The Song of Chen Qingling will never end

As soon as Wei Wuxian heard that it wasn't too dangerous, he stopped following the juniors. Lan Wangji was reading a book in front of the desk, so he chatted with Lan Wangji one after another, and took advantage of Lan Wangji's embrace. While in his arms, he pulled off his forehead roll and played with his fingertips, Lan Wangji hugged him even tighter: "You drank a lot today, do you have a headache?"

Wei Wuxian coquettishly said, "A little bit, Lan Zhan, rub it for me."

Lan Wangji immediately put down the book and gently pressed Wei Wuxian's acupuncture points on his head. Wei Wuxian lay on his lap and looked at him with a smile.

Wei Wuxian looked at him seriously and asked, "Hanguang-jun, when did you fall in love with me?"

Lan Wangji's fingers slightly curled up and his eyes dodged, "I...why did I suddenly think of asking this?"

Wei Wuxian touched his glamorous and handsome face, felt the scalding heat, knowing his family, Hanguang-jun was shy again, "What's the matter? I really want to know when did you miss me?" , um... It should be when I was young, I must have missed it when I was more than ten years old, I never thought that Hanguang-jun would have a crush on someone at a young age."

Lan Wangji was at a loss for words, even he himself didn't know when he put him in his heart, but he felt more and more that this person weighed more and more in his heart. He moved away, "Hmmm..."

Wei Wuxian raised his upper body and held Lan Wangji's face with a smile, "Really, when was that, was it before I became the ancestor of Yiling?"

"Um..."

The more Wei Wuxian asked, the more excited he became: "Was that when we were in Qishan, or earlier? Could it be that Hanguang-Jun fell in love with me, Wei at first sight?"

Lan Wangji's indifferent eyes seemed to fluctuate a little, and he lowered his eyes in time to cover the lips that Wei Wuxian had been asking, and kissed him deeply for a long time, Wei Wuxian was almost out of breath and pushed him lightly, not forgetting to continue. After asking the question just now, Lan Wangji wanted to repeat the old trick, and Wei Wuxian was also happy to obey.

"call!"

A cloud of black shadows flew past the window with a strong smell of blood. Lan Wangji's eyes were sharp and he quickly protected Wei Wuxian behind him. A burst of spiritual power hit the window. After getting out of the shadow, the two got up to catch up tacitly, and followed the strong smell of blood to find the outside of the town. Wei Wuxian chased and said, "Lan Zhan, could this be that evil spirit from the Yu family? Strong bloody smell?"

Lan Wangji chased after the shadow: "Catch it and you'll know."

Bichen got out of the sheath to block the shadow's path, Wei Wuxian played the petition and summoned several murderous corpses to capture it, but it escaped them all, the bloody smell mixed with the strong wind seemed to be stronger, Wei Wuxian Stopped Lan Wangji and said, "Don't chase after it, it won't last long, follow the smell of blood and you'll find it."

"I don't know what's going on with SiZhui and the others. Could it be that they were the ones who hurt this evil creature? Why don't they come after them?"

"Hoo! Hoo!"

The Xie Chong adjusted again and rushed back, Lan Wangji protected Wei Wuxian behind him, Bichen's murderous aura overflowed and approached Xie Chong, the Xie Chong was shocked by Bichen's power and did not dare to approach, but he was also cautiously moving forward , Wei Wuxian said: "It seems to have something to say."

Wei Wuxian threw out a talisman to reveal the evil spirit in the shadow. It was a ghost dressed as a scholar. His soul body was almost transparent. The smell should have been caused before he died. Bichen's sword light swayed across his neck, and he saw a deep wound that almost cut off his neck. The blood had already drained, and the wound was pale and curled up. Every time he looked at it, he felt shocking. .

The face with the wound upwards was delicate and handsome, the mouth as pale as the face opened and closed, Wei WuXian said, "He seems to have something to say."

