[Magic Dao Patriarch·Chen Qingling] Lan's Night Hunting Notes

mojiazhuang

East Hall

Lan Jingyi, who was sitting upright with a smile on his lips, looked like a gentleman in white clothes from Moshang with a sense of elegance and immortality. Gentle and elegant, with a good appearance, gentle speech, and elegant behavior, he is really a child of the immortal family that makes people jealous, and the Gusu Lan Sect even rejects students with irregular facial features, so the eight Gusu Lan Sect children in this line And no one is inferior in appearance.

Lan Jingyi picked up the teacup gracefully, and laughed out loud in her heart, it really is a good saying, people are judged by their faces, beauty is justice.Fortunately, Si Zhui is as beautiful as a flower, otherwise they might have to spend a lot of trouble.

Lan Sizhui listened quietly to Mrs. Mo's description of the strange things that happened in Mo's Village, trying to eliminate the praise and boast of his son in Mrs. Mo's words, and sort out the evil things in Mo's Village.Inadvertently, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the dignified Lan Jingyi sitting next to him. He was angry and funny. He grew up with Lan Jingyi since he was a child, and now Lan Jingyi's elegance can deceive others. , how could it be possible to deceive him?

Withdrawing his eyes and ignoring his "beautiful as a flower" friend in his heart, Lan Sizhui was thinking about how to stop Mrs. Mo from bragging about his son without breaking the etiquette. He turned around in front of the hall with his hands, and said with a giggle, "Hey, hey, I'm here, I'm here!"

Lan Sizhui: "..."

Lan Jingyi: "..."

Lan's disciple: "..."

Mojiazhuang people: "..."

The hall was silent for a moment.

The visitor didn't seem to notice the strangeness of the atmosphere. His lips that were not covered by the silver-white mask raised his lips, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he said with a smile, "I said who called me? The Mo family has the most celestial fate," patted his chest, Laughing, "Isn't that me!"

"puff--"

Looking at Mrs. Mo's distorted face, Lan Jingyi, who was tired of listening to it for a long time, finally couldn't maintain "Yazheng", laughed a little, and was unsurprisingly given a disapproving glance by Lan Sizhui.

Lan Jingyi smiled flatteringly at Lan Sizhui and restrained his expression, but his face turned pale in an instant, his figure swayed slightly, and he returned to normal in an instant, but if he hadn't happened to be sitting on the seat, I'm afraid He was about to lose Gusu Lan's face and fell to the ground.

Lan Jingyi took advantage of Lan Si's chasing after the lunatic who was rolling in the hall, hugging the pillars, crying and fussing, and opened his clothes to reveal the footprints on his chest. The Qiankun bag is like someone pouring hundreds of barrels of hot water into it. Not only does it become hot, but it even starts to jump up and down. The black and white lights flicker and flicker, so frightened that Lan Jingyi hastily pinched it down with a trick. , stopped the change of Qiankun bag.

"Clatter!" The aroma of wine overflowed.

Lan Jingyi turned her head and saw the celadon wine jug that was originally on her case smashed to the ground. Looking at the situation, it was clear that the young master of the Mo family picked up the wine jug and hit the lunatic. He missed it and hit the ground instead. up.

The disciples of the Lan family all frowned and stood up. If they say that they are newcomers, it is not good to meddle in other people's family affairs without knowing the situation, but now they see someone bullying the weak in front of them, and they even want to hurt others. It can't be allowed to hurt people anymore.

"My son, I have something to say."

Lan Sizhui blocked Mo Ziyuan who wanted to hit someone in front of that lunatic, Lan Jingyi also felt displeased, walked to Lan Sizhui's side, and together protected the lunatic behind him, even though he was too busy just now to stop the Qiankun Dai But anyway, I also listened to the whole process, understood the cause and effect, and immediately said bluntly, "Since you all know that he is a lunatic, why bother with him? Young master, even if he can’t use it now, he can’t take it by himself. If you don’t ask yourself, it’s stealing! Not to mention you beat someone! If the jug hits someone, it’s either dead or injured, okay? This young man just now It didn't hurt you!" As he spoke, he subconsciously pulled the clothes of the person behind him with his backhand, and hid the person behind him.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding," Mrs. Mo was annoyed and annoyed by Lan Jingyi's unceremonious slap, but she was concerned about Lan Jingyi's identity and seeing Lan Si chasing after her, so she had no choice but to leave the seat and walk away. Come down, forced a smile and said, "This immortal master misunderstood, my son has never taken this crazy... nephew's things, this is my sister's son, this is a bit out of his mind. Everyone in Mojiazhuang knows this, I have been insane since I was a child, and I often say strange things, I must not take it seriously, Immortal Master must not misunderstand..."

