Chapter 74

After the fight was over, Wen Ning also gradually spread a bad nickname due to his fierce and arrogant performance. Although Jiang Cheng stabbed him in the stomach, Wei WuXian didn't take it seriously, he stuffed his intestines back into his stomach, and as if nothing had happened, he forced Wen Ning to hunt a few evil spirits and buy a few big bags of potatoes.

After returning to the mass grave, he wrapped his wounds with warmth and scolded him bloodily because he was asked to buy radish seeds.

After that, it was a peaceful and uneventful day. Wei Wuxian led fifty Wen family cultivators on the mass graves, repairing houses, refining corpses, and making props. Every day in spare time, play with cousin, Wen Yuan, a one- or two-year-old child. Hang him on a tree, or bury him in the soil with only his head exposed. Coax him to say that he can grow better in the sun and water. Quick, and then be scolded by warmth again.

After several months like this, apart from the worse and worse evaluation of Wei Wuxian from outside, there has been no further development.

Wei Wuxian didn't have many days to go down the mountain, because all the evil things on the mass graves were controlled by him alone, he couldn't get too far, and he couldn't walk for too long, and he was very active by nature. , People who can't stay in one place often have to go to the nearest town to wander around in the name of purchasing. Because Wen Yuan had been at the mass grave for too long, Wei Wuxian felt that he couldn't keep a two-year-old kid trapped in that place playing in the mud, so he took him with him one day when he went down the mountain to buy things.

Having been to this town too many times, Wei Wuxian is already familiar with the road. He touched the vegetable stall, flipped over, suddenly picked up one, and said angrily, "You potato has sprouts!"

The vegetable vendor is like a big enemy: "Where are you going?!"

Wei WuXian said, "It's cheaper."

Wen Yuan was still holding his leg at first, Wei Wuxian walked around picking potatoes and bargaining, Wen Yuan hung on his leg, and after a while he couldn't hold it anymore, his short hand was sore, let go and rest For a while, who knows, just at this moment, the flow of people in the street rushed him to and fro, and lost his direction. His eyesight was very short, and when he walked around, he couldn't find Wei Wuxian's long legs and black boots. His eyes were full of gray, dirty mud-legged black pants, and he became more and more at a loss. While he was dizzy, he suddenly bumped into someone's leg.

The man was wearing a pair of spotless snow-white boots, and he was walking very slowly, but when he hit him, he stopped immediately.

Wen Yuan raised his face tremblingly, and first saw the jade pendant hanging on his waist, then the belt with the embroidered cloud pattern, then the meticulously neat collar, and finally, a pair of eyes that were as coloured as glazed and frosty.

This stranger was looking down at him with a cold and condescending expression, and Wen Yuan was suddenly scared.

Wei Wuxian was picky for a long time, and finally decided not to buy these sprouted potatoes, they might be poisoned after eating them, and they refused to lower the price, which was scorned by the vegetable vendors. Who knew that when he turned around, Wen Yuan was gone. He was shocked and looked for the child all over the street. Suddenly, he heard the cry of a child, and rushed over. Not far away, a group of good-looking passers-by formed a moving circle, whispering and pointing. He pushed aside the crowd, and his eyes lit up in an instant.

Lan WangJi, dressed in white and carrying the Bichen Sword, stood stiffly surrounded by the crowd, unexpectedly appearing slightly at a loss. Looking at it again, Wei Wuxian nearly collapsed with laughter. saw a little child sitting down in front of Lan Wangji's feet, bursting into tears and crying. Lan Wangji didn't leave, didn't stay, didn't reach out, didn't speak, his face was serious, and he seemed to be thinking about what to do.

A passerby, Bi Bi Fei, nibbled the melon seeds and said, "What are you doing? A little bit of howling scares people to death."

Someone said firmly: "I was scolded by his father."

Hearing "his father", Wei Wuxian, who was hiding in the crowd, squirted. Lan WangJi immediately raised his head and denied, "I'm not."

Wen Yuan didn't know what other people were talking about. When a child was afraid, he would call someone close to him, so he also cried out, "Daddy! Daddy woohoo..."

The passerby immediately said: "Listen! I said it all, it's his father!"

There is someone who thinks he has a sharp eye: "It must be Dad, the nose is carved out of a mold, and it didn't run away!"

Sympathetic: "It's so pitiful, you cried so hard, did you get scolded by his father?"

There is someone who is unclear: "What's going on in front? Can you give way? My car can't pass."

Some people scolded: "I don't know how to pick up the child and coax! Just let the son sit on the ground and cry? How can you be a father!"

