Like back then

Except for Lan Zhan, everyone in the house got up and followed out. In the garden, Yu Ziyuan Zidian made a move, and the force of the whip was drawn on Su She's body, but it was all limbs, avoiding all vital parts.Then he tied Su She up and hung him under a tree.

Yu Ziyuan was still angry, and asked: "How is Lan's going to deal with it?!"

Lan Xichen: "Stealing books is the first, killing people is the last. This person and the Lan family will not stay."

Yu Ziyuan: "Okay!" He took out the charm left to her by Baoshan Sanren, burned it with spiritual power, and turned into hundreds of golden butterflies: "Avenge your master!"

This golden butterfly is not as gentle as Wei Ying's usual illusion, it is a butterfly bred in Tibetan color that can strangle walking corpses, the golden butterfly flew to Su She's body, outsiders only saw the butterfly's wings trembling slightly on Su She's surface, and after a while, the golden butterfly's body began to be soaked in blood Red, Su She let out a terrifying scream, it turned out that the golden butterfly was covering his body and eating its flesh at the same time, the pain was a hundred times more painful than Ling Chi.

Yu Ziyuan said harshly: "Let my son suffer from backlash, and you will suffer from the pain of Ling Chi here! Don't even think about dying before dawn!"

At this moment, Lan Zhan came out, holding 'Casual' in his hand, and went straight to cut off Su She's hands: "In the next life, I don't need to play the piano."

In this way, Su She was hung in the courtyard for nearly four hours, and finally the butterflies were all gone, leaving only a mutilated skeleton. Jiang Cheng personally sent the skeleton to the unclean world, and sealed it in the sacrificial knife hall by Chi Fengzun. .

A month later...

The two families take turns guarding Lan Zhan, who can't eat rice every day. Knowing that his younger brother died of a serious illness, Jin Zixuan devoted himself to taking care of his wife, and Jin Guangyao took over as the patriarch of the Jin family.

The Qingheng couple searched through ancient books to find a solution... As for the warm siblings... it was only after a month that they dared to step into Wei Ying's room to sort out his things.

The Yunmengjiang family...

Wen Qing took little A Yuan to find the guarding disciple: "Please report, Wen Qing came to visit the second son Lan, and I have something important to give him."

After a while, Jiang Cheng came out to greet the warmth and took him to Lan Zhan's room.

I saw Lan Zhan lying on the bed, his eyes glazed over, Wei Ying's clothes were neatly placed next to him.

Warmth: "Second Young Master, he...has always been like this?"

Jiang Cheng nodded: "Since I came back, I only said to Su She, 'I don't need to play the piano in the next life' and never said anything again."

Wenqing took a stack of scattered notes and handed them to A Yuan, and squatted down to level with A Yuan: "A Yuan, go and give the second son what brother Xian wrote."

A Yuan ran over and put the things on the back of Lan Zhan's hand: "Brother Rich, A Yuan is here to see you!"

Lan Zhan seemed to be returning to his soul, turned his head to the side, and didn't speak for a long time, his voice was hoarse: "A Yuan?"

A Yuan: "Brother Rich, my aunt and I cleaned up Brother Xian's room. These are written by Brother Xian, and A Yuan sent them to you."

Lan Zhan propped himself up, holding Wei Ying's manuscript like a treasure.

A Yuan climbed onto the bed and hugged Lan Zhan: "Brother Rich, A Yuan misses you and Brother Xian."

Lan Zhan also hugged A Yuan: "Wei Ying..."

A Yuan: "Auntie, I want to live with the rich brother and wait for Brother Xian?"

Warm frown: "Auntie will often bring you here in the future, shall we go back first today?"

A Yuan hugged Lan Zhan and was not going to back down, and because of A Yuan's embrace, Lan Zhan finally felt Wei Ying's warmth again, and said, "Let A Yuan stay, Miss Ruo Wen doesn't mind, let A Yuan stay with you in the future." The Lan family listened to the study and kept it as a disciple."

Warmth is naturally willing. Now that Wen's family is in decline, no one is willing to accept Wen's children as disciples. Even when Wen Ruohan is still there, it is a blessing for everyone to be able to go to Lan's school.

