Outer Seven: Yunmeng

When Lan Wangji came back, Wei Wuxian had already counted to more than 1,300.

"One thousand three hundred sixty-nine, one thousand three hundred seventy, one thousand three hundred seventy one..."

He lifted his legs one by one, the colorful shuttlecocks flew between his feet, soared into the sky, fell steadily, flew higher, and fell leisurely, as if there was an invisible thread connecting it, so that it would never be separated from it. A part of Wei Wuxian's body.

At the same time, there is also an invisible line that tightly holds the eyes of many children on the side.

Then he heard Wei WuXian say, "One thousand three hundred seventy-two, one thousand three hundred eighty one..."

Lan Wangji: "..."

Under the longing gazes of the children, Wei Wuxian was so blatantly cheating. And this huge number has already made the snot-snoting children lose their ability to judge, and no one has noticed that it is wrong. Lan Wangji just watched Wei Wuxian jump from seventy-two to eighty-one, and then from eighty-one to ninety. Just as he was about to enter the next leap, Wei Wuxian just saw him, his eyes lit up, It seemed that he was about to call out to him, but he was not sure, and the brightly-colored shuttlecock flew over his head and fell behind Wei Wuxian.

When he saw that the shuttlecock was about to be lost, he kicked back and rescued it with his heels. This last kick was the highest, accompanied by a loud "One thousand six hundred!" The children on the side were exclaimed, and they clapped their hands desperately.

The overall situation has been decided, a little girl screamed: "One thousand six hundred! He won, you lost!"

Wei Wuxian was not ashamed, he accepted it safely, and he was full of energy. Lan WangJi also raised his hand and patted it a few times.

At this time, a boy bit his fingers, frowned into pimples, and said, "I think...it's not right."

Wei WuXian said, "What's wrong?"

The boy said: "After ninety, why did it suddenly become one hundred? It must be wrong."

The group of children seemed to be divided into two groups. One group was obviously completely poisoned by Wei WuXian, and coaxed, "How come, don't be rude if you lose."

Wei WuXian also reasoned, "How come it's not a hundred after ninety? You count it yourself, what's after nine?"

The boy counted with his fingers for a long time, and said, "...Seven, eight, nine, ten..."

Wei WuXian immediately said, "Look, after nine is ten, and after ninety, it must be one hundred."

The boy was dubious and said, "...Really? Isn't it??"

Wei WuXian said, "Why not? If you don't believe me, let's find someone who is passing by and ask."

He looked around, slapped his thigh and said, "Oh, I found it. This young man who looks very reliable, please stay!"

"..."

Lan WangJi stopped, "What's the matter."

Wei WuXian said, "I wonder if I can ask you a question?"

Lan Wangji said, "It's okay."

So Wei WuXian said, "Excuse me, what time is after ninety?"

Lan Wangji said, "One hundred."

Wei Wuxian cupped his hands, "It's work."

Lan Wangji nodded: "You're welcome."

Wei Wuxian smiled and nodded, then turned to the boy and said, "Look."

The boy didn't trust Wei Wuxian with a smirk on his face, but when he saw Lan Wangji, this young man was dressed in plain clothes like snow, and his sword was pendant. With awe, a wavering heart was immediately convinced, and he murmured, "Is that how it counts..."

The children chattered: "One thousand six hundred to three hundred, you lost!"

The boy was unconvinced, "If you lose, you lose." He handed a string of rock candy haws to Wei Wuxian, and said loudly, "You won! Here, here it is!"

When the group of children walked away, Wei WuXian said with a candied gourd in his mouth, "HanGuang-Jun, please give me face."

Lan WangJi walked up to him and said, "It's been a long wait."

Wei WuXian shook his head and said, "It won't be long before you left. I'll kick the shuttlecock over three hundred times."

Lan Wangji said, "One thousand six hundred."

