Lan's Immortal Mansion is located in a deep mountain outside the city of Gusu.
In the well-proportioned waterside gardens, there are mountains all year round shrouded in white walls and black tiles, and being in it is like being in a fairyland sea of clouds. The morning mist is filled with mist, and the morning sun is hazy. It complements its name - "the cloud is deep and knows nowhere".
The mountain is still and the people are still, and the heart is like still water. Only the sound of bells came from the high-rise buildings. Although it is not Galan, it has a lonely Hanshan Zen style.
This Zen intention was suddenly pierced by a long howl, causing many of the children and disciples who were reading and practicing swords in the morning to tremble, and couldn't help but look at the mountain gate where the voice came from.
Wei Wuxian was crying with a donkey in his arms in front of the mountain gate, Lan Jingyi said, "Why are you crying! You said you liked Hanguang-jun yourself. Now that you have been brought back, what are you screaming for!"
Wei Wuxian frowned.
After one night in Dafan Mountain, he had no chance to summon Wen Ning again, and he had no chance to explore why Wen Ning lost his mind, let alone why he reappeared in this world, so he was brought back by Lan Wangji.
When he was young, he and other family members were sent to the Lan family to study for three months, and he had personally experienced the dullness of the Lan family in Gusu. He still has lingering fears about the more than 3,000 family rules in his family that are densely engraved with discipline stones. Just now, he was pulled and dragged up the mountain, and when he passed by the discipline stone wall, he saw that there were more than 1,000 carvings, and now there are more than 4,000. four thousand!
Lan Jingyi said: "Okay! Stop making noise, Yunshen doesn't know where to make noise!"
It is precisely because he doesn't want to go into the clouds and nowhere, that's why he is so loud!
It will be difficult to drag it in and get out again. In those years of listening to school, the children of each family handed out a jade card for access, which could be worn on the body in order to enter and exit freely, otherwise they would not be able to pass through the barrier of Yunshen. More than ten years have passed, and the garrison will only become stricter, not looser.
Before Lan Wangji stood quietly at the mountain gate, he turned a deaf ear and watched from the sidelines. Waiting for Wei Wuxian's voice to drop a little, he said, "Let him cry. If he is tired of crying, drag him in."
Wei Wuxian hugged the little donkey, crying even more sadly, and rammed his head against the donkey.
Pain too! He thought that he had been slapped by Zidian, and all doubts should have been cleared, but he was fluttering for a while, and this mouth has always been frivolous and likes to tease, so he disgusted Lan Wangji casually, but Lan Wangji did not follow the previous the trick to come. What is the reason for this? Could it be that after years of separation, his cultivation base has grown so much, but his mind has become narrower
Wei WuXian said, "I like men. With so many beautiful men in your family, I'm afraid I won't be able to control them."
Lan Sizhui reasoned with him: "Mr. Mo, it's for your own good that Hanguang-Jun brought you back. If you don't come with us, Sect Master Jiang will not give up. After all these years, he was taken back to Jiang's house. The number of people who were tortured in Lotus Pier was countless, and no one was ever released."
Lan Jingyi said, "That's right. You haven't seen Sect Master Jiang's methods, have you? It's very vicious..." At this point, he remembered the "behind the scenes", he took a peek at Lan Wangji and saw Han Guangjun didn't mean to punish, so he dared to mutter: "It's all to blame for the evil spirit brought by the Yiling Patriarch, there are too many people who imitate him and do not cultivate properly, and this Sect Master Jiang is suspicious. Can he catch them all back? Don't even look at it, just like you, the flute is so virtuous... hehe."
This "Oh" is worth a thousand words. Wei Wuxian felt that it was necessary to justify: "This, actually, you may not believe it, I usually play the flute ok..."
Before the defense was finished, several white-clothed cultivators stepped out from the gate.
These people were wearing Lan family school uniforms, all plain clothes like snow, slowly and lightly. The head of the man is long and jade, and in addition to the sword, there is also a white jade hole flute hanging from his waist. When Lan Wangji saw it, he bowed his head slightly to show his respect, and the person who came came also returned it. He looked at Wei Wuxian and said with a smile, "Wangji never brings guests home, who is this?"
This man stood opposite Lan Wangji, as if looking in a mirror. It's just that Lan Wangji's pupils are extremely light, as pale as glass, but his eyes are darker and more gentle and calm.
