."

Wei Wuxian was about to answer, but he heard footsteps behind him. Looking back, Lan Wangji came over in the moonlight. He was holding two round wine jars in his right hand, with bright red seals. Wei WuXian's eyes lit up and said, "HanGuang-Jun, you are really caring!"