Warmth: "Thank you, Second Young Master, for not giving up, but Second Young Master's current body..."

Jiang Cheng hurriedly stopped the warm words: "Then it's settled, I'll go get you and A Yuan some food first." As he spoke, he pulled out the warmth.

Outside, Jiang Cheng: "If A Yuan stays, he will have a reason to live. Miss Wen, don't worry, we will take good care of him and A Yuan."

Jiang's and Lan's are still very trustworthy, leaving Xiao Ayuan here will make it easier to go back and discuss the relocation of the family.

Wei Ying's death shocked all the families of the Xianmen, and the conversation went all the way from Yiling's ancestors who were blind and wanton, to defecting to Wei Gongzi at a young age.Naturally, Wen Qing's family has also seen the light of day again, and has been recognized by various families. According to Wei Ying's previous plan, Wen Qing plans to bring the whole family, old and young, to settle in the small town at the foot of Yiling Mountain.

Before A Yuan sent Wei Ying's manuscripts, Lan Zhan lay on the bed for a month, carefully recalling the bits and pieces related to Wei Ying from the time he could remember. The residence of the mass grave committed suicide.

But A Yuan sent Wei Ying's manuscript, and Lan Zhan felt... maybe Wei Ying still had hope of coming back, especially when A Yuan was by his side every day, he would always feel that Wei Ying was lying on the bed with his scripture as usual It was the same in bed, so for a long time, although Lan Zhan was too weak to get out of bed, he was obsessed with studying these spells.

Half a year after Wei Ying's death...

In many manuscripts, Lan Zhan found a spell about seizing homes and offering homes, but Lan Zhan didn't understand many of the deceitful spells. After thinking about it, he decided to take "Chen Qing" to the fox cave to ask, maybe , Yaohu knows, even if she doesn't know, maybe...'Chen Qing' knows.

"Brother rich! Where are you going?" Lan Zhan, who was about to go out, was pulled by the hem of his clothes by little A Yuan.

Lan Zhan: "Go to the mass grave and find someone."

A Yuan's eyes lit up: "Are you looking for Brother Xian?! A Yuan is going too!"

Lan Zhan: "Find... his friend."

A Yuan still didn't let go: "Little fox? A Yuan also recognizes it! A Yuan wants to go too!"

Lan Zhan squatted down and picked up A Yuan, just like every time Wei Ying picked up the child: "Okay."

Mass Burial Mound Fox Cave...

Lan Zhan put down A Yuan at the entrance of the cave, tidied up his clothes, and bowed his hands respectfully: "Lan Wangji came to ask senior for advice."

Demon Fox: "Come in~"

Lan Zhan dragged A Yuan in, the cave was dark, Lan Zhan stood still, "May I ask where senior is?"

Demon Fox: "Turn around."

Lan Zhan turned around: "Senior?"

Demon Fox: "They're all the same, lower your head~"

Lan Zhan lowered his head and saw Yaohu lying on the cushion with his original body: "Senior."

The demon fox flicked its tail, several fires lit up in the cave, and A Yuan's eyes became clear: "Little fox! ~Senior."

Yaohu: "It's been half a year? I thought I was going to see your soul."

Lan Zhan: "I'm being rude, please punish me, senior."

The demon fox flicked its tail casually a few times: "Don't dare, dare not."

Lan Zhan looked at the fox's tail and frowned slightly: "Senior...are you injured?"

Yaohu sat up and put her tail under her butt in embarrassment: "No, no."

Lan Zhan: "That's good."

Yaohu: "Hmph, okay? I haven't had this tail for 50 to [-] years, and it won't grow back to its original shape! It's not thanks to your precious Wei Ying!"

Lan Zhan cupped his hands: "I... apologize to Senior on Wei Ying's behalf."

Yaohu: "Forget it, forget it, if I don't agree, no one can take it away, why do you come to me first?"

Lan Zhan took out the manuscript page about the Curse of Giving Homes and Curse of Seizing Homes: "This is the manuscript left by Wei Ying, senior, are you familiar with the Curse of Giving Homes?"

Yaohu glanced at the messy page written by Wei Ying: "Do you want to give Wei Ying a sacrifice?"

Lan Zhan said bluntly: "Yes."

