Duanfang Yazheng Wei Wuxian, playing fish and birds Lan Wangji

Even at nightfall, there are always disciples patrolling the Xianmen Mansion at night, but now the ugly time has passed, and the huge cloud is so quiet that it seems that there is no one there.

Wei Wuxian walked through the corridor, turned over and jumped onto the top of the wall, walked quickly to the highest point, and asked, "Is anyone there?"

The shout spread out like ripples, but fell into the ocean like raindrops, without any echo.

He raised his voice and asked again: "Is anyone there?"

"There are people! There are people here!"

There was a sound of hurried footsteps, and a man in white suddenly appeared under the eaves.

"It's all here, come on!"

This voice sounded very familiar, so familiar that it made people feel scared. Wei Wuxian felt that he should know him, but his mind was empty, and he had no memory at all.

He has a clear face, outstanding demeanor, looks middle-aged, and has a goatee...

After searching for a while, a name suddenly popped up... My dear, why is his brain so hard that he forgot about Lan Qiren? ! ! !Both vigilance and vigilance were sweating, there was no way to hide, there was no way to avoid, Wei Wuxian could only lower his body and say hello cheekily: "Good evening, sir, are you coming out to enjoy the moon?" The strangeness disappeared in an instant, All I can think about is how to survive the next storm.

Unexpectedly, that "Lan Qiren" clearly saw him squatting on the room, but he didn't show annoyed expression, instead he sighed quietly, and said with a sad face: "...Brother Wei, don't amuse me now, who else is there now? How about admiring the moon?"

What the hell?The title scared him so much that he almost stumbled. "What do you call me?!!"

"'Brother Wei'." "Lan Qiren" was stunned for a second, as if remembering something, he became sobbing again, "Oh, Brother Wei, I am Huai Sang!"

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He followed "Lan Qiren" in a daze, like a sleepwalking walking corpse.Broken memories slowly returned to my mind.Wei Wuxian finally recalled vaguely that he seemed to have come to Yunshen to attend a wedding somewhere.But who is the newcomer?Was the ceremony held?Where did everyone else go?There are so many things, no memory at all, could it be that he drank too much wine at the banquet and his memory was broken?

Without waiting for him to sort out the cause and effect, in the blink of an eye, two familiar carved doors appeared before his eyes.

In the middle of the night, everything was silent, but the private room was brightly lit and bustling.All the guests at the banquet gather here.Someone glanced at him as the door swung open, but no one was overly surprised.

"Oh, here comes another one," they said.

"It's really bad luck..."

"May I ask which fairy head is in front of you?" the troublemaker asked.

Puzzled by this endless question, Wei Wuxian answered in a dazed manner: "Yunmeng, Wei Ying, Wei Wuxian."

Whoever imagined it, this sentence caused an uproar.

Everyone gasped at the same time, and Ya Shi fell silent for a moment, countless pairs of eyes stared at him without blinking—or greed, or awe, or shock... In short, it was not like looking at a person's eyes, but It was as if he was looking at some kind of panacea, as if after taking it, he would be able to ascend to immortality in daylight.Just when Wei Wuxian thought they were about to pounce, they all looked away and rushed in another direction.

"Zewu-jun!!! This is not kind! Why did everyone change and he is the only one who is okay?"

"That's right! Sect Master Lan, there is a way for everyone to share. How can you hide your secrets at this time?"

"...We were invited to come here. The Lan family must give us an explanation for something like this happening in the border of Gusu!"

The people's sentiments are turbulent, and they are desperate.

The people in front were yelling, trying to squeeze into a more central position; the people on the periphery were not far behind, poking their necks and standing on tiptoes, for fear of missing anything. "My home", "Your home", "My sleeve", "Your sword"...Before I hear others explain, you start arguing with each other, even the elegant room's The roof was almost blown to the sky.

Chaotic, bizarre and absurd.Wei Wuxian stood there blankly, watching a group of Xuanmen immortal heads squeezed together regardless of their identities.In a trance, he even felt that if he hadn't been sober, or the brains of these Patriarchs had been gnawed by the fairy.While he was thinking wildly, a voice overcame the noise and clearly reached everyone's ears:

"Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient! The Gusu Lan family will definitely give you a satisfactory answer!"

The tone is gentle, solid and powerful.The elegant room gradually calmed down, but Wei Wuxian felt goosebumps all over his body for no reason.The crowd dispersed a bit, and the speaker finally appeared—clothed in twilight purple, embroidered with nine-petaled lotus, accompanied by the three poisons, hanging the Qingxin Bell, and facing a circle of menacing immortal sect masters, he was calm and composed, with an expression like... April As warm as the spring sun.

Is this trying to scare the dead?

"Damn!!! Jiang Cheng???" Wei WuXian seemed to be electrified, "What's wrong with you?!!"

He subconsciously went to look for Mr. Zewu, only to find that "Lan Xichen" had stood behind him at some point, looking at him coldly, "I'm over here."

"Jiang Cheng" smiled slightly, revealing the kindness that Wei Wuxian had never seen on this face in his life, and asked calmly, "Mr. Wei, can we talk a little bit closer?"

Wei Wuxian backed away half a step in shock, but before he could express his refusal, someone stood up to object:

"A man is aboveboard, so why hide?" In the shadows, "Jin Guangyao" stood with arms folded, his face livid.After a short pause, he continued: "Second brother, don't need to worry, everyone here just wait for a word. If it really has nothing to do with the Lan family, at most it's just going back to the house to find a solution. Who would dare to make a mistake?"

