He had not expected Lan Wangji to accompany him, so he drank the wine. Unexpectedly, Lan Wangji looked at him in silence for a long while, then suddenly rolled up his sleeves, reached out his hand, poured himself a glass of wine, and calmed himself, then raised the glass and drank it slowly.

Wei WuXian was slightly surprised and said, “HanGuang-Jun, you are so considerate, are you really going to drink with me?”

The last time they drank, Wei WuXian didn’t look closely at his expression, but this time he paid special attention.

Lan Wangji closed his eyes when he drank, frowned slightly, drank the whole glass, pursed his lips imperceptibly, and then opened his eyes. There was a light gleam of water in his eyes.

Wei Wuxian propped up his chin at the table and began to count silently in his mind. Sure enough, when he counted to the eighth time, Lan Wangji put down his wine glass, held his forehead, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Wei Wuxian was completely convinced: Sure enough, he slept first and then got drunk!

He felt an inexplicable rush of eagerness in his heart, and drank the remaining wine in the jug in one gulp. He stood up and walked around the private room with his hands behind his back. After a moment, he walked to Lan Wangji, leaned over, and whispered in his ear, "Lan Zhan?"

No answer. Wei WuXian asked again: "Brother WangJi?"

Lan Wangji supported his forehead with his right hand, breathing very steadily and slowly.

This face and the hand supporting the forehead are both white and flawless, like beautiful jade.

The faint sandalwood scent emanating from his body was originally cold and somewhat desolate. However, at this moment, the sandalwood was infiltrated with alcohol, and a hint of warmth appeared in the cold fragrance, as if mixed with a hint of slightly tipsy sweetness, which was actually slightly intoxicating.

Wei WuXian moved closer, the fragrance lingering between his breaths. Unconsciously, he leaned down a little lower, closer to him, and vaguely thought, “Strange… why do I feel a little hot?”

In the aroma of wine and sandalwood, his face was getting closer and closer, but he was unaware of it. His voice became deeper and he murmured with a hint of frivolity: "Second Brother Lan......"

Suddenly, a voice came faintly: "Young Master..."

Wei Wuxian’s face was already close to Lan Wangji, and the word “brother” was about to come out of his lips. He was startled by the sound, his feet slipped, and he almost fell down.

He immediately blocked Lan Wangji behind him and turned to face the wooden window where the sound came from.

The wooden window was carefully knocked, and a small voice floated in through the window: "Young Master..."

Wei Wuxian then realized that his heart was beating a little fast, and thought to himself that it was strange. He calmed himself down, walked over, and propped up the window. He saw a man in black hooked on the eaves, hanging upside down outside the window, and was about to knock again. Wei Wuxian suddenly opened the window and hit him on the head. He cried out softly, held up the window sash with both hands, and met Wei Wuxian's face.

A gust of cold night wind blew in through the window. Wen Ning opened his eyes, and his eye sockets were no longer dead white, but had a pair of quiet black pupils.

The two of them, one standing and the other hanging upside down, stared at each other for a long while.

Wei WuXian said, “Come down.”

Wen Ning lost his grip on the eaves and fell down, landing heavily on the ground downstairs.

Wei Wuxian wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead.

He thought to himself, “This is the right place!”

Fortunately, he chose this tavern. For the sake of quietness, the wooden window of the private room faces a small forest instead of a pedestrian street. Wei Wuxian picked up the support rod to prop up the wooden window, leaned out of the window and looked down. Wen Ning's body was so heavy that it made a human-shaped pit on the ground. He lay in the pit, but his eyes were still staring at him.

Wei WuXian lowered his voice and shouted at him, “I told you to come down, not to go down. ‘Come’, understand?”

Wen Ning craned his neck to look at him, climbed out of the pit, patted the dirt off his body, and said hurriedly, "Oh. I'm here."

After saying that, he hugged the pillar again and prepared to climb up it. Wei WuXian said, "Stop! You are right there. I will come to find you."

He returned to Lan Wangji and whispered in his ear, "Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, you must get some more sleep. I'll be back soon. Be good, okay?"

After he finished speaking, his hands felt a little itchy, and he couldn't help but flick Lan Wangji's eyelashes with his fingertips.

Lan Wangji's eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyebrows twisted slightly, and he felt a little uneasy. Wei Wuxian retracted his claws, jumped out of the window, and landed on the eaves and branches after a few jumps. As soon as he turned around, Wen Ning knelt down in front of him.

Wei WuXian asked, “What are you doing?”

Wen Ning said nothing, with his head down. Wei WuXian asked, “Do you really have to talk to me like this?”

Wen Ning whispered, "Sir, I'm sorry."

Wei WuXian said, “That’s fine.”

After saying that, he also knelt down in front of Wen Ning. Wen Ning was startled and kowtowed to him hastily, and Wei Wuxian immediately kowtowed to him as well. Wen Ning jumped up in shock, and Wei Wuxian stood up, dusted off his skirt, and said, "Wouldn't it be better if you straightened your back and spoke earlier?"

