The villain has a white moonlight

The silver key he threw drew a small silver arc in the dark night, Ji Wuxian raised his hand to take it, leaned over to hold up the box, looked carefully at the key and lock, and scratched his head in embarrassment: "Brother , you know I'm not good at this."

The young Lan Xizhi was obsessed with various lockpicking games for a while, and even worked as a carpenter and coppersmith to make locks. La Ji Wuxian played games together, and Ji Wuxian was never stumped.

Since it's a game, it's natural to stop playing when you get tired of it.

After so many years, Lan Xizhi has picked up his old interests again, and has an upgraded version of the game!

The pavilion-shaped lock combines the characteristics of the ancient Tibetan Tang Liezi's "labyrinth lock" and Tibetan poetry locks. It is extremely exquisite and complex. There are three rows of similar keyholes on the corrugated front of the pavilion. The top of the pavilion is the axis, and the cornices have octagons. , there are copper hoops on the eaves, and each copper hoop is engraved with twenty Qin Xiaozhuan characters. Twist the copper hoops corresponding to the characters on the axis of the pavilion top, and arrange them into the poem preset by the lockmaker. It can only be opened by inserting into the correct lock hole.

And he is not good at poetry, Lan's family school requires reading and reciting [-] poems during the enlightenment education period, every time he recites, he is almost wiped out.

"Password is the only song you are proficient in." Lan Xizhi reminded with a smile.

"Ha, thank you big brother for your mercy." Ji Wuxian then lowered his head, looked carefully at the keyhole, carefully compared the tooth marks of the key, and inserted the key into the rightmost keyhole.

Reach out and move the copper hoops one by one until all the words above form a sentence, Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of beating butterflies.

"Wangdi Chunxin entrusts the cuckoo." Ji Wuxian murmured, turning her wrist lightly, only to hear a soft "click" from the lock, and it opened.

The peach blossoms were burning and the fragrance was floating. Lan Xizhi stood under the lamp and the flowers, looking at Ji Wuxian quietly. Even though his eyes were covered with white silk and his eyes could not see, the gentle smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to have taken everything into his eyes. in the eyes.

"Ha!" Ji Wuxian exhaled in surprise, and his golden eyes were also filled with joy.

Lying in the box is a scimitar with a beautiful crescent-like curvature. The handle and scabbard are made of silver. The silver surface has a hollowed-out delicate butterfly pattern, and the butterfly wings have enamel silk. Fine rubies are inlaid in series. Shining brightly in the dark.

"Didn't you never find a suitable weapon? This knife should be fine."

"I know, this is specially made for me by my elder brother!" Ji Wuxian saw the knife for the first time, and remembered a blueprint he accidentally found in the study room last year when he was looking for a knife manual. He naturally recognized it. Lan Xizhi's handwriting.

Lan Xizhi personally designed the sword drawing and asked someone to take it to Persia. The Sheshir scimitar specially made for him, Ji Wuxian, is unique and unparalleled in the world.

"I really can't hide anything from Ah Xian." Lan Xizhi smiled and said, "I only know that you like the butterfly pattern, and other patterns can be added in the future."

"En!" Ji Wuxian nodded happily. He had a natural affinity for butterflies since he was a child. Butterflies seemed to be some kind of totem or imprint to him.

"Try it, but it's still possible." Lan Xizhi said again.

"Okay brother!" After saying that, Ji WuXian had already drawn the knife out of its sheath, only to see that the blade was cast from Uzi steel ingots, with butterfly patterns carved all over the body, the blade was sharp, it must be cutting iron like mud.

Ji Wuxian caressed the long knife with his fingers, his eyes were cold and cold, and the dark night was also shining.

Once the thought came, it was just a wave of the hand, the cold blade pierced the long night, and with the bang sound, the mountain rock not far away was cut in half in an instant.

"It's a really good knife! Thank you, big brother!" He put the knife on his shoulder with his backhand, and the light in his eyes became brighter: "This is the thousand and one gift from big brother. Brother, I really don't know when it will be finished. !"

"The future will be long, not to mention, Ah Xian, your intentions have never been placed above external things."

Lan Xizhi always had such a warm smile and a gentle tone.

Hearing this, Ji Wuxian tilted his head slightly, and boldly stared at the person in front of him, only feeling that Lan Xizhi among the peach blossoms under the moonlight was really, really beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy descending from the earth.

"Axian, you're looking at me again." Lan Xizhi smiled.

It was discovered again. Is this person really a fairy?Obviously invisible!

