The villain has a white moonlight

He casually hung the glazed wind lantern on the peach blossom branch beside him, took out the bamboo flute from his pocket, took a deep breath, and played it against his lips.

The sound of the flute is clear, mellow and low-pitched, the melody is melodious, whining suddenly, like resentment like admiration, like weeping like complaint, turning and turning a thousand times, it seems that countless pasts have come and gone.

Ji Wuxian seemed to have returned to Gusu, where the snow was falling heavily that year. In the world full of white and white, there was darkness in front of his eyes, but the arrival of Lan Xizhi brought unexpected brilliant colors to his pale and gloomy life. .

When he was sick in bed, he was always groggy, ranging from seldom clear mind to falling into a coma, but he could always easily distinguish the faint medicinal fragrance of Lan Xizhi's body from the incense lingering in the Chinese room, knowing that When did his good elder brother come to see him, and when did he leave? He also accidentally overheard the conversation between Lan Xizhi and his father Lan Ting.

Lan Xizhi said that if the younger brother's body is not taken good care of, he may not be able to successfully embark on the road of cultivating immortals in the future. As the eldest brother, he is obliged to escort his brother.

Although his father Lan Ting complained, he finally agreed.

That's it, Lan Xizhi chose to become a medical practitioner, and that's the case, Lan Xizhi put the sword cultivation that the Lan family was good at in the second place.

Now that he was free to move around, Lan Xizhi took him out to see the most beautiful spring in Gusu. It was a good season in the south of the Yangtze River when the grass grew and the warblers flew. .

Lan Xizhi, a young man in brocade clothes who was a head taller than him, had a gentle and lively personality at that time. He held his hand and walked through the streets and alleys, wishing to sell all the delicious and interesting food from various shops and small vendors. Gadgets are bought for him.

At the beginning, Lan Xizhi carefully asked Ji Wuxian for his opinion, but later on, he stopped embarrassing Ji Wuxian, threw the money bag to Ji Wuxian, and directly bought what he thought Ji Wuxian liked.

The elder brother is in charge of picking and carrying, and the younger brother is responsible for paying with the elder brother's purse. They are the most outstanding couple among the well-dressed young men in Gusu City. The whole street is amazed by the two young masters of the Lan family. Talking about their looks, there is also an enviable brotherhood.

But along the way the two of them passed, there were beautiful scenery, green bricks and black tiles covered by peach blossoms, and peach blossoms falling like rain when the wind passed, when Ji Wuxian was led forward, his eyes were only on the people around him .

"Ah Xian, are you looking at me?" Lan Xizhi already had a mountain of presents in his arms and couldn't spare his hands, but still couldn't stop buying.When he signaled the vendor to hand over the colorful windmill to Ji Wuxian, he met his gaze and asked with some doubts, "Is there something on my face?"

The bell of Hanshan Temple outside the city came from afar, Ji Wuxian took the windmill, looked at the person under the peach blossom tree, and nodded: "Yes."

Lan Xizhi hugged the pile of presents and said with a smile, "Ah? What is it? Where is it?"

"It's peach blossoms, on the temples of eldest brother." Ji Wuxian raised his hand, brushed Lan Xizhi's temples, tiptoed, and plucked off a branch of peach blossoms that stretched obliquely: "Oh, I misread, so they grow on trees of."

"Axian, are you happy?" Lan Xizhi smiled and shook his head.

Ji Wuxian was playing with the branch of peach blossom in his hand, and said with a smile, "I'm very happy! Well, big brother, the things you bought are enough for me for a year, stop now!"

"Hey, there are little turtles over there, do you like it, Axian?" Lan Xizhi stabilized the gift hill in his hand: "Let's go, let's go and have a look first!"

"..."

Naturally, he had no choice but to keep up. When walking together, he couldn't help but look at the people around him. Lan Xizhi's profile was also extremely beautiful, and he would remember it in his heart with just one glance.

The past is like clouds and smoke, and Ji Wuxian looks at his elder brother again. At this time and here, the peach blossoms under the lamp and the night have become an illusory background, like a large piece of light crimson paper stained with light ink marks, intentional or unintentional, in the heart A strong stroke is engraved on it.

Lan Xizhi stood leaning against a tree, listening to the flute in silence, her extremely beautiful face was focused, and a few peach petals were stained on her white clothes without realizing it. Ji Wuxian looked at that tall figure with only one thought, that was the world. The best person in the world is the one he cherishes.

The wind was blowing on the flat ground, peach blossoms were falling under the shadow of the lamp, Ji Wuxian lowered his eyes, and the bamboo flute in his hand felt colder and colder.

It seems that this star is not last night.

After the song was over, Ji Wuxian removed the bamboo flute, let out a breath, and sighed: "The song can't be tuned, and the tune can't be tuned. Thank you, brother, for listening patiently."

"Extremely happy and sad. If Ah Xian has something on his mind, brother is willing to listen." Lan Xizhi smiled, and the cold moonlight on his body warmed him up.

"Brother, I will never destroy this flute, please forgive me." Ji Wuxian summoned up his courage, although he lowered his head to escape, his tone was extremely firm.

"Oh? Did someone ask Ah Xian to destroy the flute?" Lan Xizhi's smile deepened.

Ji Wuxian raised his head abruptly, both surprised and delighted, he couldn't believe it: "Brother...Brother, didn't you come to tell me about destroying Xiao?"

"No." Lan Xi stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and sighed: "Axian, is this what you worry about these days?"

