The host of the spiritual root of the master of magic

The two brothers were talking, when suddenly a disciple reported from outside the cold room: "Old Mr. Lan has returned from wandering, but he was injured, please go and have a look, Mr. Hanguang and Mr. Zewu!"

Hearing that the brothers stepped out of the cold room, they went straight to Lan Qiren's bedroom.Weng Li also received a report from a student that Mr. Lan was injured, and upon hearing the news, he rushed to visit Lan Qiren's dormitory.

Lan Qiren's bedroom

At this moment, Lan Xichen was sitting by the couch, taking Lan Qiren's pulse.After a while, he said to Lan Wangji and his wife, "Uncle looks like he's been poisoned, but I can't find out what kind of poison it is."

Hearing this, Weng Li went to the couch and put his hand on Mr. Lan's pulse, and after a while Weng Li felt that he knew it.After a while she said to Lan Xichen: "Brother, uncle is poisoned by Gu poison. This kind of Gu poison is called cutting off blood. It means that people will slowly exhaust the blood in their body and die."

Lan Xichen asked, "Is there any cure?"

Lan Wangji also said, "Ah Li, do you have a way to treat uncle?"

Weng Li looked at Lan Wangji and said with a smile: Of course.only……

Lan Xichen said: "It's just anything, if you need anything, just tell me, I'll ask someone to prepare it immediately."

Weng Li smiled at Lan Xichen: "Brother, don't be in a hurry. My problem is that I don't want anything. It's that I don't know how to undo this blood-severing Gu..."

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Weng Li said again: "But my elder sister can understand."

Hearing this, Lan Xichen finally breathed a sigh of relief.He was a little overwhelmed by Weng Li's panting statement.

Weng Li snapped his fingers immediately.In an instant, a ghost boy knelt at Weng Li's feet.She lowered her head and said to the ghost boy: "Go back to the medicine Gu department and tell my elder sister that Mr. Lan has been hit by the blood-severing Gu. Please come quickly."

Gui Lingtong kowtowed to accept the order, and disappeared at Weng Li's feet in an instant.

The ghost boy went to deliver the letter.Lan Wangji said to Weng Li: "A Li, go back and rest first. Sister Sister is here, come here."

Weng Li saw that it seemed really useless to stay here at the moment, so he obediently got up and went back to the quiet room.

Four hours later, Weng Tong was brought to Lan Qiren's dormitory by the monks of the Lan family.

Seeing Weng Tong's arrival, the Lan brothers quickly got up and saluted, and after Weng Tong returned the salute, he walked directly to the side of the couch, stretching out his hand to catch Lan Qiren's veins.After a while, Weng Tong said to the two Lan brothers: "Well... that's right, Li'er's diagnosis is correct, Mr. Lan's is really blood-severing Gu."

Lan Xichen said, "Then ask Director Weng to help with treatment."

Weng Tong laughed and said: "This Gu is not difficult to solve, I will go to Li'er to get some fragrant bait as a lure first."

Lan Xichen said, "Then trouble Weng to take charge."

Weng Tong smiled slightly: "There's no need to be polite. We are relatives. It's just a matter of raising our hands. Then he said to Lan Wangji: Then please ask my sister-in-law to take me to Li'er first."

Lan Wangji nodded and led Weng Tong to the quiet room.The two people in the distance heard a whistling flute.

Weng Tong stopped involuntarily when he heard the sound of the flute, and thought to himself: "The sound of the flute is so bleak and desolate, like weeping and complaining. In the past, Weng Li played the flute with so much joy and joy. Occasionally, it was just a little bit of displeasure. The sound of loneliness, but this is the first time Weng Tong has heard such a desolate and mournful flute sound like today. I can't help but feel a little sour in my heart." Then he turned his head and said to Lan Wangji: "The place where the flute sound came from must be Is it the bedroom of your husband and wife?"

Lan Wangji nodded and said, "Yes; that's right."

Weng Tong smiled at Lan Wangji: "Then I'll go there by myself, and my sister-in-law will go back to take care of your uncle first. I'll come with some bait."

Lan Wangji nodded.Weng Tong followed the sound of the flute.Lan Wangji also heard the sad sound in Weng Li's flute, but at the moment his uncle is still lying on the sickbed, he must be filial first, and then he can care about his wife.So Lan Wangji quickly walked to Lan Qiren's bedroom.

And Weng Tong came to the door of the quiet room, stood outside the door listening to the sad sound of the flute, and did not open the door for a long time.Only when the flute stopped.Just about to open the door and enter, there was Weng Li's voice of reciting softly in the quiet room: "The quiet night is cold and the moon is like frost, and the case is full of hesitation. An Neng is determined to blame the king, and lovesickness is heartbreaking even holding hands. The meaning is unforgettable, I only remember the young man back then. I am so infatuated that I can’t hold myself, I offer a glass of wine to the sky. Only the king can release the old love, and Yun Shen drinks alone at night."

Listening to the chanting in the house, Weng Tong couldn't help but feel his heart sink, "This poem is full of complaints about staying alone in the empty boudoir." Holding hands and thinking about love is also heartbreaking. "Doesn't this mean that if you hold hands, you will be bitterly in love. And this, "Yun Shen drinks alone Ye Weiyang". Could it be that he drinks alone every day and waits for dawn? It seems that Lan Wangji has really fulfilled his promise It's just that he kept his promise, but my silly sister is so sad and lonely."

