Several students paddled and used nets to chase the dark figure in the water. Someone on the other side shouted, "There's one here, too!"

Over there, a dark shadow also passed by in the water. Several small boats were dragging nets and sailing away, but they caught nothing. Wei Wuxian said, "It's strange. The shape of this shadow doesn't look like a human. And it's sometimes long, sometimes short, sometimes big, sometimes small... Lan Zhan, next to your boat!"

The Bichen on Lan Wangji's back unsheathed and plunged into the water. After a moment, it flew out of the river with a sharp whistle, leaving a rainbow of water. But it didn't hit anything.

He held the sword in his hand, his expression solemn , and was about to speak when another disciple beside him drew his sword and stabbed at a black shadow that swam across the river.

But after his sword entered the water, it never came out again. He activated the sword formula and called it back again and again, but nothing came out of the water. His sword seemed to be swallowed by the lake and disappeared without a trace. This disciple looked to be a boy about the same age as Wei Wuxian and the others. After losing his sword, his face became paler and paler. An older disciple at the side said, "Su She, why did you drive the sword into the water without authorization when we haven't even found out what's in the water?"

Su She seemed a little flustered, but his expression was still calm: "I saw the second young master also urged his sword into the water..."

He understood how ignorant this statement was before he finished speaking. No matter Lan Wangji or the Bichen Sword, no one else could compare. Lan Wangji could summon the sword into the water without any harm when he did not know the enemy, but others might not. His face was pale and red with shame, as if he had been insulted. He glanced at Lan Wangji. Lan Wangji did not look at him, but stared at the water. In a moment, the Bichen Sword was unsheathed again.

This time, the sword didn't plunge into the water, but the tip of the sword picked up a black shadow from the bottom of the water. A wet, black mass fell onto the boat board with a "plop". Wei Wuxian stood on tiptoe and saw that it was a piece of clothing.

Wei WuXian nearly fell into the river laughing so hard, and said, “Lan Zhan, you are amazing! This is the first time I’ve seen someone catch a water ghost and pull its clothes out of the water.”

Lan Wangji just checked the tip of Bichen's sword to see if there was anything wrong with it, and seemed to have decided not to talk to him. Jiang Cheng said, "Shut up. There was no water ghost swimming over from the bottom of the water just now, only a piece of clothing!"

Wei WuXian saw it clearly, of course. He just felt uncomfortable if he didn’t tease Lan WangJi. He said, “Is this the dress that was floating around just now? No wonder the net couldn’t catch it, the sword couldn’t pierce it, and its shape kept changing. But a piece of dress can’t swallow a magic sword. There must be something else in the water.”

At this time, the boat had drifted to the center of Biling Lake. The lake water was very dark green. Suddenly, Lan Wangji raised his head slightly and said, "Go back now."

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Lan Wangji said, “The creature in the water deliberately led the boat to the center of Biling Lake.”

As soon as the words fell, everyone felt the ship suddenly sink.

The water flow quickly spread into the boat, and Wei Wuxian suddenly discovered that the water of Biling Lake was no longer dark green, but close to black. Especially near the center of the lake, a huge whirlpool had unconsciously formed around it, and more than a dozen boats were spinning along the whirlpool, sinking as they spun, as if they were being sucked down by a huge black mouth!

The sound of swords being unsheathed filled the air, and everyone flew up one after another. Wei Wuxian had already risen into the air, and when he looked down, he saw that the boat board where the disciple Su She, who had driven his sword into the water, was standing had been swallowed up by the Biling Lake. He knelt in the water, his face full of panic, but he did not call for help. I wonder if he was frightened. Without thinking, Wei Wuxian bent down, stretched out his hand, grabbed his wrist, and dragged him up.

With one more person, the sword under his feet suddenly sank, but it was still rising. But not long after rising, a huge force suddenly came from Su She, almost pulling Wei Wuxian off the sword.

Su She's lower body had sunk into the black vortex in the lake. The vortex spun faster and faster, and his body sank deeper and deeper, as if something was lurking under the water, holding his legs and dragging him down. Jiang Cheng, who had stepped on his three poisons, leisurely rose to a height of about 20 feet above the lake. He looked down and rushed down with an unhappy heart, saying, "What are you doing again?!"