Some expressed their understanding: "It's the first time to be a father at such a young age. I was like that back then. I didn't understand anything, and my wife had a few more births to understand it, and I have to learn it slowly..."

Some coax children: "Don't cry, your mother?"

"Yeah, where is mother, father doesn't care, where is his mother?"

In the midst of the noisy waves, Lan Wangji's expression became more and more strange.

Pity that he has been the favored son of heaven since he was born. His words and deeds are elegant and upright, and he is a role model. He has never encountered such a situation that thousands of people refer to. Wei Wuxian laughed to death, but he saw Wen Yuan cry. When he was about to die, he had to stand up, pretending that he had just discovered the two here, and said in surprise, "Huh? Lan Zhan?"

Lan Wangji raised his head sharply, the eyes of the two met, for some reason Wei Wuxian avoided it. As soon as he heard his voice, Wen Yuan suddenly got up, dragged two turbulent tears towards him, and hung it on his lap again. The passerby shouted, "Who is this, mother? Where is the mother, and who is the father?"

Wei Wuxian waved his hand, "It's all gone!"

Seeing that there was no drama, the idle people slowly dispersed. Wei Wuxian turned his head, smiled slightly, and said, "What a coincidence. Lan Zhan, why did you come to Yiling?"

Lan Wangji said, "Night hunting. Passing by."

Hearing his tone was the same as usual, without any disgust or inconsistency, Wei Wuxian suddenly felt relieved. Suddenly I heard Lan Wangji say slowly, "...this child?"

Wei WuXian's heart was wide open, but he couldn't hold it tightly, and he said, "I was born."

Lan Wangji's brows twitched, and Wei Wuxian laughed, "Of course it's a joke. I brought it out to play with someone else's. What did you just do? Why did you make him cry?"

Lan WangJi said in a low voice, "I didn't do anything."

Wen Yuan hugged Wei Wuxian's leg and was still twitching. Wei Wuxian understood. Although Lan Wangji's face was good-looking, most of the children at such a young age couldn't tell the difference between beauty and ugliness, only to see that this person was not at all kind, cold and severe, and being frightened by the bitterness and hatred on this face was inevitable. Fear. Wei WuXian lifted Wen Yuan upside down and played for a while, coaxed a few words, and suddenly saw a trader on the side of the road still baring his teeth and looking at it happily, he pointed to the colorful things in his bag and asked. Said: "A Yuan, look this way, does it look good?"

Wen Yuan's attention was attracted, he sniffed, and said, "...It's beautiful."

Wei WuXian asked again, "Is it fragrant?"

Wen Yuan said, "Fragrant."

Merchant Dan hurriedly said: "It's beautiful and fragrant, son, buy one."

Wei WuXian asked, "Do you want to?"

Wen Yuan thought he was going to buy it for herself, and said shyly, "I want to."

Wei Wuxian, however, took steps in the opposite direction and said, "Haha, let's go."

If Wen Yuan was hit hard, tears welled up in her eyes again. Lan WangJi watched coldly, he couldn't bear it any longer, and said, "Why don't you buy it for him."

Wei Wuxian wondered, "Why should I buy it for him?"

Lan WangJi said, "If you ask him if he wants it, don't you want to buy it for him?"

Wei Wuxian said deliberately, "Ask is to ask, buy is to buy, why would you definitely buy if you ask?"

He asked such a rhetorical question, Lan Wangji was speechless, stared at him for a while, then turned his eyes to Wen Yuan. Wen Yuan was stared at by him, and began to shiver again.

After a while, Lan Wangji said to Wen Yuan, "Which one do you want?"

Before Wen Yuan came back to his senses, Lan Wangji pointed at the goods in the box, and said, "Which one do you want in this one?"

Wen Yuan looked at him in horror, and did not dare to let out the air.

After half a stick of incense, Wen Yuan finally stopped crying. He kept fumbling around in his pocket, which was filled with a bunch of gadgets Lan Wangji bought for him. Seeing that he finally stopped his tears, Lan Wangji seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but Wen Yuan blushed silently, and hugged his leg.

As soon as he lowered his head, there was something on his leg, Lan Wangji: "..."

Wei WuXian laughed wildly, "Hahahaha! Lan Zhan, congratulations, he likes you! He will hug the legs of whoever he likes, and he will never let go."

Lan Wangji took two steps. Sure enough, Wen Yuan was clinging to his leg firmly, without any intention of letting go, and he was holding onto him quite tightly. Wei WuXian patted his shoulder and said, "I think you shouldn't be busy going hunting at night, so how about we go have a meal first?"

