Chapter 87

After he said that, he grabbed two branches and started to climb up the trunk. He jumped straight up and climbed up close to the top of the tree. Wei WuXian stopped and said, "Well, that's about it. location."

He buried his face in a cluster of dense branches and leaves, and then looked down for a while, his voice was high, and seemed to be smiling: "I thought it was scary at the time, but now, it's not really that high."

When hugging this tree, Wei Wuxian's eyes instantly warmed. When he looked down, his vision was blurred.

Lan Wangji was standing under this tree, looking up at him. He was also dressed in white, without a lantern, but the moonlight streamed on him, making him so bright and bright, as if shrouded in a faint halo. He raised his head slightly, looked focused, looked at the top of the tree, and took a few steps under the tree, as if he wanted to stretch out his hands.

Suddenly, an extremely strong impulse surged in Wei Wuxian's mind.

He wanted to fall again just like he did in the past.

A voice in his heart said, "If he catches me, I'll..."

When he thought of the word "I just", Wei Wuxian let go. Seeing him fall down the tree without warning, Lan Wangji's eyes widened, and he rushed up to him, Wei Wuxian was picked up by him, or in other words, he was full of arms.

Lan Wangji has a slender body and looks like a gentle man, but his strength should not be underestimated. But this was an adult man jumping down from a tree after all, so although he caught Wei Wuxian, he stumbled slightly and took a step back. But immediately stood firm. When he was about to let go of Wei Wuxian, he found that Wei Wuxian's hands were tightly around his neck, making him unable to move.

He couldn't see Wei Wuxian's face, and Wei Wuxian couldn't see his face, but he didn't have to look, he closed his eyes, and his breath was filled with the cold sandalwood scent on Lan Wangji.

He said hoarsely, "Thank you."

He is not afraid of falling, and has fallen many times over the years. But it still hurts when it falls to the ground.

It would be great if someone could catch him.

Hearing his thanks, Lan Wangji's body seemed to freeze. The hand that was supposed to be placed on Wei Wuxian's back was taken back after a pause.

After a moment of silence, Lan Wangji said, "No need."

After hugging for a while, Wei Wuxian separated from him, stood up straight again, a good guy again, and said, "Go back!"

Lan Wangji said, "Don't you watch it?"

Wei WuXian said, "Look! But there's not much to see outside. If you go further, you'll see the wilderness. We've seen enough for this period of time. Go back to Lotus Pier, and I'll show you the last place."

The two turned back to the pier and re-entered the gate of Lotus Pier. Walking through the school grounds and passing by a gorgeous small building, Wei Wuxian stopped and looked at it a few more times, his expression different. Lan Wangji said, "What's wrong."

Wei WuXian shook his head and said, "It's nothing. The house I used to live in is here, but now it's gone, and it's been demolished. These are all newly built."

They bypassed the buildings and came to a quiet place in the depths of Lotus Pier, in front of a black octagonal hall. As if afraid of disturbing someone, Wei Wuxian gently opened the door and walked in. In front of the hall are neatly lined with rows of spiritual positions.

Yunmeng Jiang's ancestral hall.

He found a futon and knelt down, took three sticks of incense sticks from the altar, lit the candles, lit them, and inserted them into the copper tripod in front of the spiritual seats. Wangji said, "I used to be a frequent visitor here."

Lan WangJi's expression became clear and he said, "Kneeling as punishment?"

Wei WuXian wondered, "How do you know? Indeed, Madam Yu punishes me every three days."

Lan Wangji nodded and said, "I heard a little."

Wei WuXian said, "It's all rumored that Yunmeng has spread to your Gusu side, how can I even hear about it. But to be honest, I have never seen a second woman like Yu over the years. Madam is so bad-tempered, she would let me go to the ancestral hall and kneel at every little thing. Hahaha..."

However, apart from that, Madam Yu never really did anything to harm him.

He suddenly remembered that this was the ancestral hall, and Madam Yu's spiritual seat was right in front of him, so he hurriedly said, "Sin of sin." In order to make up for his bluntness, he lit three more sticks of incense, and was holding them high above his head. He apologized repeatedly, and suddenly it became dark around him. He turned his head to look, and Lan WangJi knelt down beside him.

Since he came to the mourning hall, for the sake of etiquette, he naturally had to show some respect. Lan Wangji also took three sticks of incense, rolled up his sleeves and lit it on a red candle beside him. His movements were regular and his expression solemn. Wei Wuxian tilted his head to look at him, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly involuntarily. Lan Wangji glanced at him and reminded, "Fragrant Ash."

