Forget envy-III

The day after meeting Luo Qingyang and his wife, the two came to a small town in Guangling.

Wei Wuxian raised his hand and put it between his brows. Seeing the fluttering wine sign in front of him, he said, "Let's rest in front."

Lan Wangji nodded, and the two walked side by side.

After that night at the Yunmeng Guanyin Temple, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji went on a hunting trip with Little Apple. They still "come out whenever there is chaos". When they heard that evil spirits were causing trouble and intruding people's livelihood somewhere, they would Go to visit, raise your hand to solve the problem, and take a sightseeing tour to appreciate the local customs and customs. For three months like this, I closed my ears to the affairs of the immortal sect, so I couldn't be free and at ease.

After entering the restaurant and sitting at an unobtrusive corner table, the waiter came up to greet them. Looking at their appearance and bearing, seeing the sword on Lan Wangji's waist, and the flute on Wei Wuxian's waist, he couldn't help but feel drawn to them. Connected with two people who have been making a lot of noise during this period. But after looking hard for a while, I found that the guest in white was indeed not wearing the Gusu Lan Sect's forehead wiper, so I couldn't be sure.

Wei Wuxian ordered wine, while Lan Wangji ordered a few dishes. Wei Wuxian listened to his deep voice announcing the names of the dishes. He propped up his cheek with one hand, and put his other hand under the table. His fingers were wrapped around a snow-white forehead, with a smile on his face. After the guy got off, he said, "Can you eat all these spicy dishes?"

Lan Wangji picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and said quietly: "Sit down."

Wei WuXian said, "There is no tea in the cup."

"..." Lan Wangji filled the tea cup and brought it to his lips again.

After a while, he said again: "...sit tight."

Wei WuXian said, "Isn't my sitting position good? I didn't put my legs on the table like before."

After holding back for a moment, Lan Wangji said, "Then don't put it anywhere else."

Wei Wuxian said in confusion, "Where did I put it?"

Lan Wangji: "…"

Wei WuXian said, "Second Young Master Lan has so many demands. How about you teach me how to sit?"

Lan Wangji put down his tea cup, looked at him, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to get up and teach him a lesson, when the table in the lobby suddenly burst into laughter.

One person at the table gloated: "I knew that Jin Guangyao would be defeated sooner or later with this plan! I have been waiting for this day for a long time, and finally I was exposed, hum! It is true that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the way of heaven is reincarnation!"

At first glance, Wei Wuxian felt very friendly. The tone and content of this man's scolding were very familiar. It was just a different target. He couldn't help but listen attentively. A monk held chopsticks and pointed at Jiang Shan: "Sure enough, what has been said throughout the ages is correct! These people above, the more glamorous they appear on the surface, the more filthy they are behind the scenes!"

"That's right, there is no one who is good or respectable, and who doesn't just come out and show off to others."

One person drank a sip of wine and ate meat. As he ate, he spat and said, "Speaking of which, Sisi was also a famous Goulan celebrity back then. He is so old that I didn't even recognize him. It's so damn off-putting, Jin Guangshan." This death is quite miserable, hahahahaha..."

"It's a shame that Jin Guangyao could think of such a way to kill his father. Perfect match. Perfect!"

"I'm just wondering, why didn't Jin Guangyao kill that old prostitute? Witnesses should be silenced. Isn't he stupid?"

"How do you know he is stupid? He is Jin Guangshan's son, and maybe he is also a romantic seed. Maybe he has special tastes and has that kind of... hehe, what's the ulterior relationship with Sisi?"

"Hehe, although I think so too, isn't it still rumored that Jin Guangyao committed adultery with his own sister and frightened himself into developing a hidden disease? Even if he had the intention, he was powerless, hahaha..."

These rumors and phrases are extremely familiar. Wei Wuxian recalled that countless people had spread rumors that he had kidnapped thousands of virgins in the Demon Cave of Mass Graves and had sex day and night just to practice evil skills. It was inexplicably funny, and he thought to himself: "Well, it's better to say that it's better to spread rumors like this than mine. It's Jin Guangyao's kind of strength."

The words that followed became more and more unpleasant, and Lan Wangji's brows also furrowed. Fortunately, there were normal people at the table who couldn't listen anymore. One person whispered: "Keep your voice down...it's nothing." nice words."

The people who were laughing said nonchalantly: "What are you afraid of? No one here knows us."