Lan Wangji raised his eyes to look at him, and said calmly, "Eat?"

Wei WuXian said, "Yeah, don't be so indifferent when it comes to eating. You finally came to Yiling and bumped into me by chance. Let's catch up, come and come, I'll treat you."

With Wei Wuxian half dragging and half pulling, and Wen Yuan hanging on Lan Wangji's lap, he dragged him into a restaurant just like that. Wei Wuxian sat in the private room and said, "Order."

Lan Wangji was pushed onto the mat by him, glanced at the menu, and said, "You order."

Wei WuXian said, "I'm inviting you to dinner, of course you order it. Order whatever you like, don't be polite." It just happened that he didn't buy the poisonous potatoes that had sprouted, and he had money to pay the bill. Lan WangJi is not someone who is used to refusing to resign, so after thinking for a moment, he clicks. Wei Wuxian listened to him name a few dishes that were neither salty nor bland, and said with a smile, "You can, Lan Zhan, I thought you Gusu people don't eat spicy food. Your taste is quite strong. Do you drink alcohol? "

Lan WangJi shook his head, Wei WuXian said, "You still follow the rules when you go out, you deserve to be HanGuang-Jun. Then I don't want your share."

Wen Yuan sat beside Lan Wangji's legs, lined up the small wooden knives, small wooden swords, mud men, grass woven butterflies and other gadgets on the mat in his pockets, and counted them with love. Wei WuXian saw that he was rubbing against Lan WangJi's side, making it inconvenient for Lan WangJi to drink tea, so he whistled and said, "A Yuan, come here."

Wen Yuan looked at Wei Wuxian, who buried him in the soil as a radish seed just the day before, and then at Lan Wangji who just bought a bunch of gadgets. He didn't move his butt, but wrote honestly on his face. Two big characters: "Don't".

Wei WuXian said, "Come here. You sit there and obstruct others."

Lan Wangji said, "Nothing. Let him sit."

Wen Yuan happily hugged his leg again. This time it's thighs. Wei WuXian flipped the chopsticks in his hands and said with a smile, "If you have milk, you will be a mother, if you have money, you will be a father. There's no reason for that."

Soon the food and wine came, and there was a thriving table and a bowl of sweet soup that Lan Wangji ordered for Wen Yuan alone. Wei Wuxian knocked on the bowl and cried several times, but Wen Yuan kept his head down, holding two butterflies, muttering, pretending to be the one on the left and saying "I...I like you very much", pretending to be the right The one said happily, "I like you too!", and one person decorated two butterflies and had a lot of fun. Hearing this, Wei Wuxian's laughter broke, and he leaned forward and said, "My mother, A Yuan, who did you learn from when you were young, what do you like about me? Do you know what liking is? Stop playing. Come and eat. Your new dad ordered you, good stuff."

Wen Yuan then put the little butterfly in his pocket, picked up the bowl and sat beside Lan Wangji with a small spoon to scoop out the sweet soup. Wen Yuan was detained in Qishan before, and later transferred to the mass grave. The food in both places was indescribable, so this bowl of sweet soup was a novelty for him. Knowing that Baba handed the bowl to Wei WuXian, he said as if offering a treasure, "...Brother Xian...Brother eat."

Wei WuXian said with a genuine expression, "Well, yes, you also know how to be filial to me."

Lan Wangji said, "I don't want to say anything."

In order to make Wen Yuan understand, he said it again in straightforward language: "Don't talk while eating."

Wen Yuan hurriedly nodded, buried his head in the soup, and stopped talking. Wei WuXian continued, "How unreasonable, he listens to what I say several times, and he does what you say as soon as he hears it. It's really unreasonable."

Lan WangJi said in a low voice, "No food. You too."

Wei WuXian raised his head and took a drink with a smile, took the wine cup in his hand, and said, "You really...you haven't changed your appearance for so many years. Hey, Lan Zhan, this time you're here to hunt in Yiling. What? I'm familiar with this place, may I show you the way?"

Lan Wangji said, "No need."

The aristocratic family often has secret missions that can’t be shared with outsiders, so Wei WuXian doesn’t ask any further questions, saying, “It’s rare to meet an acquaintance I knew before and still don’t hide from me. I’ve been suffocated these past few months. What’s going on outside recently? No?"

Lan Wangji said, "What's the big deal?"

Wei WuXian said, "For example, where a new family came out, which one expanded the immortal mansion, which one formed an alliance, etc. Just chatting."

After he broke up with Jiang Cheng for a long time, he hadn't heard any new trends or news from the outside world.

Lan Wangji said, "Marriage."

