【WangXian】Win all games

Sitting beside Wei Wuxian's bed tenderly, feeling his pulse, he didn't say a word, but the seriousness between his brows became more and more obvious. The Jiang family siblings and Lan Wangji stood aside, not daring to disturb him.

After about a stick of incense, the warmth withdrew her hand, looking at Wei Wuxian's slightly pale face, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Finally, Jiang Yanli couldn't help but asked, "Miss Wen, Ah Xian..."

Shaking his head tenderly, looking at the three people in the room, he said, "who among you knows him best?"

The three of them were all taken aback. Jiang Cheng wanted to answer, but he thought that the Wei Wuxian of today is the Wei Wuxian of more than twenty years later, and to him, those twenty years were just a blank space, but Wei Wuxian once told He didn't know what he said, what happened later, what happened to Wei Wuxian, and Jiang Yanli also thought of this, and kept silent.

"Miss Wen, you can tell me." Finally, Lan Wangji said.

"Okay." Nodding tenderly, he turned his eyes to the other two people, "Then invite you outside the house first. The less people I want to say to Mr. Lan, the better. If Mr. Lan If I feel comfortable speaking with you, I will naturally say it."

Jiang Cheng held back and clenched his fists, but was finally pulled outside by Jiang Yanli.

Seeing that the two of them had gone out, he sighed tenderly and said, "Mr. Lan, do you know that Mr. Wei has cultivated the way to control ghosts?"

Lan Wangji kept looking at Wei Wuxian, and said softly, "I know."

"Resentment enters the body and blood. I have never seen so much resentment in a living person. Of course, there is no such thing in a corpse." Wen Qing said solemnly: "He fainted now because of a large number of mobilization With resentment, it collides with the aura in the body, unable to reconcile, and the body enters dormancy."

Lan Wangji frowned, "Is there a solution?"

"Of course there are, but the second young master Lan wants to answer my question first." He coughed lightly, "the resentment in his body has traces that have been conditioned, although it was a long time ago, but I still recognize myself of medicine."

"Furthermore, this trace has been around for at least 20 years. This Mr. Wei has not reached the crown yet, right?"

She raised her eyebrows tenderly, "I would like to ask Mr. Lan to explain a little bit."

Since ancient times, there has been a rule of telling everything to a doctor. Lan Wangji closed his eyes as if he was thinking. After a while, he opened his eyes and told the whole story to Wen Qing.

After listening to the warmth, a pair of beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and for a moment I didn't know what expression to make.

Finally, with a long sigh, he turned his head and looked at Wei Wuxian who was still pale on the bed, took a pen and wrote down a few prescriptions and acupuncture techniques, and handed them over to Lan Wangji.

"Take medicine three times a day, wake up in two days, acupuncture once every seven days, and it takes 49 days to stop. It can help him adjust his spiritual power and resentment."

Lan Wangji took it and bowed solemnly, "Thank you Miss Wen."

Added tenderly: "Also, if you don't need the technique of ghost way, don't use it. It may be fine if you use it a few times. If you use it too much, I can't guarantee that the golden core will not be eroded by resentment. If you have time, you can come to Yiling See me for a follow-up."

Lan Wangji nodded in agreement, and after sending the warmth out the door, he told the Jiang family siblings that Wei Ying was fine, just tired.

Wei Ying probably didn't want them to know that he practiced the ghost way, he thought.

Jiang Cheng was full of doubts and wanted to continue asking, but Jiang Yanli pressed him down. Jiang Yanli shook his head at him, looked at Lan Wangji again, and said only one sentence: "I'm sorry, Mr. Lan, I'll take the prescription." The kitchen cooks medicine for Ah Xian, Ah Cheng, come and help me."

"Miss Lao Jiang." Lan Wangji nodded, then turned and returned to Wei Wuxian's bedside.

Two days later, Wei Wuxian really woke up leisurely.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Lan Wangji sitting at the table quietly reading a book, Bichen and Wangji Qin were placed side by side, and the sunlight through the leaky window gently cast a layer of light on Lan Wangji's white clothes. The picture of Fairy Fan reading a book.

It's great to see Lan Zhan when I wake up.

"Lan, ahem, Lan Zhan..."

Hearing the sound, Lan Wangji quickly walked to the bed and helped him up, "Wei Ying, is there any discomfort?"

"Well, I'm a little dizzy, and... a little hungry. Lan Zhan, how long have I been asleep?" Wei Wuxian leaned against him, looked up at the faint blue color in his eyes, and guessed that he must have slept for a long time.

I don't know what happened that day, leaning on his shoulder, I suddenly felt very tired, and fell asleep as soon as I closed my eyes.

"More than seven days." Lan Wangji hugged him, his arms trembling imperceptibly, "Just wake up."

Wei Wuxian propped up his still weak body, and leaned close to Lan Wangji's face and kissed him, "Second brother, I made you worry again."

Lan Wangji stroked his hair, and supported him against the head of the bed, "I'll get you medicine."

Grabbing Lan Wangji who was about to leave, he said anxiously, "Don't, Lan Zhan, can you tell me what's wrong with me first, is it because of ghosts?"