Wei Wuxian laughed out loud, biting off a hawthorn. Lan Wangji was still about to speak, when suddenly his lips became cold and his tongue was sweet, but Wei Wuxian put the string of candied haws into his mouth.

Seeing the wrong expression on his face, Wei WuXian asked, "Do you want something sweet?"

Lan Wangji was holding the string of candied haws in his mouth, neither swallowing nor spitting up, unable to speak. Wei WuXian said, "If you don't want to eat sweet, then give it to me." He grabbed the thin stick of the candied haws and tried to get it back, but he tried several times, but couldn't get it back. It looked like Lan Wangji was biting it with his teeth. Wei WuXian smiled and said, "Are you eating or not?"

Lan Wangji also bit a hawthorn and said, "Eat."

Wei WuXian said, "That's right, just say what you want to eat. You really have been like this since you were a child. Whatever you want, you keep it in your heart, but you don't say it."

After laughing at him for a while, the two of them walked into the town.

Wei Wuxian has been a playful and greedy person since he was a child, he runs fast, and wants everything. When he sees a gadget, he needs to pinch it and smell the fragrant smoke from the roadside, and he also needs to get some to taste. At his instigation, Lan Wangji also tried some snacks that he would never touch before. Every time Wei Wuxian watched him finish eating, he would ask, "How is it? How is it?" Lan Wangji sometimes replied, "Shang Ke ", sometimes "good" and more often "weird". At this time, Wei Wuxian would laugh and grab it back, not giving him a taste.

Originally, they wanted to find a place to have lunch, but Wei Wuxian ate all the way from west to east, filling his stomach, and walking lazily at the end, the two found a clean and decent soup restaurant and sat down to drink soup. .

Wei WuXian played with the sliced ​​radish between his chopsticks, waiting for the lotus root pork rib soup he ordered, when he saw Lan WangJi get up, he asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Lan Wangji said, "Wait a minute, I'll be back right away." After a while, he came back. The lotus root pork ribs soup just happened to be served, Wei WuXian took a sip, and when the guy left, he quietly said to Lan WangJi, "It doesn't taste good."

Lan WangJi scooped a small spoonful, tasted it, and said, "What's wrong?"

Wei WuXian stirred the bowl with a spoon, and said, "You can't choose hard lotus root, a little bit of flour is better. The ingredients here are not bold enough, and it's too shallow to cook. It's not as tasty as my senior sister."

He just said it casually. He thought that Lan Wangji would listen attentively with the most "um", but he not only listened carefully, but also asked, "How to choose the right ingredients and how to enjoy it."

Wei WuXian finally realized something, and said curiously, "HanGuang-Jun, didn't you want to make me a lotus root pork ribs soup? Did you just go to observe the process?"

Before Lan WangJi could answer, he was already scoffing: "Haha Hanguang-Jun, it's not that I look down on you, it's just your family's pie that doesn't touch the spring water, and you have a taste for food that you grew up with. You can't even see what you've made."

Lan Wangji took another sip of the soup, noncommittal. Wei Wuxian was waiting for him to pick up, but who would have thought that he was as steady as a mountain, he didn't pick up, and finally he couldn't wait.

He smirked and said, "Lan Zhan, did you really mean to cook for me just now?"

Lan WangJi was actually very calm, neither saying "yes" nor "no".

Wei Wuxian was a little anxious, he stood up all of a sudden, put his hands on the corner of the table, and said, "You hum."

Lan Wangji said, "Mm."

Wei WuXian said, "So is that so? Good Lan Zhan, what I just said was just to make fun of you, you really want to cook for me, even if you burn the bottom of the pot and leave a hole, I will Dare to eat the pot and show it to you."

"..."

Lan WangJi said, "No way."

Wei WuXian almost jumped on top of him and begged, "So are you still doing it? Do it, do it, Hanguang-Jun, I'll eat it!"

Lan Wangji calmly supported his waist and said, "Deportment."

Wei Wuxian warned, "Second brother, you can't treat me like this."

