After entering the city, the two walked side by side in the bustling crowd. Suddenly, Lan Wangji asked, "How is the evil curse mark?"

Wei WuXian said, “Jin Ling was buried too close to his good brothers, so he was stained with a lot of resentment. It has faded a little, but it’s not completely gone. We probably have to find the whole body, or at least the head, before we can find a way to completely eliminate it. It’s okay.”

"Good brother" is the man who was torn apart by five horses. Because he didn't know who he was, Wei Wuxian suggested using "good brother" as a nickname. After Lan Wangji heard it, he said nothing, but he didn't object, either, which was considered as tacit approval of this title. Of course, he himself would never use this word.

Lan Wangji asked, “How much is one point?”

Wei WuXian gestured a distance and said, “A little is a little. So, do you want me to take it off for you to see?”

Lan Wangji's brows twitched slightly, as if he was really worried that he would take off his clothes in the street, and he said calmly: "Take it off when we get home."

Wei Wuxian laughed, turned around and took two steps backwards. In order to get out of this situation as soon as possible, he had done many embarrassing things, pretending to be crazy and stupid. Now that his identity was exposed, anyone else would be ashamed to think of the past, but only Wei Wuxian, who was thick-skinned, remained calm. On the other hand, if someone else had a little shame, he would not do such weird things as crawling into bed in the middle of the night, forcing others to squeeze into the bathtub, and asking if she looked beautiful after putting on makeup. He pretended that he didn't remember anything, and Lan Wangji naturally didn't bring it up on his own, and the two acted as if nothing had happened. Today was the first time since then that he had made such a joke. After laughing, Wei Wuxian immediately said seriously: "Hanguang Jun, do you think that the people who threw the hand of our good brother to Mojiazhuang and let it attack your young people are the same people who sewed his legs to another corpse and buried it in the wall?"

Although he had always called Lan Wangji by his first name in his heart, he had become accustomed to calling him by his honorific name after calling him by it every day for a while. Moreover, this name, when he called it out, had a kind of fake seriousness and inexplicable funny flavor, so he continued to call him by it half-heartedly when he was outside.

Lan Wangji said, “Two batches.”

Wei WuXian said, “Well, we have similar views. They went to great lengths to sew their legs onto another corpse and hide them in the wall, clearly because they didn’t want their limbs to be discovered. If that was the case, they wouldn’t have deliberately thrown out their left hand to attack the Gusu Lan Sect’s people, as this would have definitely attracted attention and led to investigation. One went to great lengths to hide, while the other acted rashly, fearing that they would not be discovered. They are probably not the same group of people.”

He had said all he could, and Lan Wangji seemed to have nothing else to say, but he still said "hmm".

Wei WuXian turned back and said as he walked, “The one who hid his leg knew that the Nie Clan of Qinghe had the tradition of offering sacrifices to the sword hall, and the one who threw his left hand knew about the movements of the Gusu Lan Clan. I’m afraid their backgrounds are not simple. There are more and more secrets.”

Lan Wangji said, “Take it one step at a time.”

Wei WuXian asked, “How did you recognize me?”

Lan Wangji said, “Think for yourself.”

They asked one question after another without stopping for a moment. Wei Wuxian wanted to catch Lan Wangji off guard and make him blurt out the answer to the last question, but he still failed. He was not discouraged and changed the topic quickly: "I have never been to Liyang. I always asked people for information before. This time I am being lazy and you should go and find out. I wonder if Hanguang-jun would mind?"

Lan Wangji turned and started to leave, and Wei Wuxian immediately said, “Wait. Hanguang-jun, may I ask where you are going?”

Lan Wangji turned around and said, “Look for the immortal family stationed here.”

Wei WuXian grabbed his sword tassel and pulled him back: “Why are you looking for them? This is their territory, they won’t tell you even if they know. Either they can’t solve it and are too embarrassed to tell you, or they are stubborn and don’t want outsiders to interfere. Honorable HanGuang-Jun, I’m not trying to discredit you, but you can’t do it without me. It would be strange if you can find out anything by asking like this.”

Although the words were spoken bluntly, Lan Wangji's eyes were gentle, and he still whispered, "Yeah."

Wei WuXian smiled: “What do you mean by ‘hmm’? This is also ‘hmm’.” But he secretly complained: “You can only say ‘hmm’, you are really boring!”

Lan Wangji asked, “Then how can I find out?”

Wei WuXian pointed to one side: “Of course we’re going there.”

He was pointing at a wide, long street. Both sides of the street were lined with ostentatious signs hanging high and low, with bright red scarves fluttering, which was very eye-catching. Every store had its front door wide open, with round, black jars placed inside and outside the store, and shop assistants holding trays of small wine bowls to recommend themselves to passers-by.

The strong aroma of alcohol filled the street. No wonder Wei Wuxian walked slower and slower. When he reached the street corner, he could no longer move and was held back.

Wei WuXian said seriously, “The guys in this kind of place are usually young and smart, hardworking, and there are many customers every day, so any strange things circulating in the area will definitely not escape their eyes and ears.”

Lan Wangji hummed and didn’t object, but his face was already full of “You obviously just want to drink”.

