The Founder of Diabolism Chapter 65: Yourou No. 14 3

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At this moment, Lan Wangji's gaze was cold, and her right hand suddenly pressed against the dust. Wei Wuxian followed his gaze and looked back. After seeing a shadow of a tree on the roadside behind him, a dark figure stood.

A low voice said: "... Young Master."

Wei Wuxian just smiled so brightly that his smile didn't stop, and said, "Ah? Why are you here? Didn't I let you go play alone?"

The figure under the tree stood up, and the moonlight illuminated a pale and handsome face. Wen Ning said: "I just heard the flute."

Wei Wuxian said: "Flute? Wait, I did play the flute just now. But I didn't mean to call you, I just played."

He pointed to Lan Wangji and said, "Blow it to him."

Wen Ning for a while, and said, "Oh."

He stared at Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian for a while, as if he suddenly realized that his existence was not suitable, and said, "Then, I'll go first."

Lan Wangji said coldly: "Stop."

Wen Ning stopped as soon as he exited. Wei Wuxian said, "What does Lan Zhan tell him to stand still, is he going to settle accounts with him?"

Lan Wangji said, "Let him stay, combat power."

Wen Ning busy said: "Okay."

Lan Wangji said nothing more, took the reins and turned to continue.

Wei Wuxian wobbled on the back of Little Apple and looked back.

Wen Ning kept silent after a distance, but he knew that Wen Ning already followed.

Wei Wuxian said, "It ’s about finding the head, but where do we go next? We do n’t have an arm to show us the way this time."

Lan Wangji said, "You still remember Su Manshan."

Looking at his expression, it is clear that already is ready for Wei Wuxian to answer "don't remember" and then patiently explain. Wei Wuxian said: "Han Guangjun, what do you mean, even if I have a bad memory, it will not be worse than the person I just met last night. Forget it now. Of course, remember that YinYang is strange in Jin Guangyao's secret room Well, what's wrong with him? Is he hated me? "

A pause, he tempted, "Did I was ...?"

Lan Wangji said: "No."

Relaxed, Wei Wuxian said, "Then why is he targeting me so much?"

Lan Wangji said, "It's not for you. It's for Gusu Lan's."

Wei Wuxian said: "Liling and Gusu are not far away. Is there any disagreement between their family and yours? I heard that Liling Su has been in the limelight in recent years, is it so arrogant?"

Although Lan Wangji was holding the rope, he walked very slowly and went along with him, saying: "Fuling Su's is a branch separated from Gusu Lan's."

It turns out that Liling Su's family is a portal for a self-reliance after a survivor from Gusu Lan's family. Because he can't get rid of the family's shadow, his family's secret skills are almost the same as Gusu Lan's. The good rhythm, Si broken barrier sounds, and even the master Su Sushan's first-grade spirit instrument is a seven-stringed guqin similar to Lan Wangji. Lan Wangji ’s piano has the same name as the master, called “Forgetting the Machine”, and Su Wenshan ’s piano also has the same name, called “Compassion”.

Wei Wuxian said a stun, saying: "What is the picture? I think he loves to wear white as you do, does he like you? I learn everything from you."

Not only do you learn everything, but Su Mishan also taboos about this. If anyone dared to reveal in front of him that he felt like the Han family's Han Guangjun, he would immediately turn his face.

Wei Wuxian said, "Where does it look. It doesn't look like it."

He feels that Su Wenshan is not as good as Lan Wangji in white, is not as good as Lan Wangji in white clothes, and is not as good as Lan Wangji in playing the piano. If someone said the two portraits in front of him, Wei Wuxian said, "I will turn my face."

Lan Wangji said, "You've met him."

Wei Wuxian said, "I? I don't have much impression of his face and the name."

In this regard, Lan Wangji has become accustomed to seeing strangeness, saying: "This person's surname is Su, the name is related." At the end, he also added a reminder: "Water line."

Wei Wuxian thought for a while and finally took a photo of a small apple on the neck, saying, "Oh, oh, oh that, the one that fell off what color lake in Caiyi Town, your disciple. ? "

Lan Wangji said: "Good."

Wei Wuxian said: "I don't have much impression on this person. It seems that the energy has always been difficult to see since childhood. A narrow-minded look. What do you mention him for?"

Lan Wangji said: "Gravedigger."

Wei Wuxian rested his cheeks on his head, leaning on the head of the little apple, and stared at Lan Wangji with a crooked head, and said, "What happened to the gravedigger? Why mention him again?"

Lan Wangji looked at him silently, his eyes seemingly blameful. Seeing him this way, Wei Wuxian used his brain and finally reacted.

As a foreign student who is separated from Aristocratic Family, how can it be so easy to establish a foothold in Xuanmen and set up his own family in just ten years, which is quite high-profile and publicity. There must be some support behind this. And to see Su Wenshan's obvious tone on Jin Lintai toward Jin Guangyao, this one must be one of his capable staff.

The gravedigger in the Liyang Chang's cemetery is familiar with Gusu Lan's swordsmanship, and Su Wenshan is a native of the Lan family, and meets this condition.

Wei Wuxian said: "I'm confused! Yes, this Su Xunshan must be the gravedigger. Han Guangjun, you are so wise, let's go to Fuling to see if we can Can't find a clue. "

Lan Wangji said, "What were you thinking just now."