Lan WangJi finally couldn't hold on to his entanglement. He took his hand and said, "I've already done it."

"Ah?" Wei Wuxian was startled, "I did it? When? What did I do? Why can't I remember it?"

Lan Wangji said, "Family banquet."

"..." Wei WuXian said, "That night, I thought you bought the table from that Hunan restaurant in Caiyi Town. You made it yourself?"

Lan Wangji said, "Mm."

Wei Wuxian was shocked.

He said, "Is that what you did? Does Yunshen know there is such a thing as a kitchen?"

"...Of course there is."

"You wash and cut vegetables? You put oil in the pan? Do you add seasonings?"

"Um."

"you you……"

Wei WuXian was so shocked that he couldn't add more. In the end, he grabbed Lan WangJi's collar with one hand, grabbed Lan WangJi's neck with the other, and gave him a sharp kiss.

Fortunately, the two always chose the most inconspicuous and quiet place and sat against the wall. Lan Wangji wrapped his arms around him and turned around, so from outsiders, they could only see his back and Wei Wuxian's arm around his neck.

Seeing that his face was not blushing or panting, Wei Wuxian reached out and touched it, and sure enough, his tentacles were hot. Lan Wangji held his restless hand and warned, "Wei Ying."

Wei WuXian said, "Isn't this on your lap, what are you shouting?"

"..."

Wei Wuxian said solemnly, "I'm sorry, I was too happy just now. Lan Zhan, how can you be so good at everything? You are so good at cooking!"

He praised him very sincerely. Lan Wangji has heard countless praises and praises since he was a child, but there has never been a sentence that made him work so hard to suppress the upward trend of the corners of his mouth like he is now, and just said lightly: " Not too difficult."

Wei WuXian said, "No. It's very difficult. You don't know how many times I've been kicked out of the kitchen since I was a child."

"..." Lan Wangji said, "Did you burn through the bottom of the pot?"

Wei WuXian said, "Just once. I forgot to add water, and who knew the pot would catch fire. Don't look at me like that, really just once."

Lan Wangji said, "What did you put in the pot?"

Wei Wuxian thought for a while, then smiled and said, "How can I still remember so clearly what happened so many years ago, don't mention it again."

Lan WangJi was noncommittal, but seemed to raise his eyebrows slightly. Wei Wuxian pretended not to notice his subtle expression. Suddenly remembering something, he slapped his hands remorsefully and said, "But why didn't you tell me earlier that you made it? I'm stupid, I didn't eat a few bites of the meal that night."

Lan Wangji said, "Nothing. Go back and do it again."

Wei Wuxian grinded him for a long time, but just because of this sentence, he immediately became elated, and he didn't even find the soup unpleasant to drink.

After leaving the restaurant, the two strolled around for a while. There was a commotion in front of them. Many people were walking around a field full of small objects, throwing small circles one by one on the ground.

Wei WuXian said, "That's good." Pulling Lan Wangji, he took three circles from the stall owner on the side, and said, "Lan Zhan, have you ever played with circles?"

Lan WangJi shook his head, Wei WuXian said, "I've never played with this before. I tell you, it's very simple, you take this circle, back off a certain distance, and wrap things on the ground, and if you catch them, it's yours. "

Lan WangJi repeated, "It's mine if I get caught."

Wei WuXian said, "That's it. Which one do you want? Which one do you want I'll give you."

Lan WangJi said, "Whatever."

Wei WuXian put his elbows on his shoulders, tugged at his forehead tail, and said, "HanGuang-Jun perfunctory me like this, it's a little disrespectful."

Lan WangJi said earnestly, "What do you want, what do I want."

Wei WuXian was stunned, and said, "You are such a public person, why are you like this?"

Lan WangJi was puzzled: "What?"

Wei Wuxian: "You tease me."

Lan WangJi looked calm and said, "No."

Wei WuXian: "You have it! Well, then I'll give you a set...that, that's it!"