Ji Wuxian's voice was like a mosquito in an instant: "Brother's sideburns... are stained with peach blossoms." He took another step forward: "Really, I won't lie to you this time."

Lan Xizhi raised his hand, brushed the peach petals off his temples calmly, and smiled unabated: "I know."

Ji Wuxian looked at the person under the lamp, and heard his heart suddenly beating wildly.

This is... what a feeling.

"From now on, you should use a knife!" Lan Xizhi said seriously, "Whether it's a swordsman or a swordsman, A Xian, promise me that you will never become a ghost cultivator."

The smile on Ji Wuxian's face stagnated, and then replaced it with a more ostentatious smile: "Okay, big brother, I promise you!"

"Well, it's getting late, Ah Xian should go back to the dormitory to rest first!"

"How about you, brother?"

"Now I'm going to Fu Guangyu to go upstairs. I still have to discuss with the palace master and teachers about the matter of the Tang family."

"Okay, then I'll go back first, and leave the lantern to Big Brother." Ji Wuxian took off the lantern and handed it to Lan Xizhi,

When the other party came to take the lantern, Ji Wuxian intentionally held up the lantern and waved it in front of his brother's eyes. Seeing that Lan Xizhi didn't respond, he made a decision.

A blind man carries a lamp not to illuminate the way for himself, but only for the convenience of those who have no lamp in the dark.

Or, for those who cannot see the light, they can only feel the light through the warmth of the lamp.

Ji Wuxian put the saber back into its sheath, put it back into the saber case, closed the lid of the case, held the saber case in his arms, and said with a smile, "Brother, then I'll go back first."

The wind shook the lamp in Lan Xizhi's hand lightly, and the light smudged with warmth.

"Well, slow down on the road." Lan Xizhi said gently.

The two turned around, and each went in different directions. There was a gust of wind, and there were flowers and rain. Ji Wuxian held the knife box, walked a few steps silently, turned around again, and called out: "Brother!"

"Huh?" Lan Xizhi also turned around when he heard the words.

Across the rainy night, there was a moment of silence, only the lively chirping of autumn insects was heard.

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight!" Ji Wuxian said without thinking, and he didn't know why he shouted this sentence.

"Really? I think so." Although Lan Xizhi was equally puzzled, he still responded with a smile, with a gentle and loving tone.

"Brother! Can I often play the flute for you in the future?!" Ji Wuxian took a deep breath, but still couldn't control the speed of his speech: "I think I still have a lot of room for improvement. Qin, I look forward to your elder brother's advice in the future."

"Okay!" Lan Xizhi said with a smile, "Maybe Ah Xian can try Xiule."

"Haha, from this point of view, my range of choices is really wide, the sky is full of talents!"

Lan Xizhi's gentle smile deepened a bit.

"Brother, hurry up and find the teachers! See you tomorrow!"

"okay, see you tomorrow."

Holding the sword box and turning around, Ji Wuxian's smile disappeared in an instant. As he walked, he was thinking that the song played by the flute could indeed alleviate Lan Xizhi's photophobia in his eyes, but he didn't know if it would help restore his sense of smell. His concern is not only about Xiao, but also about Xizhi himself.

Lan Xizhi never drank alcohol, and he would get slightly drunk when he smelled alcohol before, but he didn't smell the strong smell of alcohol during the day, his elder brother's five senses were really deteriorating.

He shouldn't have made a ridiculous birthday wish on his ten-year-old birthday. The person he cherished lost his eyes because of his wish. Now, even his sense of smell is almost gone.

Lost all senses?Absolutely not, he will never allow this to happen!

Ji Wuxian hugged the box tightly in his arms, and walked through the frosty moonlight, but there was a cluster of flames burning in his heart.

"I already have a solution, big brother, wait for me." He murmured, with a smile that was either happy or sad, and no one could see it.

Back at the dormitory, Ji Wuxian put down the knife case, took a hasty shower and went to bed, but he couldn't sleep while lying down, tossing and turning, and when he finally felt sleepy, it was the end of a long night.

He only squinted for a short while before hearing the morning bell. He didn't want to pay attention to it. He was absent as usual, but he didn't want to. There was a knock on the door outside.

"Brother Xian! Brother Xian! Open the door, open the door quickly!" With a tone of urgency, one could tell who it was.

Ji Wuxian rolled over and got out of bed, yawned as he walked, opened the door, and it was Xiao Wanyin, a sleepy deer-eyed young man with slightly frowning brows, who came into his eyes.

"Ha, Wanyin, do you have any good news for me?" Ji Wuxian smiled.

