The waiter said: "Don't worry, I was about to say it. They were all dead. The escape I said was temporary. A few years later, the owner Chang Ping died. This time, the death was even more terrifying.

, was killed by Ling Chi with a sword! How did Ling Chi die? I don’t need to tell you. He just used a knife and a sword to cut the person’s body with 3,600 knives, until all the flesh was cut off.

The skeleton remains..."

Wei Wuxian certainly knew what Ling Chi was. If he wanted to write a book called "Thousands of Tragic Deaths", no one would be more qualified than him to write it. He raised his hand and said, "I understand. Brother, you know

I wonder why the Chang family was exterminated?"

The clerk said: "I heard that it was deliberately designed by fellow cultivators. That's for sure! Otherwise, how could a group of living people, who are still cultivating immortals, not be able to escape? They must have been trapped by something or someone.

It’s inside.”

The owner of the wine shop was afraid that they would not enjoy their conversation, so he also brought two small plates of peanuts and melon seeds. Wei Wuxian nodded in thanks and continued to ask while eating melon seeds: "Have you found out what or who it is?"

The clerk laughed and said, "Young Master, aren't you kidding me? Those of us who are just messing around trying to make a living don't know anything about those uncles flying around in the sky. It is said that you are all cultivating immortals, so you should know better than me.

I only vaguely heard that he seemed to have offended someone he shouldn't have offended! Anyway, from then on, no one took care of the monsters and ghosts in this area of ​​Yueyang."

Wei WuXian thought to himself, "Who should not be offended?"

"Not bad, not bad." The boy ate two peanuts: "The grudges and grudges between these aristocratic families and sects are also very complicated. I thought that the Chang family must have been targeted by other immortal cultivators. Isn't it common for people to kill people and seize treasures?

The storytellers said so, and the romance novels also said so. Although I don’t know who it is specifically, it seems to be related to a very famous big devil."

Wei Wuxian smiled and put the wine bowl to his mouth, squinting at him: "I guess you mean you don't know who this big devil is?"

The guy was happy: "You are wrong. I know this, it seems to be called an old monster... Oh, ancestor, Yiling ancestor!"

Wei Wuxian choked and spit out a bunch of bubbles in the wine bowl: "What?"

It's him again?!

The waiter said with certainty: "Yes, that's right! His surname is Wei, and his name seems to be Wei Wuqian. When others mention him, they sound hateful and afraid!"

"..."

Wei Wuxian thought over and over again and became convinced of two things: first, he had never been to Yueyang before his death; second, none of the people he killed was killed by Lingchi. He felt ridiculous and turned to look at Lan Wangji, as if

She wanted to ask him for an explanation. Lan Wangji waited for him to look at him for a long time and said, "Let's go."

Wei Wuxian immediately understood that Lan Wangji had something to say about this, and it was not convenient for him to say it in front of others in the restaurant. He stood up and said: "Then let's go first and pay... It's settled, right? Little brother,

The wine I bought will be kept here for now, and we can continue drinking it when we finish our work." He said half-jokingly: "You can't default on your debt."

The waiter had already finished most of the plate of peanuts and yelled: "How can you do that! We are an honest shop. You can just leave it here. We will not close the shop until you come back. Hey, you two gentlemen, are you going to do it now?"

Have you gone to Changzhai? Wow, it’s amazing, even my locals have never been there! I only dared to take a peek from a distance, are you two going in? What are you going to do?"

Wei Wuxian said, “We are just taking a sneak peek from a distance.”

This young guy has a lively personality and is very familiar with himself. After talking for a while, he no longer treats him as an outsider. He comes over to put a hand on Wei Wuxian's shoulders: "Is it hard for you two to do this? Do you earn a lot? It must be a lot.

!So decent. Let me ask you something, is it difficult to get started? I..."

While he was rambling, he suddenly closed his mouth, looked over fearfully, and whispered: "Sir, what is the guy next to you... staring at me for?"

Wei Wuxian followed his gaze and happened to see Lan Wangji turn around and stand up, walking towards the outside of the restaurant. He said, "Oh, him, my friend has been raised strictly since he was a child, and he doesn't like to see anyone in front of him.

Isn’t it a little weird to be facing each other and holding each other’s back?”

The waiter took his hand back angrily and said in a low voice: "It's strange. Looking at his eyes, someone who didn't know it thought the person I was hooking up with was his wife..."

With Lan Wangji's hearing power, it was absolutely impossible to lower his voice and not hear it. I wonder what he was feeling at this moment. Wei Wuxian couldn't bear the laughter and was hurt internally, and hurriedly said to the waiter: "I've finished the bottle."

Guy: "What?"

Wei Wuxian pointed to himself: “Stand.”

Only then did the young man remember what he had said, "If you can still stand after drinking, I will take your last name." He hurriedly said: "Oh oh... oh oh oh! This... is amazing! I'm not bragging, this is my first time."

I once saw him standing firm after drinking a jar and his tongue was not knotted. What is your surname, sir?"

Wei Wuxian said: "I..." Then he thought about what the guy said just now, "Wei Wuqian." He twitched the corner of his mouth and calmly added, "My surname is Lan."

The clerk was also a shameless man, and said loudly without changing his expression: "Yes, from today on, my surname will be Lan!"

Under the bright red wine towel, Lan Wangji's back seemed to be unsteady for a moment. Wei Wuxian had a smirk on his face, walked up to him with his hands behind his back, and patted his shoulder: "Thank you Hanguang-jun for settling the bill. I

Let him take your last name."

After leaving the city, the two of them walked in the direction pointed by the guy. There were fewer and fewer pedestrians and more and more trees. Wei Wuxian asked, "Why didn't you let me continue asking just now?"

