The Xuanmen Immortals go out to hunt at night, often hugging each other before and after, and the pomp is very sufficient. But Lan Wangji likes to be alone, and this arm is weird, and the slightest mistake may cause trouble to others, so he didn't bring the children of the family and other protégés, and only brought Wei Wuxian alone, staring at him more and more tightly. Wei Wuxian's wishful thinking of escaping crackled, but he never got into the account. On the way, he tried to escape repeatedly, but he was all carried back by Lan Wangji with his clothes in one hand.

He suffered several losses, and couldn't help but think: "This person has grown up, and he is much more boring than before, and he is getting more and more boring." used to tease him, and he still knew that it was funny. But now not only does he not move, but he also knows how to fight back!"

Following the guidance of the left hand, the two headed northwest. The daily ensemble played a song "Rest in Peace" to temporarily relieve its anger and murderous aura, and when it reached the vicinity of the Qinghe River, the guiding posture that this arm had maintained for a long time suddenly changed.

It retracted its index finger and formed a fist with five fingers. This means that what the hand is guiding is near here.

As they walked, they came to a small city in Qinghe. It was daytime, and the streets were full of people. Wei Wuxian tapped and tapped behind Lan Wang's fuselage, and suddenly a pungent aroma of fat powder came to his face.

Accustomed to smelling the light sandalwood on Lan Wang's fuselage, Wei Wuxian was stung by the smell and blurted out, "What are you selling? ”

The aroma came from a charlatan man dressed in a Taoist robe and his face full of deception. He carried a box on his back and peddled some knick-knacks to passers-by, and when he saw him come to ask, he said happily: "Sell everything! Rouge gouache is good and cheap." Childe take a look?"

Wei Wuxian: "Okay, take a look." ”

Lang Zhong said: "Bring it to the lady at home?"

Wei Wuxian: "I'll use it myself." ”

"......" Lang Zhong's smile froze, and he said in his heart: "What about taking me for fun?!" Before he could have a seizure, he saw another young man turn back and said expressionlessly: "If you don't buy it, don't make trouble." ”

This man is extremely handsome and elegant, with white clothes and a forehead that is better than snow, light pupils, and a long sword hanging from his waist. This Lang Zhong is a fake Taoist priest, Yu Xuanmen family knows a little about it, recognizes the family crest of the Gusu Lan family, and does not dare to make a mistake, so he hurriedly strangled the box and ran forward. Wei Wuxian said, "What are you running? I really want to buy it!"

Lan Wangji said: "Do you have the money to buy it?"

Wei Wuxian said, "You give it to me if you don't have any money." As he spoke, he put his hand into his arms. Ben didn't expect to take out anything, three times and two times, but he really pulled out a delicate and small and heavy money bag.

This didn't look like something that Lan Wangji had brought with him at all, but these days, there were more than one or two things on Lan Wang's body that made him unbelievable, Wei Wuxian was not surprised, and left with the money bag. Sure enough, Lan Wangji let him take it and let him go, without half a word of dissatisfaction.

If it weren't for the fact that he had a little understanding of Lan Wangji's character and self-purity, and Han Guangjun's reputation had always been terrifyingly good, he would almost wonder if there had been any entanglement between Lan Wangji and Mo Xuanyu.

Otherwise, why would he have reached this point and still be able to endure it?!

After walking a little way, Wei Wuxian inadvertently looked back and saw that Lan Wangji had been left far behind him, still standing in place, looking at him.

Wei Wuxian's footsteps slowed involuntarily.

For some reason, he vaguely felt in his heart that he shouldn't have walked so fast and left Lan Wangji behind him like this.

At this time, someone on the side shouted: "Yiling Ancestor, one piece of five texts, three pieces of ten texts!"

Wei Wuxian: "What?!?!"

He hurriedly went to see who was selling him, but it was the fake Taoist priest in the Jianghu Langzhong just now. He put away the inferior rouge powder, took a stack of stickers of the fierce god and evil Simon God instead, and chattered: "Three pieces of five pieces of one piece and three pieces of ten dollars, you can't be fooled at this price! Three pieces are good." One posted the door, one posted the hall, and the last one posted the head of the bed. The evil spirit is heavy and the evil spirit is strong, and the evil is used to fight the evil and the poison is attacked, so as to ensure that no demons and monsters dare to get close!"

Wei Wuxian said: "The cowhide blows to the sky." You're really so smart, you sell five wen each?!"

Lang Zhong said: "Why are you again? If you want to buy this for 50 yuan each, I'd do it. ”

Wei Wuxian flipped through the pile of "Yiling Old Ancestor Evil Pictures", and really couldn't accept that the strong man with a blue face and fangs and bulging eyes in the painting was himself: "Wei Wuxian is a famous beautiful man, what are you painting?

