The return of petitions

In the woods at night in summer, apart from the chirping of insects and birds, only the sound of gurgling streams could be heard, but no one fell asleep peacefully during the half night, because Xue Yang had been yelling all kinds of things since he was tied under the tree. For a while, he said that he had a stomachache, for a while he said it was convenient, and for a while he said that the rope was tied so tightly that he couldn't breathe... In the middle of the night, it never stopped for a moment.

"Hey, don't you people usually call yourself a decent family? Why don't you allow people to be convenient?" Xue Yang sat cross-legged against the tree trunk, his body was firmly tied to the tree, and he couldn't move his mouth for a moment. Not idle: "My stomach hurts badly, but I can't bear it anymore. If you don't care about me anymore, I'll take care of it where I am. Don't blame me for not reminding you in advance. I never care about whether I am a gentleman or not. As long as it's convenient and convenient, I don't care where it is, and I won't be responsible if you get caught up in this journey for a few days."

Xiao Xingchen was so startled by his carefree and straightforward words that he shook his head, and Lan Wangji couldn't listen anymore and walked away.

"Shut up!" A disciple of the Nie family went over and shouted: "What are you shouting in the middle of the night, don't try to play tricks, this rope will not be untied for you."

Xue Yang didn't pay attention to that person, and continued to yell on his own, only to make some bad-tempered disciples want to stop his mouth.

Meng Yao looked at Nie Huaisang's face, stepped forward and smiled, "It's not a problem for him to shout like this all the time, and we can't get the reputation of abusing prisoners, right. Why don't we send some disciples to take him there... It's settled, as long as Take a closer look, and you won't be afraid of his tricks."

While Nie Huaisang was hesitating, Wei Wuxian had already stepped forward to take on the hard work: "I'll go!"

"You?" Meng Yao looked at him suspiciously, then laughed and said, "Mr. Wei is a child of a noble family, so how can I ask you to do such an inappropriate thing. Besides, Xue Yang is really cunning, Mr. Wei went alone to be afraid I can't stand it."

"It's okay, I'm holding him back here, he can't run away, he can't really suffocate him to death, can't he?" Wei Wuxian moved his fingers slightly, and a silver thread flowed out from his fingers and wrapped around Xue Yang's wrist several times , the light thread flickered a few times and then disappeared without a trace.Wei Wuxian stretched out his hand and tugged, and Xue Yang's wrist was also moved by the silver thread looming.

"Well, then I'll leave it to you, Brother Wei." Nie Huaisang thought of his previous sentence "Xue Yang is a long-lost brother". Although he was not sure whether it was true or not, he could still trust Wei Wuxian as a man.

Wei Wuxian nodded, walked up to Xue Yang and bent down to untie the rope on his body, leaving only one end to bind his hands, then led the man to the depths of the forest by the end of the rope.

"This thing is really interesting." Xue Yang looked at the light spot on his wrist that disappeared and turned into an invisible silver thread, and said with great interest, "Does it have a name? Is this what you used to restrain me in the Chang family before?" ?”

"It's the same robe, and it can only be used at close range." Wei Wuxian didn't intend to hide it from him, and replied truthfully: "This is called Lingxi, and it can sense each other besides restraining it."

"Perception? What do you mean?" Xue Yang was puzzled: "How to perceive? One person can know when another is injured?"

At this moment, Xue Yang's face is full of seeking knowledge and curiosity about unknown things, and when his star-like eyes stare at Wei Wuxian, he is as innocent and cute as a child, and there is no trace of malice and cruelty.

Wei Wuxian laughed at his bright eyes, couldn't help reaching out to pat him on the head, and said, "I can't know if you were injured, but where you went, I just need to activate Lingxi and follow its guidance to find it." you."

Xue Yang was a little disgusted with his actions, but he finally suppressed his curiosity because of Lingxi, and asked again: "So, this is the mutual attraction of the two sides. I can find you wherever you go, and it is not limited by distance. Is it right?"

Wei WuXian didn't want him to be so smart, he could draw inferences from other things by revealing a little bit, and couldn't help but praise: "You are very smart, I heard that you are very powerful in talisman seals, have you ever practiced... this kind of magic?"

Considering Xue Yang's mood, he still changed the words "evil ways and techniques".

"I cultivate talisman seals." Speaking of things he likes, Xue Yang's face glowed with pride, but also with some disdain: "Those decent schools don't know the difference between evil ways and talisman seals. Talismans are said to be evil techniques, and I think most of them are unable to cultivate themselves, so they are afraid of others." Having said this, when he turned his head to look at Wei Wuxian, his eyes sparkled with admiration: "But you, what do you want to do with Wei Wuxian? Those hypocrites of them are quite different, a child of a noble family actually practiced spells at the same time. Why, the swordsmanship is too bad to use, so you can practice a spell to help?"

"That's you!" Wei Wuxian corrected angrily: "What I practice is not magic at all, it's spells. I just like to study these things."

Xue Yang's sneer was almost overflowing from his eyes, looking at Wei Wuxian was like looking at a fool.

He can even do such a difficult traction technique as "Consonance", but he still said that it is not a technique of cultivation, and he doesn't know that a spell is one of the techniques, what an idiot.

"Hey, that's fine, do you still want to make it convenient?" Wei Wuxian was so contemptuous that he just wanted to give him a punch, but he couldn't bear it, so he endured the other's look and said, "Hurry up and go behind the tree. leave me alone."

Xue Yang raised his eyebrows, and walked towards the back of the big tree with a swaying smile on his lips.

