Yangyang-II

When the immortals of aristocratic families go hunting at night, they often cheer in front of them and are surrounded by people behind them, making a great display of pomp and pageantry. But Lan Wangji likes to be a solitary person, and this arm is weird and weird. If he is not careful, it may harm others. So he did not bring any family members or other disciples with him, but only Wei Wuxian, and he also kept an eye on him. Staring more and more closely.

Wei Wuxian originally wanted to find an opportunity to escape when he went down the mountain to explore, but he tried to escape many times on the way, and always ended up being carried back by Lan Wangji holding his clothes by the collar with one hand. He changed his strategy and tried his best to cling to Lan Wangji's body, especially at night. He climbed onto Lan Wangji's bed without hesitation, hoping that Lan Wangji would be so disgusted that he couldn't bear it and quickly slash him away with a sword. But let him go crazy from east to west, north and south, but Lan Wangji remained unmoved. As soon as Wei Wuxian got into his bed, he gently slapped Wei Wuxian until his whole body stiffened, then tucked Wei Wuxian into another bed, and put him into a proper sleeping position until dawn. Wei Wuxian suffered several losses. When he woke up, his back was sore and his legs were weak and he was complaining. He couldn't help but think to himself: "This man has grown up, and he is much less interesting than before. He used to know that he was ashamed of teasing him, and he was so embarrassed. It's funny. But now, not only have the eight winds been immovable, but they have also learned to fight back, which is really unreasonable!"

Following the guidance of the left hand, the two of them headed northwest. The song "Rest in Peace" is played together every day to temporarily alleviate its anger and murderous intent. Walking near the Qinghe area, the guiding posture of this arm that had been maintained for a long time suddenly changed. He retracted his index finger and formed a fist with his five fingers.

This means that the thing guided by this hand is nearby.

As they walked and visited, they came to a small town in Qinghe. It was daytime, and the streets were very lively with people coming and going. Wei Wuxian kicked and followed Lan Wangji, and suddenly a pungent scent of powder came to his face.

Being used to smelling the light sandalwood on Lan Wangji's body, Wei Wuxian was stung by the smell and blurted out: "What are you selling? This smell."

The aroma came from a quack who was wearing a Taoist robe and whose face was full of deception. He was carrying a box on his back and selling some gadgets to passers-by. When people came to ask, he said happily: "We sell everything! Rouge and gouache are of high quality and low price. Do you want to see it, sir?"

Wei Wuxian: "Okay, let's take a look."

The doctor said: "Bring it to the wife at home?"

Wei Wuxian smiled: "I'll use it myself."

"..." The doctor's smile froze, and he thought to himself: "Are you using me for entertainment?!"

Before the attack happened, another young man turned back and said expressionlessly: "If you don't buy it, don't make trouble."

This man is extremely handsome and elegant. He is dressed in white and his forehead is covered with snow. His eyes are light and he has a long sword hanging from his waist. This doctor was a fake Taoist priest who had only a little knowledge of the Xuanmen family. He recognized the family crest of the Gusu Lan family and did not dare to make any mistakes. He quickly packed the box and ran forward. Wei Wuxian said, "Why are you running away? I really want to buy it!"

Lan Wangji asked, "Do you have the money to buy it?"

Wei Wuxian said, "If you don't have any money, give it to me." He put his hand into his arms. He didn't expect to take out anything, but after three clicks, he actually took out a small, delicate and heavy money bag.

This was not something Lan Wangji would bring with him at all, but these days, there were more than one or two things about Lan Wangji that made him unbelievable. Wei Wuxian was not surprised, so he took the money bag and left. . Sure enough, Lan Wangji let him take it and leave it without any dissatisfaction. If he hadn't known a little bit about Lan Wangji's character and self-righteousness, and Hanguang Jun's reputation had always been frighteningly good, he would have almost doubted whether Lan Wangji and Mo Xuanyu had some kind of conflict. It's still confusing.

Otherwise, why can he still endure it after he has reached this point? !

After walking for a while, Wei Wuxian accidentally looked back and saw that Lan Wangji was far behind him and was still standing there, looking at him.

Wei Wuxian's steps involuntarily slowed down.

For some reason, he vaguely felt that he shouldn't have walked so fast, leaving Lan Wangji behind.

At this time, someone on the side shouted: "Ancestor Yiling, one for five coins, three for ten coins!"

Wei Wuxian: "Who?!"

He quickly went to see who was selling him out, but it was the fake Taoist priest just now. He put away the low-quality rouge powder, and instead took a stack of stickers with the ominous Simon God, and babbled: "Five cents a piece, ten cents and three. If you can't buy it at this price, you will suffer a loss and you won't be fooled! Three are good. One for the door and one for the door. In the hall, the last one is posted on the bedside. The evil spirit is strong and the evil spirit is strong. Use evil to fight evil and poison to fight poison. Make sure that no monsters or monsters dare to get close!"

Wei WuXian said: "The cowhide is so good! It's so good that you sell it for five cents each?!"

The doctor said: "Why is it you again? Just buy it or leave. If you want to buy this for fifty cents each, I am willing."

Wei Wuxian flipped through the stack of "Statue of Yiling Ancestor Suppressing Evil", and he really couldn't accept that the green-faced, fanged, protruding, muscular man in the painting was him.

He argued with reason: "Wei Wuxian is a handsome man who is famous far and wide. What is this that you drew?! Don't draw it if you haven't seen the real person. It will mislead others."

Just as the doctor was about to speak, Wei Wuxian suddenly felt the wind coming from behind and ducked away.

