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

"Tea."

Lan Jingyi stopped in front of the iron fence, watched as Xue Yang handed a cup of tea to the person in front of him with a smile, and the person with his back to Lan Jingyi pushed the tea cup back, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

Xue Yang pushed the teacup back affectionately, "This is my secret tea, why don't you drink it?"

The man pushed the teacup back again, and said in the same friendly voice, "I dare not drink it just because you made it secretly."

Xue Yang raised an eyebrow, "This is a fresh tongue, are you sure you don't want to drink it?"

The man shook his head with a smile, and changed the topic, "Aren't you going to re-refine the corpse? Exactly." He looked aside, and there happened to be two disciples wearing the same clothes as him dragging a monk with disheveled hair up. "Here are the materials for you."

Lan Jingyi's fingertips felt cold, and when she heard this, she looked over and saw that Xiu Xiu was wearing a clan uniform that she was not familiar with, not a clan that she knew.

But Lan Jingyi recognized the family uniforms of the two disciples, they were the Jin Xing Xuelang peony costumes of the Lanling Jin Sect, and he once laughed at the fact that the eldest lady’s national uniforms looked golden—the person who talked to Xue Yang also Wearing the Venus Snow Wave Peony Costume.

"Jin Guangyao! You are a traitor who is as evil as a pig or a dog. You have the face to call me a sinner? What crime have I committed?!"

Lan Jingyi covered his mouth violently, and the nausea surged continuously, which made him retch, heart-piercing, and almost made him vomit blood.

How could it be him!How could it be him!

When a group of old and weak women and children were dragged in by the disciples of the Lanling Jin Sect, Lan Jingyi finally couldn't help but turned around and fled after hearing their cries, rushing into the endless darkness. Throw away all the screams and howls behind you.

After running for an unknown amount of time, a sudden light flashed in front of Lan Jingyi's eyes. Lan Jingyi couldn't dodge in time, and barely stopped after passing through a golden figure.

"Dismember the corpse."

Hearing this familiar voice, Lan Jingyi raised his eyes. Xue Yang was carrying a long knife. He smiled at Jin Guangyao who was standing beside him, and without warning, he slashed down the long knife viciously. , the blade let out a mournful cry in the air, but it couldn't stop it from chopping down, and fell to the stone platform with a "dang", and a right hand fell in response to the sound.

Lan Jingyi's pupils shrank suddenly, and she couldn't help but fell backwards.

After a while of spinning around, a mournful and desperate howl pierced the sky.

"Xiao Xingchen——!!!"

Lan Jingyi sat on the ground in a daze. In the room, Xue Yang's eyes were blood red, his hands were tightly clutching the collar of Xiao Xingchen's Taoist robe, his eyes fixed on that pale and bloodless face.

Lan Jingyi's crow's eyelashes trembled slightly, guessing what time it is.

Suddenly, Xue Yang grabbed Xiao Xingchen's arm, picked him up on his back and walked out of the house, like a madman, he said nervously: "Spirit-locking sac, spiritual-locking sac, by the way, spiritual-locking sac, I need A spirit-locking sac, a spirit-locking sac, a spirit-locking sac..."

Lan Jingyi sat on the ground blankly, after a while, raised her hand and slapped herself hard, as if waking herself up, then quickly got up and chased after him.

Lan Jingyi chased all the way, and disturbing scenes appeared in front of him one after another.

Lan Jingyi saw that Taoist Xiao Xingchen met A-Qing, and later rescued Xue Yang. The three lived in Yicheng. Xue Yang tricked Xiao Xingchen into hurting innocent villagers. Killed Daoist Song Lan without knowing it. Daoist Song Lan never handed his sword to Daoist Xiao Xingchen. Daoist Xiao Xingchen killed himself after knowing the truth. Xue Yang killed A-Qing...

The scene finally stopped at Xue Yang staying in Yicheng, holding the candy that Taoist Priest Xiao Xingchen gave him, and never leaving the city.

Lan Jingyi stumbled and fell hard to the ground, and the universe bag in her arms fell out.

Lan Jingyi stared at her Qiankun bag, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, hurriedly opened the Qiankun bag, and took out the Nine-turn Yin-Yang fish, "You can control the dream world, right? Then can you take me to Qiongqi Road?" When intercepting and killing, and the battle of the nightless sky?"

