: villain disqualification

Lan Wangji shook his head, found medicine to calm down the fluctuations in spiritual power, and fed it to Lan Xichen.

Lan Wangji suddenly remembered something, and said, "Brother...you left the customs earlier than expected."

Lan Xichen just nodded.Lan Wangji's mind turned, and he suddenly remembered why, but he didn't point it out.

Lan Xichen gave up the medicine, and insisted that Lan Wangji go back to his room to rest on his own.

After leaving the cold room, Lan Wangji glanced back at the still lit room, inexplicably recalling how Lan Qiren was furious when he heard about Lan Xichen's decision.

"Lan Huan! Are you crazy?!! Who are you, who is he?! You have summoned his remnant soul back to the world, but have you ever wondered where the world is? Where is my Gusu Lan clan? To you Where are you?!"

Lan Xichen lifted the corner of his robe, and solemnly knelt down in front of Lan Qiren.

Lan Qiren took a few steps back in shock.Although he is his uncle, he is the head of his family.

Lan Xichen said: "Uncle, Xichen has his own sense of propriety. He has done so many crimes to the world, but he has saved my life twice in a row... He did it for me. Could it be that I am trying to win a new life for him now?" Is there even a chance to come here? If so...Xichen is in vain!"

Lan Qiren was so angry that he pointed at him and kept trembling: "How do you know that this is not his trick? How do you know that he didn't just take advantage of your guilt? Xichen...Jin Guangyao is extremely despicable, cunning and insidious. ...we are defenseless!"

Lan Xichen looked at him and said resolutely: "Uncle... In this life, I will personally guard him and teach him, and never let him make mistakes."

Lan Qiren said: "But how can you guarantee it? The world is impermanent... In case he is another evil tyrant... Your crimes, the crimes of my Gusu Lan clan... how can you pay off?!"

Lan Xichen smiled miserably, and said, "Of course it can be guaranteed."

Lan Qiren frowned.

Lan Wangji, who had been standing behind Lan Xichen, said, "Uncle, the forbidden technique revives the soul, the subject and the performer... share life and death."

Lan Qiren suddenly took another half step back, his face turned pale and he fell down on the chair, without saying a word.

In this kind of forbidden technique, apart from using Jin Guangyao's remnant soul as a lure, all the rest of him basically depended on Lan Xichen to live.If Jin Guangyao dies, Lan Xichen may only be hurt; but if Lan Xichen dies, Jin Guangyao must die.

In other words, if Jin Guangyao was like the previous life, as soon as Lan Xichen died, he would also be terminated.This is the last guarantee that Lan Xichen can give him to the world.Take your own life... to gamble.

In the middle of the night, in Yunshen's dormitory of his disciples, Lan Che rolled back and forth on his bed with sweat profusely, babbling non-stop, and finally sat up with a scream.

He panted for a long while before wiping the cold sweat off his head, and his clothes were also soaked with sweat, sticking to his body, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.Unable to fall asleep, he got up and went out to get some air.

Lan Che intentionally avoided the night patrolling disciples, joking around, and when he was caught, it was another family law to serve him.He was wandering aimlessly, but unwittingly walked back to Lan Xichen's cold room.Then, he was stunned by the sight in front of him.The cold room is actually... lit? !Suddenly ecstatic in his heart, he was about to move forward when he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

It's already midnight, how can I disturb Master?Even if he is still awake, this point is not in accordance with etiquette, and... is he going to tell the suzerain clearly that he has violated the curfew?

Lan Che smiled, and stood blankly outside Lan Xichen's door for a long time, dimly lit by the lights in the study, probably Master is still in the study at this time... Lan Che really couldn't wait to see him, thought for a while, and made up his mind Determined, he sneaked under the window of his study.

I'll take a sneak peek at Master.

There is a large piece of Lan Xichen's beloved flower planted under the window, but unfortunately I haven't seen it bloom in so many years, I don't know what it is, but one good thing is that it is really perfect for Tibetans.

Lan Che was careful not to step on one of them.

Peeking inside secretly, Lan Xichen's tall figure was indeed sitting under the lamp, without a forehead, and wearing a pajamas, so he couldn't fall asleep and get up.Holding a scroll of silk and silk paintings in his hand, he was observing carefully under the lamp, his fingertips slid across the picture, and there was a touch of indelible melancholy and affection in his eyes.

Lan Che couldn't see the picture of that painting from his current position, but Lan Che knew exactly what kind of painting he was looking at now.

Because of this painting, he had seen it with his own eyes!

That was when he was about 9 years old, and he learned painting from his uncle and aunt Wei Ying; if you say that his uncle and aunt are usually ignorant of learning and skills, but he is a master of six arts, which is amazing. Be amazed.Wei Ying's painting style is like a person, concise and clear, free and unrestrained, often a few strokes are used to complete a painting, but the things he outlines are still lifelike, which is surprising.But this kind of painting looks simple, but it is the most difficult to learn.Looking at his paintings, it can drive people crazy.

Seeing that the room was full of dissatisfied paper balls, Lan Che confronted him angrily with his mouth curled up. But he was a beginner after all, so he couldn't be as confident as Wei Ying, so he was not satisfied with any drawing. I almost cried at the end.