"Who says I can't take my words seriously?" The man standing behind Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi with his hands on his hips interrupted Mrs. Mo's words, walked around in front of Mo Ziyuan, and pointed at several people in Mo's Village, "I Let me tell you again, if anyone of you dares to steal my things in the future, I will cut off his hand." Looking at Mo Ziyuan, he pointed out, "Did you hear me!"

"You!" Mo Ziyuan was anxious, and wanted to hit someone again.

Lan Jingyi was about to be laughed at by the popularity, and pulled the lunatic who dared to speak harshly behind him with one hand, and turned around and cursed, "You lunatic, stay well! What are you doing!" The lunatic who didn't care about "me, me, me" looked at Mo Ziyuan and said, "He's talking about the person who stole his things! Didn't you say that you didn't steal his things? Then why are you angry!"

"Jingyi," Lan Sizhui grabbed Lan Jingyi who was about to go on, and bowed his hands to Madam Mo, "Madam Mo, it's important. I will borrow the west courtyard of your mansion tonight. Please remember that in the evening Don't come out and walk around in the future, let alone get close to that yard."

"Ah, good." Mrs. Mo replied awkwardly, "Then I will trouble all the immortal masters."

The disciples of the Lan family clasped their hands in salute, turned and left the hall.Lan Jingyi grabbed the lunatic by the sleeve, and pulled him away. The person who couldn't get off his sleeve by Lan Jingyi's sleeve followed Lan Jingyi, dumbfounded, and of course, he didn't forget to walk along before leaving. A jug of wine.

After walking for a while, Lan Jingyi let go of his hand, frowned and glared at the masked person, "You lunatic, you know those people are not easy to mess with, yet you go up to scold them, aren't you stupid? !"

"Jing Yi," Lan Sizhui shook his head, "You can't talk about right and wrong behind your back."

"I dare to say it in front of them!"

"My lord," a disciple of the Lan family came over and took out a medicine bottle from his Qiankun bag, "The bruise on your chest needs to be smeared with medicine, take it, apply it three times a day, and it will heal within two days. If you There are other injuries on the body, and this medicine can also be used."

Hearing this, everyone turned to look at his left hand. Even though he hastily hid his left hand behind his back, the eight of them could see clearly. Through the material of his left sleeve, they could vaguely see several lines on his left wrist. The long scars in Yin Hong suddenly frowned. These people are too deceitful, how can they hurt others?

He blinked and found that the group of juniors were aggrieved for him, so he couldn't help laughing, "No, no, what kind of medicine do you need for this small injury?"

Seeing that he didn't take the medicine bottle, Lan Jingyi directly took the medicine bottle, stuffed it into his arms, and said in a vicious voice, "I told you to take it, so you can take it. You must have no money when you look like this..." She took a sip Lips, took out his money bag again, took out a few ingots of silver, and stuffed the money bag into his arms, "Don't lose it, if you lose it, you'll just wait until you're hungry!" Waiting for someone to say something, he continued to walk towards the west courtyard with the disciples of the Lan family.

Lan Sizhui took a step back, bowed his hands and saluted him, "Mr. Mo, please don't approach the West Courtyard, Sizhui will leave first." Turning around, he followed the crowd.

For no reason, Wei Wuxian, who was stuffed with a bottle of medicine and a money bag, stood where he was, watching the boy named "Jing Yi" hand over the money to the leader named "Si Zhui" for safekeeping, he thought After thinking about it, he uncorked the medicine bottle, sniffed it, raised his eyebrows, and found a good traumatic elixir; he opened the purse and took a look, well, even if he didn't do anything, it was enough for him to live well for a year half loaded.

"rich."

Wei Wuxian, who was returned to the world after Mo Xuanyu used the Sacrifice Curse, crossed his arms and laughed softly, "How could the Lan family teach such a jumping-off kid? These kids are fun enough. Yes." His brows and eyes softened a bit, he put away the medicine bottle and money bag, drank the wine and walked towards the west courtyard, "Tsk, this wine is not as good as it was 16 years ago."

Saiin

Lan Jingyi standing on the eaves looked around the entire west courtyard, while Lan Sizhui in the courtyard was directing the rest of the disciples to set up the flag array.After all, it was the first night hunting down the mountain, so Lan Sizhui couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and told everyone carefully to avoid any accidents in the middle of the night.

