[Chen Qingling] I don't know why

Wen Miaomiao has never thought about how much a person needs to draw from other people for his existence. Since childhood and the ever-changing time and space, there are no parents or relatives.This is the first time for her to live seriously, with no purpose and everything she wants, from simple liking to vigorous love, having family, friends and him...

But the price of living...seems a bit high...

Wutiannv has lost the Yin iron that filled her heart for many years, and she has no spiritual power left. She gave Wen Miaomiao her last memory.

That year, the patriarch of Wen's family of physicians took out Yin Tie from Tiannv Temple and handed it over to Wen Ruohan and his wife. The seal of Yin Tie was released, and the patriarch died of resentment, and Wen Ning was insane.

Afterwards, as soon as Wen Miaomiao was born, Mrs. Wen was so angry that Wen Ruohan begged Patriarch Nie to recall the Dao Spirit. Later, Patriarch Nie exploded and died because the Dao Spirit was addicted to grievances and became difficult to tame.

Among these memories, the best one is probably that Madam Wen once danced here to hurt and hate. Xu and Wen Chao.

After Madam Wen danced, she gave a soft blessing: "The road ahead is long, the world is impermanent, and I have no blessings to accompany me. I am willing to bring Jun En and others to the seventh world of Huangquan, so that you can live forever."

How much does one need to draw from other people for one's existence...

The Yin iron mark on Wen Miaomiao's forehead gradually faded and disappeared, she fell into Wei Wuxian's arms, surrounded by a warm sense of familiarity, but she didn't want to open her eyes.

Wei Wuxian buried her face in his arms, "Silly girl, why are you crying?"

All the spiritual power of the dancing girl was exhausted, and she returned to her original appearance.

Jiang Cheng didn't understand what was going on, seeing the silence of the crowd, with a sad expression on his face, he sighed, "What are you doing all this, do you want to eat chicken or not..."

It's cool by the lake at night, and Wen Miaomiao lay on her warm lap, "Sister, it's all my fault. Without me, Aning wouldn't be captured, and you wouldn't live like this."

"What stupid things are you talking about? You are my younger sister and Aning is my younger brother. There is no right or wrong in family matters."

Wen Chao was lying on the side, and said with a smile, "My younger sister is usually the smartest, why is she competing with herself now?"

Wen Miaomiao pursed her lips and said, "When I saw my second brother, I was a little unconfident about my IQ."

"Hey? Damn girl, it's started again, right? I'll lock you up for ten days and a half when you go home this time, and you're not allowed to go out."

Sitting by the fire, Jiang Cheng gnawed on a chicken leg, and said disdainfully, "I still treat it as something so big that it's worth Wen Miaomiao crying like that. Isn't he looking for Yintie? Let's go, and leave for Liyang tomorrow."

Wei Wuxian was helpless, "Jiang Cheng, you've been hungry for a few days...A Yuan has been looking at you."

Jiang Cheng looked up, and sure enough, that white and tender kid was looking at him earnestly through the fire.

Seeing Jiang Cheng also looking over, A Yuan staggered and ran over, climbed onto his lap, and gestured frantically with his mouth open.

Ugh...

In the middle of the night, the people in the village all rested, and a group of people sat around the fire to discuss the affairs of Yueyang.

The original purpose of Wei Wuxian bringing Wen Miaomiao to Dafan Mountain this time was to let her go back to Qishan with Wen Chao and Wen Qing. If Wen Miaomiao was usually not willing to say anything.But now, everything is not as she wished, and a deep sense of powerlessness is stuck in Wen Miaomiao's chest.

There is also the last reminder that the system left for her, she would have died in Chang's of Liyang, if that is the case, it is better not to go.

Wei Wuxian laughed at her, "I'm still not happy when I go home, my eyes are swollen from crying, when I finish my work, I'll go to Qishan to see you first."

Lan Wangji called out the qin, "Listen to another piece of Qingxin Yin." The sound of the qin blocked the resentment, and then sent bursts of yin into Wen Miaomiao's body.

After a while, Wen Miaomiao fell asleep leaning on Wei Wuxian's shoulder, and the music of the piano continued until dawn.

In the early morning of the second day, Wen Miaomiao waved to several people on the mountain, "Be careful on the road! Go early and return early!"

After walking a long distance, Wei Wuxian looked back, the red figure was still there, and the other party seemed to have seen him, and quickly jumped up and waved.

