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

Even with all kinds of blasting talismans, the three of Lan Sizhui still failed to break through the door, and it was Lan Wangji who released the three juniors after the matter was resolved.

Lan Jingyi looked at Wei Wuxian, who was expressionless, and Jiang Cheng, who was also expressionless, blinked, and chose to retreat, dragging Lan Sizhui and a ghost general to run away.

It wasn't that he didn't show loyalty and didn't take Jin Ling with him, but that Jin Ling was anxious to find the ingredients according to the prescription, and Hanguang-Jun also went to grab the medicine with Wei Wuxian's prescription. The only one who had spare time to understand what happened was also There was only Wen Ning, so they dragged Wen Ning to a quiet place and pestered Wen Ning to tell what had happened.

After half a stick of incense

"...Senior Wei and Sect Master Jiang didn't fight?" Lan Jingyi couldn't believe it after hearing Wen Ning explain clearly, "No, even if they didn't fight, they should have fought, what's going on? I just said two or three sentences, and then? Don’t you want to make it clear whether you should hate or blame? Why do you always feel like you’re anticlimactic?”

As a walking corpse, Wen Ning's face was always pale and bloodless. He had a pale face, and his voice was low, "Maybe it's because it doesn't matter anymore."

Whether it's a pill, whether it's full of resentment, right and wrong, kindness and resentment, after 16 years, it's no longer important.No matter who is right and who is wrong, what is the use of discussing clearly?In the end, they lost the person they valued the most, and eventually became unrecognizable.

Lan Sizhui was also a bit puzzled and surprised at first, but after thinking about it carefully, he seemed to understand, "After all, Senior Wei and Sect Master Jiang have been friends for many years. Come to think of it, they don't know whether they hate it or not." Don’t blame each other. Instead of continuing to entangle in the right and wrong of the past, it’s better to let it go and start again. As for whether their relationship can be restored in the future..." Lan Sizhui paused, "Only time will tell .”

Lan Jingyi nodded half-understanding, and blinked slowly, "I always think it's a pity."

Lan Sizhui was puzzled, "What a pity?"

"That's right," Lan Jingyi looked up, and the moon in the sky was emitting a clear light, "Senior Wei and Sect Master Jiang were very close before, weren't they? One was to lure away pursuers for the other, and the other gave up the golden core for the other. They obviously can risk their lives to protect each other's relationship. They used to value each other so much, they went through so many difficulties and dangers together, and they relied on each other to experience so many hardships, but now In the end, they chose to break up, and even fought against each other, and now they choose to forget each other in the Jianghu... Could it be that the Yunmeng Shuangjie really broke up?"

After listening to Lan Sizui, he also felt a bit bewildered for a moment, "But there is no way to do it, after all, there are too many misunderstandings between them, even if the misunderstandings are resolved now, those injuries back then are real... You can't hate, you can't complain, and you can't easily forgive, the only choice is to let go. Let go of the other party, let go of yourself."

Lan Jingyi tilted her head, "Shuangjie Yunmeng is gone now, I don't know if they will reconcile in the future, but it seems that our Lan's Shuangbi is going to have problems."

Lan SiZhui pursed his lips, sighed and remained silent.

Wen Ning was a little puzzled, "Is there something wrong between Mr. Zewu and Mr. Lan?"

Lan Jingyi's face was almost wrinkled into a bun, "Maybe."

For example, my elder brother was deceived into participating in the battle to encircle and suppress my confidant, and indirectly killed my confidant?

etc!Mr. Hanguang always comes out when there is chaos, and he is rarely in the cloud... Could it be that he really doesn't want to face the clansman who killed his friend? !

What are you doing, he and Si Zhui are still children, why make them face these things? ! !

The two juniors of the Lan family sighed here. On the other side, Lan Wangji, who had cooked the first bowl of soup, held the soup steadily with one hand, and pushed open the door with the other. After entering the room, he closed the door behind his back.

Sitting on the bed, Wei WuXian looked for his prestige, the moonlight poured down, and the white-clothed man walked slowly, like a banished fairy walking into the mortal world, as if he was tired of the coldness of the sky, and wanted to go to the mortal world for a trip to the world of mortals, to feel Fantastic atmosphere of fireworks.

Wei Wuxian couldn't help but frowned, and said in a nonchalant tone, "Hanguang-jun boiled the soup himself, I think I'm the only one who can get this honor."

