The Founder of Diabolism: 11 | Yasao fourth
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Lan's Fairy House is located in a deep mountain outside Gusu City.
In the scattered waterside gardens, there are mountains and lakes covering the long white wall of Daiwa all the year round. It is like being in the sea of wonderland. The fog was suffused in the early morning and the morning light was dim. It goes well with its name-"Yunshen doesn't know the place".
The mountain is quiet and the heart is as quiet as water. There were only bells from the tall buildings. Although it is not Galan, it has a lonely cold mountain meditation.
But this Zen feeling was suddenly cut by a long wailing cry, which made many children and students who were reading and practicing swords in the morning a puppet, and couldn't help looking at the mountain gate where the voice came.
Wei Wuxian was holding a flower donkey in front of the mountain and crying, Lan Jingyi said, "What are you crying! You said that you like Han Guangjun. Now I have brought you back, what are you talking about!"
Wei Wuxian frowned.
After a night at Dafanshan, he had no chance to re-invite Wen Ning, nor did he have the opportunity to explore why Wen Ning lost his mind, let alone why he would return to life, and was brought back by Lan Wangji.
When he was a teenager, he was sent to the Lan family for three months to study with the children of other families. He was still worried about the more than 3,000 family rules in his house that were full of training stones. Only then were they dragged up and down the mountain. After passing by Shibi, a thousand more, and now there are more than four thousand. four thousand!
Lan Jingyi said, "Okay! Don't make a noise, Yun Shen doesn't know that noise is prohibited anywhere!"
Correct is so loud because he doesn't want to go into Yunshen!
It will be difficult to drag in and come out again. In those years of schooling, the children of each family handed out a passable jade card, and they could only enter and leave freely when they were on their bodies, otherwise they would not be able to cross the barrier of Yunshen. More than ten years have passed, and defensiveness will only be stricter, not looser.
Lan Wangji stood before the gate of the mountain and turned a deaf ear. Wait for Wei Wuxian's voice to go down a little and say, "Make him cry. Crying tired, drag in."
Wei Wuxian hugged the little flower donkey, crying even more sadly, hitting his head with the donkey.
Bitter! I thought I had been whipped by the purple electricity, and I should have washed away all my doubts. He fluttered for a while, and with this mouth never taunting and making fun of laughs, he was disgusted with the words of Lan Wangji. Come the routine. What is the reason for this, can it not be a different year, his cultivation is so high, but his mind has become narrower?
Wi Wuxian said: "I like men, so many beautiful men in your family, I'm afraid I can't hold it."
Lan Sichai explained to him: "Mo Young Master, Han Guangjun brought you back for your own good. If you do not follow us, Jiang Zongzhu will not give up. He has been arrested for so many years. The number of tortured at the Lotus Dock in the Huijiang family is numerous, and no one has ever been released. "
Lan Jingyi said: "That's right. You haven't seen Jiang Zong's methods? It's very spicy ..." Speaking of this, he thought of the "unspeakable right and wrong behind", and glanced at Lan Wang. Seeing that Han Guangjun had no intention of punishment, he boldly muttered: "I blame the errant wind Evil Qi brought by the ancestors of Yiling. There are too many people who learn to play that set and do not practice seriously. This Jiang Zongzhu was suspicious again. Did he catch all of it and did he finish it? Do n’t look at it, just like you, the flute blows into that virtue ... ”
This "huh" is worth a thousand words. Wei Wuxian felt it necessary to justify: "This, in fact, maybe you don't believe it, I usually play the flute ..."
Before the excuse, from the gate, there are several white repairers.
These people are wearing blue school uniforms, all of them are snow-clad and gently flowing. The head of the body is long and erect, and in addition to the sabre at the waist, a tube of white □□ hangs. Seeing it, Lan Wang slightly bowed his head and saluted him. He returned to Wei Wuxian and smiled: "Forget the machine and never bring guests to your house, is this?"
This man and Lan Wangji stand opposite each other, just like looking in a mirror. It's just that Lan Wangji's pupils are very light and light like glass, but his eyes are darker and gentler.
Correct is the owner of the Su Lan family, and the blue prince of Zewu.