He managed to escape, but the charlatan was thrown out and knocked down the windmill stalls of other people on the street. He was helping others to pick them up, and everyone was in a hurry. The doctor was about to scold him, but when he saw that the one kicking him was a young master with glittering gold all over his body, he was either rich or noble, his momentum dropped by half; when he looked again, he saw that the man's chest was embroidered with Venus, Snow, and White Peonies, and he was completely out of breath. But he was unwilling to be kicked for no reason, so he said weakly: "Why did you kick me?"

The young master was Jin Ling. He folded his hands and said coldly: "Kick you? Anyone who dares to mention the words 'Wei Wuxian' in front of me. If I don't kill him, he should kneel down and be grateful. You You still yell at the street ghosts. You are looking for death!"

Wei Wuxian didn't expect Jin Ling to show up here, let alone that he would behave so domineeringly. He thought to himself, "I don't know what's going on with this kid's temper. He has a violent temper, is arrogant, willful, and arrogant. His uncle I have learned all the bad things about my father, but not a little bit about the good things about my mother. If I don't beat him hard, I will suffer a big loss sooner or later." Seeing that Jin Ling didn't seem to be angry enough, he took two steps closer to the man on the ground, He interrupted: "Jin Ling!"

The doctor didn't dare to say anything, his eyes were full of gratitude. As expected, Jin Ling turned to Wei Wuxian and said contemptuously, "You haven't escaped yet? That's fine."

Wei WuXian smiled and said, "Oh, I really don't know who it was that was pinned to the ground and couldn't get up last time. Who was it?"

Jin Ling sneered and blew a short whistle. Wei Wuxian didn't understand what he meant at first, but a moment later, a sound of heavy animal breathing suddenly came from the distance.

He turned around and saw a black-maned spirit dog half as tall as a man coming out of the corner and running straight towards him. The screams on the long street got closer and louder: "The evil dog is biting!"

Wei Wuxian's expression suddenly changed and he ran away.

It is shameful to say that the ancestor of Yiling falsely claimed to be invincible, but in fact he was afraid of dogs. There was nothing he could do about it. When he was not picked up by Jiang Fengmian when he was a child, he was raised in the wild and often snatched food from the mouths of vicious dogs. After several bites and chases, he suffered a lot, and gradually he became deathly afraid of dogs, big and small. Jiang Cheng often laughed at him for this. Not only is it embarrassing to say this, but not many people will believe it, so it is not widely spread. Wei Wuxian was almost out of his wits, when he suddenly saw a tall white figure in his eyes, and he shouted heartbreakingly: "Lan Zhan, save me!"

Jin Ling chased him here, and when he saw Lan Wangji, he was shocked: "Why is this lunatic with him again?!" Lan Wangji was a serious man, serious in speech, and even many ordinary people in the immortal sect were worried when they saw him. Sorry, let alone these juniors. Its intimidation power is even worse than that of Lan Qiren back then. The dog had been strictly trained, was not of extraordinary quality, and was very spiritual. It seemed to know that it should not act wild in front of this person, so it howled a few times, tucked its tail between its legs, and hid behind Jin Ling.

This black-maned spirit dog is a rare breed given to Jin Ling by Jin Guangyao. Ordinary people would never dare to neglect it if they heard that it was given by Lianfang Zun. However, Lan Wangji was not an ordinary person. He doesn't care who gives the gift, who controls the dog, or how to treat it, and he will punish it severely. When Jin Ling was caught chasing people in the street with his dog, his heart went cold and he thought to himself: "I'm dead. He must kill my hard-trained spiritual dog and teach me a lesson!"

Unexpectedly, Wei Wuxian dived under Lan Wangji's arm and got behind him. He wished he could climb up and up the tall pole of Lan Wangji's body. Lan Wangji seemed to freeze as his hands circled him. Taking this opportunity, Jin Ling whistled twice more and fled with his black-maned spirit dog.

The doctor on the ground struggled to stand up, and said with lingering fear: "The world is declining, and the children of today's aristocratic families are really amazing! How amazing!"

When Wei Wuxian heard the dog barking and fled away, he also walked out from behind Lan Wangji. He raised his hands and agreed as if nothing had happened, "Yes, the world is declining, and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be."

The doctor now saw him as if he were a savior, and he kept echoing his words. To show his gratitude, he threw the stack of "Yiling Ancestors Suppressing Evil Pictures" into Wei Wuxian's hands like a hot potato: "Brother, thank you very much just now! Use this as a thank you gift. If you sell it at a discount, three cents a piece, you can sell it for a total of three hundred."

Lan Wangji glanced at the strong man with a green face and fangs in the portrait and declined to comment. Wei Wuxian saw that his price was getting lower and lower, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "Is this a thank you gift? I really want to thank you, please make him look better for me!... Stop, don't leave, I have something to ask. You are here Buying and selling, have you ever heard anything strange? Or seen any visions?"

The doctor said: "Strange thing? You asked me the right question. I am stationed here all year round, and I am known as Qinghe Baixiaosheng. What kind of strange thing is it?"

Wei WuXian said, "For example, there are demons causing trouble, strange cases of dismemberment, and tragic events like family annihilation."

The doctor said: "There is no place here, but if you go five or six miles ahead, there is a mountain called Xinglu Ridge. I advise you not to go."

Wei Wuxian asked, "How do you say that?"

The doctor said: "This Xinglu Ridge has another nickname called 'Man-eating Ridge'. What do you say?"