Although Yun Shen did not know that he had been burned down once in the "Shooting Sun Campaign", the rebuilt pattern was still the same as before. Wei Wuxian walked through the winding path from memory for a while, and soon found the cold spring that fell in a secluded place.

Shouquan's disciple pavilion was far away, and Yun Shen didn't know where anyone would do such a voyeuristic thing, so Wei Wuxian easily slipped in.

He hid behind a boulder and observed. There was a set of school uniforms on the side of the cold spring, and it seemed that someone had already arrived, and he was secretly happy.

The cold spring water is cold and biting, no more hot than a hot spring, and it is charming to the eye, so you can see the upper body of the person in the spring with his back to him.

The man in the spring has a fair complexion, long black hair, wet on one side, and a smooth back line, graceful and powerful. In short, a beauty.

But envy is not because you can't take your eyes off the beauty when you want to see the beauty out of the bath. No matter how beautiful he is, he won't really like men. [But he was wrong about that]. It was really something on this person's back that taught him to take his eyes off it.

There were about twenty or thirty whip marks on this person's back, which were the scars left by the whip, and this kind of scar could not be erased. In the immortal gate, the whip will only be used to punish the children of the clan who have made a big mistake. If you are given two lashes, it is also a serious lesson, enough for the punished person to remember for life, I don't know how much of a mistake this person made to be beaten like this?

Wei Wuxian watched intently, and suddenly the person in the spring turned around, and under the collarbone, near the heart, there was a clear imprint. When he saw that brand, Wei Wuxian's heart was shocked, it was actually the same brand as before he became the ancestor of Yiling, and the position was also the same.

Suddenly, his eyes turned white, as if it was snowing, and then the snow curtain split, and a blue sword light came to his face with an icy cold aura.

It's dust-free! How could it be Hanguang Jun, in an instant, a blue sword qi slashed, Wei Wuxian is not a vegetarian, and it is also a familiar way to run away and avoid this kind of car.

If he doesn't run, when Hanguang-jun comes up, he will definitely not be able to eat and walk around. Wei Wuxian immediately sprinted without looking back, loading the disciples who had come to patrol the night like a headless fly.

Lan Jingyi grabbed him and yelled: "Hey, what are you running around, Yunshen doesn't know where to rush away!" Wei Wuxian was very happy when he saw that it was Jing Yi and the others, and thought to himself: This meeting will definitely be driven out of Yunshen and nowhere.

So he said: "I didn't watch, I definitely didn't peek at Hanguangjun taking a bath"

When several juniors heard this, they were shocked by his dog's guts. Where is Lan Wangji, he is not a famous man who cannot be desecrated by the mountains, and the younger protégés in the family respect him even more. Watching near a cold spring is a heinous crime just to think about.

Lan Sichai's tone changed in fright: "What? Hanguang-kun? Hanguang-kun is inside?! ”

Lan Jingyi said angrily: "Okay, you're a dead short-sleeved, you can peek at this kind of thing?" ”

Wei Wuxian struck while the iron was hot and convicted himself: "I'm not here to peek at Hanguangjun's bathing!" ”

Lan Jingyi saw that he was unrepentant, and said: "There are no three hundred taels of silver here!" And say you don't, you don't have what you're sneaking around here? Look at you, you're so ashamed that you don't have the face to see anyone! ”

Wei Wuxian covered his face with his hands and said, "Don't be so loud, Yun Shen doesn't know where to make noise!" ”

At this time, Hanguang-jun was already dressed and walked over with his hair scattered. But the dust has not yet been put into the sheath.

Seeing Hanguangjun coming, all the juniors hurriedly saluted. Lan Jingyi hurriedly said: "Hanguang-jun, this Mo Xuanyu is really hateful. Originally, you brought him back for the sake of his Mojiazhuang's help, but he ...... But ......"

Wei Wuxian thought that this time he would be kicked out of the mountain gate unbearablely, but who knows, Lan Wangji glanced at him lightly, was silent for a moment, and with a bang, he put the dust in the sheath. He said, "It's all gone." ”

The three words were plain, but under the accumulation of power, there was no two words, and everyone immediately dispersed. Lan Wangji lifted Wei Wuxian's back collar from the ground and dragged him all the way to the quiet room.