He now has a golden elixir, which allows him to see inside. On the day of the first battle in Lianhuawu, he found that the aura and resentment in his body were disordered. The situation was urgent and he couldn't allow him to think about it.

Lan Wangji lowered his eyes, "Well, resentment and spiritual power are in conflict, and the ghost way can no longer be used in the future."

Wei Wuxian was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect it to be so serious.

He lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice: "If you can't use the ghost way, and there is no such sharp sword as Jin Guangyao dormant beside Wen Ruohan in this world, what will happen to the Sun Shooting..."

"Wei Ying." Lan Wangji rarely interrupted him, leaned down, and looked Wei Wuxian squarely, "You can't be busy."

Wei Wuxian grabbed his sleeve and said, "But..."

Lan Wangji interrupted him again, "Wei Ying, if you're not here, what do you want from me?"

In the end, what do you want me to do.

Wei Wuxian shut his mouth obediently, because he saw that Lan Wangji's brows were full of pain, and what he couldn't bear the most was this expression.

Carefully put the wrist around his neck, and obediently put her head on his shoulder, "Lan Zhan, I will be careful."

Lan Wangji stretched out his hand to hug him back, using a little bit of strength, Wei Wuxian didn't say it was uncomfortable, and quietly let him hug him.

Lan Wangji suddenly said, "Wei Ying, we've fought a campaign to shoot the sun."

Wei Wuxian was suddenly awakened, they had already fought a campaign to shoot the sun, and the ambush they had suffered back then, the problems in troop deployment, and the flaws in the marching route could all be avoided this time.

"But I've forgotten so many marching maps..." Wei Wuxian said shyly.

"I remember." Lan Wangji said again: "Also, Jin Zixuan is available."

During the Sun Shooting Campaign in the previous life, Jin Guangshan of the Jin family was always vacillating, which caused Yu Lanling’s generation to stagnate on the battlefield. The only useful unit was the one led by Jin Zixuan, but at that time Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian were both wary of Jin Zixuan. Xuan has great opinions, and Wei Wuxian has the blessing of ghosts, so he doesn't bother to communicate with Jin Zixuan.

But it is undeniable that Jin Zixuan is indeed available. If he can negotiate well in advance, the progress of the Lanling battlefield will be greatly accelerated.

"Yunshen and Lianhuawu have not been greatly affected in this world."

In the previous life, Lianhuawu was destroyed, and Yunshen was also burned everywhere. Even Lord Qingheng was seriously injured when the fire burned Yunshen. In this life, only a few houses were burned.

Wei Wuxian was still a little worried and said: "In this way, the problem of military strength can also be made up for, but without ghosts, I'm afraid it will become a wheel war and a tug-of-war, and the war will drag on for a long time. What I'm most worried about is Wen Ruohan, No one knows what kind of magic his magic is."

Lan Wangji stretched out his hand to smooth Wei Wuxian's frowning brows, "With my current cultivation, combined with the power of my brother, father, and Nie Mingjue, it's not a big problem."

"Mr. Qingheng is leaving the customs too!?" In his previous life, Wei Wuxian had passed away before seeing him. In the eyes of their generation, Mr. Qingheng was as mysterious as a legendary hermit.

Lan Wangji said: "Well, when I confessed the backtracking to my father, I also discussed with him about the Sun Shooting Campaign, and he agreed to go out."

Wei Wuxian nodded, and the expression on his face also relaxed. It shouldn't be a big problem for the top four masters in the cultivation world to take care of Wen Ruohan. The big deal is that in the decisive battle, he can use the ghost way secretly so that Lan Zhan won't find out. .

The Lan family has always been very clear about major matters, and they are jealous of evil. It is rumored that Lord Qingheng has a very high level of cultivation, and he is one of the best in the entire Taoist sect. Seriously injured, the soul returns to the earth.

And even though I can no longer use the way of ghosts, I still have the golden elixir and the way of the sword. After all, I was also a sword in those days, and I can be regarded as outstanding in the way of the sword among my peers.

Thinking of being able to control the sword again, Wei Wuxian suddenly became less depressed.

Wait, confess the backtracking thing?

"Um, Lan Zhan." Wei WuXian moved back and looked at Lan WangJi, "You said you confessed to Qingheng-Jun about Su, so you also..."

"Yeah." Lan Wangji silently looked away, "Uncle, brother, and father all know about it."

After hesitating for a moment, he said again: "After the victory of the Sun Shooting Conquest, the Lan family will offer a job offer to the Jiang family."

No wonder Lan Xichen looked at him so kindly that day...

Lan Zhan, how could he be so cute?

Wei Wuxian thought about it, took Lan Wangji's face in his hands and kissed it several times, "Lan Zhan, you are so smart, you are worthy of being my Hanguang-jun, who is thoughtful and thoughtful, let's talk to the elders first, Set me up, Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, you really..."

"Let my ancestor like you to death!"

"Bah~"

Lan Wangji's face was still jade-like, but a slight red appeared on his earlobe.

-TBC-