"Chi Feng Zun" heard the words and sighed: "Big Brother, Second Brother didn't mean that, so why are you doing this?"

Gentle and extremely modest, coupled with Nie Mingjue's face, it is impossible to look directly at him.

What is being overwhelmed?What is caught off guard? "Who will explain to me...what's going on?" Wei Wuxian asked weakly.He had never felt such intense stimulation since he was born out of his mother's womb.

"Explain what? We were invited to drink your wedding wine, and it became like this. I still want you to explain to me." An old man in white asked with his hands on his hips.

"Who are you, sir?"

"Who is your uncle? This is not my house! I clearly—"

"Wait—" He had just finished speaking in the middle of his defense, when Wei Wuxian suddenly stopped him, "—you repeat what you just said, whose wedding wine are you coming to drink?"

"Your." The man looked suspicious, as if it was something obvious.

"Mine??!" The huge amount of information suddenly hit him, choking him almost speechless. "Are you kidding! I'm getting married, why don't I know??"

Wei Wuxian felt that it was ridiculous, and looked around, only to find that everyone around him was looking back at him with suspicious eyes. "No, what is this—" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill rushing from the bottom of his feet to the top of the sky.No... why is there Chi Fengzun here?

Cold sweat ran down his back like a waterfall.Wei WuXian looked at these faces one by one, and finally realized where the feeling of horror all along came from.The really strange thing is not that everyone has exchanged souls, but that many people standing here at this moment are actually no longer alive.

What the hell does this happen?Fragmented pictures rushed into his mind like a flood, and his temples hurt like cracks.He seemed to want to marry the same person, but who was that person, why, why couldn't he remember anything?

"Axian, why did you even forget this?" Someone chuckled, "Obviously you invited us here."

"Who... who?" As if all the strength in his body had been pulled away, he was numb all over, and raised his head with difficulty.He had seen many faces and heard many voices tonight, but none made his heart beat faster and his breath harder than this one. "Who's there?"

"Jin Zixuan" and "Jiang Yanli" were walking side by side. "Jiang Yanli" looked extremely ugly, but "Jin Zixuan" looked pleasantly surprised.

He looked at the gentle "Jin Zixuan" in horror, and said in a trembling voice, "...Senior Sister?"

"Jin Zixuan" nodded shyly, and the visual impact was greater than that of Lan Qiren's version of Nie Huaisang, Jin Guangyao's version of Nie Mingjue, and Jiang Wanyin's version of Ze Wujun combined.

"Why are you... Aren't you...?" The word "death" almost blurted out, but he choked it back.Wei Wuxian endured the strangeness, and asked eagerly, "What's going on? Why are you here? Why did everyone change?"

"Look again, it's not everyone." "Jin Zixuan" smiled.

Wei Wuxian bowed his head, his hands were his own, and his feet were his own, but these were nothing, the most surprising thing was that he was actually wearing Yunmeng's wedding dress.

"I'm not dreaming." Wei Wuxian mumbled.

Transparent ripples splashed in the air, and everything in sight quickly dissipated like mist.

"You're just dreaming, Xianxian." Jin Zixuan's face finally faded away, leaving Jiang Yanli smiling like a flower. "Both you and Second Young Master Lan have been hit by the Soul-Living Curse. Ah Cheng asked us to help. I really didn't expect...to see you in this outfit."

All of a sudden, Wei WuXian was in chaos, he staggered two steps forward, but missed. "'You'? Who else? Master? Madam Yu? Are they all there?"

"They're all here, but they gave me the opportunity to show up and let me say a few words to you." Jiang Yanli's eyes were gentle, but his shadow became lighter and lighter. "I just came back to see you. How happy my father and mother would be if they knew that you have married and started a business..."

"Wait, Senior Sister," he finally remembered something, and looked around in a panic. The guests, private rooms, and even the unknown place of Yunshen had long since disappeared. "Senior Sister, do you know who he is? Do you know who I want to marry?" Where is the person he loves so hard to find now?Once the senior sister has worked so hard to come back, she should let her see you, but why there are so many people in this dream, but there is no Lan Zhan?

"...you have to take care of yourself in the future, Ah Xian..."

Wait, sister——

Wait, Lan Zhan——

Wei Wuxian shouted, his body fell into the void.

The sound returns to the distance, and the world returns to darkness.

Wei Wuxian sat up abruptly from the bed, thin sweat soaking through his clothes.The person next to the pillow had already been woken up by him, staring at him seriously with a pair of light-colored glazed eyes.

It was Lan Zhan.

"Call me?" he asked softly.

Both the face and the voice are exactly the same as before.It seems that the farce of house exchange is finally over, and they finally returned to their bodies.

"Yes," Wei Wuxian was confused for a while, then he came to his senses and turned his face away from the window.

The window is slightly open, the moonlight is clear, and it is midnight.

"Lan Zhan, I had a ridiculous dream." Wei Wuxian mumbled, "There was a person in the dream, I wanted her to see yours, but I was a step too late."

After a while, Lan Zhan asked softly, "But the daughter of the Qianjiang Sect Master?"

"How do you know?"

After a long silence, Lan Zhan slowly replied, "Just now, she also fell into my dream."

Wei Wuxian was surprised.

"She asked me to take care of you. I also said... the deceased is dead, don't worry about it."

The author has something to say: the writing power is limited, and the goal of resurrecting all members was not achieved in the end. This is the ending I originally envisioned, because it was replaced with a little glass slag. Here is an extra update to make up for the regret.