[Magic Dao Patriarch] Fleeing Years

Lan Wangji recovered a lot on the third day, and he didn't want to stay in bed all the time.Wen Chao was afraid that he would be bored, so he showed him the miscellaneous books in his study, mainly travel notes and gossip.He was afraid that Lan Wangji would think it was "extremely boring", but Lan Wangji picked up the book obediently, as if he was serious about reading it.Even if he is not good at walking, Lan Wangji sits on the bed with his back straight, his clothes and hair accessories are not messed up, not detracting from his noble son's true qualities.

Lan Wangji could only sit on the bed, Wen Chao didn't want him to be bored, so he brought the pots he washed in the kitchen, as well as various red beans, black beans, black rice, and white rice, and put them on the table next to Lan Wangji's machine.

Wen Chao said, "Wang Ji, look."

Lan Wangji put down the book in his hand and turned his head.What Wen Chao brought over was a transparent glazed pot, and he could see the various grains in the water in the pot.He pinched a fire formula with his left hand, and through the glass pot wall, he could see clusters of small flames suddenly appearing in the pot, dancing and jumping in the pot water.The water boiled quickly, and hot steam came out from the lid of the pot.After a while, the grains in the pot gave off a fragrance.In just a quarter of an hour, the porridge is ready.With a wave of Wen Chao's hand, the flames in the pot dissipated.Lan Wangji raised an eyebrow.There is such a method of cooking.

Wen Chao laughed: "Wangji, how about it, brother is good at cooking porridge, right?"

Lan Wangji said, "It's all about the show."

Wen Chao said: "How can this be called gaudy? This is 101 applications of the fire method. This can exercise the precise control of the flame. I have promoted it in the Wen family for ten years. Now, the younger generations of the Wen family have to learn to use the fire method." Cook porridge, cook rice, boil water."

Lan Wangji saw his complacent expression, and was speechless: "What are you going to do with that sword?"

"Oh! I put it in a thunderstorm. I plan to use lightning to strike it for years and months, but I don't believe it can't be purified."

Lan Wangji said: "This sword contains 400 years of resentment, which is not so easy to deal with. If it is eroded by resentment, the consequences will be disastrous."

Wen Chao didn't take it seriously: "Don't worry, I have my sense of proportion."

Lan Wangji said: "That day in the slaughtering Xuanwu shell, why were you affected by resentment and couldn't move?"

Wen Chao was ashamed: "Lan Wangji! Can't you not mention this?"

Lan Wangji tightly clenched the book in his hand: "This sword has too much resentment, if you hold it for a long time, it may damage your body."

When Wen Chao heard it, he asked impatiently, "Then how do you think we should deal with it?"

Lan Wangji said: "Find a place with sufficient spiritual veins, seal it for a hundred years, and slowly dissolve the resentment."

Wen Chao laughed out loud, "Ha, Wangji, Wangji, you really are Lan Zhan." The method and style of acting are always the same.However, there are too many hypocrites in this world, and if the hidden dangers are not eliminated in my own hands, I will never be at ease.

Seeing him laughing, Lan Wangji said angrily, "This sword has too much resentment, it will damage your body, and it will even damage your heart!"

Seeing that he was getting angry again, Wen Chao promised again and again: "I will be careful, I will try my best to dispel the resentment, and I will also be careful not to let this sword fall into the hands of villains, and I will also be careful not to get hurt. Wangji must supervise me , look after me."

Lan Wangji saw that he looked like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, and crushed the book so hard that it deformed.He let out a long breath, picked up the crumpled book again, and ignored Wen Chao.

"Wang Ji, talk to me. Why don't you keep silent. Wang Ji? Lan Zhan?..." Wen Chao muttered, but Lan Wangji didn't hear it.

Seven days later, Wen Chao's spiritual power had fully recovered. He repeatedly swung the fire whip in his hand, and a big hole was opened in the stone wall hundreds of meters above.Wen Chao smiled smugly, but no one was watching, so it ended in a hurry.He drove the "Dawn" to rise higher and higher, and finally escaped from the burrow, bathed in warm sunlight.

Wen Chao's leg injury was basically unharmed, after all, he stabbed it himself, and it wasn't deep.Lan Wangji's leg injury was very serious, with fractures and two rows of blood holes.Wen Chao was very guilty, and wanted to send him back to the Lan family to recuperate, but Lan Wangji's face turned dark;Wen Chao could only feel guilty, so he took him to Chengli nearby, and asked the doctor to show him, the doctor reprimanded Wen Chao and prescribed a lot of medicinal herbs.Wen Chao nodded and bowed in response, he really wanted the doctor to add Coptis chinensis to the prescription, but he didn't dare.

Wen Chao secretly sent a message to Wen Shu, asking them to send some medicinal materials, and ordered a wheelchair from the carpenter to replenish the ingredients consumed in the fairy boat.During the few days of waiting for the wheelchair, Wen Chao and Lan Wangji lived in the inn. Lan Wangji was inconvenient to meditate, so he meditated silently or read a book.Wen Chao couldn't sit still, he went out to do the shopping every day, asking if there were any interesting and delicious food nearby or if there were any ghosts or ghosts.Lan Wangji didn't want the public to be hugged by Wen Chao, so they had three meals a day in their room.The past few days have been very quiet and harmonious.

On this day, Wen Chao took a custom-made wheelchair, and excitedly offered it to Lan Wangji: "Wangji, what do you think this is?"

Lan Wangji was not very happy when he saw the wheelchair.All he said was, "Yeah."

After taking the wheelchair, Wen Chao and the two left the town and boarded the fairy boat again.

Although Wen Chao felt that Lan Wangji didn't like wheelchairs at all, Lan Wangji still rode in a wheelchair every day, basking in the sun on the deck of "Dawn", playing the piano and making tea.

One day, Lan Wangji was playing the piano on the deck, and Wen Chao was sitting on a high-backed chair, drowsy.He also stopped sitting upright at first, but he had to match the schedule of the second young master Lan every day. He got up too early in the morning, the sun was too warm, and the sound of the piano was too melodious. head, eyes closed.

After a while, Wen Chao's head suddenly slipped out of his fist, and he woke up with a start.He rubbed the corner of his mouth secretly, and found that he was not drooling, very grateful.

At this time, Lan Wangji's piano sound also stopped, Wen Chao raised his head, and Lan Wangji stretched his right hand forward, as if trying to catch something.Wen Chao said, "Wangji, what's wrong?"

Lan Wangji said, "It's nothing."

Wen Chao said, "Sorry, I actually fell asleep."

Lan Wangji said, "No problem. Where are we going?"

Wen Chao suddenly let out an inexplicable laugh, "Yiling."

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