Lan Wangji walked to the bed and looked at Wei Wuxian's expression. Seeing that Wei Wuxian looked normal, he sat on the edge of the bed and handed the soup to Wei Wuxian, "Drink it while it's hot."

Wei Wuxian blinked, looked down at the decoction, raised his eyebrows, hesitantly said, "Well, Hanguang-jun, this medicine...is it bitter?"

Lan Wangji raised his other hand, and spread out his palm in front of Wei Wuxian, the round lotus seeds lay obediently in the palm of his hand as if carved from white jade.

Wei Wuxian froze for a moment, then burst into a smile, "Lan Zhan, you are so careful." He raised his hand to get the lotus seeds to eat, but Lan Wangji gave up the palm of his hand, and passed the soup forward instead, " Drink the medicine first."

Wei Wuxian: "..."

"Lan Zhan," Wei Wuxian thumped his feet and chest in remorse, "Who taught you badly? How could you threaten me with lotus seeds? Lotus seeds are indeed delicious, but it's not you..."

"What are you afraid of?"

Wei Wuxian was taken aback, for a moment he didn't know whether he should be amazed that Lan Zhan would interrupt others, or should he be surprised that Lan Zhan could see his own thoughts, he was silent for a while, then blinked, "Lan Zhan, you just now Interrupted me? Isn't there a rule in your family that prohibits interrupting other people's speech?"

Lan Wangji nodded, speaking calmly, "There is indeed one."

Wei Wuxian was really shocked this time, "Lan Zhan, you violated the Lan family's rules." You are so calm?Are you still that Lan Zhan who chased me all the time with the house rules in mind all day long just to punish me? ?Do you still remember the time when the two of us fought against the ruler in front of the Discipline Hall? ? ?Do you still remember the beating of the ruler that made me cry and call my mother? Are you calm and composed? ? ? ?

Lan Wangji stared at Wei Wuxian, "You don't have to stick to the family rules, but you want to be ashamed of yourself." But he would silently write the family rules a hundred times in private.

Hearing this unexpected answer, Wei Wuxian's expression was blank, and subconsciously he said, "So, you're not old-fashioned now?"

Lan Wangji glanced helplessly at Wei Wuxian, then passed the soup in his hand to Wei Wuxian, and said in a cold voice, "Drink the medicine."

Wei Wuxian: "I..."

Lan Wangji: "Jin Ling also prepared medicine for Jiang Cheng."

Wei Wuxian: "No..."

Lan Wangji: "Don't be afraid, I trust Miss Wen."

Wei Wuxian repeatedly retorted: "What am I afraid of? I, Wei Wuxian, have only been afraid of dogs in this and previous lives, okay? How could I be afraid of taking medicine? I'm not afraid of taking medicine like Jingyi."

Lan Sizhui, who was discussing with Lan Sizhui whether to go back to Yunshen or go somewhere to play for a few days, sneezed. Lan Sizhui quickly took out a cloak from his Qiankun bag and put it on for Lan Jingyi. superior.

Lan Wangji looked at Wei Wuxian, "I believe in Miss Wen's medical skills, Wei Ying, you can reunite the Golden Pill."

The smile on Wei Wuxian's face faltered, he looked at Lan Wangji, his eyes fell into those light-colored eyes, as if seeing a lake under a moonlit night, it was cold and silent, inexplicably making people feel astringent, "... ...Lan Zhan."

Lan Wangji stared at Wei Wuxian quietly for a long time, then lowered his eyes, "You can definitely re-form the golden core."

Wei Wuxian frowned slightly, then relaxed his brows immediately, smiled, raised his hand to take the medicine, blew on the soup, and drank it down in one gulp.

Wei WuXian put down the bowl, raised his eyebrows and looked at Lan WangJi, "How do you know what I'm afraid of?"

Wei Wuxian admitted that he was indeed afraid.As early as when he asked for warm help, he was prepared to never be able to practice swordsmanship in this life, but now he is suddenly told that he may reunite with Jindan... He is afraid that this hard-won hope will be broken again. In that case, He must be crazy.

But this is not the point of his thinking anymore, now Wei Wuxian is really curious, after all, the relationship between him and Lan Zhan didn’t seem to be very good in the previous life, how could Lan Zhan almost become his belly after 16 years Is the dragon round here?No, no, how can you describe Lan Zhan as a "dragon roundworm", it should be... a wine worm?As soon as the wine worm is on top, it makes people fascinated, at a loss, at a loss?

