The Lan family's immortal residence is located in a deep mountain outside Gusu City.

In the well-arranged waterside garden, there is always mountain mist covering the white walls and black tiles. Being in it, it feels like being in a fairyland with clouds. In the morning, the fog is thick and the morning light is hazy. It complements its name - "the clouds are so deep that I don't know where they are".

The mountain is quiet, the people are still, and the heart is as still as water. Only the sound of bells can be heard from the high building. Although it is not a monastery, it has a lonely and Zen feeling of Hanshan.

This state of Zen was suddenly interrupted by a long howl, causing many disciples and students who were reading in the morning and practicing sword to shudder and couldn't help looking towards the mountain gate where the sound came from.

Wei Wuxian was crying while hugging his donkey in front of the mountain gate. Lan Jingyi said, “Why are you crying? You said you liked Han Guang-jun yourself. Now that I’ve brought you back, why are you still crying?”

Wei Wuxian had a gloomy face.

After a night on Mount Dafan, he had no chance to summon Wen Ning again, nor did he have a chance to find out why Wen Ning had lost his mind. He also had no idea why he had returned to the world and was brought back by Lan Wangji.

When he was young, he and other children from other families were sent to the Lan family to study for three months. He experienced firsthand the dullness of the Gusu Lan family. He was still frightened by the more than 3,000 family rules densely engraved on the discipline stone. Just now, he was dragged up the mountain and passed by the discipline stone wall. He saw that there were another 1,000 rules engraved, and now there are more than 4,000. Four thousand!

Lan Jingyi said, "Alright! Stop arguing. Noise is prohibited in the Cloud Recesses!"

It was precisely because he did n't want to enter the Cloud Recesses that he was making such a loud noise!

Once dragged in, it will be difficult to get out again. When I came to study, each family was given a pass jade token, which could only be worn on the body to enter and leave freely, otherwise it would be impossible to pass through the barrier of the Cloud Recesses. More than ten years have passed, and the defense will only become stricter, not looser.

Lan Wangji stood quietly in front of the mountain gate, turning a deaf ear to everything and watching coldly. When Wei Wuxian's voice became quieter, he said, "Let him cry. When he's tired of crying, drag him inside."

Wei Wuxian hugged the little donkey and cried even more sadly, bumping his head against the donkey.

It was bitter! He thought that after being whipped by Zidian, all doubts should be cleared. He was so proud for a while. In addition, this mouth was always frivolous and loved to tease, so he said something disgusting to Lan Wangji. But Lan Wangji didn't follow the previous routine at all. What's the reason? Could it be that after years of separation, his cultivation level has improved so much that his mind has become narrower?

Wei WuXian said: “I like men. There are so many handsome men in your family. I’m afraid I can’t control myself.”

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Lan Sizhui reasoned with him: "Mr. Mo, Han Guang-jun brought you back for your own good. If you don't come with us, Sect Leader Jiang will not let you go. Over the years, he has captured countless people and tortured them in the Jiang Family Lotus Pier, and no one has ever been released."

Lan Jingyi said, "That's right. You haven't seen Sect Leader Jiang's methods, have you? They are very vicious..." At this point, he remembered the saying "Don't talk about other people's gossip behind their backs", and took a peek at Lan Wangji. Seeing that Han Guang-jun had no intention of punishing him, he boldly muttered, "It's all because of the evil trend started by the Yiling Patriarch. There are too many people who follow his tricks and don't practice properly, and Sect Leader Jiang is suspicious. If he arrests them all, will he be able to catch them all? Look at you, you play the flute like that... Haha."

This “ha” was worth a thousand words. Wei WuXian felt it necessary to explain: “Well, actually, you may not believe it, but I usually play the flute pretty well…”

Before he could finish his explanation, several cultivators in white robes stepped out from the gate.

These people were wearing Lan family school uniforms, all of them were white as snow, with loose belts fluttering. The leader was tall and graceful, with a sword and a white jade flute hanging from his waist. Lan Wangji saw him and bowed slightly to show his respect. The visitor also returned the greeting, looked at Wei Wuxian, and smiled, "Wangji never brings guests home. Who is this?"

This man stood opposite Lan Wangji, and it was like looking into a mirror. However, Lan Wangji's pupils were extremely light, as pale as glass, while his eyes were a warmer and more peaceful dark color.

It was Lan Huan, the head of the Gusu Lan family, and Lan Xichen, the Lord of Zewu.