This touch of red has been engraved on his heart from a very early age, and it will not go away for years.

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At the foot of Dafan Mountain, a group of people hid in the forest. They came out after seeing Wei Wuxian and others walking away. The leader was Jin Zixun of the Lanling Jin family.

The attendant said, "My lord, are we not covering up?"

Jin Zixun was disdainful, "Take away those you can take away, kill those you can't take away, what are you doing with your mask on?"

"Yes, let's go!"

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In Liyang City, Xue Yang was waiting for Wen Xu, but ran into Xiao Xingchen and Song Zichen on the street.

"Wait!" Song Zichen held Xue Yang down, "Who are you!"

Xue Yang was pressed by his arm, his heart was full of anger, but he also knew that he couldn't cause trouble now, so he turned his head and smiled sweetly, "Master, are you serious? You don't know who I am, so you just hold me back?"

Song Zichen was a little embarrassed, and quickly explained to Xiao Xingchen: "This kid looks like a thief I caught before, but let him run away later."

Xiao Xingchen stretched out his head to look a few times, a little unsure, before he could speak, an old lady pushed him away, pointed at the two of them and said, "What are you doing! Let go!"

Song Zichen immediately released him from the voice of the crowd, and asked Xiao Xingchen in a low voice, "I...did I arrest the wrong person?"

The aunt tugged at Xue Yang: "Is Mr. Xue all right?"

As soon as Song Zichen heard that the surname was Xue, he immediately wanted to start again, "It's Xue Yang, that thief!"

The aunt slapped Song Zichen away again, "What are you talking about, Mr. Xue is the owner of several stores in Liyang, stealing from you? Don't talk nonsense."

Song Zichen: "But...but..."

Xiao Xingchen shook his head: "Zichen, forget it."

The aunt was unwilling, "Some of us in the city don't know Mr. Xue, please inquire about it. Every day, the east and the west will help here and there. Don't go too far when you come from other places."

Xiao Xingchen quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, auntie, it's our fault, and we have admitted the wrong person. Let's go, Zichen, and we have to go to Chang's as soon as possible, without delay."

"Wait!" Xue Yang had to ask when he heard the word Chang, "Xue Yang from the Wen family in Xiaqishan, I don't know..."

"Wen's!" Song Zichen exclaimed in surprise, "That's why we came here. Wen's Wen Miaomiao practiced evil heretics, causing thirteen members of the Chang family to lose their spiritual consciousness overnight and turn them into puppets."

"what!"

Xiao Xingchen said: "The two of us are also here to find out." Although Wen Miaomiao is not well-known, the people she is close to are not small, and the Qishan Wen family has always been good friends with other aristocratic families, so the two of them accepted I didn't really believe the help letter from Chang's family.

Xue Yang was very anxious. He knew about the search for Yintie since he brought back Jianghu. He probably knew the location of several Yintie, but he had been searching for it with Wen Xu for a long time, but he had found nothing so far.

Xue Yang also didn't want to wait for Wen Xu anymore, he had to go and see if it was a dementor, "I, Qishan Wen Sect, have always been open-minded, if you two trust me, I would like to go together."

Song Zichen was a little reluctant.

Xiao Xingchen had a good impression of Xue Yang, "Brother Xue, please."

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When Wei Wuxian and his party arrived in Liyang City in the evening, Nie Huaisang left in a hurry.

Jiang Cheng snorted, "What a coward."

Wei Wuxian: "Maybe Brother Nie can save our lives at critical times."

Jiang Cheng couldn't believe it.

Lan Wangji felt a sudden pain in his heart, the iron in his skirt was stored here, and he was extremely restless.

Wei Wuxian quickly supported him, "Lan Zhan, what's wrong with you?"

Lan Wangji closed his eyes, and a few hideous images of puppets flashed in his mind, "Chang's family is different." After concentrating for a while, Yin Tie was calmed down just now, and Lan Wangji's mind kept recalling that day when the In Huayuan, Wen Miaomiao screamed "It hurts so much..." It really hurt, and he only felt it a little bit, and the pain was so painful that Wen Miaomiao, how painful it must be...

The three of them didn't dare to delay at all, and arrived at the Chang Mansion when the sky was completely dark.

Even Jiang Cheng could smell the gloomy resentment, "I think we should go over the wall, maybe there is something inside."

Wei Wuxian: "On this journey, your words won my heart deeply."

