Lan Wangji didn't look at Wei Wuxian, bowed his head in a salute, and said in a low voice, "Rescue is the first, suppression is the second, and extinction is the third. First, think about it with the feelings of your parents, wife and children. Get rid of obsessive thoughts; if you don’t work well, suppress them; if the crime is extremely heinous, and the resentment persists, you will cut the grass and root out, and it will not survive. Xuanmen should follow this order carefully, and there should be no mistakes.”
Everyone let out a long sigh of relief, thanking God in their hearts, fortunately, the old man nodded Lan Wangji, otherwise it would be their turn to miss one or two or the order was wrong. Lan Qiren nodded in satisfaction, and said, "It's not wrong." After a pause, he said again: "Whether it's cultivation or being a human being, you need to be so solid. Mountain spirits, ghosts, complacent and arrogant, stubborn and stubborn, sooner or later will bring shame upon themselves."
Wei WuXian raised his eyebrows, glanced at Lan WangJi's profile, and said to himself, "So this old man came after me. He asked his good students to listen to him together because he wanted me to look good."
"I have doubts," he said.
Lan Qiren said, "Speak."
Wei WuXian said, "Even though 'saving' is the first priority, 'saving' is often impossible. 'Release his obsession when he was alive' is easier said than done, if this obsession is It's easy to get a new dress, but what if you want to kill people and take revenge?"
Lan WangJi said, "So we should focus on reformation, supplemented by repression, and if necessary, extinction."
Wei WuXian smiled slightly, and said, "It's a waste of time." After a pause, he said, "It's not that I didn't know the answer, I was just thinking about the fourth path."
Lan Qiren said, "I've never heard of a fourth rule."
Wei WuXian said, "This executioner died violently and turned into a murderous corpse. Since he beheaded more than a hundred people before his death, it is better to dig up the graves of these hundred people, arouse their resentment, forge a hundred heads, and fight against the murderous corpse... "
Lan WangJi finally turned his head to look at him, but his brows were slightly frowned, his expression very cold. Lan Qiren's beard trembled and shouted, "I don't know how high the sky is!"
Everyone in the Lan room was shocked, and Lan Qiren suddenly stood up: "To subdue demons, subdue demons, eliminate ghosts and annihilate evil spirits, the purpose is to save them! Not only do you not think about the way to save evil, but you want to provoke their grievances? Put the cart before the horse and ignore human relations! "
Wei WuXian said, "There are some things that are useless in the horizontal and vertical direction, so why not make use of them? Dayu also knows that blocking the water is the worst policy, and sparseness is the best policy. Suppression is blocking, isn't it the best policy..." Lan Qiren threw a book over, and he Dodging in a flash, his face did not change, and he continued to talk nonsense: "Aura is also qi, and resentment is also qi. Spiritual qi is stored in the Dan Mansion, and can be used by people. Why can't grievances be used by people?"
Lan Qiren flew over with another book, and said sternly, "Then I'll ask you again! How do you ensure that these grievances are used by you instead of killing others?"
Wei Wuxian said while hiding, "I haven't thought of it yet!"
Lan Qiren was furious: "If you think about it, Xianmen Baijia will keep you. Get out!"
Wei Wuxian couldn't get what he wanted, so he hurriedly left.
He wandered east and west in Yunshen for a long time, playing with flowers and grass for a long time. After everyone listened and learned, they finally found him on a high eaves. Wei Wuxian was sitting on the blue tile at the top of the wall, holding an orchid in his mouth, his right hand resting on his cheek, one leg was propped up, the other was hanging down, swaying gently. The person below pointed at him and said, "Brother Wei! I admire him, he told you to get out, but you actually got out! Hahahaha..."
"He didn't understand for a while after you went out, his face was ashen!"
Wei Wuxian bit the grass and shouted down, "If you have any questions, you will answer them. If you let me get out, I will get out. What does he want from me?"