Lan Wangji said: "Suddenly I remembered that I have heard about the Chang family in Yueyang. So there is no need to ask again."

Wei Wuxian said: "Before you tell me, let me ask first. Can you help me confirm from the side, what is that? I wasn't the one who destroyed the Chang family, right?"

Not to mention that he had died ten years ago and his soul was at peace. He would not have come to kill someone and wiped out his entire family. Would he still remember it?

Lan Wangji said: "No."

Wei WuXian said, "Oh." It seemed like he had gone back to a period in his lifetime when everyone was shouting about beating him up and not being as good as a gutter rat. He could be blamed for any bad deeds and take the shit out of the basin at will. The grandson of the old man next door didn't eat and lost weight.

Even though he was only three kilograms, he was frightened by the story of the Yiling Patriarch who instigated the ghost general to kill people.

Unexpectedly, Lan Wangji said again: "It was not you who killed him, but it was related to you."

Wei Wuxian asked, “What’s the connection?”

Lan Wangji said: "There are two connections. First, there is a person involved in this matter. This person has a close relationship with your mother."

Wei Wuxian paused.

He didn't know what to feel in his heart, and he didn't know what expression to make on his face. He hesitated and said: "...my mother?"

Wei Wuxian is the son of Wei Changze, a servant of the Yunmeng Jiang family, and Zangse Sanren, a Yunyou Taoist. Both Jiang Fengmian and his wife were familiar with his parents, but Jiang Fengmian rarely remembered him as an old friend, and Jiang Fengmian's wife Yu Ziyuan never cared about him.

It would be a good idea if he talks nicely and doesn't whip him a few times and asks him to go out and kneel in the ancestral hall and stay away from Jiang Cheng. Many things about his parents were told to him by others, and he actually doesn't know much more than others.

Lan Wangji also stopped, turned around and looked at him, saying, "Have you ever heard of Xiao Xingchen?"

Wei Wuxian thought about it seriously and said, “No.”

Lan Wangji said: "You are right if you haven't. This person became famous exactly twelve years ago. Now no one mentions him anymore."

Twelve years ago, it happened to be the year after the mass siege of Yiling Massacre, and I just missed it. Wei Wuxian asked: "What mountain is it, and who did it teach me?"

Lan Wangji said: "I don't know where the mountain is. I learned from the Taoist sect. Xiao Xingchen is a disciple of Baoshan Sanren."

Only then did Wei Wuxian realize why he was said to have a close relationship with his mother. He said, "So, this Xiao Xingchen can be considered my uncle."

Zangse Sanren also came from Baoshan Sanren.

This Baoshan Sanren is a hermit from the world. It is said that he was a monk who debuted at the same time as Wen Mao, Lan An and others. The heroes of that generation have long since disappeared. Only Baoshan Sanren, the rumor has not yet been

Fallen. If this is true, it should be hundreds of years old, which shows that the cultivation is successful. At that time, headed by Wen Mao, the family prospered and the sect declined, and the cultivation forces with blood relations as the link sprung up like bamboo shoots after the rain. Anyone with a little fame

All the monks in the world have established their ancestors. But this master chose to live in seclusion in the mountains, with the Taoist name Hua Shan. No one knows which mountain he cuddles. After all, it is precisely because no one knows, so

It’s called retreating. If you can still find it easily after retreating, it’s not called retreating.

This senior lived in seclusion on an unknown fairy mountain, and would often secretly carry some helpless children up the mountain to be his disciples. But all the disciples must swear that they will only devote themselves to cultivating Taoism in this life, and are not allowed to go down the mountain or join the world. Otherwise, no matter what the reason,

From now on, I will never come back. I will rely on my own efforts, crawl around in the world of mortals, and have nothing to do with my master.

Everyone knows that Baoshan Sanren is indeed a master of Taoism, and the rule she established is really prescient. Because for hundreds of years, she has only three disciples who came out of the mountain: Taoist Yanling, Zangse Sanren, and Xiao Xingchen. Three.

Each of these apprentices will not end well.

Wei Wuxian had been familiar with the fate of his first two apprentices since he was a child, and there was no need to hear it again. So, what Lan Wangji told him in a concise and concise manner was the last deeds of his uncle.

Xiao Xingchen was only seventeen years old when he came out of the mountain. Although Lan Wangji had not met him, he had heard about his charm from others.

At that time, just a few years after the Sun Shooting Campaign ended, and the Yiling Massacre Encirclement and Suppression had just passed, major aristocratic families were running rampant, recruiting talents for their own use. Xiao Xingchen came out with the thought of saving the world, and he had excellent qualifications.

After learning from an expert, he hunted at night for the first time, armed with a whisk and a long sword, he broke into the mountains alone and came out on top - he became famous in one battle.

When all the families saw this young Taoist with a clear appearance and good cultivation, they were greatly distressed and sent out invitations one after another. Xiao Xingchen declined them all politely, stating that he did not want to be attached to any aristocratic family, but together with a close friend, he was determined to establish a

A brand new sect that does not value blood ties.

He had a humanity like pampas grass, a heart like a rock, soft on the outside and strong on the inside, and he was clean and self-possessed. At that time, whenever anyone had any trouble or difficulty, the first thing they thought of was to seek his help, and he never refused.

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The murder of Chang family in Yueyang happened at that time.

The author has something to say: There must be a drunken scene, hahaha!

Wen Ning is finally about to be released~

The 500-per-hour scumbag also wants to write more..._(:з))_I will come back in a few days when the third dimension becomes more relaxed.

There are fans in the long comment section so quickly, and there are also fan pictures. I am so moved that I will post them tomorrow.

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