It was Lan Huan, the head of the Lan family in Gusu, and Lan Xichen, the prince of Zewu.
One side of the water and soil supports the other, the Gusu Lan Clan has always been recognized as a family with many beautiful men. The double jades of this generation are even more outstanding. Although the two brothers are not twins, their appearances are eight or nine points alike, and it is difficult to tell the exact difference. However, one color, two styles. Lan Xichen is pure and gentle, gentle and gentle, but Lan Wangji is too cold and serious, rejecting people thousands of miles away and being amiable. Therefore, in the ranking of the appearance of the sons of the Xianmen family, the former is the first, and the latter is the second.
Lan XiChen was worthy of being the head of a sect, seeing Wei WuXian holding a donkey, he didn't show any unnatural expression. Wei Wuxian let go of the donkey with a smile on his face and went up to meet him. The Gusu Lan clan is very respectful of the elders and the young. As long as he talks nonsense to Lan Xichen, he will definitely be beaten down by the Lan clan to Yunshen. Who knew that just as he was about to show off his skills, Lan Wangji glanced at him, and his upper and lower lips were inseparable.
Lan Wangji turned back and continued to talk to Lan Xichen in a serious manner: "Brother, are you going to see Lianfangzun again?"
Lan XiChen nodded: "Let's discuss the next meeting of Jin Lintai together."
Wei Wuxian couldn't open his mouth, and returned to Hua Donkey angrily.
Lian Fangzun is the current Lanling Jin family patriarch Jin Guangyao, the only illegitimate child that Jin Guangshan recognizes, Jin Ling's younger uncle, and the half-brother of Jin Ling's biological father Jin Zixuan - and also the difference of his current identity, Mo Xuanyu. mother and brother. The same illegitimate child, but very different. Mo Xuanyu ate leftovers while sleeping on the floor tiles in Mojiazhuang, while Jin Guangyao sat in the highest position in the world of self-cultivation, calling for wind and rain. But it's no wonder that the two patriarchs of Jin and Lan have a very close personal relationship, after all they are sworn brothers.
Lan XiChen said, "Uncle took the things you brought back from Mojiazhuang last time."
Hearing the three words "Mojiazhuang", Wei Wuxian unconsciously paid attention, but felt a pinch on his upper and lower lips, Lan Xichen lifted his ban and said to Lan Wangji, "It's rare for you to bring someone back, why are you still like this? Happy. You have to treat your guests well, not like that."
Happy? Wei Wuxian looked carefully at Lan Wangji's face.
How do you look happy? !
After watching Lan Xichen leave, Lan Wangji said, "Drag in."
Wei Wuxian was dragged alive into this place where he swore he would never set foot in this life.
The Lan family used to come to the house with dignitaries, and there has never been a guest like him. The juniors pushed and hugged him, and they all thought it was fresh and fun. Lan Jingyi said, "Hanguang-Jun, where are you dragging to?"
Lan Wangji said, "Quiet room."
"… Quiet room?!"
Wei Wuxian didn't know what to do. Everyone looked at each other in dismay, not daring to make a sound.
That was the study and bedroom that Hanguang-Jun never let others in...
The furnishings in the quiet room are very simple, and there is nothing superfluous. The flowing clouds drawn by fine brushwork on the folding screen slowly float and change, and a piano table is horizontally in front of the screen. On the three-legged incense table in the corner, a hollow-white jade incense cauldron exuded light smoke, and the room was filled with the scent of Lingling sandalwood.
Lan Wangji went to see his uncle to discuss business affairs, while Wei Wuxian was pushed in. Lan Wangji walked forward, Wei WuXian stepped out. He swayed around Yunshen for a short time, and as expected, without the jade order, even if he climbed over a white wall several feet high, he would immediately be bounced off by the barrier and quickly attract nearby patrollers.
Wei Wuxian had no choice but to return to the quiet room.
When he encounters anything, he will not be in a hurry. He paces back and forth in the quiet room with his hands on his back, believing that sooner or later there will be a countermeasure. The refreshing sandalwood smell is cold and clear, although it is not lingering, it has its own moving point. He thought about it in his leisure time: "Lan Zhan has this smell on his body. I think it was when he was practicing the piano and sitting in meditation here, and the aroma got on his clothes."