Nie Huaisang said, "Why does the old man Lan seem to be very strict with you, and he scolds you."
Jiang Cheng snorted: "He deserves it. What did he answer? It's fine to talk about this kind of mess at home, how dare you say it in front of Lan Qiren. Looking for death!"
Wei WuXian said, "Anyway, he doesn't like me anyway, so I'll just say it happily. And I didn't scold him, I just answered honestly."
Nie Huaisang thought about it for a while, and then revealed a feeling of envy and yearning, and said, "Actually, what Brother Wei said is very interesting. Spiritual Qi needs to be cultivated by oneself, and a golden elixir must be cultivated through hard work. A talent like mine is so poor that it seems that a dog has been bitten in the mother's womb. I don’t know how many years it will take. And the grievances are all those fierce and fierce ghosts, if you can use it, it will be beautiful.”
The so-called golden pill is a pill that is formed in the body of the monk after he has cultivated to a certain level, which is used to store and circulate the energy of spiritual energy. After forming the pill, the cultivation base will advance by leaps and bounds. After that, the cultivation will become more refined and climb to the peak, otherwise it can only be regarded as a monk who is not in the mainstream. If Jiedan, the son of the noble family, was too old to speak out, he would lose face, but Nie Huaisang would not feel ashamed at all. Wei WuXian also laughed, "Right? No need for nothing."
Jiang Cheng warned, "Enough. You're talking, don't take this evil path."
Wei WuXian smiled and said, "I leave the good Yangguan Avenue and don't go, what do I do with this single-plank bridge in the gutter. It was such a good walk that someone left long ago. Don't worry, he just asked that, and that's all I'll say. Hey, are you coming? Take advantage of the curfew and go out with me to hunt pheasants."
Jiang Cheng reprimanded: "What kind of pheasants are you playing, where are the pheasants from here! You go and copy the "Yazheng Collection" first. Lan Qiren asked me to tell you, copy the "Shangyi Chapter" of "Yazheng Collection" three times , let you learn what is the relationship between heaven and human beings."
"Yazheng Collection" is the family motto of the Lan family. His family motto was too long, so it was revised by Lan Qiren and compiled into a thick collection. Wei WuXian spit out the grass he was holding, patted the ashes on his boots, and said, "Copy three times? I'll be able to soar in one go. I'm not from the Lan family, and I don't plan to join the Lan family. .Do not copy."
Nie Huaisang hurriedly said, "I'll copy it for you! I'll copy it for you!"
Wei WuXian said, "It's not a traitor or a thief to be diligent, tell me, what do you want from me?"
Nie Huaisang said, "That's right. Brother Wei, old man Lan has a bad problem. He..."
Halfway through he said, he suddenly fell silent, coughed dryly, unfolded the folding fan and shrank aside. Wei WuXian knew something was different, and in the blink of an eye, sure enough, Lan WangJi was standing under a lush ancient tree with the Bichen Sword on his back, looking over here from a distance. Others are like jade trees, covered with mottled leaves and sunlight, but their eyes are not very friendly. When he stares at them, it is like falling into an ice cave. Everyone knew that the volley shouted louder just now, for fear that the noise would attract him, so they shut up consciously. Wei WuXian jumped down, went up to meet him and shouted, "Brother Wangji!"
Lan Wangji turned around and left, Wei Wuxian happily chased after him and called, "Brother Wangji, wait for me!"
The fluttering white clothes flickered behind the tree and disappeared without a trace in an instant, making it clear that Lan Wangji didn't want to talk to him. Wei Wuxian ate his back, made fun of it, turned around and complained, "He doesn't pay attention to me."
"Yeah." Nie Huaisang said, "It seems that he really hates you, Brother Wei, like Lan Wangji... No, I've never been so rude."
Wei WuXian said, "This is annoying? I wanted to admit my fault to him."
Jiang Cheng laughed at him: "It's too late to admit his mistake! He must be like his uncle, he thinks that you're so evil, that you're a broken embryo, and he doesn't care about you."