Lan Wangji took Bichen back, and the scholar slowly saluted and showed the half jade tightly held in his palm, perhaps because of the injury on his neck, his voice was bright and hoarse, "Excuse me Have you seen the owner of this jade?"

The half piece of remnant jade was average in color, not considered to be a middle or high-grade jade, but it was as soft and white as water under the moonlight, and the jade was tied with a red string, like an object hanging around the neck.

Wei Wuxian secretly guessed: Some people will gradually forget why they died after wandering in the world for a long time after death, and looking at the wound on his neck, the jade probably was hung on his neck in the first place.

"Isn't this jade your own?"

The scholar shook his head firmly and said: "No. I'm looking for him, I want to..." At this moment, his eyes were confused and he couldn't continue, "I want to..."

Wei Wuxian said to Lan Wangji: "This scholar is a spirit body, not the kind of evil that turned into a corpse. He seems to be looking for someone, but he has long forgotten who he is looking for. If he gets rid of his obsession, he will naturally If it dissipates, then we have to find the owner of the jade."

"Ah."

Wei Wuxian approached the scholar and asked, and the two looked at the jade carefully for a moment. It was really an ordinary jade, and there were no clues. The scholar took the jade back in disappointment and walked away.

Wang Xian tacitly followed, leaving fifty paces away, saw the scholar asking everyone if he had seen the owner of Yu, scaring passers-by half to death, Wei Wuxian feared that he would wake up the whole town, Play the petition to soothe his emotions, lure him to leave the town, and ask the people in the town after dawn.

The life and death of the book was miserable. I don't know why, whether it is a local person, where is the body, who owns the jade in his hand, and why he wants to find the owner of the jade, these questions pop up one after another without being solved.

Wang Xian and the others returned to the inn, and Lan Sizhui and the others also returned. All the juniors were in a state of disarray, huddled together and making a fuss. Putting it in Lan Sizhui's hand, he rolled up his sleeves as if he was about to fight.

Lan Sizhui tried his best to maintain order, but that person was Jin Ling, who could stop him, the other juniors were already familiar with Jin Ling, and it didn't matter whether he was the head of the family or not. To compete.

"Hanguang-jun! Senior Wei!"

I don't know whose family's children noticed the two of them first, and the children who were chattering just now calmed down and bowed politely, "Hanguang-jun! Senior Wei!"

Lan Wangji said: "Gusu Lan clan's disciples, after returning to Yunshen, they went to the Discipline Hall to receive their punishment."

"Yes! Hanguang-jun."

Wei Wuxian couldn't help but feel sorry for them and got up. It's no wonder that they have to copy the house rules again. There are more than 4000 house rules. Thinking about it now, it still feels terrible.

"SiZhui, what did you find at Yu's house tonight?"

"Senior Wei, we saw that evil creature. It is very cunning. It should be a spirit in the mountains, good at playing tricks."

Wei Wuxian was puzzled, "Spirit? Come on, tell me in detail."

It turned out that what Lan Sizhui and the others met tonight was not the ghostly scholar. They thought it was a deeply obsessed soul wandering the world, but they were accidentally teased by the ghosts that occasionally sneaked down from the mountains. Jin Ling became angry from embarrassment He wanted to destroy it, but was stopped by Lan Sizhui on the grounds that he could not harm living beings, and the elf teased them even more brazenly, and the elf who had teased enough swaggered away, and they all became like this.

Lan Wangji poured Wei Wuxian a glass of wine and said calmly, "Copied "Ya Zheng Ji" twice."

"Yes! Hanguang-jun."

The other juniors cast sympathetic looks at the little friends of the Lan family, and secretly dreaded the miserable time when they would go to the Gusu Lan family to study next year.

Wei Wuxian reminded and comforted these juniors and let them go back to wash and sleep.

Lan Wangji asked, "Aren't you going to tell them what happened tonight?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Let's talk about it tomorrow."