If Lianfangzun Jin Guangyao is really the mastermind behind all this, then let Senior Wei's grievances be cleared away!Let Senior Wei stand beside the eldest lady to accompany him in an upright manner!

The nine-turn yin-yang fish floated up slightly, and the one white and one black yin-yang fish slowly swam and rotated somewhat stagnantly, black and white spiritual power surged silently, and after a few breaths, the surroundings were filled with white mist , Lan Jingyi raised his eyes and looked around, there was a faint flute sound coming from a distance, strange and ethereal.

Lan Jingyi was taken aback. In the Qiongqidao interception and the battle of Nightless Sky, besides Senior Wei, were there any monks whose weapons were flutes?

the present

Yicheng

Yizhuang

Lan Jingyi, whose head was resting on Lan Sizhui's lap, suddenly opened his eyes, sat up abruptly, raised his hand to hold his chest, and immediately vomited out a mouthful of blood.

"Jingyi!"

Lan Sizhui's face turned pale, he supported Lan Jingyi who fell backwards and fell into a coma again, lost his mind, and looked at Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian for help, "Hanguang-jun, what's wrong with Jingyi?"

Lan Wangji, who had just checked the pulse for Wei Wuxian, and Wei Wuxian looked at each other, and at the same time came to Lan Jingyi and squatted down, Lan Wangji took the pulse, Wei Wuxian checked the spirit, both frowned, looked at each other, and said in unison, " The soul is damaged!"

Jin Ling and Ouyang Zi, who were guarding the side, also ran over with pale faces, "How could it be? Isn't it a serious consumption of spiritual energy!"

Wei Wuxian frowned, "Looks like the time is coming, Lan Zhan, how did your Gusu Lan Sect suppress Jingyi?"

Lan Wangji was using his spiritual power to find the Ningshen bell worn by Lan Jingyi's waist, "Ningshen Bell and Dingpo Ninghun Pill."

"They don't work now," Wei Wuxian got up, "Wen Ning, pick up Jingyi and follow me."

Wen Ning obediently hugged Lan Jingyi, and Lan Sizhui was helped up by Jin Ling, "Senior?"

Wei Wuxian waved his hand, "You stay here, Wen Ning and I can take care of it."

They took Wen Ning to the place where they found the body of their good brother was suppressed, bit their right index finger and changed the suppressing circle on the coffin lid a few times, changing it to the soul-suppressing circle, and turned their heads, "Wen Ning, turn the scene put it in the coffin."

Wen Ning nodded in response, walked to the coffin, knelt down on one knee and put Lan Jingyi into the coffin placed under the ground, and then put the coffin lid back on according to Wei Wuxian's instructions.Looking up, "Young Master, is this all right?"

Wei Wuxian's eyes darkened, "It can only be temporarily suppressed. People with the body of the wandering fairy have never lived through the year of dancing elephants, and now the time for Jingyi is almost the same."

"What, what?!" Wen Ning was startled, "What should we do? Can we just watch Jingyi die?"

"I don't know," Wei Wuxian's face became more and more ugly, "there are very few records of the body of the wandering immortal, and the method of rescue has never been heard of." The remains of some ancient books found on his body, "If there is Zhuang Sheng's Dream Butterfly Stone, maybe it can delay for a while."

"Squeak-"

Wei Wuxian and Wen Ning turned their heads, the wooden door was pushed open, and Daoist Song Lan, who had regained his senses, walked in, looking at them quietly with eyes as clear as stars.

Wei Wuxian opened his mouth, but found that he didn't know what to say. After a long time, he asked, "Is Xue Yang dead?"

Song Lan, who personally killed Xue Yang to avenge Shimen and Xiao Xingchen, nodded slowly.

Wei Wuxian was silent for a moment, first handed the Shuanghua Sword in the Qiankun Bag to Song Lan, and then took out a thin and small spirit lock pouch, "This is Aqing, Daoist Xiao Xingchen..." His eyes moved to the coffin , "Still at Jingyi's place, when Jingyi wakes up, I..."

"I'm awake, senior." Lan Jingyi's voice came from inside the coffin, "Help open the coffin, I can't push it."

Wen Ning helped remove the lid of the coffin, and pulled Lan Jingyi who had woken up. Lan Jingyi got out of the coffin with a face full of tears, "Senior! This is so unlucky!"