The three sticks of incense Wei WuXian held in his hand burned for a while, and a small piece of ashes had already accumulated, and they were about to fall. He was reluctant to insert the incense cauldron, but instead said solemnly: "Let's go together."

Lan Wangji had no objection, so they each offered three incense sticks, knelt before the row of spiritual places, and bowed their heads to the names of Jiang Fengmian and Yu Ziyuan together.

Once, twice, the prayers are exactly the same. Wei WuXian said, "Okay." Then he solemnly inserted the incense stick into the copper tripod.

Finally, Wei WuXian glanced at Lan WangJi, who was kneeling perfectly beside him, clasped his hands together, and said in his heart, "Uncle Jiang, Madam Yu, it's me again. I'm here to disturb you again.

"But I really want to show this person to you. The two prayers just now are considered to have worshipped heaven and earth and my parents. You two help me settle this person next to me first. I owe the last prayer first. , I will find opportunities to make up for it in the future..."

At this moment, a sneer suddenly came from behind the two of them.

Wei Wuxian was praying silently, when he heard the sound, he suddenly opened his eyes. Looking back, saw Jiang Cheng holding his arms, standing in an open space outside the ancestral hall.

He said coolly, "Wei Wuxian, you really don't treat yourself as an outsider. You can come and leave if you want, and take people with you if you want. But do you still remember who's house is here, and who is the owner?"

Wei Wuxian wanted to avoid him when he did this, but when Jiang Cheng found out, he knew that he couldn't help but swear. He didn't want to quarrel any more, and said, "I didn't take Hanguang-jun to other secret places in Lotus Pier. I just came to offer a few incense sticks to pay my respects to Uncle Jiang and Madam Yu. It's over, so I'll leave."

Jiang Cheng said, "If you want to go, please go as far as possible, and don't let me hear or see you fooling around in Lotus Pier."

Wei WuXian frowned, seeing Lan WangJi's right hand pressing on the hilt of the sword, and hurriedly pressing the back of his hand.

Lan Wangji said to Jiang Cheng, "Pay attention to your words."

Jiang Cheng said rudely, "I think you should pay more attention to your behavior."

Wei WuXian's brows twitched more and more, and the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger. He said to Lan WangJi, "HanGuang-Jun, let's go."

He turned around and kowtowed several times before Jiang Fengmian and his wife's spiritual position, and then stood up together with Lan Wangji. Jiang Cheng didn't allow him to kowtow, but he didn't hide his sarcasm: "You really should kneel and kneel to them, before them plainly, to smear their eyes and humiliate their purity."

Wei Wuxian glanced at him and said calmly, "It's just a fragrance, you can do it."

Jiang Cheng said, "Scenting? Wei Wuxian, aren't you conscious? You've been swept out of our house long ago, and what kind of messy people have brought incense to my parents?"

Wei WuXian had already passed him and was about to leave. Hearing this sentence, he suddenly paused and said solemnly, "You make it clear, who is the mess?"

If he was the only one here, Jiang Cheng could pretend he didn't hear anything. But now Lan Wangji was with him, no matter what, he didn't want Lan Wangji to endure Jiang Cheng's increasingly unpleasant words and malice with him.

Jiang Cheng sneered: "You are so forgetful. What is a messed up person? Then I'll remind you. It's because you acted as a hero and saved the second son Lan beside you, the whole Lotus Pier and my parents. I've buried them all with you. That's not enough. After the first time, you have to come back for the second time. You have to save even the Wen dog. Take my sister and the others. You are so great. What's even greater is that you With such magnanimity, he brought these two to Lotus Pier. Let Wen-dog linger in front of our house, and let Second Young Master Lan come in to offer incense, so that he will not be happy for me or them."

He said, "Wei Wuxian, who do you think you are? Who gave you the face to bring people into our ancestral hall at will?"

Wei Wuxian had known for a long time that Jiang Cheng had been obsessed with making this account with him.

For the collapse of Lotus Pier, Jiang Cheng felt that not only Wei Wuxian was responsible, but Wen Ning and Lan Wangji could not get rid of their relationship. He would not give a good face to any of these three people, let alone swaying in front of him. Shaking away, they have reached Lotus Pier, I am afraid that they have already been furious.