"Xianzhi, hurry up and wash and dress. This morning self-study and the third camel came to supervise!" Xiao Wanyin was a little anxious and shook his fan. He had already changed his school uniform this time, but he came to inform Ji Wu Xian, I didn't notice that the hair crown was crooked.

"Oh, okay! You come in and sit down first, I'll hurry up." Seeing Xiao Wanyin being so amused, Ji Wuxian straightened his hair for him, and stopped being casual, and really went to wash and dress!

But after putting on the white dress with green lotus pattern, Ji Wuxian remembered that he had lost his lotus crown, so he took a hair rope to tie up the curly hair at will, and woke up sitting there dozing off. Xiao Wanyin, together with him, set off for the classroom.

Xiao Wanyin was in a hurry. Although there was still some time before the bell rang, he still dragged Ji Wuxian to rush through the grove leading to the classroom. Halfway through, he braked suddenly and screamed: "ah!!!!!!"

Ji Wuxian didn't sleep well and got up early, and when he was dragged away, he was still in a dream, because of this exclamation, his half-closed eyes opened a little, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Cockroaches! Cockroaches! Ah!!!!" Xiao Wanyin yelled as he retreated behind Ji Wuxian.

Ji Wuxian looked down, and sure enough, there were two cockroaches crawling around on the bluestone path, that's fine, they're not afraid of people!One waved its tentacles at him provocatively.

Xiao Wanyin is most afraid of all kinds of live insects, fluorescent mayflies, cockroaches and so on, and he can be scared to detour when he sees a seven-star ladybug.

Ji Wuxian patted Xiao Wanyin's back to comfort him, then raised his foot to crush the two cockroaches to death, and said indifferently, "Look, they're dead, don't be afraid."

Only then did Xiao Wanyin let go of his grip on his friend's clothes, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you Xianzhi, if you weren't here, they would really kill me."

"Let's go!" Ji Wuxian patted him on the shoulder.

Just two steps away, I saw a white shadow rushing towards me, knelt down and cried loudly: "How could this happen, how could this be happening! Yuexi! Little Ah! You guys died so badly!"

Ji WuXian saw that the man's face was swollen like a pig's head, and saw that he was carrying a burden, crying miserably, thinking that maybe his family members passed away and hurried back to the funeral, so he couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic: "This classmate, Can't you help but mourn in your heart and weep for whom?"

"Yuexi, little one!" The man whimpered, raised his head, and cried out, "Ji Wuxian, you are so cruel, I haven't settled with you for what you did to me last night, yet you... ...Even my precious pets are not spared! Are you not afraid of being punished by God for such a killer?!"

Ji Wuxian frowned, feeling nauseated when he heard the words, thankful that he hadn't eaten yet: "Who are you? Be careful with what you say!"

"I'm Tang Zhiqiu!" The man wiped away his bitter tears and roared hoarsely, "You don't remember me!"

"Tang Zhiqiu?" Ji Wuxian snorted coldly: "I don't know, don't remember, so what?"

Xiao Wanyin tugged on Laji Wuxian's sleeve, and said in a low voice, "He is one of the boys from the Tang family who was beaten up by you Xianzhi last night!"

"Ha, so it's you!" The smile on Ji Wuxian's face became a bit colder: "If you don't accept it, go get the number yourself and post a notice on the public wall, and we will see you at Weilingtai."

Ji Wuxian felt that he was still a bit kind, after all, he couldn't do anything to the poor pig head in front of him for the time being.

"Ji Wuxian!" The Tang boy gritted his teeth angrily, "I'll make you pay the price!"

However, the two white-clothed teenagers ignored it and left straight away, even their backs seemed to be ironic.

When we arrived in the classroom, the bell rang, and it was as noisy as ever. After Ji Wuxian and Xiao Wanyin found a seat side by side and sat down, he glanced at the cabbages and found that two familiar figures were missing.

"Eh, classmate Wang Ruoxi and Xiaoyu didn't come?" Xiao Wanyin stood and looked around, wondering.

Just as the camel figure stepped into the classroom, Xiao Wanyin immediately sat down, and the whole classroom fell silent.

The third camel came up to the learning platform and said with a serious expression: "Students, I have something to inform you."

The author has something to say: The next chapter ends the daily life of the school. When we return to the present, the Taoist Master Fu Mengsheng that everyone misses will appear, and Xianxian will also have a new look. The cuties can read the article with peace of mind and sell vegetables happily. Don't be angry when Guangmao comes to make trouble. I will say a few words to the passers-by of Guangmao

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