The suction from Biling Lake was getting stronger and stronger. Wei Wuxian's sword was light and agile, but weak in power, and was almost pressed down to the low altitude close to the lake surface. He steadied himself while grabbing Su She with both hands, shouting, "Someone give me a hand! If you can't pull me up, I'm going to let go!"

Suddenly, Wei Wuxian felt a tightness on the back of his collar, and his body was lifted into the air. He turned his head and saw Lan Wangji holding him by the back of his collar with one hand. Although Lan Wangji just looked away indifferently, he alone with a sword bore the weight of three people, and at the same time fought against the unknown strange force in the lake, but their position was still rising steadily. Jiang Cheng was slightly shocked: "If I had rushed down to drag Wei Wuxian and resist the three poisons, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to rise so fast and so steadily. Lan Wangji is only about the same age as me..."

At this time, Wei WuXian said: "Lan Zhan, your sword is quite powerful, isn't it? Thank you, thank you, but why did you grab my collar? Can't you just pull me? I feel uncomfortable like this. I'll give you my hand, please pull me."

Lan Wangji said coldly: "I won't touch anyone else."

Wei WuXian said: “We are so familiar with each other, how can we be considered as just bystanders?”

Lan Wangji said, “Not familiar.”

Wei WuXian pretended to be hurt and said, “How can there be someone like you…”

Jiang Cheng couldn't help it anymore and cursed, "How can you be like this!!! Can you keep your mouth shut when you're being hung in the air by the collar?!"

The group quickly evacuated Biling Lake on their swords and landed on the shore. Lan Wangji let go of the right hand that was holding Wei Wuxian's collar, turned around calmly, and said to Lan Xichen, "It's Shui Xingyuan."

Lan Xichen shook his head: “This is tricky.”

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As soon as the name "Shuixingyuan" came out, Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng knew it. The most terrifying thing about Biling Lake and this river is not the water ghosts, but the water flowing in it.

Some rivers or lakes, due to the terrain or water flow, often have shipwrecks or people falling into the water. Over time, the waters will develop a temper. Just like a spoiled lady who refuses to be short of fine clothes and delicious food, every once in a while, there must be a cargo ship or a living person sunk in the water as a sacrifice. If there is none, she will make trouble and ask for it herself.

The people in Caiyi Town are familiar with water, and there have been very few shipwrecks or drownings. It is impossible for Shuixingyuan to be raised in this area. Since Shuixingyuan appeared here, there is only one possibility: it was driven here from somewhere else.

Once the water-moving abyss is formed, the entire water area will become a monster, which is extremely difficult to remove. Unless the water is drained, all the people and objects that sink in the water are salvaged, and the riverbed is exposed to the sun for three to five years. This is almost impossible to do. However, there is a way to harm others and benefit oneself, which can solve the worries for a while and solve the troubles in one area. That is to drive it to other rivers and lakes and let it cause trouble elsewhere.

Lan Wangji asked, "Has any place been disturbed by the Water Abyss recently?"

Lan Xichen pointed to the sky.

He was referring to nothing but the sun. Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng looked at each other and understood: "The Wen Clan of Qishan."

There were countless aristocratic families of all sizes scattered across the Immortal Sect. However, there was a behemoth that was absolutely superior to them all, the Qishan Wen Clan.

The Wen family used the sun as their family crest, which means "to compete with the sun for glory and live as long as the sun". The immortal palace covers a large area, comparable to a city, named Never-Night Heaven, also known as "Never-Night Immortal Capital". It is said that there is no night in the city. It is said to be a behemoth, because no matter the number of disciples, strength, land, or immortal tools, other families are far behind and no one can compete with it. Many immortal cultivators regard being a guest official of the Wen family as the supreme honor. According to the style of the Wen family, it is very likely that the Shuixingyuan in Caiyi Town was rushed over by them.

Although the source of the water plague in this place was known, everyone remained silent.