The land and water nurture the people, and the Gusu Lan family has always been recognized as a family that produces handsome men. The two beauties of this generation are particularly outstanding. Although the two brothers are not twins, their appearances are 80% to 90% similar, and it is difficult to tell who is better. However, one color, two styles. Lan Xichen is warm and gentle, and gentle, while Lan Wangji is too cold and serious, keeping people at a distance and not approachable. Therefore, in the ranking of the appearance of the sons of the immortal families, the former is ranked first and the latter is ranked second.

Lan Xichen was worthy of being the leader of a clan. Seeing Wei Wuxian holding a donkey, he did not show any unnatural expression. Wei Wuxian let go of the donkey with a smile on his face and went to meet him. The Gusu Lan Clan was very strict about seniority and hierarchy. If he said a few nonsense words to Lan Xichen, he would be beaten to the Cloud Recesses by the Lan family. Who knew that just when he was about to show his skills, Lan Wangji looked at him and his upper and lower lips could not be separated.

Lan Wangji turned around and continued to talk seriously with Lan Xichen: "Brother, are you going to see Lian Fangzun again?"

Lan Xichen nodded: "Let's discuss the next Qing Tan Hui at Jinlingtai together."

Wei WuXian couldn’t open his mouth and returned to Hualuzi in disappointment.

Lian Fangzun is the current head of the Lanling Jin Clan, Jin Guangyao, the only illegitimate child acknowledged by Jin Guangshan, Jin Ling's uncle, the half-brother of Jin Ling's biological father Jin Zixuan - and also the half-brother of his current identity, Mo Xuanyu. They are both illegitimate children, but they are worlds apart. Mo Xuanyu sleeps on the floor tiles and eats leftovers in Mo's manor, while Jin Guangyao sits in the highest position in the cultivation world and calls the shots. He can invite Lan Xichen whenever he wants and hold a Qing Tan Club whenever he wants. But it's no wonder that the heads of the Jin and Lan families have such a close personal relationship, after all, they are sworn brothers.

Lan Xichen said, “My uncle took the things you brought back from Mo’s Manor last time to have a look.”

Hearing the words "Mo Family Manor", Wei Wuxian unconsciously paid attention, but felt his upper and lower lips part. Lan Xichen lifted his ban on speaking and said to Lan Wangji, "It's rare that you bring people back and you're so happy. You must treat the guests well and not be like this."

Happy? Wei Wuxian looked carefully at Lan Wangji's face.

How can you see that you are happy?!

After watching Lan Xichen leave, Lan Wangji said, “Drag him in.”

Wei Wuxian was dragged alive into the place where he had sworn never to set foot again in his life.

In the past, the Lan family had only had important people from prominent families, but never had a guest like him. The young people pushed and shoved him, and they all thought it was new and fun. If it weren't for the strict family rules, there would have been laughter all along the way. Lan Jingyi asked, "Han Guang-jun, where are you dragging him to?"

Lan Wangji said, "A quiet room."

"...Quiet room?!"

Wei WuXian had no idea what was going on. Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, not daring to say anything.

That's Han Guang-jun's study and bedroom, which he never lets anyone else enter...

The furnishings in the quiet room were very simple, without any unnecessary items. On the folding screen, the clouds painted in fine brushwork slowly floated and changed, and a zither table was placed horizontally in front of the screen. On the three-legged incense table in the corner, a hollow white jade incense cauldron exhaled light smoke, and the whole room was filled with the cool scent of sandalwood.

Lan Wangji went to see his uncle to discuss business, and Wei Wuxian was pushed in. Lan Wangji left first, and Wei Wuxian came out later. After wandering around the Cloud Recesses for a while, as expected, without a jade pass, even if you climbed up a white wall several feet high, you would be immediately bounced down by the barrier and quickly attract nearby patrols.

Wei WuXian had no choice but to return to the quiet room.

No matter what happened, he would not be really anxious. He would pace back and forth in the quiet room with his hands behind his back, believing that he would have a solution sooner or later. The refreshing sandalwood scent was cold and indifferent. Although it was not lingering, it was moving. He thought to himself: "Lan Zhan has this smell. I think it was when he was practicing the piano and meditating here that the fragrance got on his clothes."