Wei Wuxian said without shame: "I didn't think of anything!"

This is honest. He just patronized Lan Wangji's face just now. How can he think about it?

But Lan Wangji clearly didn't believe it, shook his head, held the little apple's rope, and continued to move forward.

The two walked in the direction of Fuling. In the past few days, because of the need to avoid the investigation of various families and checkpoints, I have always followed remote rural paths. Gags along the way and occasionally talk about business. Wei Wuxian was lazy and couldn't get up. He just kept talking, as if to pay off what he hadn't said enough for 13 years. Although Lan Wangji is short and concise, he must answer questions. Walking away is giving the illusion that this is a journey.

One evening, Wei Wuxian said, "I am thirsty."

There is a farmhouse not far away. The outer courtyard is surrounded by a fence, and there is an inner courtyard surrounded by earth walls. Lan Wangji said, "Borrow water."

The two walked into the fence and walked to the door of the farmhouse. The wooden door next to the New Year's picture is open. Wei Wuxian froze for a while and didn't dare to go in. Lan Wangji said, "No dog."

Wei Wuxian stepped into the door immediately.

Screamed a few times, the owner was not there, the chicks were all over the ground. A tall straw haystack was piled beside the earth wall, and a rake was inserted. In the center of the yard is a handmade wooden table with a pot of unpeeled beans on the table.

There is a well next to the table. Wei Wuxian walked over and was about to put down the barrel. Footsteps came from outside the wall. One after the other, it's time for the owner to come home.

I did n’t have to make a fuss at all. I just admitted that I was thirsty at the crossing, but Wei Wuxian did a lot of bad things. .

Thanks to Lan Wangji's calmness and calmness, he didn't get the sudden sound of him. He apparently didn't understand why he was hiding, and Wei Wuxian suddenly thought, "Yeah, why do we hide? Villagers in this rural area won't recognize us. Even if the blood mold is recognized, they can't get it How are we? "

However, with this flutter, he overwhelmed the entire person of Lan Wangji on the soft straw pile. This semi-compulsive posture made him feel a strange sense of excitement, and he would never get up. Pretending to raise his index finger deeply, signaled that Lan Wangji should not speak. Seeing this, Lan Wangji was still intact.

Wei Wuxian lies comfortably on his body, and is an indescribable ecstasy.

There was a sound of pushing a wooden stool in the yard. The two farmers' owners seemed to be sitting down at a small wooden table. A female voice: "Brother, hold me."

After hearing this "second brother", Lan Wangji stunned slightly, and Wei Wuxian blinked his left eye with a smile on Lan Wangji. Coincidentally, one owner of this farmhouse turned out to be a "second brother"!

Lan Wangji turned his head. Wei Wuxian was so frightened that he couldn't wait to lie down in his ears, and he shouted "Blue Brother" more than ten or two times, and he had to be unavoidable.

At this time, a male voice said: "You just peel the beans."

It looks like this is a young couple. The wife is preparing dinner, while the husband is holding the sleeping child.

The young wife laughed, "You, you won't hug me. I'll wake him up later, but I don't want me to coax."

The young husband said, "He is crazy and tired today. He can't wake up now."

The young wife's hands peeled away and said, "Second brother, you need to discipline Abao well, you know? He is only four years old. He loves to be so noisy and so bully, until he grows up. , That's okay. "

Lan Wangji calmly allowed him to press himself. Wei Wuxian also pretended to be forced to lie on him with peace of mind. Looking up, I suddenly saw a straw falling on Lan Wangji's black hair, and suddenly reached out to help him remove it.

My husband said, "Abao is not trying to bully people."

The young wife complained: "I still said no. The girl was tearful several times, crying and crying several times, and don't ignore him anymore."

My husband said, "But I still take care of it every time. Don't you know? If a boy always bullies someone, it means ... he likes this person in his heart!"

Hearing this sentence, Wei Wuxian's hand grabbed Lan Wangji's chest clothes all at once.

The young wife blamed, "So bad!"

The young husband said, "And if the person bullied by him always cries and ignores him, but still plays with him, it means that she too ..."

The young wife whispered softly, "Don't say it!"

Pause, she said, "At that time, you always grab my mountain chicken, pull my braids, show me bugs, have to ask me to play dirty mud. I ... I was I hate you. "

My husband said, "What about now?"

My wife said, "... I hate you."

The husband said: "You don't hate me. You hate me, why would you marry me?"

Wei Wuxian has a ghost in his heart, and his entire face is almost buried in Lan Wangji's chest.

Grimly glanced at Lan Wangji's face, and it turned out to be a cloud of light and light, staring intently at the sunset on the horizon.

At this moment, the young child who seemed to be held by the little husband woke up and muttered milkily, the couple and the couple quickly teased him together.

After a while of teasing, the child fell asleep again, the young wife said, "Second Brother, I told you just now that I want you to discipline Abao, not only because of this, but also because of the recent unevenness. Don't play everywhere, come back early every day. "

My husband said, "I know. Is it because the old graves near the village have been dug these days?"

The young wife said, "I heard that it ’s not just our village, but people in the city, there are a lot of ancestral tombs. It ’s so evil, Abao is better to play at home, don't always It's out. "

My husband said, "Well. It would be awful if you meet that ancestor of Yiling."

Wei Wuxian: "..."

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