[Mo Dao Patriarch Empathy Body] Si Jun can be chased

Seeing Lan Zhan approaching and handing Tianzixiao to another person, 'Wei Wuxian' entered the door with Tianzixiao in his arms, Lan Wangji looked at his back and shook his head, but his eyes were very soft.

Wei Wuxian seldom saw such a gentle expression on Lan Wangji's face, he couldn't help being stunned, and suddenly heard Zewu-jun's voice asking, "Did you bring it from your room?"

He recovered his senses and looked over, and saw Lan Wangji nodding.

Lan Xichen said, "You...you better not touch alcohol. Be careful, like that time back then." His eyes fell on Lan Wangji's clothes near his collarbone.

Wei Wuxian shuddered, and suddenly remembered that day when Lan Wangji forcibly brought the other him back to Yunshen, in the cold spring, he saw a mark of Wen's iron brand on Lan Wangji's body.

Mr. Zewu obviously knew about it, and if he contacted him again, could it be... Lan Zhan drank, and after getting drunk, he imprinted Wen's iron brand on his body?

Wei Wuxian's eyes widened immediately, and thousands of words were choked in his throat.

Lan Zhan... you...

Lan Wangji bowed his head, glanced at his heart, and said, "It won't be like that again."

Wei Wuxian looked at his own figure in Xiaozhu, and couldn't help smiling wryly, "Wei Wuxian, Wei Wuxian, what virtue and ability do you have?"

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Although Lan Wangji doesn't know the cause and effect of iron branding, he is not a stupid person, he can think of what Wei Wuxian can think of.

Even, he knows himself better.

If Wei Wuxian was really killed by ghosts, he lost Wei Ying, and in grief, recalling Wei Ying's reckless and bright appearance in the past, he might also think, drink the wine he has drunk, and suffer the punishment he has suffered. Injured, but that person never came back.

Lan Wangji lowered his eyes slightly, and it's hard to imagine, without this opportunity, he spent those 13 years guarding the memory with Wei Ying every day, suffering but not wanting to forget, how tormented it would be.

Thinking about it again, it was not difficult to guess his mood at that time at Dafan Mountain with his expression at that time.

Lost and found again, for him, the luckiest thing is this.

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Lan Xichen forced a smile, then sighed again.

After Lan Xichen left, Lan Wangji entered the room and gently closed the door.

Wei Wuxian followed him in, and seeing himself unwrapping the wine, thinking about the story of Lan An and Lord Qingheng, the ancestors of the Gusu Lan family, he couldn't help but admire.

[The Gusu Lan family is really a mysterious family. Although the ancestors are monks and the family style is rigid, they are really... out of love. 】

After reminiscing so much, he couldn't help looking at another descendant of the Gusu Lan family in the room.

Wei Wuxian also looked at Lan Wangji, thinking, the love of the Lan family is not limited to the ancestors of the Lan family, Lan An and Lord Qingheng?And Lan Wangji!

Lan Wangji was reading a book with his head down. There was a paper lamp in the corner of the desk. The faint light made his face more beautiful like a crown jade. His indifferent expression and light-colored eyes were also coated with a layer of warm color, so elegant that he did not seem like a real person.

Looking at Lan Wangji's profile, Wei Wuxian misses his own Lan Zhan even more, he doesn't want to stay in this place any longer.

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Lan Wangji smiled lightly, like melting ice and snow, but the smile disappeared quickly, without anyone seeing it.

The stone wall suddenly turned dark, and everyone present was used to it.

Seeing that they are still in the Guixu Hall, there is still a picture to be seen later.

Soon, the stone wall lit up again.

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Wei Wuxian was dazed, and saw that it was already daytime, he and Lan Wangji went down the small path to somewhere deep in the clouds, the grass beside the white stone path rustled, suddenly parted, and a small snowball-like head popped out and a pair of long ears.

The rabbit's pink nose retracted, and when it saw Lan Wangji, its drooping ears suddenly stood up, and it flicked towards him with a kick.

They came to the piece of green grass, Little Apple was lying next to a tree, surrounded by dozens of chubby white rabbits, most of them closed their eyes, sleeping soundly, a few were still arching.

