[Forget envy] Naluojia engraved seal

<Adapted from the original> <Lord Wangxian>

"Doctor, are you here?"

Hurrying back to Gusu from Yiling, guarding the sword all the way, never stopping to rest, Lan Wangji slammed on the door of the clinic with a tired face, a woman opened the door, and when she saw Lan Wangji, she immediately yelled: "Dad ...Dad... Come here."

After the woman called her father, she hurriedly invited Lan Wangji into the hospital and said, "Mr. Lan, are you alright?"

Lan Wangji nodded his thanks, "Thank you for your concern, Miss."

The doctor's daughter of the medical clinic was as obsessed with the Lan family's twin bis as the other women. However, one of them came to visit in person, and she was surprised and happy at once. The heart still takes precedence over everything else, saving people is the most important thing.

The doctor of the clinic came out from the back room and saw that the boy was sick with fever and his face was flushed with blood. Lian Wang said, "Put him down and prepare clean water. It must be warm."

The woman ran out when she heard the words, the doctor put his hand on Wen Yuan's forehead, and asked: "This son has yin deficiency and internal heat, and his body and fluids are insufficient, so he is plagued by fever. Where did you rescue him?"

Lan Wangji said, "In a fire that burned for three days."

The doctor opened his eyes wide: "The scene of the fire is a high fever caused by lung heat and heartburn. This child needs to be kept under observation for one night. He is too weak to be infected by other infections."

Lan Wangji said, "Thank you doctor."

The doctor said worriedly: "I see that your son's complexion is not very good, do you want to treat him together?"

Lan Wangji shook his head and said, "No problem, thank you for your concern."

After placing Wen Yuan in place, Lan Wangji walked aimlessly through Caiyi Town, and night fell slowly. Red lanterns were hung high in front of him, and a word for wine was listed. When the tavern owner saw Lan Wangji, he immediately Put the wine on the table: "My lord, this is the emperor's smile you left behind, I'll put it away for you."

Before Lan Wangji could react, the tavern owner squeezed Tianzixiao into his hand. Lan Wangji looked down at Tianzixiao in his hand, nodded his thanks, and left the tavern.

Walking along the way, the smell of wine came from the Tianzixiao in his hand, the tangy aroma was charming, but unfortunately, the person who knew how to appreciate it was no longer there.

Lan Wangji walked to the river, dumped half of Tianzixiao on the ground, then held it up, and said in front of the bright moon in the sky, "You used to drink wine for me, and today I will taste it for you."

When I tasted this wine for the first time, I found that the wine is very fragrant and mellow, with a soft mouthfeel and a slight sweetness. It is obviously not spicy and pungent. , The burned stomach felt slightly uncomfortable, but it was warm.

Lan Wangji doesn't like this taste, but he understands why Wei Wuxian likes it.

In fact, this wine is very similar to him, it is very mellow but makes people feel spicy and choking, burns and hurts the body but makes people feel heartwarming...

"Lan Zhan! Alcohol is forbidden in Yunshen... Didn't you say so?"

Lan Wangji turned his head, saw Wei Wuxian with a smirk on his face, and said, "Haven't gone back yet."

Wei WuXian raised the wine jar in his hand, raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp: "I can drink with you, I want to show off to everyone when I go back, my juniors like listening to me tell stories the most."

Lan Wangji asked, "What story?"

Wei Wuxian counted his fingers and said, "I told them about the Xuanwu Cave, and about the secrets of the Cangshuge's hidden sex..." After finishing speaking, he smiled foolishly, recalling that the Cangshuge turned the scriptures into erotic pictures.

Lan Wangji asked, "No more."

Wei Wuxian said: "It seems that there are cold springs, water abysses, rabbits on the mountain... By the way, there is also that song, I don't think I have heard it, who wrote it, what is the name, the melody is beautiful, I I really want to try playing it, the flute plays this song, the effect should be good, but it's a pity, I don't have a flute in hand now."

Lan Wangji said blankly, "Yes."

"Have"

Lan Wangji took Wei Wuxian's hand and ran towards Yunshen's unknown place, Wei Wuxian yelled: "Second brother, don't hurry."

With this shout, Lan Wangji walked even more hastily, and came to the ancient room. Lan Wangji realized that he didn't have a key with him, so he pulled out Bichen to break the lock, and then searched inside the box.

Lan Xichen came over after hearing the sound, and stopped him: "Wangji, what are you doing?" As soon as he got closer, he smelled alcohol, and said in surprise, "You've been drinking."

Lan Wangji looked at Lan Xichen blankly: "Brother, I remember that there is a flute in the ancient room, put it there"

Lan Xichen felt that Lan Wangji was a little abnormal, so he hurriedly said, "What do you want the flute for?"

Lan Wangji turned back and continued to search: "Play with Wei Ying, he wants the flute."

Lan Xichen was taken aback, and said, "Wangji, Mr. Wei is gone, he won't be coming back."

Lan Wangji looked aside and said, "He's right here, if I can't find the flute, he won't be happy."

Lan Xichen looked at Lan Wangji for a while, then went to one of the cabinets, and found him a very good white jade flute, but Lan Wangji threw the flute away and said, "It's not white, you need a flute. Black..."

Lan Wangji continued to rummage through the bottom box, and suddenly he felt a slender iron iron. His eyes changed in an instant, and he burned the iron on his body without hesitation. Lan Xichen quickly put it on his hand. The iron was knocked off, but it was too late.

Picking up the fallen Lan Wangji, Lan Xichen said sadly, "Why bother?"

"So he can come back to life, here..." He pointed to his heart, and then passed out.