Ji Wuxian lowered his head again: "Yes. There is no evil spirit in this flute, but after all, it was obtained by me beheading evil spirits. The previous owner was a ghost, and the nature of the flute itself is unknown. I thought that the Lan family would not tolerate it. I'm worried, if I insist on keeping my flute, it will make big brother worry."

"There is no crime in utensils. The crime lies in man-made. The same knife and sword are in the hands of different people, either for committing crimes and killing, or for protecting lives and cutting karma. The flute is just a flute. It is most suitable for playing music and joy. It can be used as a weapon for cultivating ghosts, and it can also be used to walk the way of cultivating immortals. It depends on how you use it. Brother has watched you grow up since he was a child, so how can he not understand your heart. I believe in you, so why worry?"

"Brother...I..." Ji Wuxian wanted to speak, but was choked up and speechless.

"Also, Ah Xian, you don't have to care about my opinion so much, just do what you think is right, brother wants you to be happy and not think of me first in everything." Lan Xizhi withdrew her hand and said warmly: " I am your elder brother, I must not become your psychological burden!"

Ji Wuxian's shoulders trembled, and he finally raised his head, looking at the person in front of him.

Lan Xizhi nodded to him, the smile on his mouth was still warm.

Ji Wuxian's golden eyes lit up with a clear brilliance, and then he also laughed: "Ha, I really worry too much."

The wind blows over the peach trees, and under the lamp, there are peach blossoms again.

"However, there is one more thing you should be clear about. This flute is indeed a ghost. A Xian, you have to be careful with it." Lan Xizhi said seriously again.

Ji Wuxian was surprised and said: "How come, I have exhausted all my knowledge and confirmed it."

"How much does Ah Xian know about Chaoge Tang?"

"Well, I know something. The Tang family was originally a casual cultivator in the countryside, majoring in ghosts. In recent years, for some reason, it has expanded rapidly and attracted a large number of small sects. Except for the Heluo Xiao family in the north, there are several other slightly larger sects. Tendency to follow. Hmph, I have seen tonight that members of the Tang family are no different from rats in the gutter."

"However, despicable things, with the help of powerful external forces, can also display their sinister and evil abilities and cause disasters. Nowadays, Tang's actions are frequent, and everyone is doing provocative things. It is inevitable that people will worry about his intentions."

Ji Wuxian thought of Wang Huan who was provoked, himself who was bothered, and the group of ghost cultivators of the Tang family who came to make trouble, and the white-faced woman cast her cold eyes on him.

"Brother thinks that Tang can see that what the monk is carrying is a ghost?"

"It's not that I can see it, it's that the ghost can be sensed by touching the blood lock soul bell. This is the accurate result obtained by me and the teachers for more than a month."

"Blood lock soul bell?" Ji Wuxian thought of those silver bells tied to the wrists of ghost cultivators: "I thought that bell was just a portable space, but can it automatically recognize ghosts?"

"The two are in the relationship of son and mother bells. Only those who hold some blood lock soul bells can sense ghosts and manipulate other ghost cultivators' soul lock bells. The woman who is hostile to you tonight is the one with some blood lock bells. Soul Bell."

"Blood? Whose blood?" Ji Wuxian thought for a while, and then understood: "Could it be that it belonged to the Patriarch of the Tang family, Tang Min? There can't be only one string of bells, ha! Then his blood bar is thick enough!"

"Brother is talking to you about business."

"Oh! Alright brother, I'm listening!"

"Tang's practice is not just a ghost way, but also combined with the technique of raising Gu."

"Raising Gu? Is it because you capture other ghost cultivators and lock them up in the same place to fight each other, just like putting the five poisonous snakes and scorpions into a urn to fight each other. Is the last one who survives to be the selected lucky goose?" Ji Wu Xian understood it as soon as he heard it.

"Well, according to our secret investigation, in recent years, many ghost cultivators have been taken captive or voluntarily. After going to the Tang Corporation, they never came out again, and the core members of Tang Min's subordinates have disappeared. The ability to cultivate ghosts."

"Isn't it Duoshexiu?"

"No, the teachers and I suspected that it was directly devoured."

"Brother, this Tang family is really evil!" Ji Wuxian smacked his tongue.

Lan Xizhi nodded, frowned slightly, and said: "Anyway, Ah Xian, remember, in the future, when you meet people of the Tang family, avoid them if you can. Although you don't practice the way of ghosts, your cultivation is not bad, but because of your persistence Gui Xiao is being targeted by Tang Corporation, so be careful."

"Brother, I can only promise you that I will not take the initiative to provoke them. If they provoke me again, I will beat you up without hesitation." Ji Wuxian raised the corners of her mouth, disapprovingly.

"Hey, you." Lan Xizhi shook his head with a smile, his tone loving and helpless: "Why is it always like this?"

"Because I am the unique Lan Xizhi in the world, big brother, your good little brother!" Ji Wuxian was in an extremely good mood, and her courage grew a lot, and she even stepped forward to pat Lan Xizhi on the shoulder: "Crafting and evil, isn't it?" Backing down can eliminate disasters, and facing difficulties, when it is time to fight, you have to fight them to convince them, big brother, you have to have confidence in me, little brother!"

"Ha." Lan Xizhi flicked his sleeves, and suddenly an exquisite and gorgeous box with a lock appeared on the grass, in the shape of a pavilion with cornices.

"This is……"

"Open it and you'll know."

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