'Wei Wuxian' walked to the tree, scratched Little Apple's donkey's head, Little Apple shuddered, and woke up with a strong breath from his nostrils. When he saw 'Wei Wuxian', he was about to yell, and the rabbits gathered together They were also awakened, trembling their long ears, and jumped towards Lan Wangji one after another, gathered around his snow-white boots, running around him, not knowing what they were excited about.

'Wei Wuxian' held Little Apple by the rein, threatening it to go away while pulling it. The rabbits stood on their hind legs, and the humans stood up, one by one on Lan Wangji's legs, trying to climb up.

Lan Wangji remained motionless.

After the two started walking, the white rabbits stumbled and followed the pair of white boots, no matter how much 'Wei Wuxian' chased them away, they would not leave. Lan Wangji bent down and picked up one and hugged it in his arms. The movement was gentle, the slender fingers scratched the chin of a rabbit, the rabbit flicked its long ears, turned its head, its ruby-like eyes narrowed into a line, it seemed that it was very comfortable to be scratched.

'Wei Wuxian' went over to scratch it, but it turned its head away.

'Wei Wuxian' said: "You despise me so much, and only love you, you really recognize the Lord."

Lan Wangji glanced at him, and put the white rabbit into his arms.

Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Wangji with crooked eyebrows, never thought that the future Lan Wangji would pamper him so much, he was completely different from the Lan Zhan in his memory.

【Such a gentle Lan Zhan, even a god can't bear it. 】

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Everyone in the Guixu Hall was inexplicably upset for a while, but Lan Wangji's peers agreed with Wei Wuxian's heartfelt sentiments.

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'Wei Wuxian' took it with a giggle, the rabbit writhed and struggled in his arms, 'Wei Wuxian' tugged at its ears, and said, "Don't like me? Hate me ? You run away, no matter how much you run away, you can't escape, you should like me obediently."

'Wei Wuxian' teased the rabbit for a while, and when they were about to leave the gate of Yunshen, he released the rabbit whose white hair was messed up by him.

These rabbits couldn't continue to follow, so they lowered their ears sadly, sat where they were, and watched their master leave.

'Wei Wuxian' looked back, and said: "I can't bear to part with you, Hanguang-jun, I never thought you would be so fond of these little things. You must have been gentle and careful with them when you raised them, I can't do it."

Lan Wangji said, "No way?"

'Wei Wuxian' proudly said: "Yes! Those flying in the sky, walking on the ground, and swimming in the water, all turn around and run when they see me."

Lan Wangji shook his head, the meaning was too obvious: Wei Wuxian must have done evil first to dislike them.

After descending the mountain road, he took a hidden path to leave Yunshen unknown place, and gradually walked away until he completely left the usual activity range of Gusu Lan's disciples.

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"I don't know why, looking at Brother Wei this way, I feel that his temperament is the same as when he was listening to school." Nie Huaisang sighed.

Although Jiang Cheng was panicked, he had to admit that what Nie Huaisang said was indeed true.

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'Wei Wuxian' suddenly said: "Oh, my stomach hurts."

Wei Wuxian watched himself acting like a monster, he was used to his ghostly appearance in front of Lan Zhan, luckily there was no one else, otherwise he would lose all face.

Lan Wangji immediately stopped and said, "Rest, change your medicine."

'Wei Wuxian' said: "No. I'll just sit on it."

Lan Wangji said, "Sit down."

'Wei Wuxian' said with a bitter face: "But the movement of getting on the donkey is too big, I'm afraid it will lead to the wound."

His wound has long since healed, this sentence is clearly a lie.

Wei Wuxian probably realized what he wanted to do, so he went to see Lan Zhan.

Lan Wangji stopped, turned around, looked at him, and suddenly stretched out his hand, avoiding the injury, hugged his waist, lifted him lightly, and placed him on Little Apple's back.

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Everyone in the Hall of Guixu was speechless, they didn't know what to say.

Jiang Cheng's expression was contorted, he turned his face away and refused to take a second look, as if he felt that the picture on the stone wall was hot on his eyes.

Although Jin Zixuan also felt that this scene was harsh, but he had a lovely wife by his side, so it was not so unbearable.