The demon fox looked at Lan Zhan with great interest: "Wouldn't it be better to help him take the home? If you donate the home, you will be wiped out. If you help him find a weak person and take the home to use, wouldn't you be able to live together and fly together?" Is it! Wouldn't it be nice!"

Lan Zhan: "Senior really knows!...Wei Ying will never do such an unrighteous thing as seizing a house, and he will blame me when he comes back. If you give me to Wei Ying..."

Yaohu said impatiently: "Okay, okay, put away the nasty words behind you, and give me the 'Chenqing'."

Lan Zhan didn't expect Yaohu to agree to him so readily, and put "Chen Qing" at its feet as he said.

Yaohu: "Stay far away with the child in your arms, don't let resentment collide with the child."

Lan Zhan picked up A Yuan and took a few steps back, "Senior, what do I need to do?"

The demon fox stretched out its paws on the 'Chen Qing', and said without raising its eyelids: "I need you to cry a while."

Lan Zhan: "Crying?"

The demon fox closed her eyes tightly: "Shut up!"

Lan Zhan didn't dare to disturb him any more, and unconsciously tightened his hand holding A Yuan, and sent a voice transmission to A Yuan: In the future, Wei Ying will continue to grow up with you like me, so be obedient.

The sensible little Ayuan hugged Lan Zhan's neck and nodded, and buried her head in Lan Zhan's neck, because the demon fox said not to make a sound, so she only dared to secretly shed tears on Lan Zhan's shoulder.

The demon fox stepped on the paws of 'Chen Qing' and began to send black smoke from the gap between the fingers into the Chen Qing. After about a stick of incense, the demon fox turned back into the girl familiar to Lan Zhan, stretched his waist, looked down at his own body Waist: "It's been more than half a year, if you don't come again, I will forget how people walk."

Throwing 'Chen Qing' to Lan Zhan: "Have you asked Ling?"

Lan Zhan: "Ask Ling?"

Yaohu: "Yes, have you used your family's Wenling to find Wei Ying?"

Lan Zhan lowered his eyes: "I've tried it, no less than a thousand times."

Yaohu stroked his tail pityingly: "Try again with 'Chen Qing', now."

Lan Zhan looked at Yaohu in surprise: "Could it be..."

Yaohu said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, try it quickly."

Lan Zhan put down A Yuan, sat on the ground, called out the Wangjiqin in front of him, and played several notes countless times without using his brain at all, his fingers had already memorized, but in the dark, the greater the hope, Lan Zhan's courage The smaller you are, take a few deep breaths, and lightly pick the strings: Are there undead?

Then he held his breath and waited. In only a dozen seconds, Lan Zhan seemed to have spent a lifetime, and the piano sounded: Yes.

With just one word, Lan Zhan's eyes were covered with a layer of water vapor, and he stroked the strings with trembling hands: Keshi, Wei, Ying?

Qin Xiang: I, that is.

Lan Zhan was stunned, looked up at the demon fox opposite, and couldn't believe what he saw and heard: "Senior...this..."

Yaohu: "You asked Ling, has he ever met a lying Ling?"

Lan Zhan replied a little dullly: "You don't need to answer, but if you answer, you will not deceive me." After speaking, he was surprised and happy, and continued to play the piano but did not ask: Wei Ying, I, miss you.

Waited for a while, no reply.

Lan Zhan knew that he could only ask questions, but Wei Ying couldn't answer his question even if he wanted to.But he just missed him, thinking of waking up in tears countless times at night, only to find that there was only A Yuan by his side, thinking of eating Gusu sugar and Yunmeng's spicy food in order to experience Wei Ying's love, until his stomach hurts. I couldn't bear it, my lips were so swollen that I couldn't speak, I thought of holding a bottle of Tianzi and laughing and crying and laughing and talking about Wei Ying's preferences for a day, I thought of going to my knees and begging my father to add Wei Ying's name to the Lan family tree as a Taoist couple.

After stabilizing my emotions, I continued to ask: Is it possible to come back?

Piano sound: No.

Lan Zhan speeds up playing the piano: Maybe we will meet again?

Piano sound: Question 23.

Why is it called 23?Because I haven’t gone out since the New Year’s Eve until No.20 wrote this episode in three days.