"That's right! Besides, what if I'm heard? You don't care what people say and fart when you care about heaven and earth?"

"Do you think the current Lanling Jin Sect is still the original Lanling Jin Sect? Can you control what others say? Are you capable of being as arrogant as before? If you don't want to hear it, hold it back!"

One person changed the subject: "Okay, okay, let's keep talking about what to do, eat food and eat food. No matter how Jin Guangyao made trouble when he was alive, he can only be trapped in a coffin and fight with Nie Mingjue now."

"I'm so disgusted by what I saw. My enemy is extremely jealous when he meets him. Nie Mingjue's bones have to be torn apart by Nie Mingjue."

"No! I went to the coffin sealing ceremony, and there was so much resentment around the coffin that not even a blade of grass grew in a square mile! I doubt that the coffin can really seal them for a hundred years?"

"Whether it can be sealed or not, you don't have to worry about it. It's a headache for those families. Anyway, the Lanling Jin Sect is finished. It has completely changed."

"However, during the coffin sealing ceremony, Lord Zewu looked so bad."

"Isn't it terrible? The coffin contains his two adopted brothers. The younger generation in the family has been running around with a vicious corpse all day long, and the corpse needs to be rescued during night hunting! No wonder he has been in seclusion all day. Lan Wangji If I don't go back, I think Lan Qiren will be scolded..."

Lan Wangji: "…"

Wei Wuxian chuckled. The discussion continued: "Speaking of which, this coffin sealing ceremony really impressed me. Nie Huaisang actually did a good job? When he took the initiative to ask for the coffin, I thought he was definitely going to mess it up. After all, I don't know what to ask."

"Me too! Who knew he was actually as good at hosting as Lan Qiren."

Hearing their surprises, Wei Wuxian thought to himself, what is this? In the next few decades, maybe the head of the Nie family in Qinghe will gradually start to show his talents and continue to bring more surprises to the world.

The food was served, and so was the wine. Wei Wuxian filled a cup and drank it slowly.

Suddenly, he heard a young man's voice: "Is the Yin Tiger Talisman in that coffin?"

There was a sudden silence in the wine shop, and for a moment, someone said: "Who knows, maybe he is here. If Jin Guangyao doesn't put the Yin Tiger Talisman on his body, where else can he put it?"

"But I can't say for sure. Doesn't it mean that the Yin Tiger Talisman is just a piece of scrap metal now? It's no longer useful."

The young man sat at a table alone, holding a sword in his arms, and said, "Is that coffin really strong enough? What if someone wants to see if the Yin Tiger Talisman is inside?"

Immediately someone shouted: "Who dares!"

"The Nie family of Qinghe, the Lan family of Gusu, and the Jiang family of Yunmeng all sent people to guard the cemetery. No one has the heart of a bear or the courage of a leopard."

Everyone agreed. The young man stopped talking and took a sip from the tea bowl on the table. He seemed to have given up the idea. However, his eyes did not change.

Wei Wuxian had seen this look on many people's faces. And he knew it wouldn't be the last time he saw it.

After leaving the wine shop, Wei Wuxian sat on Little Apple, while Lan Wangji walked in front holding the rope.

Riding the little flower donkey swayingly, Wei Wuxian took out the flute from his waist and brought it to his lips. The sound of the clear flute flew across the sky like a bird, and Lan Wangji paused and listened silently.

It was the song he sang to Wei Wuxian when he was trapped at the bottom of the Xuanwu Cave.

It was also the tune that Wei Wuxian played at Dafan Mountain by some strange coincidence after he was reborn, allowing Lan Wangji to confirm his identity.

At the end of the song, Wei Wuxian blinked his left eye at Lan Wangji and said, "How is it? I played well, didn't I?"

Lan Wangji nodded slowly and said, "It's rare."

Wei Wuxian knew that "rare" meant that it was rare for him to have a good memory. He couldn't help but laugh: "Don't be angry about this all the time. I was the one who was wrong before, wasn't it? Besides, I have a bad memory. My mother should be blamed for this." ."

Lan Wangji said: "Why."

Wei Wuxian put his arm on Little Apple's donkey head, Chen Qing was spinning in his hands, and said: "My mother said, you should remember the kindness others have done to you, and don't remember the kindness you have done to others. Good. People should not hold so many things in their hearts, only then will they be happy and comfortable."