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One of them was riding a donkey and the other was walking by the road.

'Wei Wuxian' sat on Little Apple's back, smiling with crooked eyes.

Lan Wangji asked, "What?"

'Wei Wuxian' said, "It's nothing."

As if he had done a small bad thing, he felt a little proud.

Wei Wuxian couldn't help but twitched the corners of his lips, this scene awakened his long-standing memory.

Although he doesn't remember many things from his childhood, there is one scene that has always been vaguely imprinted in his mind.

A small road, a small donkey, and three people.

A man in black gently lifted a woman in white, picked her up, put her on the back of a little donkey, and lifted a small child high up on her shoulders.

He was the little kid who was too short to have human legs.

Sitting on the shoulders of the man in black, he suddenly became very tall and majestic. He grabbed the man's hair for a while, rubbed his face for a while, his legs fluttered, and he screamed incessantly.

The woman in white was sitting unsteadily on the donkey's back, looking at them, seeming to be smiling.

The man was silent all the time, he didn't like to talk, he just supported him, made him sit higher and more stable, and took the rope of the donkey with one hand.

The three of them squeezed together on a small road and walked slowly forward.

This is one of his few memories.

Those are his father and mother.

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No one expected that Wei Wuxian's memories would suddenly start to be released from the stone wall, as if a knife had been stabbed in Jiang Cheng's heart.

Although Jiang Cheng didn't say anything, the gossip and gossip outside Lianhuawu in the past few years did not fail to enter his heart. Even though he knew that Wei Wuxian had a father and mother, he was still jealous of Wei Wuxian's father's favor. There is also concern. In the entire Lianhuawu, only A Niang was not taken away by Wei Wuxian, so he inevitably favored his mother. Whenever his father and mother started to quarrel, he would automatically ignore his father's excuses, but forget his mother's entanglement and noise. in the heart.

However, when he suddenly saw such a happy picture of Wei Wuxian's family of three, he clearly realized how ridiculous the quarrel between his mother and his father was in the past.

Regardless of whether his father has any admiration for Zangse Sanren or not, Zangse Sanren and his husband Wei Changze, in the picture on the stone wall, the husband and wife look at each other with tenderness, and no one will doubt the relationship between them .

As a result, his mother's years of entanglement and noise seemed like a slap in the face to him.

His mother's words hurt him and also hurt Wei Wuxian.

But what about Wei Wuxian, did he really not care about his mother's verbal humiliation?

No, he cares.

Wei Wuxian is not a submissive person. After living in Lianhuawu for a period of time, he began to jump up and down. Every time his mother scolded Wei Wuxian, he would get Wei Wuxian's rebuttal. But if he scolded Wei Wuxian directly, Wei Wuxian would refute without hesitation.

In his impression, Wei Wuxian did not refute, only the day of the bloodbath of Lianhuawu.

But it was not that Wei Wuxian didn't want to refute that day, it was just because outsiders were there, he still thought about his father, to save face for his mother, not to make his mother lose face in front of outsiders.

Jiang Cheng closed his eyes fiercely, touched his dantian, but he couldn't say why.

To say these three words, who is more qualified to say them than Wei Wuxian?

Why should he be angry at his mother's inexplicable humiliation.

Why should he pay silently all the time.

Jiang Cheng asked himself, if he and Wei Wuxian switched positions, how could he not be like Wei Wuxian.

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'Wei Wuxian' said: "Lan Zhan, hold on to the rope."

Lan Wangji asked, "Why?"

Little Apple is very smart, but it's not like she can't walk behind people.

'Wei Wuxian' said: "Give me some face, let's hold on."

Although he still didn't understand why 'Wei Wuxian' had such a bright smile, Lan Wangji still took the reins of Little Apple as he said, and held it in his hand.

Looking at this picture, Wei Wuxian was greatly touched, and then he heard himself talking to himself, "Hmm. It's just a small difference."

A little short?

Wei Wuxian chuckled, "Fool, do you think you can give birth to Lan Zhan?"

Lan Wangji asked, "What?"

'Wei Wuxian' chuckled, "It's nothing. Lan Zhan, you're such a good person."