Wei WuXian asked, "Whose family and whose family?"

Lan Wangji said, "Lanling Jin Sect, Yunmeng Jiang Sect."

Wei Wuxian's hand froze while playing with the wine cup.

He was stunned: "My teacher... Miss Jiang and Jin Zixuan?"

Lan WangJi nodded lightly, Wei WuXian said, "When did it happen? When did the ceremony take place?!"

Lan Wangji said, "Three days later."

Wei Wuxian brought the wine glass to his lips with a trembling hand, not realizing that it was empty. There was a sudden emptiness in heart, don't know if it was anger, shock, unhappiness or helplessness.

Although he had expected this long before he left the Jiang family, but when he heard the news, he had a thousand thoughts and a thousand words stuck in his chest. Jiang Cheng didn't even think of a way to tell him about such a big thing. If I hadn't run into Lan Wangji today, I'm afraid I would have known it later!

But think about it again, tell him, so what? On the bright side, Jiang Cheng has already told the world that everyone in the family has now listened to his words: Wei Wuxian defected to the family, and this person has nothing to do with the Yunmeng Jiang Sect. Even if he knew, he couldn't drink this wedding wine. Jiang Cheng was right not to tell him. If Jiang Cheng told him, he might have done something on a whim.

After a long while, Wei Wuxian muttered, "You're cheap, Jin Zixuan."

He poured another glass of wine and said, "Lan Zhan, what do you think of this marriage?"

Lan Wangji was speechless. Wei WuXian said, "Oh, yes, I'm asking you what you are doing. What do you think, you never want to do such a thing."

He drank the glass of wine and said, "I know that many people say that my senior sister is not worthy of Jin Zixuan, ha. In my eyes, Jin Zixuan is not worthy of my senior sister. But... …”

But Jiang Yanli just likes Jin Zixuan.

Wei WuXian slammed the wine cup onto the table and said, "Lan Zhan! Did you know? My senior sister, she deserves the best person in the world."

He clapped the table, with arrogance in his eyebrows slightly drunk, and said: "We will make this great gift within a hundred years, everyone will be amazed and full of praise, no one can compare. I want to see With the graceful grace of my senior sister."

Lan Wangji said, "Mm."

Wei WuXian sneered, "What are you doing? I can't see it anymore."

At this time, Wen Yuan, who had finished eating the sweet soup, sat on the mat and started playing with grass and butterflies. The long whiskers of the two butterflies were entangled, and they couldn't untangle them for a long time. Seeing his anxious appearance, Lan Wangji took the butterfly out of his hand, untied the four knotted butterfly whiskers twice, and returned it to him.

Seeing this, Wei WuXian became distracted, smiled reluctantly, and said, "A Yuan, don't rub your face over, you have sweet soup on the corner of your mouth, you're going to stain his clothes."

Lan Wangji took out a plain white towel and wiped the sweet soup from Wen Yuan's mouth with a blank expression. Wei WuXian hissed, "Lan Zhan, it's really okay, I can't see that you are quite good at coaxing children. I think if you treat him better, he won't go back with me..."

Suddenly, Wei Wuxian's expression changed, and he took out a charm from his chest, and the charm was already on fire. Lan Wangji's eyes narrowed, Wei Wuxian suddenly stood up and said, "It's broken."

This talisman is the eye of a warning formation he set up on the mass grave. If the situation on the mass grave changes after he leaves, the formation is broken, or the blood is full of energy, the charm will automatically burn to remind him of the accident. . Wei Wuxian put Wen Yuan under his arm and said, "Excuse me, Lan Zhan, I'll go back first!"

The thing in Wen Yuan's pocket fell out and said, "Butterfly... Butterfly!" Wei Wuxian had already rushed out of the restaurant with him in his arms. Not long after, a white shadow swept across, and Lan WangJi actually followed and went along with him. Wei WuXian said, "Lan Zhan? What are you doing following?"

Lan Wangji put the butterfly that Wen Yuan dropped into his palm, and instead of answering directly, he asked, "Why not use the sword."

Wei WuXian said, "Forgot to bring it!"

Lan WangJi didn't say a word, stopped him by the waist, took Bichen with him, and ascended into the air. Wen Yuan was too young and had never ridden a flying sword before, so he should have been very scared, but because Bichenfei was so steady, he didn't feel any bumps at all, and all the people in town were told to fly. The three of them were so shocked that they raised their heads and looked around, only to feel new and excited, and shouted loudly. Wei Wuxian breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you!"

Lan Wangji said, "Where?"

Wei Wuxian pointed the way, "This way!"