Lan Jingyi was holding a Zhaoyin flag while listening to Lan Sizhui's plan, while thinking about the things in her Qiankun bag. There have been two changes in succession today. What's going on? Could it be real? Need to go back to Yunshen's unknown place and ask Mr. Zewu?However, why does he always have an inexplicable feeling that the existence of this thing must not be known to too many people!Otherwise, there will be endless troubles!

The more I think about it, the more I get a headache. Lan Jingyi let out a long breath, and suddenly his heart felt hot. The moment he lowered his head, he accidentally saw a person picking up the Zhaoyin flag. Something you can touch!Accidents will happen if you are not careful!Look again, it's this lunatic again!

"What are you doing?! Why are you running back again?!"

When Lan Sizhui and the others turned their heads, Wei Wuxian glanced at them, and continued picking up the Yin Banner on his own.

Lan Jingyi was almost pissed off by him, "Don't move around, this is not something you should take!" The Yin-calling flag made by the ancestor of Yiling fell on a living person, and it was to turn that person into a person to attract evil spirits and other things. target!

"No, no, no!" Wei Wuxian finally got the Zhaoyin flag off the pole, and said sarcastically, "I want this, I want this!" As he spoke, he put the Zhaoyin flag in his arms Turn around and run.

Lan Jingyi only felt that she was about to vomit out a mouthful of blood, and her chest was almost cooked by the scalding Qiankun bag, but now she couldn't care less about another Qiankun bag coming out, and flew down from the eaves, circling in front of Wei Wuxian Stop him, "Don't pay it back?" Put on a posture to frighten him, "If you don't pay it back, I'll beat you!"

Wei Wuxian grabbed the Zhaoyin flag, "I won't give it back! I won't give it back! I want it! I want it!" He looked like an old brat who couldn't be beaten or scolded.

Lan Sizhui who was standing by the side laughed, "Jingyi," ran over and held Lan Jingyi's hand, "Forget it, just take it back properly, why bother with him."

Lan Jingyi put down his hands, and was a little dumbfounded, "I didn't really hit him, look at him, he made a mess of the flag array."

"Jingyi, it's okay." Everyone didn't care, "Let's rearrange the flag array, it won't be troublesome at all."

After inspecting the Zhaoyin flag, Wei Wuxian almost laughed when he heard the words, how could it not be troublesome, he knew what he made, these eight teenagers set up the flag formation in the west courtyard, using themselves as bait to attract evil spirits, there was a little bit of trouble when setting up the formation. Shen will lead to catastrophe, maybe only a few people come and lie back.

How could the younger generation of the Gusu Lan family be so kind? Well, yes, after all, although that person has always disliked me, he is a role model of the immortal family. With him, how could this group of children be so kind? Are you a selfish person?

After persuading Lan Jingyi, Lan Sizhui turned to face Wei Wuxian, smiled and said, "Mr. Mo, it's getting dark, and the evil spirits will be caught here soon. You'd better go back to the house. It's dangerous at night, no matter what If you hear anything at night, please don't come out."

After Wei Wuxian made sure that the Zhaoyin Banner was correct, he casually glanced at Lan Sizhui, but happened to see the school uniform on Lan Sizhui's body, and the curly moiré pattern on the lapel. Right and wrong.

Wei Wuxian lowered his eyes, inexplicably feeling astringent in his heart, like someone dripped a few drops of old vinegar into his heart, the amount was small, but it soaked into his heart.Slowly squatting down, sad and wronged, he died well, but Mo Xuanyu rescued himself, what's the use of rescuing him, he still has nowhere to go.

Lan Sizhui looked at Wei Wuxian, feeling sore for some reason, squatted down, raised his hand to hold Wei Wuxian's arm, and asked worriedly, "Mr. Mo, what's wrong with you?"

"Isn't it just a broken flag? Who cares?" Wei Wuxian angrily got up together, threw the Zhaoyin flag on the ground and stomped on it, "I draw better than them!" He ran away.

Lan Jingyi picked up the Zhaoyin Flag and smiled angrily, "He's such a guy."

Lan Sizhui smiled gently, "Let's do our own thing, Mr. Mo..." Recalling Mr. Mo's actions just now, Lan Sizhui didn't know why, but he always cared a little bit.

Looking back at the direction Wei WuXian left, Lan SiZhui pursed his lips, finally suppressing the doubts in his heart.