This is also one of the few things he can remember about his parents.

His thoughts wandered for a moment before Wei Wuxian pulled him back. Seeing Lan Wangji looking at him intently, he said, "My mother also said..."

Hearing that he hesitated to speak the second half of the sentence, Lan Wangji asked, "What did you say?"

Wei Wuxian raised his fingers at him with a solemn expression, and Lan Wangji walked closer. Wei Wuxian leaned down and whispered in his ear: "...Tell me you are already mine."

Lan Wangji's eyebrows moved slightly, and just as he was about to open his lips, Wei Wuxian rushed to say, "Shameless, immoral, boring, frivolous, and talking nonsense again, right? Okay, I'll tell you. Come on, come on. It's just a few words, it's really the same as before. I'm yours too, let's make it even, okay?"

Lan Wangji can never compare to Wei Wuxian in his ability to speak quickly. He said quietly: "You can do whatever you say."

Wei Wuxian pulled the reins of the little flower donkey and said, "But seriously, I have given this piece more than eighty names, and you are not satisfied with any of them?"

Lan Wangji said firmly: "No."

Wei WuXian said, "Why is this? I think it's good to call Lan Zhan Wei Ying a love song."

Lan Wangji remained silent. Wei Wuxian rambled nonsense again: "Perhaps Hanguang Yiling Tiantian Song is also very good. It sounds like a story once you hear it..."

Lan Wangji seemed to not want to hear any new names anymore, and said, "Yes."

Wei Wuxian asked, "What's there?"

Lan Wangji said: "Name."

Wei WuXian was surprised: "Yes? If so, you should have told me what it is called. Then you still haven't told me, causing me to think of a name for you for so long, wasting my intelligence."

After a moment of silence, Lan Wangji said: "'Wangxian'."

Wei WuXian said, "Huh?"

Lan Wangji said: "The title of the song is "Wangxian"."

Wei Wuxian opened his eyes wide.

After a moment, he laughed and said: "Hahahahahahahahahaha no wonder you have been unwilling to tell me. It turns out that you picked such a name secretly, and your intentions are obvious. Okay, Lan Zhan, when did you pick it up? Hahahahahahahahahaha …"

Lan Wangji seemed to have expected Wei Wuxian's reaction. Seeing him leaning forward and back on Little Apple's back, he could only shake his head slightly. His expression seemed helpless, but the corners of his lips were slightly curved silently, and his eyes were There are also hazy ripples spreading out.

He raised his hand to hold Wei Wuxian's waist to prevent him from falling off the donkey's back. After finally laughing enough, Wei Wuxian said seriously: ""Forget Xian", very good, great! I like it. Yes, that's what it should be called."

Lan Wangji said expressionlessly: "I like it too."

Wei WuXian said: "It sounds very elegant and upright, very Gusu Lan clan. I think it can be directly included in your music score collection, requiring all Gusu Lan clan disciples to practice this music. If they ask, Lord Hanguang, What's the name of the song? You can tell them how this song came about."

Hearing him start talking nonsense again, Lan Wangji directly picked up the little apple carrying Wei Wuxian, held the thin rope tightly in his hand, and continued walking forward. Wei Wuxian was still talking: "Where should we go next? It's been a while since the Emperor smiled. How about we go back to Gusu and visit Caiyi Town first?"

Lan Wangji said: "Okay."

Wei WuXian said, "It's been so many years. Isn't it time that the Shui Xingyuan there has been cleaned up? If your uncle can barely see me, you can hide me in your room with those jars of wine; if he can't, As for me, let's go check on Wen Ning, it sounds like he, Sizhui and the others had a good time hunting at night."

Lan Wangji said: "Yeah."

Wei WuXian said: "But I heard that the Gusu Lan Sect's family rules have been revised again? I asked you, can you still write on the disciplinary stone in front of the mountain in front of your house..."

The breeze blew slowly, and their clothes rippled like spring water.

Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Wangji's back against the wind, narrowed his eyes, crossed his legs, and was surprised to find that he could actually stay on Little Apple's back with such a strange posture.

This was just a boring little thing, but he seemed to have discovered something new and interesting. He was eager to share it with Lan Wangji and shouted: "Lan Zhan, look at me, look at me!"

Just like before, Wei Wuxian smiled and called him, and he looked over.

From then on, I could no longer take my eyes away.