Wei Wuxian looked up at the shady leaves that were illuminated by the moonlight into a piece of emerald green. Somehow, he thought of a time when he and Xue Yang were sleeping on the street, and it happened that there was a thunderstorm at night, and he was protecting the three-year-old boy. Xue Yang hid under the eaves, but the two of them were still drenched by the rain.Xue Yang didn't cry or make a fuss, and even went to catch the water drops from the tiles with his hands, reassuring him childishly: "Ying, when the rain stops tomorrow, we'll find a lot of big leaves to make a house, When it rains, we hide in the house, so the rain won't catch us."

Thinking of this, Wei Wuxian's eyes became hot again.

Soon after he was seven years old, he was taken to Lianhuawu, where he grew up happily under the care of Uncle Jiang, Senior Sister and Jiang Cheng.But Xue Yang was forgotten by him on the side of the market. I don't know how much rain and hunger he suffered afterwards, so he didn't lose his life and grow up to his current appearance and age.

Everyone said that Xue Yang's actions were vicious and cruel, but Wei Wuxian didn't want to blame him at all. Instead, he blamed himself for forgetting Xue Yang, and wished he hadn't remembered the old memories earlier.

"You can't remember anything before the age of seven?" Wei Wuxian said slowly, as if he was talking to the person behind the tree, and also seemed to be talking to himself, "I also lost the memory before the age of seven." A memory, forgetting a very important person, and leaving him alone in Yuzhou for 11 years.” If I hadn’t met Xue Yang in Chang’s mansion this time, and seen the scar on his chest by coincidence, I’m afraid this forgotten memory I will never think of it again in my life.

But even if they meet again now, Xue Yang is no longer the boy of Yuzhou, but the notorious leader of Kuizhou.

"Hey Xue Yang, did you come to Kuizhou before you were seven years old, or after you were seven years old?" Wei Wuxian called to the man behind the tree, but there was no response after waiting for a long time. Just as he was wondering, he felt a sword light piercing through the air. Coming, subconsciously dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

"You," Wei Wuxian frowned and looked at Xue Yang, who was standing not far away with his hand in his hand, and said angrily, "I kindly brought you here to solve my needs. It's too inhumane for you to carry out a sneak attack quietly. right?"

"Humanity? What the hell?" Xue Yang sneered, "You talk about humanity like a rogue like me? Besides, I didn't beg you to bring me here. It's a hypocrisy, and you are just as hypocritical." Then, pointing the tip of the sword in his hand at Wei Wuxian, he said in a cold voice, "Stop pretending to be here, you've been chattering with me for so long, do you still want to get Yintie from me? Just say it straight, Why bother to get close to me by beating around the bush, it's really disgusting."

Only then did Wei Wuxian realize that Xue Yang had broken free from the rope at some point, and moved his fingers quietly to sense that the connection was still there, so he felt relieved.

That's right, even a first-grade spirit sword might not be able to cut off a consonance, even if Xue Yang ran away, he wouldn't be afraid to find someone.

"You are really difficult to serve, why don't you trust people?" Wei Wuxian tilted his head helplessly and said, "They say it's not because of Yin Tie, do you think everyone takes that piece of broken iron as a treasure? What do I want it for!"

Xue Yang raised one corner of his mouth into a mocking smile, completely disbelieving Wei Wuxian's verbal words: "Really? Not for Yin Tie, but for me? I'm a little hooligan in Kuizhou, I really can't think of anything It is worthy of Mr. Wei's attention, how about Mr. Wei come and talk to me?"

As he said so, he shook Jiang disaster with his hand and attacked directly.

Wei WuXian drew out his sword to block Xue Yang's attack casually, but after three or five strokes, he slammed his sword back, raised his hand and said, "Stop hitting, talk it out if you have something to say. Besides, you can't beat me."

This is true.Xue Yang is no match for him, whether it is swordsmanship or the technique that Wei Wuxian refuses to admit.

Given the disparity in strength here, Xue Yang also knew that he couldn't take down Wei Wuxian, so he took back the disaster as he said, suppressed the dark smile in his eyes and said meaningfully: "Young Master Wei seems to have been letting me, knowing that I can't beat you, and if you don't catch me quickly, you won't be afraid that I will run away? Oh, yes, Mr. Wei has been asking me about when I was seven years old all day. Why, I was with Mr. Wei before I was seven years old. know?"

Seeing that Wei Wuxian's expression changed slightly, Xue Yang knew he was on point, so he took advantage of the situation and said, "But speaking of it, I really forgot what happened before I was seven years old. You said I was a little rascal, how could I be like you? Do you know the children of your family? Young Master Wei may have admitted the wrong person, right?" While speaking, he grasped the sword again without any trace of his fingers, and stabbed with the sword when Wei Wuxian was not paying attention, and still said to himself: "Wei Wuxian Young master, why not think about it carefully, but don’t recognize me as someone else, that would be bad.”

With a sound of "铛", Jiang Mi stabbed at Shuanghua's sword blade, Xiao Xingchen swung Jiang Disaster away with one hand, and at the same time, the long sword slashed towards Xue Yang's shoulder fiercely.

Wei Wuxian was afraid that Xue Yang would be injured, so he hurriedly held his sword to block Xiao Xingchen's frost for Xue Yang, and said solemnly, "Little uncle, be merciful with the sword."

The author has something to say: "Consonance" is taken from:

The body has no colorful phoenix wings and wings, and the heart is a little bit better.