One of them, Su Sulan, has always been recognized as a beautiful family. This generation's double widows are exceptional. Although the two brothers are not twins, they have similar appearances and it is difficult to distinguish between them. However, one color, two styles. Lan Xichen is gentle and elegant, and the models are gentle, but Lan Wangji is too indifferent and serious, and it is amiable to reject people thousands of miles away. Therefore, in the ranking of Xianmen Aristocratic Family Young Master, the former is the first, and the latter is the second.
Lan Xichen deserved to be the master of a case. When he saw Wei Wuxian holding a flower donkey, he did not show a semi-natural look. Wei Wuxian let go of the donkey with a smile on his face and greeted him. Gu Su Lan's great respect for the young and the young, as long as he talks nonsense to Lan Xichen, he will be beaten by the Lan family's mess. Who knew that when he was about to show his skills, Lan Wangji glanced at him, and his two lips could not be separated.
Lan Wangji turned back and continued a serious dialogue with Lan Xichen: "But my brother wants to see Gong Fangzun again?"
Head of Lan Xichen: "Let's discuss Jin Lintai's next meeting."
Wei Wuxian opened his mouth and returned to the flower donkey.
Gong Fangzun is the current Lanling Jin family owner Jin Guangyao, the only illegitimate son admitted by Jin Guangshan, Jin Ling ’s uncle, Jin Ling ’s father, Jin Xuan ’s half-brother—also his current identity. Xuan Yu's half-brother. They are also illegitimate children, but they are different. Mo Xuanyu ate leftovers from sleeping floor tiles in Mojiazhuang, while Jin Guangyao sat in the highest position in the cultivation world, calling for the wind and rain. However, it is no wonder that Jin Lan and the two owners are very close friends, after all, they are brothers of righteousness.
Lan Xichen said: "The last thing you brought back from Mojiazhuang, my uncle took it."
After hearing the words "Mo Jiazhuang", Wei Wuxian didn't notice it, but he felt a point on his upper and lower lips. Lan Xichen released his moratorium and said to Lan Wangji: "It's rare that you bring someone back , So happy. We must treat our guests well, not so.
Happy? Wei Wuxian took a closer look at Lan Wangji's face.
How do you look happy? !!
After watching Lan Xichen's departure, Lan Wangji said, "Drag in."
Wei Wuxian was dragged alive into this place where he vowed never to set foot in this life.
The Lan family used to come from the Wang celebrity. They never had guests like him. The juniors cuddled and hugged him. They all felt fresh and fun. If not for the strict rules of the house, they would be full of hip hop. ll. Lan Jingyi said: "Han Guangjun, where do you drag it?"
Lan Wangji said: "Quiet room."
"... Quiet room?!"
Wei Wuxian was unknown. The others looked at each other and did not dare to speak.
That's the study and bedroom that Han Guangjun never let other people in and out ...
The furnishings in the quiet room are very simple and there is nothing extra. The flowing clouds drawn by gongbi on the folding screen slowly float and change, and a piano table runs across the screen. In the corner of the three-foot incense table, a carved blank jade incense spit out light smoke, and the room was filled with the lingering sandalwood flavor.
Lan Wangji went to see his uncle to discuss the matter, and Wei Wuxian was taken in. Lan Wang walked forward and Wei Wuxian stepped out. Unexpectedly, a small circle shook around Yunshen. Unsurprisingly, without the passing jade, even if it was turned over a few feet high white wall, it would be immediately bounced off by the enchantment and quickly attracted the nearby patrolers.
Wei Wuxian had to go back to the quiet room.
He will not be in a hurry when he encounters anything. He will pace back and forth in the quiet room, believing that sooner or later there will be a countermeasure. The heart-pleasing sandalwood scent is cold and indifferent, although it is not lingering, it has its own moving parts. He idled and wondered: "Lan Zhan has this taste. He wanted to come here to practice the piano and sit quietly, and the aroma got on his clothes."
Thinking about it, I couldn't help leaning closer to the incense in the corner. On this back, I felt that a wooden board under my feet was significantly different from other places. Wei Wuxian was surprised, and his possession began to strike. During his lifetime, he had done too much to dig a grave and find a hole in the ground. It took him a while to turn up a board.