Weng Tong stood quietly outside the door for a long time, and then opened the door and entered after gathering his composure.In the quiet room, Weng Li put down Wu Huan in his hand.He reached out to pick up a wine glass at hand, and was about to drink it with his neck back, when someone pushed the door open and entered.Then he looked up and saw that it was Weng Tong who came in.Can't help but feel happy.He quickly put down the wine glass in his hand.He shouted happily: "Sister, you are here. Please sit down quickly. After speaking, come forward to La Wengtong and sit down."

After Weng Tong sat down, he just looked at Weng Li silently, without saying a word for a long time.

But Weng Li felt uncomfortable when he was watched: "Sister, what's the matter with you. Why do you keep looking at me like this. Am I becoming ugly?"

Weng Tong suddenly reached out and stroked Weng Li's beautiful hair, and said softly: "My Li'er is always the most beautiful. Li'er; Sister asked you, but that Lan Wangji didn't treat you well?"

Hearing this, Weng Li shook his head repeatedly and said, "No; Hanguang-jun is very kind to me. He combs my hair and draws my eyebrows every day."

Weng Tong said: "Then why is the sound of your flute so sad?"

Weng Li hurriedly said: "It's nothing, my uncle is ill, so I feel a little depressed."

Weng Tong raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh; your uncle is sick, so you feel unhappy?"

Weng Li said: "Yes; that's exactly the case."

Weng Tong sneered: "Li'er, tell my sister what it means to be in love with each other and heartbroken. What else is Yun Shen drinking alone at Ye Weiyang. Now, tell me! My sister is very interested in Li'er's poem Woolen cloth!"

Hearing this, Weng Li was secretly startled, she didn't expect that elder sister had already listened to her reciting poems outside the house.But he couldn't give a better explanation for a while, so he said: "Sister; I just drank two more glasses and sighed indiscriminately. Don't take it seriously."

Weng Tong said: "Oh; you sighed indiscriminately?"

Weng Li smiled and said: "Well; it's just sighing indiscriminately. Hehe..."

Weng Tong smiled slightly and said: "That's fine; Sister will trust you." Seeing that Weng Li was unwilling to tell the truth, Weng Tong had to change his method: "Li'er, Sister is a little hungry, you can get it for Sister. Some food. You go by yourself. Don't greet others. Because you know what my sister tastes."

Weng Li nodded and smiled: "Well; I'll go by myself, sister, don't worry, there will be food soon."

Weng Tong nodded and said: "By the way, call Feng Yi in, and I'll ask her to help me find some fragrant bait to make medicine for later."

Weng Li nodded and said: "Okay." After speaking, she went out and called Feng Yi into the room.He went straight to the dining room by himself.

quiet room;

Feng Yi was about to open the cage to look for bait, but was stopped by Weng Tong: "Don't look for any bait, I have something to ask you."

Hearing that Feng Yi stood up quickly, waiting for Weng Tong's inquiry.

Weng Tong said softly: "Is your uncle treating your young master well?"

Seeing the Lord's question, Feng Yi hurriedly knelt down on the ground: "Young Master is very kind to the young master, and he tangles hair for the young master every day. Draw eyebrows."

Weng Tong glanced at Feng Yi kneeling on the ground and said coldly: "Oh; very good, then why does your young master's flute sound so sad and recite such miserable poems. Since what you said Very good, tell me why your young master is so sad and lonely."

Weng Tong's cold tone made Feng Yi's body tremble slightly.He hurriedly said: "My lord; my uncle is really kind to the young master. It's just..."

Weng Tong said coldly: "Just what?"

Feng Yi thought for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said: "It's just that my uncle doesn't want to share the bed with the young master, everything else is really good."

After hearing Feng Yi's words, Weng Tong raised his eyebrows slightly.After a moment, he frowned again.After a while, he chuckled again.At this moment, Weng Tong secretly sighed in his heart: "This Lan Wangji is really a gentleman, he does what he says. It just goes on like this. I'm afraid that Li'er will die of depression before she becomes weak. My sister knows it all too well. This kind of resentful flute sound is still their father, who only heard Weng Li play it once when he passed away. Now this life of being alone in the vacant room makes Ah Li depressed all day long. And the heartbroken poem, Weng Tong felt that he had to Find a way to make the two truly a husband and wife." Weng Tong tapped his fingers on the table while thinking.After a while, Weng Tong had an idea in her mind, she said softly to Feng Yi: "Get up."

Feeling relieved, Feng Yi quickly got up.At this moment Weng Li carried a tray and walked in.There is a bowl of hot noodles inside.She put the noodles on the table and said: "Sister, eat it quickly. I just made it."

But Weng Tong took out a scented bait box from his bag and said to Weng Li: "Li'er, this is my newly refined scented bait. Do you smell it? It smells very special."

Weng Li reached out and took the box, put it under his nose and smelled it.Zan said: "Well; it is very special. The taste is very elegant."

While stirring the noodles in the bowl with chopsticks, Weng Tong said, "Li'er; if you smell it carefully, there are some medicinal ingredients in it."

Hearing this, Weng Li took another deep breath.She took this breath deeply, and Weng Li felt dizzy and sleepy for a while.The body also seemed to have no strength to slide down.Weng Tong stepped forward and picked Weng Li up and gently put him on the couch, and covered her with the quilt.