When the head of aristocratic family goes out hunting at night, he is often accompanied by a large crowd and a lot of pomp and circumstance. But Lan Wangji likes to be alone, and this arm is strange and weird, and the slightest mistake may bring harm to others, so he did not bring his family members and other disciples, only Wei Wuxian, and stared at him more and more closely.

Wei Wuxian originally wanted to find a chance to slip away when he went down the mountain to investigate, but he tried to escape many times on the way, and in every case, he was carried back by Lan Wangji with one hand by the collar of his clothes. He changed his strategy and tried his best to stick to Lan Wangji, especially at night, he would climb onto Lan Wangji's bed without fail, hoping that Lan Wangji would be so disgusted that he could not stand it and would quickly chop him away with a sword. But no matter how crazy he was, Lan Wangji remained motionless. As soon as Wei Wuxian got into his bed, he gently slapped Wei Wuxian's whole body stiff, and then stuffed Wei Wuxian into another bed, and put him in a proper sleeping position until dawn. Wei Wuxian suffered several losses, and when he woke up, his waist and legs were sore and he complained bitterly. He couldn't help thinking: "This man has grown up and is much more boring than before. In the past, he knew how to seduce him, and it was funny. But now, not only is he unmoved, he has also learned to fight back. This is really outrageous!"

Following the guidance of the left hand, the two headed northwest. Every day, they played a song together called "Rest" to temporarily ease its anger and murderous intent. When they reached the Qinghe area, the arm that had been pointing the way for a long time suddenly changed, retracting its index finger and forming a fist with five fingers.

This means that the object pointed by this hand is nearby.

As they walked and visited, they came to a small town in Qinghe. It was daytime, and the streets were bustling with people. Wei Wuxian followed Lan Wangji with a clattering sound, and suddenly a pungent scent of powder hit his face.

Accustomed to the light sandalwood scent on Lan Wangji's body, Wei Wuxian was stung by the smell and blurted out: "What are you selling? This smell."

The aroma came from a charlatan wearing a Taoist robe and with a face full of swindlers. He carried a box on his back and sold some small things to passers-by. When someone came to ask, he said happily: "I sell everything! Rouge and powder are of good quality and cheap. Sir, take a look?"

Wei WuXian: “Okay, let’s take a look.”

The doctor said, "Bring it to my wife at home?"

Wei WuXian smiled: “I’ll use it myself.”

"..." The doctor's smile froze, and he thought to himself: "Are you using me for fun?!"

Before he could flare up, another young man came back and said expressionlessly, "If you don't want to buy it, don't make a fuss."

This man was extremely handsome and elegant, with a white robe and a forehead scarf as white as snow, pale eyes, and a long sword hanging from his waist. This doctor was a fake Taoist priest, who had only a vague understanding of the Xuanmen family. He recognized the family crest of the Gusu Lan family, so he didn't dare to act rashly. He quickly tightened the box and ran forward. Wei Wuxian said, "Why are you running? I really want to buy it!"

Lan Wangji asked, “Do you have the money to buy it?”

Wei WuXian said, “If you don’t have money, give it to me.” He reached into his arms. He didn’t expect to get anything out of it, but after a few tries, he actually pulled out a small, delicate, and heavy purse.

This was not something Lan Wangji would carry with him at all, but Lan Wangji had done more than one or two things that puzzled him these days, so Wei Wuxian was not surprised and just took the purse and left. Sure enough, Lan Wangji let him take it and leave without a word of dissatisfaction. If he hadn't asked himself that he had a little understanding of Lan Wangji's character and self-discipline, and Han Guangjun's reputation had always been frighteningly good, he would have almost suspected that there was some kind of entanglement between Lan Wangji and Mo Xuanyu.

Otherwise, why would he still be able to endure it even after going to this extent? !

After walking for a while, Wei Wuxian accidentally looked back and saw Lan Wangji, who had been left far behind him. He was still standing there, looking at him.

Wei Wuxian's pace slowed down involuntarily.

For some reason, he vaguely felt that he shouldn't walk so fast and leave Lan Wangji behind.

At this time, someone shouted: "Yiling Patriarch, five coins for one, ten coins for three!"

Wei Wuxian : "Who?!"

He hurried to see who was selling him, and it was the fake Taoist priest. He put away the low-quality rouge and powder, and took a stack of stickers that looked like door gods, chattering: "Five cents for one, ten cents for three, you can't lose or be cheated at this price! Three is good. One for the door, one for the hall, and the last one for the bedside. The evil spirit is strong, fight evil with evil and poison with poison, and I guarantee that no demons or monsters will dare to get close!"

Wei WuXian said, “You are exaggerating! If it is so effective, why do you sell it for five cents each?!”

The doctor said, "Why you again? If you want to buy it, buy it. If you don't want to buy it, leave. If you want to buy this for fifty cents each, I'm willing to do so."

Wei WuXian flipped through the pile of “Yiling Patriarch Suppressing Evil Portraits” and simply couldn’t accept that the burly man with a green face, fangs, bulging eyes and bulging muscles in the painting was himself.

He argued: "Wei Wuxian is a famous handsome man, what is this you drew?! Don't draw it if you haven't seen the real person. It will mislead the students."

The doctor was about to speak when Wei Wuxian suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from behind him and dodged.