The three jumped onto the roof, and the sight in front of them was horrifying.There are several large iron cages lined up in the compound, and there are puppets inside, with blue marks on their faces and necks, their eyes turned white, and they slammed on the iron railings with both hands.

Wei WuXian said, "Could it be that Chang made a puppet out of Yin iron?"

"Shh." Jiang Cheng pointed to the inner courtyard, "There are people over there."

Xue Yang was knocked out of the inner courtyard by Jin Zixun's palm and fell into the middle of the courtyard.

"Your Wen family turned living people into puppets. The Immortal Governor already knew about this, so he ordered me to take Wen Miaomiao for interrogation. If Mr. Xue has any doubts, you can go to Jinling Terrace and ask yourself. Why bother to come to Chang's to make trouble? .”

Chang Ci'an was sitting on the wooden chair at the moment, apparently seriously injured, but the sarcasm in his words did not diminish in the slightest, "Young Master Jin probably doesn't know, this Xue Yang was a little hooligan when he was young, he often sneaked around, such a lowly person , how can it be worthy of Jinling Terrace to disturb Lord Xiandu, it is better to kill him directly, which can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people."

Xiao Xingchen and Song Zichen stood in front of them with their swords, "How can you kill someone so easily if you haven't figured out the reason."

Jin Zixun said: "The world is known as Mingyue Qingfeng Xiao Xingchen, Aoxue Lingshuang Song Zichen, I never thought that the two priests would be gangsters today, maybe they have also been captured by spiritual consciousness."

Chang Ci'an said: "It's a pity, the person who was waiting didn't arrive, but this bastard came and confused the two Taoist priests. Fortunately, Mr. Jin is here to help, if not, my Chang family would not have escaped today. "

When the disaster came out, Xue Yang pushed the two of them away, "Don't talk nonsense, let's do it."

Jin Zixun and his attendants whispered a few words, and after a while, two people came up, Wen Chao and Wen Miaomiao, both of them had scars on their bodies.

"Miao Miao!" Wei Wuxian's eyes turned bloodshot, and he jumped off the roof, "Miao Miao! Look at me, how are you?"

Wen Miaomiao was already unconscious from the pain at this time, even though the wound on her body was no longer bleeding, her heart was still stabbed like a knife, "Little brother...It hurts so much..."

"You guys!" Wei Wuxian's hand holding the sword was already trembling, and his voice was low, "You're looking for death!" He didn't want to talk much at all, and he couldn't delay for a moment. His little girl was always held in the palm of his hand, dropping a drop. Tears, he felt distressed for a long time.Today...he wants to kill these people...

Wei Wuxian pointed his sword at Chang Ci'an, and wave after wave of disciples stood in front of him.

Jiang Cheng and Xue Yang didn't say anything, they drew their swords and went up.

Lan Wangji didn't care about the fights around him, and summoned the zither to play. The sound of the zither was so loud that it resounded throughout the courtyard, and Wen Miaomiao felt the pain gradually lessen.

"Wei Wuxian, it's better for you to stop." Jin Zixun put the sword on Wen Miaomiao's neck, "Otherwise, there will be a few more wounds on Miss Wen's body. Wouldn't it be more distressing for you to see it?"

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Lan's Small Classroom is open again

Jin Ling bounced over and ran over: "Sizhui, Sizui, let's go catch fish."

Si Zhui: "Yun Shen doesn't know where you can't kill."

Jin Ling: "It's okay, my uncle used to catch fish here, and my uncle knows, it's the ancestor of Yiling."

SiZhui:  …

Jin Ling: Zizhen, Zizhen, do you want to eat the whole fish feast in Caiyi Town?

Ouyang Zizhen: Forget it, 500 taels, my father will beat me to death if he finds out.

Jin Ling: It's all right, that's my aunt's shop, how can I take money, let's go.

Ouyang Zizhen: good good good good

Jin Ling: Jingyi, Jingyi, here is the invitation letter for the symposium. This seat is in the front row.

Jingyi: You lied to me, none of us juniors can enter the hall.

Jin Ling: Oh why, I asked my little uncle to write it himself.

I don't know where the clouds are

SiZhui: Zizhen, why don't you go to class?

Ouyang Zizhen: I don't know why, but when I saw Jin Ling, I felt that my life was meaningless.

SiZhui: The elders dote on him more on weekdays, but Jin Ling will never mess around with serious business.

Jingyi: Come on, what business can he have!