He was referring to a large porcelain white turtle placed far away, and he took a few steps back as he spoke. After retreating a foot away, the stall owner shouted and gestured: "It's okay, it's okay!"

Wei Wuxian said, "No, no."

The stall owner shouted: "Young Master, you are standing too far, so you can't lose, don't rely on me to corrupt money!"

Wei WuXian said, "I won't stand far away, be careful that you will lose everything!"

Everyone laughed and said, "This son is very confident!"

A small trick seems simple, but there is a certain distance between every object on the ground, and the control of force is not difficult for ordinary people. But for practitioners, it's really not worth mentioning, and if you don't retreat, what's the fun? Wei Wuxian retreated a long way, and turned his back to the stall specially, and the others laughed even more. Who knew that the next moment, Wei WuXian weighed the circle, threw it with his backhand, and the circle easily landed on the back of the porcelain turtle, just covering its head.

The stall owner and everyone were speechless. Wei Wuxian looked back, smiled, and raised the remaining two circles in his hand to Lan Wangji, "Would you like to try it?"

Lan Wangji said, "Okay."

He walked over to Wei Wuxian and said, "What do you want?"

For a small business on the street, there won’t be any high-quality goods. They are all gadgets with improvised workmanship and a good look from a distance. Wei Wuxian looked around, and the more he looked, the more he felt that all of them were ugly, he didn't want any of them, and it was difficult to decide. Suddenly I caught a glimpse of an extremely ugly little donkey puppet. It was so ugly that it was impossible to ignore at a glance. He said with joy, "That's not bad, like a little apple, come and come, that's it."

Lan WangJi nodded, stepped back a foot more than Wei WuXian, and also turned around. The circle fits right in.

The crowd roared and applauded desperately. Lan Wangji turned to look at Wei Wuxian, he laughed and jumped into the stall, scooped up the little donkey on the ground, tucked it under his arm, slapped it the hardest, and said, "Come again!"

Lan WangJi still had a circle in his hand. He held it in his hand and lightly and steadily weighed it twice. This time, he threw it back after a while, and immediately turned around to check.

This time, he made a move, and there was a sound of "Ouch" all around. It turned out that the circle was so crooked that it didn't even touch the edge of the street stall, but it was impartial and landed on Wei Wuxian, trapping him. Living.

Wei Wuxian was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing. Although everyone felt it was a pity, they all said to comfort: "Not bad!" "Yeah, there are several sets." "It's amazing!"

The stall owner rolled his eyes happily, breathed a sigh of relief, and jumped up and gave a thumbs up: "Yeah, it's amazing. The son is really telling the truth, if I give you a few more sets, I'll lose everything! "

Wei WuXian smiled and said, "Okay, I know you don't dare to let us play anymore, we've had enough fun, right? Lan Zhan, let's go."

The stall owner said happily, "Walk slowly."

It wasn't until the two walked side by side and disappeared into the bustling crowd that he suddenly remembered: "The third circle! They didn't return it to me!!"

Wei Wuxian hugged the turtle in his left hand and the donkey in his right hand, walked out for a while, and said, "Lan Zhan, why didn't I find out before, why are you so careful?"

Lan Wangji took the heavy big porcelain turtle from him, Wei Wuxian took the ring off his neck, put it on his head, and said, "Don't pretend that you don't understand what I'm talking about. I know you did it on purpose."

Lan WangJi held the big porcelain turtle with one hand and said, "This, where will it be placed when we go back."

Wei Wuxian was really overwhelmed by him.

This turtle is big and heavy, and the craftsmanship is really not very good. It looks like a stupid head, barely touching the edge of naivety. But Wei Wuxian took a closer look and found that the craftsman was very careless, and the pair of mung bean eyes seemed to be crossed. All in all, no matter how you look at it, it is incompatible with Yunshen. Where to put it is really a question.