Wei Wuxian was still struggling with his thoughts that something seemed wrong. On the other side, Lan Wangji had already taken the bowl from Wei Wuxian's hand, put it on the desk, and then passed the lotus seeds in his hand to Wei Wuxian. Xian put it in his hand, and said in a calm voice, "The next medicine will be taken in four hours, you should rest first."

Wei WuXian came back to his senses, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Lan WangJi holding the bowl and turning away, he called Lan WangJi a few times but didn't stop Lan WangJi from leaving, only got a "rest early."

Wei Wuxian: "..."

Why did you run away without answering? ... Lan Zhan couldn't possibly run away because he didn't know how to answer, right?Run away?

The more he thought about it, the more outrageous Wei Wuxian couldn't help but patted his head, "What are you thinking, that's Lan Zhan, how could he run away?" While talking, Wei Wuxian shook his head and lay down again. Go back to bed, close your eyes, let go of your thoughts, and prepare to fall asleep.

After a while, Wei Wuxian suddenly opened his eyes and turned to look at the door.

Jiang Cheng...is he alright?

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Jin Ling walked ahead carrying the soup, and Jiang Zi followed him step by step.Finally, when Jin Ling stopped, Jiang Zi also stopped.

Jin Ling turned around, with a gloomy expression on his face, "Why didn't you tell me about uncle?"

Jiang Zi lowered his head slightly, "Young Master Jin, the suzerain has ordered that no matter what, I cannot tell you about this matter."

Jin Ling gritted his teeth in anger, "Even if I ask you?"

Jiang Zi respectfully said, "That's right."

Jin Ling snorted coldly, "Then what do you say now?"

Jiang Zi was still respectful, "Now you know."

Jin Ling: "..."

Why didn't he find Jiang Zi so annoying before? !

Jin Ling took a deep breath, turned around and continued walking, "How is uncle doing now?"

Jiang Zi followed, "The suzerain has not lost control of his spiritual consciousness in the past few days, and his resentment has been well controlled."

Jin Ling's eyes moved slightly, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Jiang Zi paused, "My life was saved by the suzerain, so you don't need to thank you, Young Master Jin."

Jin Ling was suspicious, "Speaking of which, you don't seem to have said why you came to our Yunmeng."

"My father practiced the way of ghosts," Jiang Zi's voice was flat, "but he was backlashed by resentment. The suzerain happened to pass by my house, rescued me from my father who was out of control, and found a safe place for my father. Lock him in so that my father won't hurt others or himself."

Jin Ling was startled, and turned to look at Jiang Zi, "Didn't you say that my uncle hates people who practice ghost arts?!"

Jiang Zi's eyes were slightly cold, but his voice remained calm, "The Gusu Lan family can be kind to monks who practice ghost arts, the Qinghe Nie family can ignore them, and the Lanling Jin family can keep them in private. The Mengjiang clan, you can't make friends with monks who practice ghost art, you can only fight with each other."

Jin Ling was in a trance, and regained consciousness when he pushed open the door of the room. He stabilized his mind, "Uncle."

Sitting at the table, Jiang Cheng's eyebrows and eyes moved slightly, and he raised his eyes, "I don't sleep at night, and I can't wake up in the morning. How can I be so ignorant at how old I am?"

Jin Ling twitched his brows, "Uncle!" He walked into the room angrily, "You haven't slept yet, why are you talking about me?"

Jiang Zi stood outside the door, raised his hand to close the door, and then stood guard outside the door, never leaving.

Inside the house, Jiang Cheng put down the long box in his hand, "Just because I am your uncle!"

Jin Ling carefully put the decoction in his hand on the table, "Then you will act like an 'uncle', treat diseases when you are sick, and drink medicine when you have it!"

Jiang Cheng frowned, and looked at the dark soup with distaste, "Don't drink it."

"Hanguang-jun has prepared the medicine for uncle, and it has already been taken." Jin Ling sat down with a sword, "Hurry up, I want you to help me calm down the Jin family in the future, you can't abandon me .”

Jiang Cheng frowned when he heard the words, "Brat, take care of your own affairs!" As he said, he carefully put the long wooden box into the Qiankun bag, then picked up the bowl and drank the medicine in one gulp.

Jin Ling curled his lips inwardly, he wouldn't let his uncle and his uncle fall into the big quagmire of the Jin family, as long as his uncle and his uncle could stay by his side, that's all, and he would naturally take care of other things. .

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