He dodged it, but the quack doctor was thrown out and knocked over the windmill stall of a street vendor. Some people helped him up and some people picked up things. The doctor was in a panic. He was about to curse, but when he saw that the one who kicked him was a young man with golden lights all over his body, who must be rich or noble, his momentum dropped halfway. Then he saw that the other person's chest was embroidered with golden stars, snow waves and white peonies, and he was completely out of breath. But he was unwilling to be kicked for no reason, so he said weakly: "Why did you kick me?"

The young master was none other than Jin Ling. He folded his arms and said coldly, "Kick you? Anyone who dares to mention the name 'Wei Wuxian' in front of me should kneel down and express gratitude if I don't kill him. You're still screaming and yelling in the street. You're courting death!"

Wei WuXian had not expected Jin Ling to appear here, let alone his behavior. He thought, “I don’t know what’s wrong with this kid. He has a bad temper, is arrogant and self-indulgent. He has learned all the bad things from his uncle and father, but not a single good thing from his mother. If I don’t teach him a lesson, he will suffer a great loss sooner or later.” Seeing that Jin Ling didn’t seem to have vented enough anger and took two steps towards the man on the ground, he interrupted, “Jin Ling!”

The doctor dared not say anything, his eyes full of gratitude. Jin Ling turned to Wei Wuxian and said contemptuously: "You haven't escaped yet? Good."

Wei WuXian laughed and said, “Oh, I wonder who was the one who was pinned to the ground and couldn’t get up last time?”

Jin Ling sneered and blew a short whistle. Wei Wuxian didn't understand what he meant at first, but a moment later, he suddenly heard a heavy breathing sound of an animal in the distance.

He turned around and saw a black-maned dog half the height of a man turning out from the corner and running straight towards him. On the long street, screams were getting louder and louder: "The vicious dog is biting people!"

Wei WuXian’s face turned pale with rage, and he ran away.

It is embarrassing to say that the Yiling Patriarch is invincible, but in fact, he is afraid of dogs. There is nothing he can do about it. When he was a child, he was not picked up by Jiang Fengmian and brought home. He was a wild child and often snatched food from the mouths of vicious dogs. He suffered a lot from being bitten and chased several times, and gradually he became scared to death of dogs of all sizes. Jiang Cheng often laughed at him for this. It would be embarrassing to tell this story to others, and few people would believe it, so it was not widely circulated. Wei Wuxian was almost scared to death. Suddenly, he saw a tall and graceful white shadow in his eyes, and he shouted heartbreakingly: "Lan Zhan, save me!"

Jin Ling chased here, and when he saw Lan Wangji, he was horrified: "Why is this lunatic with him again?!" Lan Wangji was a serious person, and he never smiled. Even many peers in the immortal sect were scared when they saw him, let alone these juniors. His intimidation was even greater than that of Lan Qiren back then. The dog had been strictly trained, and was not an ordinary dog. It was very spiritual, and it seemed to know that it could not act wild in front of this person. It howled a few times, tucked its tail between its legs, and hid behind Jin Ling.

This black-maned spirit dog is a precious breed that Jin Guangyao gave to Jin Ling. If ordinary people heard that it was sent by Lian Fang Zun, they would not dare to neglect it. However, Lan Wangji was not an ordinary person. He didn't care who gave it to him or who let the dog run wild. He would punish him severely. When Jin Ling was caught chasing someone in the street with the dog, he was heartbroken and thought to himself, "I'm dead. He must kill this spirit dog that I trained with great difficulty and teach me a lesson!"

Unexpectedly, Wei Wuxian dove under Lan Wangji's arms and got behind him, wishing he could climb up along his tall and straight pole and climb to the top. Lan Wangji seemed to be frozen by his hands, and taking this opportunity, Jin Ling blew two short whistles again and fled with his black-maned spirit dog.

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The doctor on the ground nearby struggled to stand up and said with lingering fear: "The world is going downhill. The children of today's aristocratic families are really amazing! Incredible!"

Wei WuXian heard the barking of the dog fade away, and he also came out from behind Lan WangJi, and agreed with his hands behind his back as if nothing had happened: “That’s right, the world is going downhill, and people’s hearts are no longer the same as they used to be.”

The doctor now saw him as if he had saved his life, and he agreed again and again. To express his gratitude, he threw the stack of "Yiling Patriarch's Suppressing Evil Maps" into Wei WuXian's hands like a hot potato: "Brother, thank you very much for what you did just now! This is just a thank you gift. You can sell it at a discount, three coins per piece, and it will be sold for a total of three hundred."

Lan Wangji glanced at the sturdy man with green face and fangs in the portrait and made no comment. Wei Wuxian saw that his price was getting lower and lower, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Is this a thank you gift? If you really want to thank me, make him look better for me!... Stop, don't leave. I have something to ask you. Have you heard of anything strange while doing business here? Or have you seen any strange visions?"

The doctor said, "Strange thing? You asked the right question. I have been stationed here for many years and I am known as the Know-it-all of Qinghe. What kind of strange thing is it?"

Wei WuXian said: “For example, demonic activities, mysterious cases of dismemberment, and tragic events involving the extermination of a family.”

The doctor said, "There is no such thing here, but if you go five or six miles ahead, there is a mountain called Xinglu Ridge. I advise you not to go there."

Wei WuXian asked, “What do you mean?”

The doctor said, "This Xinglu Ridge is also nicknamed 'Man-Eating Ridge'. What do you think of it?"