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but leaned closer to the incense stick in the corner. With this leaning, I felt that the wooden board under my feet was obviously different from other places. Wei Wuxian was surprised, he possessed himself and started knocking around. Before his death, he had done a lot of digging and digging graves to find a hole in the ground, and it didn't take a moment for him to turn over a board.
Wei Wuxian was surprised when he found a secret place in Lan Wangji's room, but after seeing what was hidden in it, he was even more surprised.
After the wooden board was turned up, another mellow fragrance, which was originally mixed in sandalwood, was not easily detected. Seven or eight small round pitch-black jars were crowded into a small square cellar.
This Lan WangJi really has changed, even the wine is hidden!
Yunshen didn't know where drinking alcohol was banned. Because of this, the first time they met, they had a small fight. Lan Wangji also knocked over a jar of "Tianzixiao" that he brought up from the city of Gusu at the foot of the mountain.
After returning to Yunmeng from Suzhou, Wei Wuxian never had the chance to drink the "Smiling of the Son of Heaven" made by a famous Suzhou family. After remembering it for a lifetime, he always said that he would come back to try it if he had the chance, but it never happened. And the wine hidden here doesn't need to be opened and tasted, as soon as he smells the aroma of the wine, he knows that it is "The Son of Heaven Laughs". Unexpectedly, a person like Lan Wangji, who abides by the rules and does not drink a drop of alcohol, will one day be found by him to dig a hole in his room to store alcohol.
Wei Wuxian sighed as he finished drinking a jar. He has an excellent alcohol capacity and is addicted to alcohol. After thinking about it, Lan Wangji owes him a jar of Tianzixiao. After so many years, he has to charge some interest, so he drank another jar. Just as he was drinking, he suddenly had a flash of light. How difficult is it to pass the jade card? I don't know where Yunshen is in the territory, there is a cold spring with many miraculous effects, which is used by the male brothers of the family to practice. He had to take off his clothes when he went down to the cold spring. He had taken off his clothes, so he could still hold that jade tablet in his mouth
Wei WuXian clapped his hands and drank the last sip from the jar in his hand. After searching, he found nowhere to throw it, so he filled the two empty jars with water, sealed them as they were, and covered them with wooden boards. After some work is done, I go out to find the jade card.
Although Yunshen did not know that it was burnt down once before the "Sun Shooting Conquest", the pattern after reconstruction is the same as before. Wei WuXian walked through the winding path through the secluded and secluded for a while, and soon found the cold spring in a secluded place.
The disciples of Shouquan were far apart. The fairies have a separate area in Yunshen I don't know, and they don't come here to use it, and no one in the Lan family has ever dared to do such a shameless thing to spy on the cold spring, so the defense is not strict, it is very easy to fool, just right It is convenient for Wei Wuxian to go to Shameless. It was very ingenious. On the white stone after the bluegrass overlapped, there was a set of white clothes, and someone had already come.
This set of white clothes was folded so neatly that it was outrageous, like a block of snow-white tofu, even the forehead was meticulously folded. Wei Wuxian could hardly bear to mess with it when he reached in and rummaged through the jade card. After crossing the clumps of bluegrass, he glanced at the spring, and suddenly fixed his eyes.
The cold spring water is bone-chilling, not as hot as a hot spring, and there is no hot air that fills the eyes, so you can clearly see the person in the spring with his back to his upper body.
The person in the spring was tall, with fair complexion, long black hair, wetly gathered to one side, and the waist and back were smooth, graceful and powerful. In short, be a beauty.
But Wei Wuxian couldn't take his eyes off because he was shocked to see the beauty come out of the bath. No matter how beautiful he is, he doesn't really like men. It was really something on this man's back that taught him to look away.
Dozens of criss-crossing scars.
This is the trace left by the whiplash. Among the immortal gates, there is a kind of whiplash used to punish the children of their own clan who have committed serious mistakes. After being punished, the scars will never fade away. Although Wei Wuxian hadn't been beaten by the whip, Jiang Cheng had. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make the mark of shame fade away, so Wei Wuxian would never forget this kind of scar.
Usually, one or two strokes of the whipping are a serious lesson, enough for the punished to remember for life and not dare to commit it again. There are more than 30 marks on this man's back. I don't know what horrific mistake I made, and I was beaten like this. But if it is really rebellious enough, why not just kill him to clear the door
At this time, the person in the spring turned around, and there was a clear brand under the collarbone near the heart. When Wei Wuxian saw the brand, Wei Wuxian's astonishment suddenly reached its peak.