This night shocked the entire Yunshen, although they didn't know what happened in the ancient room, but the situation of Lan Wangji breaking the lock was enough for them to be extremely shocked.

The next morning, Lan Wangji woke up at Maoshi as usual. Apart from the pain caused by the whip on his back, he also found a strange stabbing pain in his chest. On the same position as that on Wei Wuxian's body, he gently reached out to touch it, as if what he was caressing was not his own body.

Later, he learned from Lan Xichen that it was the first time he drank alcohol, the first time he was drunk, and he actually did such a behavior, but he didn't even have the slightest memory, and he was really ashamed of his gaffe.

Lan Xichen helped him heal the wound, and said, "Don't drink any more."

Lan Wangji shook his head: "No more."

Lan Xichen sighed and said, "That's the best."

Lan Wangji was silent for a while and said, "Brother, I told you before that I wanted to take in the Wen family."

Lan Xichen nodded: "Yes, I don't think anyone with the surname Wen is to blame, so I promised you to accept them, but they have already..." After a pause, he understood: "Could it be..."

Lan Wangji raised his head and said, "There is still a trace of blood."

Lan Xichen was a man who kept promises and kept his word. After he learned of Wen Yuan's existence, he sent his cronies down the mountain to bring Wen Yuan back. That night, the two brothers went together to ask Lan Qiren for approval.Wen Yuan was still young, and Lan Qiren couldn't put the blame on the children, so he agreed to their request and didn't plan to punish Lan Wangji again.

However, Lan Wangji is a person who will be punished for his mistakes, he actually went to the discipline stone by himself and knelt for another day and night, Lan Qiren felt helpless for his stubborn personality.

For the next three years, the outside world will be as usual, and people from the four major families will carry out intensive soul-calling, fearing that Wei Wuxian will take over and be reborn, and make a comeback again.In the same way, in the unknown place in the depths of the clouds, there are also people who are intensively asking spirits, and this is the case every day, regardless of the wind or rain.

Even if he doesn't know the language of Qin, he still knows when he listens to it every day, that he can't get the answer he wants.

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Three years of retreat time passed in a blink of an eye, and Lan Wangji still hasn't given up the habit of asking spirits every day.

The door was smacked softly, and a child in white with the blue cloud pattern on his forehead stood in front of the quiet room and called: "Hanguang-jun, Zewu-jun asked me to invite you to come over."

Lan Wangji opened the door, stepped out of the quiet room with a straight body, and said, "I see."

Lan Sizhui was a child of about five or six years old, still the youngest son, but he was deeply influenced by Lan Wangji, he was a dignified and upright person, he raised his hand as a salute, and then asked: "Aren't you going to ask about the spirit today?"

Lan Wangji paused and said, "Later, what's the matter?"

Lan Sixuan asked: "Can I just wait and see?"

Lan Wangji was not surprised: "Thinking about learning"

Lan Sizhui nodded again and again: "Yes! I have learned it, so I can share it for Hanguang-jun."

Lan Wangji was taken aback, and said softly: "Okay, when you reach the year of the chief horn, I will give you a piano."

Lan Sizhui said happily, "Thank you, Hanguang-jun."

The two chatted softly, and soon they came to the ancient room. Lan Xichen was in the ancient room, dealing with a large number of ancient books hidden in the ancient room, and said: "Wang Ji, you came at a good time, and you also know that the ancient room needs Expansion, I need to count the quantity, can you help me?"

"Of course." Lan Wangji found a place to sit down, then picked up a classic to help with the work of counting, and then reached the third book, and when he opened it, he saw a tube of bones that seemed familiar to him. flute.

Lan Wangji looked at the name recorded in the classics: "Lan Yan"

Lan Xichen stopped what he was doing, looked at Lan Wangji and said, "Wangji is curious about this person."

Lan Wangji showed him the bone flute painted on the classics, and said, "I've seen this bone flute before."

Lan Xichen said solemnly, "I met you there."

Lan Wangji said bluntly, "Back then when I asked the spirits at the mass grave."

Lan Xichen said: "Because I am interested in the bone flute, I asked my father about it. Lan Yan is the son of Lan Qiao, the younger sister of Lan Yi, the third-generation patriarch. His father is the Qin family, because spiritual power and cultivation are the first. The ideal candidate for the four generations of patriarchs, he was taken back to the Lan family and given the name of the flute "ghost". Unfortunately, he had friction with Lan Yi's own son, Lan Lu, committed a felony, and finally died in Tianshan. And the bone flute has since disappeared.”

Lan Wangji asked, "What serious crime did he commit?"

Lan Xichen said, "Even my father doesn't know about this, Wangji, this person was hundreds of years ago, you really have seen him."

Lan Wangji shook his head: "I don't know if it's him, but he's a high-level fairy, so there should be no mistake in his blood relationship with the Lan family."

Lan Xichen said: "Then you have to be careful, the reason why "Ghost" has this name is because he has the ability to control spirits, and its effect is similar to that of Mr. Wei's "Chen Qing", although I don't know what Lan Yan said. What a crime, but it is certain that if the "ghost" reappears in the world, it will be a more terrifying existence than the Yinhu Talisman."

"I understand."

Lan Xichen glanced at Lan Sizhui, who was already fast asleep beside him, and said, "You also helped me deal with it for a long time, go back and have a good rest! I was the one who delayed your time to ask Ling."

Lan Wangji said, "It doesn't matter, let Si Zhui wake up and I'll ask Ling again, because I promised him to let him observe."

Lan Xichen laughed and said, "I see."

Lan Wangji took back the classics and said, "Let's continue counting!"

~~to be continued~~

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Continuation of the new chapter...The Nether Chapter