If the Wen family did it, no matter how much they accused and condemned it, it would be useless. First of all, his family would not admit it, and secondly, there would be no compensation.

A student said indignantly: "His family drove Shui Xingyuan here, which is a disaster for Caiyi Town. If Shui Xingyuan grows up and spreads to the river in the town, so many people will have to rely on a monster to make a living every day. This is really..."

With this difficult and complicated disease thrown at them by others, the Gusu Lan Clan will definitely be in trouble from now on. Lan Xichen sighed, “Forget it. Forget it. Let’s go back to town.”

They boarded a new boat at the ferry and rowed toward the densely populated area of ​​the town.

After crossing the arch bridge and the boat entered the river, Wei Wuxian had another outburst.

He threw the bamboo pole aside, stepped on the side of the boat, and looked in the mirror to see if his hair was messy. He didn't look like he had just escaped from the mouth of the water after picking up several water ghosts. He calmly threw a series of seductive glances at both sides of the river: "Sister, how much is a pound of loquats?"

He was very young, handsome, and full of energy, just like a peach blossom drifting by the water. A woman adjusted her bamboo hat, raised her head and said with a smile: "Young man, can you give me one for free without spending any money?"

Wu Yin's voice was soft and sweet. The speaker's lips and teeth were lingering, and the listener's ears were filled with fragrance. Wei Wuxian cupped his hands and said, "Since my sister gave it to me, of course I want it!"

The woman reached into the frame and a round golden loquat flew out of her hand: "Don't be polite, you are so handsome!"

The boats were moving very fast, and the two boats passed each other side by side. Wei WuXian turned around and saw them, smiling, "Sister is even more beautiful!"

He was surrounded by flowers and butterflies, while Lan Wangji looked straight ahead with a noble character. Wei Wuxian proudly took the loquat and tossed it, then suddenly pointed at him and said, "Sisters, do you think he is handsome?"

Lan Wangji had never expected that he would suddenly involve himself. Just as he was wondering how to respond, the women on the river shouted in unison, "Geng Jun!" There seemed to be some laughter from the men as well.

Wei WuXian said, “Who will give him one then? If only I give one and not him, I’m afraid he’ll get jealous when he gets back!”

The whole river was filled with laughter. Another woman came over in a boat and said, "Okay, I'll give you two. Eat mine, my dear, take it!"

The second one also fell into his hands, and Wei Wuxian shouted, "Sister, you are beautiful and kind-hearted. I will buy one next time. Buy a basket!"

The woman's voice was bright and bolder. She pointed at Lan Wangji and said, "Tell him to come too. You can buy together!"

Wei Wuxian brought the loquat to Lan Wangji. Lan Wangji looked straight ahead and said, "Take it away. "

Wei WuXian took it away: “I knew you wouldn’t want it. That’s why I didn’t intend to give it to you. Jiang Cheng, take it!”

Jiang Cheng happened to fly by in another small boat. He took the loquat with one hand, smiled a little, and then hummed, "Are you flirting again?"

Wei WuXian said proudly, “Get lost!” Turning around, he asked, “Lan Zhan, you are from Gusu, so you can speak the language here, right? Can you teach me how to curse in Gusu dialect?”

Lan Wangji gave him a "boring" and boarded another boat. Wei Wuxian didn't expect him to really answer, but the coquettish accent of the locals was very interesting. He thought that Lan Wangji must have said such words since he was a child, and it was just fun to tease him. He raised his head and took a sip of glutinous rice wine, picked up the round and shiny black jar, grabbed the bamboo shoots, and rushed over to fight Jiang Cheng.

Lan Wangji and Lan Xichen stood side by side. This time, even their expressions were similar. They both looked troubled, thinking about how to deal with Shui Xingyuan and how to explain the many follow-up matters to the mayor of Caiyi Town.

A heavy cargo ship was approaching, loaded with baskets of heavy golden loquats. Lan Wangji took a look and continued to look straight ahead.

Lan Xichen said, “You want to eat loquats. Do you want to buy a basket to take back?”

“…”

Lan Wangji walked away: "I don't want to!"

He went to stand on another boat.