【The other side】

The time was about to arrive, and without doing anything, I quietly slipped into the quiet room, and once again took out the smile of the Son of Heaven.

"The task is complete, the calligraphy has been unlocked and the seventh level has been reached"

[Ascension 8 Mission: Unknown]

What the? I don't know, no kidding. Think about how it's so wrong. Suddenly, footsteps sounded. Eighty percent is that Hanguangjun is back, not good, if he finds out, he will definitely be kicked out of the Lan family.

In a hurry, I couldn't go out, so I had to hide, so I immediately ran into the inner room, drilled under the bed, and regretted it. Because I forgot that Hanguang-kun was going to sleep inside, and then Wei Wuxian would sneak in. Why am I so stupid, why didn't I get into the bed in the outhouse.

Hearing the sound of "bumping" in the outhouse, Wei Wuxian let out a muffled snort, afraid that he would be thrown on the bed by Lan Wangji, and hehe peeked at the consequences of Hanguangjun's bath.

Although I couldn't see it, Hanguang-jun must be looking at Wei Wuxian condescendingly now, and besides, Wei Wuxian didn't dare to say anything at all.

[Author: Open a little hang for you, from this moment on, you can hear Wei Wuxian's heart]

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I closed my eyes, it was Wei Wuxian's perspective.

After dragging it back and forth, Lan Wangji's neckline, which was originally tightly closed, was also torn apart, revealing a clear collarbone and the crimson imprint under the collarbone.

As soon as he saw the imprint, Wei Wuxian was attracted again.

This brand, before he became the ancestor of Yiling, also had a piece on his body. At this time, the piece on Lan Zhan's body, whether it was the position or shape, was exactly the same as the one on his body before his death, and he couldn't help but be familiar and strange. And the strange thing is not only this brand, but also the more than thirty whiplash wounds on Lan Zhan's back.

Lan Zhan became famous at a young age, and his evaluation was extremely high, and he was the most orthodox Xianmen celebrity. The only way to punish him is his elders. But Lan Zhan has always been one of the twin heroes that the Gusu Lan clan is proud of, and his words and deeds are regarded as the benchmark for the outstanding children of the Xianmen by the elders of the family. What unforgivable mistake has been committed to be punished so severely?

Those scars look like they are being beaten to death, and once the whip marks are on the body, they cannot disappear in this life, in order to make the punished person remember them forever and never commit them again.

Following his gaze, Lan Wangji lowered his eyes slightly, pulled the collar with his hand, covered his collarbone, and hid the scars, it was the cold Lan Wangji again.

Lan Wangji listened intently to the sound of the bell and said to Wei Wuxian, "You just sleep here." ”

Then I turned around and entered the cubicle, my heart was about to jump out, and I didn't dare to move, thinking: Let's go out when Hanguang-jun and Wei Wuxian fall asleep.

Then he heard Wei Wuxian's heart: since the forbidden technique of sacrifice is a forbidden technique, there are very few people who must know it. Most of the books that have been handed down are fragments that cannot be used, and in the long run, even fewer people believe in them. Mo Xuanyu was purely crooked, and it was just a shit luck that he used a remnant of a spell and ritual to recall Wei Wuxian. The Gusu Lan clan, a Xianmen family with a family motto of "Yazheng", holds their own identity, and most of them disdain to understand this crooked and evil way. Lan Zhan couldn't recognize him by the broken flute he played.

He asked himself if he didn't have any unforgettable friendship with Lan Zhan before his death. Although they have been classmates, adventures, and side by side, they have never been like falling flowers, and they have come and gone in a hurry. And because of their nature, their relationship must not be good. Lan Zhan is the son of the Gusu Lan clan, which is destined to be both "elegant" and "positive", which is quite incompatible with Wei Wuxian's temperament. Most of the time, Lan Zhan was very disgusted by his frivolity and casualness, and his evaluation of him was the same as that of others: evil qi was raging, and righteousness was insufficient. After betraying the Jiang family, the knot Liangzi cannot be said to be small. If Lan Zhan had decided that he was Wei Wuxian, they should have fought in the dark.