Na Lang Zhong was about to speak, Wei Wuxian suddenly felt the wind coming from behind him, and dodged. He escaped, but this Jianghu Langzhong was thrown out. He knocked down the windmill stalls of people on the street, and he was in a hurry. This Lang Zhong was going to scold, but when he saw that he was kicking him was a little boy who was covered in golden light, he was either rich or expensive, and his momentum went down half first; But after all, he was unwilling to be kicked for no reason, and said weakly: "Why are you kicking me?"

That little boy is Jin Ling. He clasped his hands and said coldly: "Kick you, whoever dares to put the words 'Wei Wuxian' in front of me, if I don't kill him, he should kneel down and be grateful to Dade, and you are still selling on the street." Look for death!"

Wei Wuxian didn't expect Jin Ling to appear here, let alone that he would be so domineering as soon as he appeared. Xin said: "This child's temperament doesn't know what's going on, he has a big temper, he is arrogant and willful, he has learned the bad things of his uncle and father thoroughly, but he hasn't learned the benefits of his mother, if I don't beat him, 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 person on the ground, and he interjected: "Jin Ling!"

Na Langzhong didn't dare to make a sound, and his eyes were full of gratitude. Jin Ling turned to Wei Wuxian, "You haven't escaped yet?"

Wei Wuxian smiled, "Ouch, I really don't know who was crushed to the ground last time and couldn't get up?"

Jin Ling sneered and blew a short whistle. Wei Wuxian didn't understand what he meant, but a moment later, there was a sudden sound of heavy beast wheezing in the distance.

He turned his head and saw a half-man-tall black-maned greyhound coming out of the corner of the street, sticking out its long tongue and running straight at him!

The screams on the long street were closer and louder: "The vicious dog bites!"

Wei Wuxian's color changed, and he ran away.

It's a shame to say that the ancestor of Yiling claims to be invincible, but in fact, he is cowardly when he sees a dog. This is also helpless, when he was not picked up by Jiang Fengmian when he was young, he was beaten in the outside field, often snatching food from the bottom of the mouth of the vicious dog, biting and chasing after him several times, and since then he has been afraid of dogs of all sizes to death, Jiang Cheng has laughed at him a lot. This is not only a shame to say this, but few people will believe it, so the spread is not high. Wei Wuxian was almost out of his mind, and suddenly saw a white shadow in his eyes, and hurriedly shouted, "Lan Zhan, save me!"

Jin Ling chased here, and when he saw Lan Wangji, he was shocked: "Why is this madman with him again?!"

Lan Wangji is strict and unsmiling, and even many juniors in the Xianmen are stunned when they see him, let alone these juniors. Its intimidation power is even better than that of Lan Qiren back then. The dog was strictly trained, and it was not of extraordinary character, and it was very spiritual, and it seemed to know that this person could not be wild in front of him, so he whined a few times, clamped his tail, and hid behind Jin Ling.

This black-maned greyhound is a rare breed given to Jin Ling by Jin Guangyao. Ordinary people dare to squeak when they hear that it was sent by Fang Zun, but Lan Wangji is not an ordinary person. He doesn't care who the giver is, who the dog arranger is, how to treat it, and punish it severely. Jin Ling's dog was caught chasing people on the street, his heart was cold, and he said secretly: "It's dead, he has to kill me, the spirit dog that I have trained with great difficulty, and teach me a hard lesson!"

Unbeknownst to him, Wei Wuxian plunged headlong into Lan Wangji's arm and got behind him, wishing that the whole person would follow his long jade pole and climb up to the top of his head. Lan Wangji was surrounded by his hands, and his whole person seemed to freeze. At this time, when to run, taking this opportunity, Jin Ling made two quick short whistles, and fled with his black-maned spirit dog.

On the ground, Na Lang Zhong struggled to stand up, and his heart palpitated: "The world is going down, and the children of today's family are really amazing!"

Wei Wuxian heard that the dog was barking away, and he also calmly carried his hands and walked out from behind Lan Wangji, smiling and agreeing: "Yes, the world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient. It's much worse than my generation. ”

This man was instigated when he saw the dog, and the dog was driven away and he was a good man. Lan Wangji straightened his clothes that he had been pulled crooked, and shook his head. As soon as Na Langzhong saw him, he threw the stack of "Yiling Old Ancestor Town Evil Map" into his hand like a hot potato: "Brother Tai, thank you just now! 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 blue-faced and fanged strong man in the portrait and did not comment. Wei Wuxian couldn't help but laugh: "Are you thanking you for this? I really want to thank you, paint him better for me...... Slow down, don't panic, I still have something to ask you. Have you ever heard anything strange about buying and selling here, or have you seen any visions?"

Lang Zhong said: "Strange thing? You are right to ask me, I am stationed here all the year round, and I am known as Qinghe Bai Xiaosheng." What kind of weirdness is it?"

Wei Wuxian said: "The arm is like a terrible one, and the corpse is a strange case." ”

Lang Zhong 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 said, "How do you say it?"

Lang Zhong said: "This Xinglu Ridge has another nickname called 'Cannibal Ridge', how do you say it?"