Thinking of this, he could not help but move closer to the incense table in the corner. As he moved closer, he felt that the wooden board under his feet was obviously different from other places. Wei Wuxian was surprised and began to knock here and there. He had done a lot of digging holes and graves in his life, so in a short while, he actually turned over a board.

Wei Wuxian was surprised to find a secret place in Lan Wangji's room, but he was even more surprised when he saw what was hidden inside.

After the wooden board was turned over, another barely perceptible fragrance that was originally mixed with the sandalwood spread out. Seven or eight round, black jars were squeezed into a small square cellar.

This Lan Wangji has really changed, even hiding the wine!

Alcohol is prohibited in the Cloud Recesses, and because of this, they had a small fight when they met for the first time. Lan Wangji even knocked over a jar of "Emperor's Smile" that Lan Wangji brought up from Gusu City at the foot of the mountain.

After returning to Yunmeng from Gusu, Wei Wuxian never had the chance to drink the "Tian Zi Xiao" brewed by the famous Gusu master again. He remembered it all his life and always said that he would come back to taste it when he had the chance, but he never did. As for the wine hidden here, he didn't need to open it to taste it. As soon as he smelled the aroma of the wine, he knew it was "Tian Zi Xiao". Who would have thought that Lan Wangji, a person who strictly abides by the rules and does not drink a drop of alcohol, would be discovered by him one day to have dug a pit in his room to hide wine. It is really a retribution.

Wei Wuxian finished a jar while sighing. He had a very good alcohol tolerance and a strong alcohol addiction. He thought that Lan Wangji owed him a jar of Tian Zi Xiao, and he had to collect some interest after so many years, so he drank another jar. Just as he was drinking excitedly, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind. How difficult is it to get the pass jade token? In the Cloud Recesses, there is a cold spring with many miraculous effects. It is used for the cultivation of male disciples of the family. It is said to have miraculous effects such as calming the mind and clearing the nature, and expelling evil fire. When going to the cold spring, you have to take off your clothes. He has taken off his clothes, can he still hold the jade token in his mouth?

Wei Wuxian clapped his hands, drank the last sip from the jar in his hand, looked around but found no place to throw it, so he filled two empty jars with water, sealed them as they were, and put them back together, covering them with wooden boards. After finishing his work, he went out to look for the jade token.

Although the Cloud Recesses had been burned down once before the "Sun Shooting Campaign", the layout after the reconstruction was no different from before. Wei Wuxian walked through the winding paths based on his memory and soon found the cold spring in the secluded place.

The disciples guarding the spring were far away. The fairies had set up a separate area in the Cloud Recesses and did not come here to use it. No one from the Lan family had ever dared to do such a shameless thing as spying near the cold spring, so the defense was not strict and it was very easy to fool, which just happened to be convenient for Wei Wuxian to be shameless. It was extremely clever. On the white stone where the orchid grass overlapped, there was a set of white clothes. Someone had already arrived.

The white clothes were folded so neatly that it was shocking, like a piece of snow-white tofu, and even the headband was folded meticulously. Wei Wuxian reached in to look for the jade pass and almost couldn't bear to mess it up. Passing over the clumps of orchids, he glanced into the spring and suddenly fixed his gaze.

The water of the cold spring is icy cold, unlike the hot spring, and there is no hot steam to charm the eyes, so you can see the upper body of the person in the spring with his back to him clearly.

The person in the spring was tall, with fair skin, long black hair that was wet and gathered on one side, and a smooth, graceful and powerful waist and back. In short, she was a beauty.

But Wei Wuxian was definitely not shocked by the beauty coming out of the bath and couldn't look away. No matter how beautiful she was, he wouldn't really like a man. It was the thing on this man's back that made him unable to look away.

Dozens of crisscrossing scars.

This is the mark left by the whip. In the immortal sect, there is a whip used to punish the children of the clan who have committed serious mistakes. After being punished, the scars will never fade. Although Wei Wuxian has never been beaten with the whip, Jiang Cheng has been. He tried his best but couldn't make the mark of shame fade a bit, so Wei Wuxian would never remember this scar wrongly.

Usually, one or two lashes with a whip is a severe lesson, enough to make the punished person remember it for life and never dare to do it again. This man has at least thirty lashes on his back. I don't know what he did to be beaten like this. But if he was really so treasonous, why not just kill him and get rid of the family?

At this time, the person in the spring turned around, and there was a clear brand under his collarbone near his heart. When Wei Wuxian saw the brand, his surprise instantly reached its peak.