[Chen Qingling] I don't know why

Sure enough, just as Jin Ling left, Jiang Cheng ran out in a purple suit. He stood under the plaque in Lianhuawu, watching Jiang Yanli cry as he hugged Wei Wuxian, "Wei..." was too lightly spoken. He wanted to laugh at himself, so he shouted loudly, "Wei Wuxian!"

Wei Wuxian let go of Jiang Yanli, took a step forward, tilted his head and smiled, "Jiang Cheng!"

Jiang Cheng let out a "tch", ran over to hug him, and patted him on the back twice, "You boy, you are finally back! Where have you been for so many years, it really looks like you fell off a cliff and died." Wuxian replied, "Bah, bah, bah, don't mention this, just go in and talk about it."

Like many years ago, everyone was tired from practicing martial arts and sat on the steps in front of the main hall, while Jiang Yanli was busy working in the kitchen.

Jiang Cheng took the casual in Wei Wuxian's hand, looked at it, and was still full of aura, "Why do you still carry your sword with you? Isn't... that golden pill... given to Wen Miaomiao?"

Wei Wuxian sighed: "Oh, that's right, it's hers now, I just hold it for her."

"Tch, what a waste of a good sword."

Wen Miaomiao was not happy, she snatched it casually and hugged it in her arms, it was very precious, "Why is it wasted, I have a dream, I will definitely be able to practice it well."

Wei Wuxian patted her head and said, "Don't worry, I can protect you."

Jiang Cheng had a look of disdain for the two of them, and turned his head to catch a glimpse of Jin Ling poking his head into the archway, looking in, just in time to vent his anger on him, "Brat, what are you doing sneakily! Come here!"

"Oh." Jin Ling cautiously walked up to Wei Wuxian, with a difficult expression on his face, and said timidly, "I... I didn't know it was you... Uncle... I thought you were Mo Xuanyu .”

Wei Wuxian looked him up and down, he really looked like a peacock, he nodded not seriously, "Yeah... not bad... he can run quite well... the dog is also good!"

Jin Ling lowered his head...

Wen Miao pulled Jin Ling over and patted the open space next to him, "Come on, baby Jin Ling, sit here, your eldest uncle is now Mo Xuanyu, everything else must be kept secret, you know?" Impression, Wen Miaomiao emphasized again, "I didn't tell the other children, remember?"

"I know, I know." Sitting up, Jin Ling rubbed against Wei Wuxian, "Uncle, can you draw the Zhaoyin flag?"

"Naturally, didn't I create it?"

"Then you teach me, I want to draw better than Scenery! I also want to learn to play the flute, I..."

Jiang Cheng kicked him, "What are you, have you learned the whip? Have you mastered the sword? Those who spend all their time thinking about this and that are not proficient at anything!"

"I... I also have ideals!"

Jiang Cheng was extremely angry. Jin Ling, a brat, was thinking about Wei Wuxian's tricks at home. Gerry's stuff."

Jin Ling was so happy that he jumped up and ran away.

Jiang Cheng thought of another thing, "Recently, some Taoist families have been uneasy, saying that there are occasional puppets in some towns, have you ever heard of it?"

Jin Guangyao took care of the Lanling Jin Clan, and Buyetian City avoided the world for many years due to the special physique of the people.Naturally, Wei Wuxian and Wen Miaomiao shook their heads when they asked three questions.

Jiang Cheng continued: "The Yin Iron and the Yin Tiger Talisman have been destroyed, so who else can control the puppet except you? Now everyone is spreading the word that the ancestor of Yiling came back to claim his life. Those aristocratic families have started to stop again."

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, it's only been a few days since I opened my eyes, and another hat was put on me."

But after thinking about it, one can guess that for many years here, no one can match the art of deceit except Yiling Patriarch.

Wei WuXian thought about it seriously, and said: "If you talk about the understanding of Yin Tie, there are two more people who must be mentioned. One is the Chang family who dedicated Yin Tie to Jin Guangshan back then. Their family has been able to seal Yin Tie for so many years. He must be very good at such techniques.”

Jiang Cheng said, "Isn't the Chang family already extinct?"

Wei Wuxian shook his head, "I didn't find Chang Ping back then, Jin Guangshan was cunning, he blamed all his faults on Jin Zixun and Wang Lingjiao, Chang Ping is a smart person, how could he stay in the Jin family and be manipulated by others? He has long left a way out for himself and disappeared."

"Indeed, no one has mentioned Chang Ping since the Chang family was destroyed. Who is the other person?"

Wei Wuxian said: "Xue Chonghai's descendant, Xue Yang."

Wen Miaomiao shook her head, "No."

Wei Wuxian shook her hand, "Xue Yang certainly won't, if he is controlled by someone, it will be impossible to say. Back then, brother Wen Xu sacrificed the barrier with the spiritual consciousness of a living person, and his body was scattered along with the barrier. When I was in the mass grave, I asked Xue Yang to find the body of the elder brother, but he never came back for many years after he left."

"Little brother, do you mean that if you find my elder brother's body, he will be able to come back to life?"

"That's natural, how good I am."

Wen Miaomiao was so happy that she hugged Wei Wuxian's arm and said, "My God, why did I marry such a good husband!"

Here it is again, Jiang Cheng has no emotion in his heart, he even wants to step on their feet, but when he turns his head and sees Jin Ling standing outside hesitantly, he can get angry again, "Jin Ling! What are you doing sneaking around there again? You can’t come here even if you got the things!”

"Oh." Jin Ling walked over with a big wooden box in his arms, "You...don't you two divorce? And you...don't you have my little uncle..."