Wei WuXian disagreed, and said, "If you don't pay attention, you won't pay attention, is he beautiful?" After thinking about it again, he was indeed beautiful, and he relaxedly put that little desire to grin away.
Three days later, Wei Wuxian knew what Lan Qiren's fault was.
Lan Qiren's lectures were extremely lengthy, but they all had to be written in dictation. The changes of several generations of self-cultivation families, the division of spheres of influence, famous sayings, family genealogy...
Listening is like listening to the scriptures, while silently selling yourself as a slave. Nie Huaisang helped Wei Wuxian to copy "Shangyi Pian" twice, and begged before the exam, "Please, Brother Wei, this is my third year in Suzhou, and if I am not rated B, my elder brother will really be able to. Break my leg! How can you tell if the direct line and the collateral line are separated from the main family? Children of an aristocratic family like us can't even understand the relationship between our own family. Mind to remember other people's homes!"
The consequence of the cheat sheet flying all over the sky was that Lan WangJi suddenly rushed out during the test and caught a few troubled leaders. Lan Qiren was furious, and Feishu went to the major families to complain. He hated so much in his heart: Although this group of children from aristocratic families couldn't sit still, at least no one got the lead, and their butts barely touched their calves. But as soon as Wei Ying came, the thief-hearted boys were instigated and provoked by him, and the evil spirits grew. As expected, this Wei Ying is the number one evil in the world!
Jiang Fengmian responded, "Baby has always been like this. Mr. Lao Lan took the trouble to discipline him."
So Wei Wuxian was punished again.
At first he didn't care. It's not just copying books, he never lacks people to help copy. Who knew that this time, Nie Huaisang said, "Brother Wei, I can't help you. You can take it slow."
Wei WuXian asked, "What?"
Nie Huaisang said, "Old... Mr. Lan said that this time, the "Shangyi" and "Rituals" are copied together."
"Rituals" is the most cumbersome of the twelve chapters of Lan's family instruction. The citations and references are long and smelly, and there are many uncommon words. Copying it once is boring, and copying it ten times can immediately fly. Nie Huaisang said, "He also said that while you are being punished, you are not allowed to hang around with you, and you are not allowed to copy for you."
Wei WuXian wondered, "Whether I copy it or not, how does he know that he can still make people stare at me if I can't copy it."
Jiang Cheng said, "Exactly."
"..." Wei Wuxian said, "What did you say?"
Jiang Cheng said, "He told you not to go out every day, go to the Lan family's library for copying, and pass by the wall for a month. Naturally, there are people staring at you. As for who, I don't need to say more."
Inside the library.
A green seat and a wooden case. Two candlesticks, two people. At one end, he sat upright, while at the other end, Wei Wuxian had already copied more than ten pages of the Book of Rites. He was dizzy and bored.
Back in Yunmeng, there were quite a few girls in the Jiang family who envy him for being able to come and learn with Lan Wangji. They say that the Lan family in Gusu has produced many beautiful men from generation to generation. . Wei WuXian didn't have time to take a closer look at his face before, but now that he did, he thought wildly, "It's pretty good-looking. There's nothing wrong with his appearance and demeanor. I just really want those girls to come and see for themselves, if all day long Ku Daqiu has a deep, cross-brow and cold face, like a concubine in mourning, no matter how good-looking his face is, he can't save this person."
Lan Wangji re-transcribes the ancient books in the Lan family's library, which are very old and inconvenient for outsiders to see. Wei Wuxian couldn't help but blurted out his heartfelt praise, "Nice word! Top grade."
Lan WangJi was unmoved.
Wei WuXian rarely kept his mouth shut for so long, he was panicking, and thought, "This person is so boring, he wants me to sit opposite him for a few hours every day, sit for a month, won't this kill me?"
Thinking of this, he couldn't help leaning forward a little.