Wei WuXian looked at himself, and couldn't help sighing, "I was so dull, haven't I realized how special Lan Zhan is to him? Am I so stupid?"

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Everyone in the Guixu Hall was silent.

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Wei Wuxian didn't know where he and Lan Zhan were going, but looking at the direction, it looked like they were going to Yiling.

Wei Wuxian thought to himself, if he returns to the world, he probably won't want to visit his old place again.

Wei Wuxian looked at himself riding a small donkey, with Lan Wangji leading the way with a rope in front of him, his heart was full of ecstasy, as if he was riding the clouds, and he felt that even if a bunch of big and small families were immediately killed from the side of the road, it would not only spoil the interest of the bad guys , is no big deal at all.

He was even in the mood to admire Noda under the moonlight, and pulled out the bamboo flute at his waist.

Naturally, he blew out a melody.

The sound of the flute was clear and clear, Lan Wangji's footsteps were slightly stagnant, and Wei Wuxian suddenly remembered an old event.

He heard himself ask: "Lan Zhan! Let me ask you, what was the name of the song you sang to me at the bottom of the Xuanwu Cave in Muxi Mountain?"

Lan Wangji looked at him and said, "Why did you suddenly remember to ask this?"

'Wei Wuxian' said: "Just tell me, what's my name? I seem to have guessed how you recognized me."

That night on Dafan Mountain, the tune he blew out by accident was exactly the same tune that Lan Wangji sang softly beside him when he was drowsy and suffering from a low fever at the bottom of the Xuanwu Cave of Massacre in Muxi Mountain!

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"It's really not easy, brother Wei can still remember." Nie Huaisang was surprised.

Lan Wangji was also a little surprised, but Wei Wuxian was still very happy to remember.

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Lan Wangji kept silent, 'Wei Wuxian' urged, "Tell me, what song? Who composed it?"

Lan Wangji said, "Me."

'Wei Wuxian' said: "You did it?!"

Lan Wangji said, "Yes."

'Wei Wuxian' originally thought that the song was a secret song not handed down by the Gusu Lan family, but who expected it to be so, he was both surprised and happy, needless to say what surprised him, but couldn't tell what he liked.

He tentatively said: "You really recognize my words in this way, that is to say——you have never heard this piece of music before?"

Lan Wangji said, "No."

Wei Wuxian was slightly startled, but suddenly realized, no wonder Lan Zhan could recognize him with this piece of music, it turned out to be him who composed it.

Moreover, it has never been heard by others.

When 'Wei Wuxian' was happy, he kicked Little Apple violently.

Little Apple yelled angrily, as if he wanted to kick him off, Lan Wangji quickly pulled the rope tightly.

'Wei Wuxian' put his arms around Little Apple's neck, and said, "It's okay, it's just this tempered, it can only play these two times. Let's continue talking. Then what's its name?"

Lan Wangji said, "What do you think?"

'Wei Wuxian' said: "What do I think? Is there a name?"

He murmured in his heart, 【Isn't Lan Zhan named after the same style as Jiang Cheng?impossible! 】

He said: "Are you asking for my opinion? I think it's better to call..."

After more than 80 names carefully chosen were rejected by Lan Wangji, the interest of 'Wei Wuxian' finally gradually faded.

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Wei Wuxian's more than 80 names were called Guixu Hall. The expressions of everyone in the Hall of Return were distorted. Jiang Cheng's heart was filled with depression, and he couldn't hold back immediately, "Why does he have the face to dislike my name? He chose it himself. Nowhere to go!"

Lan Wangji glanced at him, then looked at the stone wall, and suddenly said, "It's okay."

The expressions of the others are so indescribable.

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Wei Wuxian watched him and Lan Zhan walking along remote country lanes, and guessed that they didn't want to bump into the monks who were being searched. After all, his identity had just been revealed, and there must be many people looking for him, the ancestor of Yiling. Then divide quickly.

After walking for a day, 'Wei Wuxian' felt a little tired and thirsty, when he saw a farmhouse by the road, Lan Wangji strangled Little Apple.

There was no answer when I knocked on the door, and when I pushed it again, the door opened by itself. There was a handmade wooden table in the middle of the yard, and a pot of unpeeled beans was placed on the table.

