Xianjun's stand-in ran away

Wei Lan took Xue Ji to Mr. Wu Chen's house to taste the new tea he picked this year, and sat there for more than half an hour. When the sun was about to set, Wu Chen's son and daughter-in-law came back with their granddaughter.

Wu Chen's granddaughter is a beautiful little girl, only five or six years old. As soon as she entered the house and saw Wei Lan, her eyes lit up immediately, and she fell into Wei Lan's arms like a small cannonball.

"Brother Shenzi!"

When Wei Lan saw Wu Yuanxiang with two braids, his amber eyes flashed with intense joy. He caught the little girl who rushed over and held her tightly in his arms. His body trembled slightly. want to cry.

——The now inconspicuous little girl Pian Zi will be a great figure who takes Wei Lan's place and presides over the daily sacrifices of the Wu Clan in a hundred years, and is affectionately called Yuan Xiang Wu Zhu by every member of the clan.

And a hundred years later, when the old patriarch organized a group sacrifice to call back Wei Lan's soul, Wu Yuanxiang was one of the chief priests. A child who almost fell into the cracks of the ground threw it out, and fell into the abyss by himself.

But now Wu Yuanxiang is just a follower behind Wei Lan, "Brother Shenzi" keeps calling, asking Brother Shenzi to summon a big deer to ride for her, breathing and heartbeat, and giggling with joy when seeing Wei Lan smiling little girl.

That's great... Those tragedies that he can only watch, haven't happened yet...

This is the kind of expectation he has always embraced, but he is afraid that the expectation will fail, and what will meet him will be a cruel reality, so he dare not even think about it.

He waited at Wu Chen's house just to see Wu Yuanxiang alive and kicking with his own eyes.

Wei Lan closed her eyes, her slender eyelashes trembling violently, some steam was forced out from the end of her eyes, and Wu Yuanxiang, who was curled up in his arms and giggling, lost her voice at some point.

The little girl timidly wanted to take a look at Wei Lan, but Wei Lan hugged her head and couldn't break free. She was confused for a while, and then suddenly remembered something, imitating her mother's posture of comforting herself when she fell down, and wrapped herself in Wei Lan's head. He patted him lightly: "Brother Shenzi, don't cry, Yuan Xiang is with you, okay?"

The few people who were still talking fell silent for a while, but Wu Yuanxiang would point out the matter that Wei Lan had intentionally covered up.

Wu Chen and his son and daughter-in-law looked at each other, quickly pretended not to hear, and continued chatting with Xue Ji.

Xue Ji took a deep look at them, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Wei Lan knew that the little girl had good intentions, and her warm, fleshy little hand seemed to be patting on the tip of her heart, making Wei Lan, who remembered the last scene she saw before her rebirth, feel the pain and guilt in her heart that she could never let go of. , just like the dust that has been wiped clean, it easily disappears in the sun.

The burden that Wei Lan has been carrying in her heart has been relieved a lot, and even the resentment towards Lu Mingsi... seems to have dissipated a lot.

——He always remembered that it was because of himself, Lu Mingsi, that he went crazy, causing the southern border to quake, hurting the sacred tree Jianmu, and devouring many clansmen.

Even though he always thought that Lu Mingsi was the chief culprit, there was still a part of the blame that he had to bear.

He could tolerate Lu Mingsi hurting himself, but he couldn't forgive him no matter what. Lu Mingsi's willful and reckless behavior implicated the Wu clan and the clansmen who loved him and loved him.

He has never dared to recall the scene of the earth dragon devouring the southern border, but the last scene he saw before rebirth was always stuck in his throat, making him feel depressed and short of breath just facing Lu Mingsi, wishing to give him a knife and make him pay for his life .

Now that everything is reset, these people are not dead, and he doesn't have to bear the guilt that weighs on his heart.

That's fine...

The corners of Wei Lan's lips curled up in a comfortable arc, and she always felt that even the curse wrapped around her heart was loosened a little, and she no longer felt that suffocating feeling.

"Xiao Yuanxiang, brother Shenzi brought you a rattle outside, do you want it?" Wei Lan asked softly, her ethereal voice became softer because of a bit of pampering, and it made everyone's heart tremble. Crispy.

Xue Ji's eyes moved slightly, and she turned her head to look over.

Wei Lan took out a rattle painted like a hamster and handed it to Wu Yuanxiang.

When had the little girl seen such an exquisite gadget, she burst out laughing, forgetting on the spot that Brother Shenzi cried just now, "Yes! Thank you, Brother Shenzi~"

She dragged her voice out, lovingly arching herself into Wei Lan's arms.

Wei Lan rubbed the little girl's head with a smile, raised her head, faced Wu Chen and the others calmly, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "I made you laugh."

Wu Chen's daughter-in-law smiled at him, and gently changed the topic: "Is the son of God living here today? Why don't you stay at home and have dinner together before going back? You still have the house in the south of the village. Someone often Go clean up, if you stay, you can live directly tonight."

The members of the Wu clan live in seven villages within the ancestral land. Wei Lan usually lives with the patriarch in the largest village at the foot of Jianmu, but because he often patrols the border, he also settles in several other villages. House of.

Wei Lan glanced at Wu Yuanxiang who was sitting in her arms playing the rattle, thought about Lu Mingsi who was probably still guarding outside the ancestral land, hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I will live in the village tonight, Thank you."

Wuchen's family of four prepared a sumptuous dinner for Lord Shenzi and his friends.

After Wei Lan and Xue Ji stayed at Wu Chen's house for dinner, they said goodbye to Wu Chen's family and took Xue Ji back to their stilted building in the south of the village.