Wen Miaomiao laughed at him: "What do children know? The world of adults is very complicated. Also, your aunt will always be your aunt, remember?"

"Hmph!" Jin Ling put the big wooden box on the steps in front of Wei Wuxian, opened it, and there was Chen Qing lying in it.

Wei Wuxian picked it up, "Jiang Cheng...this is..."

Jiang Cheng said, "I picked it up from the bottom of the cliff in the mass grave."

Wen Miaomiao grabbed the pendant hanging from Chen Qing, "Isn't this mine? Why did I say it disappeared?"

Wei Wuxian handed the flute to her, "You accidentally dropped it yourself, and I picked it up too. Thinking back when Chen Qing played it for you, you still thought it was ugly!"

Jin Ling watched in shock as Wen Miaomiao twirled the flute in his hand. This petition was so cautious, and he was particularly acknowledging the master. It could only be sealed in a box, and he couldn't even open it to look at it on weekdays. Wen Miaomiao could play casually with his cultivation level. ...Okay...He accepted the fact that Wen Miaomiao is his aunt...

Wei Wuxian felt a little emotional: "Jiang Cheng, I owe you a thank you."

"Tch, don't be disgusting."

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Jiang Yanli cooked a table full of dishes, large and small red-bottomed carved plates were placed on the table, very festive, "Ah Xian, here is your favorite lotus root pork rib soup, it has been a long time since I had it."

Wei Wuxian took a sip, and felt a little sad after thinking about it: "Senior Sister~ I don't even want to go to that Lanling Jin's anymore after eating the meal you cooked..."

Wen Miaomiao also blinked, with an aggrieved expression on her face, she looked at Jiang Yanli shiningly, "Senior Sister~Brother-in-law hasn't come home for a long time, please come with us..."

"Stop, stop!" Jiang Cheng put his hands between them, blocking their sight, "Don't push too hard, my parents are still helping you with some things in Qishan, and you still want to take my sister away! You can't go out and fight!" One!"

Wen Miaomiao said happily: "Then little brother, go and fight with him!"

Jiang Cheng: "It doesn't matter if you win the battle!"

At this time Jin Zixuan came back in a hurry, "I heard from A Li that Wei Wuxian is back? Where is he?"

Jin Ling waved his hand, "Father, here it is!"

Jin Zixuan sized it up, "This outfit...it really looks like Immortal Governor Mo Xuanyu...and Miao Miao...Aren't you with A Yao..."

What a wonderful father-son intuition...

After explaining the pleasantries, Jin Zixuan started to talk about the business, the area around Yunmeng has not been peaceful these few days, puppets appeared one after another in several small towns.In fact, more than ten years later, the common people's tolerance for puppets has greatly exceeded that of the past, because Wei Wuxian is well-known, and the puppets he made do not hurt ordinary people, such as General Ghost.But the puppets that appeared this time were obviously much more difficult to control, which caused panic among the people.

Jin Zixuan was worried, so he wanted to go and have a look in the next few days. He was also an Immortal Governor, and said, "I'm afraid that in a few days, the posts in the Immortal Governor's study will be as tall as one person. The aristocratic family is just a name, and there are not many families that can really deal with puppets by themselves."

Wen Miaomiao said: "I remember Ayao once said that the watchtower is going to be added, but his status is embarrassing... Those other aristocratic families don't want to see him."

It seems that they have to go back to Jinlintai to discuss this matter earlier.

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夜晚

Wen Miaomiao straightened her long hair, wore a light gauze skirt, sat on the bed, and raised Wei Wuxian's arm, "Little brother, does this curse scar hurt?"

Grabbing her hand and holding it, it was soft and boneless, making people nostalgic, Wei Wuxian smiled and said, "It hurts, there's nothing you can do about it, it's your idea."

"Then if it wasn't for Mo Xuanyu's sacrifice, would you be able to come back?"

Wei Wuxian thought about it, and said, "At that time... no way... At that time, I thought Lan Zhan could take good care of you. But this time when I came back to see you again, I really admired myself at that time. Miaomiao, I really can't bear you, it's easy to let go of yourself, but it's too difficult to let go of you."

Wei Wuxian was half lying down, Wen Miaomiao rested her head on his chest, her long hair spread out, she was so beautiful, "Little brother, I love you so much, you should be reluctant to part with me."

Wen Miaomiao suddenly turned over and lay on his chest, "By the way, little brother, after you finish the matter, go and see Huai Sang, after all, he persuaded Mo Xuanyu, and I also promised to help him give Chi Feng Revenge..."

Wei Wuxian was suppressed by her, snorted, and squeezed her face, "I found out that I have been busy all day long since I came back, little girl, why did you look for so many things."

"I... I can't do it alone, I just... I can only talk about it first... You can do the rest..."

Wei WuXian rubbed her little hand and put it to his mouth, "Well, okay, I'll help you out, go, put out the candle."

Wen Miaomiao jumped out of bed to blow out the candles.

"Put on your shoes."

"Just two steps."

The candle was extinguished, and Wei Wuxian threw a spell, rolling the person into his arms.

Wen Miaomiao was gagged before she could say "ah".

After a long while, the scorching breath lingered in her ears, low and hoarse, "Where are the ties of your clothes?"

Wen Miaomiao's voice was also a little unsteady, "Don't... Senior Sister just bought it for me... Don't break it..."

"Well...then you do it yourself..." he lowered his head and continued.

Wen Miaomiao was panting, her fingers were a little unsteady, Wei Wuxian groped for her hand, found the end of the tie, pulled it, and finally tasted it as he wished.

"Well... little brother... you... aren't you tired..."

"Hmm... a little tired... how about you..."

Wen Miaomiao covered his mouth, "You...don't talk..."