A tall straw stack was piled up next to the earth wall, with a rake stuck in it, and chickens were pecking at the rice and running around all over the place.

'Wei Wuxian' saw a few melons piled up in the corner of the yard, went over and hugged one up, and said solemnly: "Master is not here, Hanguang-Jun, let us take care of ourselves."

Lan Wangji was about to take out the money and put it on the table when footsteps came from outside the wall.

One in front and one in the back, it should be that the master has come home.

'Wei Wuxian' Somehow, when he heard footsteps, he threw Lan Wangji behind the straw pile.

Fortunately, Lan Wangji was calm and calm, so he didn't make a sound from his sudden pounce.

But he obviously didn't understand why he was hiding.

'Wei Wuxian' also thought: [Yes, why should we hide?The villagers in this country will not recognize us, frankly speaking, it is enough to buy food?It may be that they have done too many bad things.got used to. 】

However, with his pounce, he pushed Lan Wangji down on the soft straw stack. This semi-forced posture gave him a strange sense of excitement, and he simply stopped getting up, pretending to be deep. He raised his index finger up, signaling to Lan Wangji to keep silent, then pretended that he had to do so, and lay down on his body with peace of mind, again full of indescribable joy.

Wei Wuxian looked at his shameless look, thought for a while, and squatted on the ground with a smile, watching him lying on Lan Wangji's fuselage, and couldn't help thinking, if he went back, Lan Zhan would let him pounce like this. Just don't push him away.

Thinking about it this way, I'm really not reconciled.

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Lan Zhan was slightly taken aback, lowering his eyes in thought.

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There was the sound of moving a wooden bench in the yard, and the two farmers seemed to sit down at the small wooden table.

A female voice said: "Second brother, give me a hug."

Hearing "Second Brother", Lan Wangji was slightly taken aback.

At this time, a male voice said: "Just peel the beans." Then came the muttering of the sleeping child.

It seems that this is a young couple.

The wife prepares dinner while the husband holds the sleeping baby.

'Wei Wuxian' smiled and blinked his left eye at Lan Wangji, and said in a low voice, "Coincidentally, one of the owners of this farming family is also a 'second brother'."

The end of his words rose, showing the meaning of joking.

Lan Wangji glanced at him gravely, then turned his head away.

'Wei Wuxian' felt a pang in his heart, leaned over to his ear, and whispered, "Second Brother Lan."

Lan Wangji's breathing seemed to freeze for a beat, and there seemed to be a warning in his eyes looking over him.

Wei Wuxian seemed to have discovered something amusing, staring at Lan Wangji's slightly stiff body, he laughed, "Second brother Lan? Lan Zhan, you really... like to hear me call you second brother."

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The faces of the three juniors were red, and they were far less calm than the other seniors.

They had never heard Wei Wuxian call Lan Zhan's second brother, nor did they expect that these two people got along like this in private.

Nie Huaisang sighed slightly, but didn't say anything. He felt that if he said anything at this time, he would be beaten.

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In the yard, the wife smiled and said, "You don't know how to hug him. Wake him up later, why don't you ask me to coax him."

The husband said: "He played like crazy today and is exhausted, so he won't be able to wake up now."

The wife pinched the beans in her hands, and said, "Second brother, you really have to discipline Ah Bao. He is only four years old and he is like this. He will be fine when he grows up. The children cried a few times in anger, saying I don't want to play with him again."

The husband said: "But I still talk to him every time. I say I don't want to, but I really want to play with him in my heart."

'Wei Wuxian' said with a pop, "Brother Lan, what do you think of this sentence? Do you agree?"

Wei WuXian also laughed when he heard it, as if the husband's words meant something.

Lan Wangji said, "Stop talking."

Their volume is so loud that ordinary people can't hear it at all.

The young couple chattered about homework over there, while "Wei Wuxian" had already leaned into Lan Wangji's ear, relentlessly calling out "Second Brother Lan" seven or eight times softly and softly.

Lan Wangji finally couldn't stand it anymore, and suddenly turned over.

He moved quickly and steadily, the haystack remained motionless, but 'Wei Wuxian' was already under him.