I found a hidden secret place in Lan Wangji's room. Wei Wuxian was surprised by this incident alone. He was even more surprised when he saw what was hidden inside.
After the wooden board is turned up, another mellow fragrance originally mixed in sandalwood is permeated, and seven or eight small black pitchers are squeezed in a small square cellar.
This Lan Wangji has really changed, and even the wine is hidden!
Yunshen didn't know how to ban alcohol. Because of this, the first time they met, they had a small fight. Lan Wangji also overturned an altar of "Tianzixiao" that he brought from Gusu City under the mountain. .
After returning to Yunmeng from Gusu, Wei Wuxian never had the opportunity to drink the "Tianzixiao" brewed by this Gusu master. He remembered for a lifetime that he always had the opportunity to come back to taste, but he never to make. And the wine hidden here does not need to be opened to taste. As soon as he smells the wine, he knows that Correct is "tianzixiao". Unexpectedly, Lan Wangji, such a person who adheres to the rules and does not stick to alcohol, will one day be discovered by him to dig a hole in his house to hold wine, which is really a good reincarnation of Heavenly Dao.
Wei Wuxian sighed as he finished drinking. He had a great drink and a heavy addiction. After thinking about it, Lan Wangji owed him a smile of emperor. After so many years of having to collect some interest, he drank again. Is drinking to rise, suddenly a flash of light. How difficult is it to pass jade cards? Yun Shen didn't know that there was a cold spring in the territory. It had many wonderful effects for his boyfriend's practice. It was said that there were wonderful effects such as meditation and innocence, and the elimination of evil fire. He had to take off his clothes when he went to Lengquan. He took off all his clothes, and could he still poke that jade card with his mouth?
Wei Wuxian clapped his hands, drank the last bite in the jar, and found that there was no place to throw it. Then he filled the two empty jars with water, sealed it back, and covered it with wooden boards. After doing some work, I went out to find the jade brand.
Although Yunshen was burned down once before the "Shooting Sun", the pattern after reconstruction is no different. Wei Wuxian walked with memory in the Tongyou winding path, and soon found the cold spring that fell in a secluded place.
Shouquan's students are far apart. The fairies have a separate area in Yunshen, do n’t come here to use it, and no one in the Lan family dares to watch such shameful things near the cold spring. Convenient for Wei Wuxian to go shameless. Coincidentally, a set of white clothes was put on the white stones after the bluegrass overlapped. Someone came from already.
This white suit is so neatly stacked that it is appalling, as if the white tofu pieces are meticulously folded. Wei Wuxian reached into his hand to find the pass jade, and he could hardly mess with it. Over the clump of blue grass, he swept the spring with his eyes and suddenly fixed his gaze.
The cold spring water is cold and bitter, no better than hot springs, and there is no glamorous eyes, so you can see the person in the spring with his back to his upper body clearly.
The person in the spring is tall, fair-skinned, with long black hair, wet to one side, and the waist is smooth, beautiful and powerful. In short, be a beauty.
But Wei Wuxian is not because he was shocked to see the beauty out of the bath, so he couldn't look away. No matter how beautiful he is, he won't really like men. It was something on this man's back that taught him to look away.
Dozens of crisscross scars.
This is the mark left by the whip. Among the fairy gates, there is a whip to punish the children of their tribe for making serious mistakes. After being sentenced, the scars will never be to vanish. Although Wei Wuxian had not been beaten by a whip, Jiang Cheng had been. He exhausted his thoughts and could not diminish the mark of shame, so Wei Wuxian would never remember such a scar.
Usually, one or two whippings are a serious lesson, which is enough for the punished to remember the whole life and not dare to repeat it. The whip marks on this man's back are less than thirty. I don't know if he made any wrongdoing and was beaten like this. But if it is really bad enough, why not kill him directly to clean up the portal?
At this time, the person in the spring turned around, and there was a clear branding under the collarbone near the heart. Seeing that imprint, Wei Wuxian's surprised heart rushed to the top.
The author has something to say: Suddenly thought of the words on the introduction, I don't know why? ? ?