Wei Wuxian waved his hand, it didn't matter, "What's unlucky, just find an inn in Liyang, step over the brazier, and wash it with grapefruit leaves."

Lan Jingyi pursed her lips, "Senior, you really have no taboos." Turning to Song Lan, she cupped her hands and saluted, "Master Song Lan."

Song Lan, who carried the Shuanghua sword on her back, nodded slightly.

Lan Jingyi carefully took out her Qiankun bag from her pocket, and then took out the Qiankun bag containing the remnant soul of Taoist Priest Xiao Xingchen, and explained, "Xue Yang put the spirit lock bag in the Qiankun bag." He took out the spirit-locking pouch from the Qiankun bag, and gently and carefully sent the spirit-locking pouch to Song Lan.

Song Lan's hands trembled slightly, and he took them over, holding them in the palm of his hand, not even daring to move too much, for fear of hurting the two almost broken souls in the spirit lock bag.

Wei Wuxian's eyes fell on the Qiankun bag on Song Lan's waist, embroidered with Gusulan's clan pattern, "Have you already put Daoist Xiao Xingchen's body into the Qiankun bag?"

Song Lan carefully held the two spirit-locking pouches with one hand, pulled out Fuxue with the other hand, and wrote two lines on the ground: "The body is cremated, and the soul rests in peace."

Wei Wuxian asked again: "What do you plan to do in the future?"

Song Lan wrote: "Because of Shuanghua, travel the world. Together with the stardust, we can eliminate evil spirits." After a pause, he wrote again: "When he wakes up, say sorry, it's not your fault."

This is what he failed to say to Xiao Xingchen during his lifetime.

The three of Wei Wuxian bid farewell to Song Lan, and Lan Jingyi watched Song Lan carry two swords on his back and carry two souls, embarking on the unknown road alone, in a silent trance, "The breeze, the bright moon, the dawn stardust, proud Xue Lingshuang and Song Zichen... don't know if the two of them will meet again."

"It's not like you." Wei Wuxian took Lan Jingyi's pulse, "The soul is stable, let's go." Eyebrows curved, "Do you need me to carry you?"

Lan Jingyi was speechless, "It's just that my soul was damaged, not my leg was broken."

Wei Wuxian couldn't help smiling, turned around, and waved to Wen Ning.Wen Ning blinked, turned around and flew away, disappearing within a breath.

Lan Jingyi's expression was complicated, but she also knew Wei Wuxian's worry, so she followed Wei Wuxian without saying a word.When they got to the street, Lan Jingyi saw Xue Yang's body on the ground with sharp eyes, paused, and turned to walk towards Xue Yang.

Wei Wuxian glanced at Lan Jingyi, didn't say anything, and followed Lan Jingyi to Xue Yang's side.

Lan Jingyi stopped in front of Xue Yang's severed left hand and squatted down. With all her strength, Lan Jingyi opened Xue Yang's fingers one by one. In Xue Yang's palm, there was a candy .

This candy was slightly black, because it was held too tightly, and it was already a little broken.But Lan Jingyi recognized this candy at a glance, it was the last candy given to Xue Yang by Taoist Priest Xiao Xingchen.

Lan Jingyi looked at Tang, recalling what happened to Xue Yang when he was a child, and then thinking of Xue Yang's bloodbath of Liyang Chang and Bai Xueguan, and the years the three of them lived in Yicheng, couldn't help but blush, "...Senior, death is like a lamp going out, so we can bury him, can we?"

Wei Wuxian patted Lan Jingyi's head, and answered bluntly, "Okay, bury him."

Whether it's right or wrong, let's bury it, and it will be written off with death. The living still need to move forward, after all, there is no way to stay in the same place for a long time.

After Xue Yang's body was buried, Lan Jingyi buried Xue Yang's universe bag in the ground, then took out all the candy from his own universe bag and placed it in front of Xue Yang's grave, "Xue Yang, "Lan Jingyi interjected again, "I hope in your next life you won't meet someone like Chang Ci'an again, reincarnated in a good family, you can eat candy if you want, but you don't want to be a bad person anymore, Don't be a bad person!" After reading a few words, Lan Jingyi turned and left.

Walking to Wei Wuxian's side, Lan Jingyi tugged at his sleeve, "Let's go."

Wei Wuxian glanced at the incense sticks in front of Xue Yang's grave, "Okay, let's go."