On the way back, Wei Lan used the Tianwu tree as an eye to spy on the entrance, but was very surprised to see Lu Mingsi nearby.

Is it really just gone?

Wei Lan felt a little suspicious in her heart.

If Lu Mingsi would give up so easily, then after Wei Lan pitted his avatar to death, he shouldn't have come here again. It's the first time I backed down... After doing such a thing, how could Lu Mingsi leave so easily?

Unwilling to give up, Wei Lan manipulated the vines on the Tianwu tree, walked around in a circle, and found the trace of Lu Mingsi not far away.

——He made a hole in two withered and staggered trees, and was sitting cross-legged inside, carving something on the branches that he folded with invisible sword energy.

What is Lu Mingsi doing...?

Wei Lan never knew that Lu Mingsi had this skill, so he aroused his curiosity, canceled the control of the vines, and instead manipulated the big tree that Lu Mingsi was entrenched in, with its leaves, Quietly looked into the tree hole.

Lu Mingsi was concentrating on carving the wood carving in his hand, but there were already two complete wood carvings on the ground.

The two villains are holding hands and their carving skills are not bad. It is obvious that one is him and the other is Lu Mingsi.

——The reason why I can recognize it is because the little man representing Lu Mingsi is holding a sword in his hand, and the little man representing him has fine beads in his hair, which are much more than those on his head. If According to this ratio, he would make a ding-dong sound whenever he took two steps.

Wei Lan couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

He remembered that Lu Mingsi loved the crisp sound of the jade beads colliding in his hair the most, especially when Ai was on the bed, deliberately making him lose control and letting the beads in his hair collide to create beautiful music.

Lu Mingsi's preferences... are quite consistent.

Wei Lan pursed her lower lip, wanting to know more and more who the sculpture in his hand was...

——Since there are already statues of him and Lu Mingsi, who else can he carve?

Could it be... Could it be that he wanted a child?

Wei Lan was terrified all of a sudden, a leaf disguised itself as if it was being blown by the wind, and looked into the tree hole.

After a while, Lu Mingsi finally finished carving the villain in his hand. He took two amethysts from the ground beside him and gently pressed them into the eyes of the wood carving.

Wei Lan: "..."

He seemed to know who he was carving.

Wei Lan pursed her lower lip and continued to watch.

After Lu Ming had finished sculpting the little figure, he nodded his head in satisfaction, and placed the little figure in front of him, opposite to the pair of holding hands. After placing it, he moved his fingertips slightly, Translucent sword energy flew out from the wooden sword held in the hand of the "Xianjun villain", and slashed straight at the opposite "Purple-eyed villain", splitting him to pieces.

Wei Lan: "..."

He looked again at the angular pieces of wood at Lu Mingsi's feet, as if he understood something.

childish!

Wei Lan rolled her eyes and withdrew her will from the tree.

As long as Lu Mingsi doesn't intend to forcibly break into the Witch Clan, then he doesn't intend to forcibly expel Lu Mingsi - although after returning home, with Jianmu's support, he may not be able to break arms with Lu Mingsi, but There is no need to fight earth-shatteringly over such a trivial matter.

Besides, Lu Mingsi can't stay at the door of the Wu Clan all the time, can't he just go and do business?

Even if Wei Lan agrees, none of his subordinates can agree.

Wei Lan didn't pay any more attention to the situation outside the door, so he didn't know. After he withdrew his consciousness, Lu Mingsi suddenly raised his head, looked at the leaf blowing in the wind, and suddenly sighed with deep regret.

After Wei Lan brought Xueji back to his home, it was already dark, just like what Wu Chen's daughter-in-law said, although he had been away for more than a month, the house was often cleaned by someone, and there was no dust or insects. The furniture is ruined, and you can live in it with a simple tidying up.

He lit the candlestick lamp in the house, let Xueji sleep on his bed, and gave up the bed on the excuse that he wanted to read a book for a while.

Wei Lan did have something he wanted to read, that was the "Introduction to the Forces in the Cultivation Realm" that he bought at the Listening Pavilion. He was so busy on the way that he didn't even bother to read it in detail. Now that he's at home, he can feel at ease Come down and read it carefully.

Because it is an old version of the introduction to the forces in the cultivation world, the main forces introduced above are not quite the same as Wei Lan's cognition.

In this book, the two great aristocratic families and the three major sects jointly rule the entire cultivation world. They can control all the monks in the cultivation world, and they can control the mortal dynasties below. the ruler.

According to the book, the reason why the two great families and the three sects can rule the entire cultivation world is because the cultivators of each of their sects... are immortals.

Wei Lan glanced over this passage with her fingertips, secretly startled.

As far as he knows, one of the common senses in the cultivation world is that there can only be one Immortal Venerable in this world, and only after the death of this Immortal Venerable, can other monks advance to the Immortal Venerable Realm...

The only immortal at the moment is Lu Mingsi.

But why does this book say that each of the five factions has an Immortal Venerable?

Wei Lan's fingers trembled slightly, and she quickly flipped to the place where the age was involved, thinking that this book recorded the situation hundreds of years ago, but found that this book was only printed 20 years ago.

Judging from the wording, this book should have been used by the five major forces to enlighten the disciples of the family, so why did it end up in the hands of the Lingyin Pavilion, that is, Lu Mingsi, 20 years later?

Wei Lan compared this book with the one she read a hundred years later, and found some clues.

The two great families and the three great sects recorded in this book, four of them have died out in the "Introduction to Forces" that Wei Lan saw a hundred years later, and the only one that has not died out is the Snow God of the Northern Territory Gong, a staunch supporter of Lu Mingsi.