Wei WuXian pretended not to understand his face, and just pulled his sword tassel, and stepped into the street of restaurants with golden eyes. Immediately, five or six waiters from different restaurants surrounded him, each more enthusiastic than the other: "Would you like to try it? The famous He's Brew!"

"Sir, try this. It's free. If you like it, come back and patronize our shop."

"This wine doesn't smell strong, but it's quite potent when you drink it!"

"If you can still stand after drinking, I'll take your last name!"

Upon hearing this, Wei WuXian said, “Okay!” He took the wine bowl from the waiter, raised his head and drank it all, then smiled and showed him the bottom of the empty bowl, and asked, “Take my last name?”

The guy didn't back down. He raised his head and said with more courage: "I said I'll finish the whole jar!"

Wei WuXian said: “Then give me – three altars.”

The clerk was overjoyed and rushed back to the store. Wei Wuxian said to Lan Wangji, "When it comes to business, do business first, then talk about other things. Once the business is done, it will be easier to open your mouth."

Lan Wangji paid the bill.

The two entered the store, which had wooden tables and chairs for customers to rest and chat. Another waiter inside was shocked by Lan Wangji's appearance and demeanor, and did not dare to neglect him. He wiped the tables and chairs for a long time before he dared to point out a seat. Wei Wuxian had two jars at his feet and one in his hand. He chatted with the waiter for a while and then got to the point, asking about the strange things here. The waiter was also a talkative person, rubbing his hands and asking, "What kind of strange things?"

"Haunted houses, desolate graves, dismembered bodies, and so on."

The guy's eyes rolled around: "Oh...what do you do? You and him."

Wei WuXian said: “Haven’t you already guessed it?”

The waiter understood and said, "That's right. It's easy to guess. You two must be from some noble family that can fly around and ride on clouds. Especially the one next to you. I've never seen anyone so... so..."

Wei WuXian smiled and said, “Such a pretty person.”

The waiter laughed and said, "This young master will be unhappy with what you said. Strange things, right? Yes. But it's not now, it was ten years ago. Go this way, out of the city, and walk another two or three miles, you can see a beautifully built house. I don't know if the sign is still there. That place is Chang's house."

Wei WuXian asked, “What happened to that house?”

"A family massacre!" the waiter said, "You asked about the weirdest thing, so of course I'll tell you the weirdest of the weird. The whole family was killed, and I heard that they were all frightened to death!"

Hearing this, Lan Wangji seemed to be thinking about something. Wei Wuxian didn't pay attention and said, "Are there any immortal families stationed in this area?" It must be a cruel and terrifying evil spirit that can scare several people in a family to death. Not every family has a helpless hardship like the Nie family in Qinghe. Most immortal families will not tolerate such things appearing in their territory. The waiter said, "Yes. Why not?"

Wei WuXian asked: “So how did they deal with it at that time?”

"Deal with it?" The waiter threw the rag over his shoulder, sat down, and solemnly revealed the burden he had been holding back for a long time: "Sir, do you know the surname of the immortal cultivation family stationed in Liyang before? It was Chang. The family that died was their family! Now that everyone is dead, who will deal with it?"

The Chang family that was wiped out was the immortal cultivation family stationed here? !

Although Wei Wuxian had never heard of the Liyang Chang family, and it was definitely not a prominent family, the annihilation of a family was definitely a very serious and horrifying event. He then asked, "How was the Chang family wiped out?"

The waiter said, "I heard about it too. One night, there was a knock on the door of the Chang family."

Wei WuXian: “Knock on the door?”

"Yes! The banging on the door was deafening. There were shouting and crying inside, as if everyone was locked in and couldn't get out. This is too weird, isn't it? The door is bolted from the inside. If you want to get out, why don't you just open it? Why bang on the door? There's nothing you can do to the people outside. Besides, you can't get out through the door. Can't you climb over the wall?

"People outside were worried. Everyone in this area knew that the Chang family was a great local family, practicing Taoism. Their head, whose name was Chang Ping, had a sword that could fly, and he stood on it and flew! If something really happened inside, even his family couldn't handle it, and other ordinary people went up there, wouldn't that be courting death? So no one put up a ladder or climbed over the wall to look inside. A night passed like this, and the wailing inside became smaller and smaller. The next day, as the sun came out, the Chang family's door opened by itself.

"The whole house, with more than a dozen men and women, and more than 50 servants, was filled with fear, some sitting and some lying on the ground, vomiting bile.

The owner of the liquor store turned around and cursed, "You want to die! Why are you talking about old things when you don't want to work?"

Wei WuXian said, “Five more altars.”

Lan Wangji paid for ten jars, and the boss turned around and smiled happily, and told the waiter: "Accompany the customers well and don't run around!"

Wei WuXian said, “Please continue.”

The waiter no longer had any worries, and he used all his strength to speak in a rhythmic manner: "Since then, for a long time, if pedestrians walked near Chang's house at night, they could hear the sound of knocking on the door coming from inside!

"Just imagine, they are people who fly in the clouds, cultivate immortality and fight monsters. They have seen a lot of ghosts, but they were all scared to death. How scary that is. If you walk on the road too much at night, you will always encounter ghosts. You can even hear the sound of coffins being slammed during burials! Although their owner Chang Ping was away from home and didn't come back, so he escaped..."

Wei WuXian asked, “Didn’t you say that the whole family died?”