Wei Ying left him alone in the Library Pavilion to work on the painting, and sneaked out by himself. Seeing that it was almost time to come over to inspect the results, he was happy to get a little Lan Che who was crying silently and breaking down with tears in his eyes.

"Tsk tsk..." Wei Ying walked around him, and little Lan Che stood up straight, crying while still refusing to give up, trembling while writing.Wei Ying said, "Lan Che...you can't do this."

Tears of grievance hung on Lan Che's face, and his small face as clean as white jade turned to look at him timidly.

Wei Ying twisted his face and smiled, and sighed slightly: "It's my fault too... You are just learning, so it is really not suitable for copying my paintings... Let me take a look..." Wei Ying bit his finger and thought carefully : "The overall painting style of your Lan family is rigorous and good at fine brushwork. This style of painting is not suitable for you now..." Suddenly his eyes lit up and he said: "Oh, I remembered... Zewu Jun's painting style Although it is fine, the meaning of the blank space is just right, and there is a degree of relaxation... This is fine. You can go to your master and ask for some paintings."

Lan Che was a little strange, and after thinking about it, he said, "My master...does he paint?"

Wei Ying chuckled: "Why don't you draw? Your master is the suzerain of the Gusu Lan clan... I've seen his paintings before, and they are definitely the works of everyone... They are considered the best in your Lan family. Go get them quickly." Bar."

Seeing Wei Ying complimenting Lan Xichen, Lan Che couldn't help but smile on his little face that had been aggrieved and weeping just now. Thinking of something, he wondered, "Master's paintings are so good? Why have I never seen him hang his own paintings?" Huh? Aunt and uncle... where have you seen his paintings?"

Wei Ying said: "Me? Oh... Your master painted a screen for the Lanling Jin family before... I saw it there. Your master is not a person who likes to show off... Whoever said that you have to paint it?" Hang it up..." He patted Lan Che on the back, and said, "Hurry up...take it and continue copying, you haven't finished your homework today." Lying down on the bamboo mat in the Zangshu Pavilion, which was cleaned cleanly, is very comfortable: "I'll wait for you here."

Under the scorching summer sun, little Lan Che rushed into the sunshine. Wei Ying said behind him, "Don't run so fast, be careful. After a while, the master bumps into you and pulls you to copy the book."

"Oh." Only then did Lan Che remember that running fast was forbidden in Yunshen's unknown place, so he stopped running, and ran towards Lan Xichen's cold room gracefully and quickly.

His master happened to be not in retreat at this time, and when he entered his study, he saw him burning incense, sitting at the desk, buried in piles of official duties.

"Master..."

Lan Xichen turned his head to look at him, showing a doting smile, seeing his sweating profusely, beckoned him to come closer, gently took out a handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe the sweat off his forehead, and said with a smile: "Today Don't you want to learn painting from Senior Wei? Why did you come back so soon? The sun is the most poisonous at this time, don't run around in the sun, you will get heat stroke after a while."

Lan Che nodded, and said, "Senior Wei asked me to ask Master for a few paintings to copy... His paintings are too difficult for me to copy."

Lan Xichen thought about it, and it was indeed the case, so he pointed to the small library in his study and said to him, "The mahogany cabinet in the right room inside, go and get it yourself."

"Yes."

Lan Che stood up respectfully and went to the inner room.Opening the cabinet and looking, hey, there are quite a lot of works by his master, carefully piled up one by one.He opened a few by hand, but seeing that they were a bit difficult, he sealed them up and put them aside to continue picking.Most of his master's paintings were painted on rice paper, and a few were painted on brocade silk, and they were mounted more carefully.He was a little curious, presumably it should be the master's proud work, so he reached out and took one, but the tie was too tight, he pulled it hard for a long time, suddenly accidentally, the scroll fell off from his hand and fell on the On the ground, the tie just opened, and the picture scroll rolled and unfolded automatically.

From the picture scroll, a handsome young man Pianpianjia with a gentle smile on his face and a gentle smile is gradually revealed. He is in a garden full of peonies, with red eyebrows, a knotted scarf on his head, and gold stars and snow waves embroidered on his chest. totem.

This is?

At this moment, Lan Xichen seemed to have remembered something and chased him in and ordered, "Ache, take the rice paper..." Before he could finish speaking, he saw the painting rolling away on the ground, and was startled.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Master..." Lan Che hurriedly picked up the painting from the ground, and before handing it to Lan Xichen, he was still a little curious and couldn't help looking at it a few more times.

Lan Xichen suddenly froze.

"Master..." Lan Che looked suspiciously, frowned and thought about it, and asked, "Who is this person?" He had just looked at some of Lan Xichen's paintings, and it was exactly as Wei Ying said. , the blue family is rare to be free and easy, with a degree of relaxation, but in the painting in front of me, every stroke and every stroke is extremely meticulous, and it is extremely time-consuming to think about it.The eyelashes, eyebrows and hair of the person in the painting are all distinct, and the expression on his face is even more lifelike, as if he could walk off the painting with a smile in the next moment.