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Nie Huaisang's eyes widened and his mouth opened into an 'O' shape.

Lan Wangji really wanted to cover the stone wall, but...the stone wall was too big, even if he used himself to block it, he couldn't stop it.

When Lan Qiren saw such a scene again, although he was still a little panicked, he was used to it after all, and he didn't have any expectations of cutting off his nephew's thoughts, and he already felt a little resigned.

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Lan Wangji said in a low voice, "Call again, silence."

Wei Wuxian's eyes lit up, it seemed that Lan Zhan couldn't stand being called Lan Ergege by him, he would try it when he got back.

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Lan Wangji: ...

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'Wei Wuxian' stretched out his hand towards his face, and Lan Wangji grabbed his wrist instantly.

'Wei Wuxian' said seriously: "Hanguang-jun, you wiped your forehead with straw."

Hearing this, Lan Wangji slowly let go.

'Wei Wuxian' helped him remove the tiny straw, brought it to his eyes, and proudly said: "Look, I didn't lie to you."

Not long after she was complacent, she heard the young wife say again: "But even so, you can't let Ah Bao bully others."

Her husband said leisurely: "You let him go, little boy, don't you only bully whoever you like, and you want others to watch him."

Hearing this, 'Wei Wuxian' smiled.

Wei Wuxian looked at himself with a froze smile, and laughed.

After laughing for a while, Wei Wuxian recalled the past, he really liked teasing Lan Wangji, why, he didn't think about it at all at the time, looking back now, maybe he liked to be with Lan Zhan a long time ago. Together, I just never thought that two men could be together.

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Nie Huaisang thought to himself, Brother Wei is really interesting, he even enjoys watching his own fun so happily.

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At this time, it seemed that the young child woke up and muttered a few words childishly, and the husband and wife quickly coaxed him together.

After teasing the child for a while, the young woman fell asleep again, and the young woman said, "Second brother, I told you just now that I want you to discipline Ah Bao well, not only because of this, but also because of the recent unrest. You have to tell him not to play around. come back earlier."

The husband said: "I know. Is it because the old graves near the village have been dug up these days?"

The wife said: "I heard that not only around our village, but also in the city, many ancestral graves have accidents. It's too evil. It's better for Bao to play at home more often, and don't go out all the time."

The husband said: "Yes. If you meet that Yiling patriarch, it will be terrible."

'Wei Wuxian': "..."

The young woman said softly: "I have heard the stories of Yiling Patriarch since I was a child, and I thought that 'if you are disobedient, let Yiling Patriarch come back to find you and catch you and feed you to the ghosts' are all adults coaxing children to play , Who knew that there was such a person, and he actually came back."

The husband said: "Yes. As soon as I heard about the grave digging, I thought of him. Sure enough, there was a lot of buzz in the city."

For being tied to "digging the grave", there is nothing for 'Wei Wuxian' to do except helplessness.

[To be honest, I have done many such things before. The most famous one was during the middle of the Sun Shooting Conquest, digging three feet into the ground, turning upside down the graves of the ancestors of the Wen family in Qishan, and turning all The corpses of the dead were made into corpse puppets.Every time a Wen family monk is killed, they are all refined into puppets, and then driven to kill their relatives and friends in life.In the expedition of shooting the sun, these deeds are all inspiring and full of praise.However, the longer the Conquest of Shooting the Sun passed, the more terrified others would be when they mentioned it again. 】

Wei Wuxian's mood suddenly became a little depressed. In fact, not only other people, but he himself felt that it was too much after thinking about it.

Now that his identity has been exposed, he can't complain that when people hear that there is a large number of grave diggings in various places, they will think that it was the ancestor of Yiling.

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There was a dead silence in the Guixu Hall.

Regarding the past of Wei Wuxian's grave digging, everyone except the three juniors knew about it.

But they really didn't know that Wei Wuxian also felt that he had gone too far.

Jin Guangyao looked at Lan Wangji, then at Lan Xichen, and thoughtfully said, "Actually, if Mr. Wei's character is not damaged, he can still be called a celebrity."

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感谢在2020-02-2520：05：05～2020-02-2613：56：42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

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