Wei Wuxian thought for a while, then said, "Quiet room?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately shook his head and vetoed it himself, saying: "The quiet room is only suitable for playing the piano and burning incense. It's too ugly to put such a big bastard in such a pure heart with sandalwood smoke."

Lan WangJi heard him say that the quiet room is "a place of pure heart only suitable for playing the piano and burning incense." He glanced at him and seemed to hesitate.

Wei WuXian added, "But if you don't put it in the quiet room and put it somewhere where Yun Shen doesn't know where to go, it will definitely be thrown out right away."

Lan Wangji nodded silently.

Wei WuXian held it back for a long time, but finally he was too embarrassed to say, "Let's secretly put it in your uncle's room, don't say we did it." He slapped his thigh and said, "If you have it, you can put it in the Lan room."

Lan Wangji thought for a while and asked, "Why is it Lan Shi?"

Wei WuXian said, "You don't understand that. In the Lan room, when you are giving lectures to SiZhui JingYi and the others, if you are asked about it, you can tell them that this bastard is specially designed to commemorate you back then. Beheading and Slaughtering Xuanwu was custom-made by an unruly craftsman who saw the head but not the tail of the dragon. It contains great and far-reaching significance, and aims to inspire the children of the Gusu Lan clan to look up to the heroic appearance of their predecessors and make progress. Although the slaughter Xuanwu is gone, but there must be people like Slaughtering Suzaku, Slaughtering White Tigers, and Slaughtering Qinglong waiting for them, and they must make a great cause that surpasses their predecessors and shakes the world."

"..."

"how?"

After a while, Lan Wangji said, "Very good."

So, after a few days, when Lan Sizhui, Lan Jingyi and the others were receiving instructions from Hanguang-jun, they looked up and saw a large porcelain turtle with rough workmanship and dull eyes lying behind Lan Wang's fuselage. on the bookcase.

And out of some inexplicable shock, no one dared to ask why it appeared there. This is not mentioned later...

After collecting a few spoils of war into Qiankun sleeves, the two of them retired.

Before he came, Wei Wuxian had told Lan Wangji for a long time about the beautiful scenery of Yunmeng Baililian Lake, so he naturally wanted to drag him to swim in the lake. He wanted to get a painting boat to be arrogant and extravagant, but after looking for it for a long time, there was only a very small wooden boat tied to the lake, moored on the water, a pair of weak willows that seemed to sink into the water if someone stepped on it lightly. It seemed a little reluctant to plug the two big men, but there was no other choice.

Wei WuXian said, "You sit on this side, I'll sit on the other side. When you sit firmly, don't sway around. If you're not careful, the boat will overturn."

Lan Wangji said, "Nothing, I'll save you from falling into the water."

Wei WuXian said, "You said that as if I couldn't swim."

The boat passed by rubbing the huge and plump lotus flowers, which were full of pink. Wei Wuxian was lying on the boat with his arms resting on his back. Because the boat was so small, his legs almost rested on Lan Wangji. Lan WangJi didn't say anything about such unscrupulous and unethical behavior.

The lake is windy and the water is quiet. Wei WuXian said, "This is the season of lotus blossoms. It's a pity that the lotus pods are not ripe yet, otherwise I can take you to pick the lotus pods again."

Lan Wangji said, "You can come again."

Wei WuXian said, "Yes! You can come again."

After shaking the paddle a few times, Wei WuXian stared at a place for a while, and said, "There used to be an old man with lotus pods, but now it seems to be gone."

Lan Wangji said, "Mm."

Wei WuXian said, "He was very old when I was a child. It has been more than ten years now. If he hadn't died, he would be too old to walk or get out of the boat."

He turned his face and said to Lan Wangji, "When I was in Yunshen, I encouraged you to play in Lotus Pier, and I especially wanted you to come with me to steal lotus pods from him. Do you know why?"

For Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji always answers and responds to every request. He said seriously: "I don't know. Why?"

Wei WuXian blinked his left eye at him, and said with a grin, "Because that old man Bamboo Penny hits people very hard, and hitting people is more painful than your family's ring ruler. I thought at the time, I must To deceive Lan Zhan, let him suffer like this."

Hearing this, Lan Wangji smiled slightly. A lake of Leng Yue Qinghui, all melted into his smile.

In an instant, Wei Wuxian felt dizzy. Involuntarily, a smile appeared on his face.

He said, "Okay, I admit..."

As the world swirled, there was a loud bang, the water splashed several feet high, and the boat overturned.

Wei Wuxian got out of the water, wiped his face, and said, "I just said that you should sit still and don't sway around, the boat will overturn if you're not careful!"

Lan Wangji swam over, and Wei Wuxian saw how calm he was when he fell into the water. He laughed so hard that he almost gulped down a few sips of water, "Who the hell went over first? It's like this!"

Lan Wangji said, "I don't know. It might be me."

Wei WuXian said, "Okay, maybe it's me too!"

The two laughed and grabbed each other in the water, hugged each other hard, and kissed each other.

After the lips parted, Wei Wuxian raised his hand and continued what he just said, "I admit, I was talking nonsense just now. At that time, I just wanted to play with you."

Lan Wangji supported him behind his waist, Wei Wuxian got on the boat again, turned around and held out a hand to grab him, "So, please explain Lan Zhan honestly."

Lan WangJi also got on the boat, handed him a piece of red rope, and said, "Explain what."

Wei Wuxian bit the red rope, and tied the black hair that had been scattered in the water back together with both hands, and said, "Tell me if you are the same as I think." He said solemnly, "Do you know that your Every time I was so ruthlessly rejected, it really made me lose face."

Lan Wangji said, "You can try it now and see if I have something to refuse you."

Wei Wuxian choked for a moment, but Lan Wangji remained calm and composed, as if he didn't realize what he said at all. Wei WuXian raised his forehead and said, "You...HanGuang-Jun, discuss it, please say hello before you talk about love, otherwise I won't be able to resist."

Lan Wangji nodded and said, "Okay."

Wei WuXian said, "Lan Zhan, you are this person!"

Thousands of words, nothing but laughter and hugs.

- The story is completely finished-

The author has something to say:

For some well-known reasons, put the extras on JJ first. Briefly.

The prototypes of "Snatch the Door" and "The Iron Hook" are independent short stories I conceived when I was in college. At that time, there was a general ghost story stalk, but I was not satisfied with how to change it. I thought it was weird, so I put it on hold. But the stalks that come to mind don’t need to be used, and I feel that it is a pity, so I don’t give up and dig it out, reorganize it drastically, and finally make the best use of it.

"Snatch the Door" is a small note about night hunting after forgetting Xian and returning to seclusion. The small days of fighting mobs, ganging up on pensions, and taking babies along the way are relaxing and comfortable.

"Iron Hook" is a night hunting class that Yiling ancestors took with their children. The writing process is more difficult, and the ghost part has been revised more than a dozen times. But I have a problem. When I look back at the articles I wrote, there are always places I want to revise. I still feel itchy now, but time waits for no one, so let's make do with it.

I still like this kind of short stories of 1~2W characters.

"Lian Peng" was originally intended to be a short story about Yunshen and the children in Lianhuawu catching ghosts in a cool summer, but in the end it was written into a warm rural daily life (? In short, although the WiFi in my childhood failed to turn my second brother back to Lianhuawu Eating, drinking and having fun, but Wangxian and the two children still completed a friendship with each other intentionally or unintentionally!

The original intention of the article "Yunmeng" is this: After WiFi was messing around in Yunshen and was sent back to Lotus Pier, Second Young Master Lan had a dream that he went to Yunmeng to play with WiFi, and WiFi invited him to eat all kinds of food.Snacks and lotus pods.Of course, he didn't go at the time, but he eventually did when he grew up.

Therefore, the meaning of this title is actually "a dream in the cloud, a dream come true".