Wen Ning lowered his head and dared not speak. Wei Wuxian asked, "When did you regain consciousness?"

Wen Ning said: "Just now."

Wei WuXian asked, “Do you remember what happened when the skull nail was stuck in your brain?”

Wen Ning said: "Some of it I remember...some of it I don't remember."

Wei WuXian asked, “Remember what?”

Wen Ning said, "I remember being chained to a dark place, and it seemed like someone would come to check on me occasionally."

Wei WuXian asked, “Do you remember who it was?”

Wen Ning said, "I don't remember. I just know someone was nailing something into my head."

Wei WuXian said, “It should be Xue Yang. He also used the skull spike to control Song Lan. He used to be a guest official of Lanling Jin Sect, but I don’t know if he did this on his own or at the behest of Lanling Jin Sect.” After thinking for a while, he said, “It should be at the behest of Lanling Jin Sect. Back then, it was announced to the public that you had been crushed to ashes. If Lanling Jin Sect hadn’t interfered, he probably wouldn’t have been able to conceal the truth on his own.”

After a pause, he continued, "What happened next? How did you end up at Mount Dafan?"

Wen Ning said: "Later, I don't know how long it had been, but I suddenly heard clapping, and when I heard you say 'you're still not awake', I... broke the chains and rushed out..."

That was the order Wei Wuxian gave to the three evil corpses when he was in Mo Village.

The Yiling Patriarch had issued countless instructions to the Ghost General in the past, so he also heard the first order Wei Wuxian issued after returning to the world.

So, in a state of confusion, Wen Ning began to follow the guidance of his peers and Wei Wuxian's instructions to find the way there. Lanling Jin also understood that the secret hiding of the Ghost General should not be publicized, otherwise the news would not only damage the family's reputation, but also cause panic, so even if Wen Ning ran away, they dared not pursue him in a big way, and were tied up. Wen Ning wandered all the way, and finally caught up with Wei Wuxian's flute summons at Dafan Mountain and successfully met up.

Wei WuXian sighed and said, “Your ‘I don’t know how long it has been’ means more than ten years have passed.”

After a pause, he said, "But it's almost the same here. Do you want me to tell you something about what happened over the years?"

Wen Ning said: "I have heard some of it."

Wei WuXian asked, “What did you hear?”

Wen Ning said, “I heard that the mass grave is gone, and all the people…are gone.”

Actually, what Wei Wuxian originally wanted to tell him were some insignificant anecdotes, such as how the Lan family's rules had increased from three thousand to four thousand. However, Wen Ning spoke so seriously that he could not help but remain silent.

But despite the heavy heart, Wen Ning's tone was not sad, as if he had known this would happen. In fact, he did know this would happen. As early as more than a decade ago, the worst outcome had been predicted countless times.

After a moment of silence, Wei WuXian asked, “What else did you hear?”

Wen Ning said softly, "Master Jiang Cheng led his men to siege the mass grave. They will kill you."

Wei WuXian said: “I have to clarify this, he didn’t kill me. I died from the backlash.”

Wen Ning finally raised his eyes to look at him and said, "But, Sect Master Jiang clearly..."

Wei WuXian said, “It’s impossible for a person to walk safely on a single-plank bridge for his entire life. There’s nothing we can do about it.”

Wen Ning seemed to want to sigh, but he had no words to sigh with. Wei WuXian said, "Okay, let's not talk about him. Have you heard anything else?"

“Yes.” Wen Ning looked at him and said, “Master Wei, you died tragically.”

“…” Seeing his miserable look, Wei WuXian said, “Alas, you didn’t hear any good news at all?”

Wen Ning frowned and said, "Yeah. Really not at all."

"..." Wei WuXian was speechless.

At this moment, a loud sound of porcelain breaking was heard in the lobby on the first floor. Lan Sizhui's voice followed: "Weren't we talking about Xue Yang before? Why did we have to argue about this?"

Jin Ling angrily said, "We are talking about Xue Yang. Am I wrong? What did Xue Yang do? He is a scumbag who is worse than an animal. Wei Ying is even more disgusting than him! What do you mean by 'cannot generalize'? This kind of evil and crooked way is a disaster if it remains in the world. They should all be killed, killed, and exterminated!"

Wen Ning moved, and Wei Wuxian waved his hand to signal him to stop. Lan Jingyi also joined in, shouting, "Why are you so angry? Sizhui didn't say that Wei Wuxian shouldn't be killed. He just said that not all ghost practitioners are like Xue Yang. Is it necessary for you to throw things around? I haven't eaten that yet..."

Jin Ling sneered, "Didn't he also say, 'The creator of this way may not have thought of using it to do evil'? Who is the 'creator of this way'? Tell me, who else could it be besides Wei Ying! It's really puzzling. Your Gusu Lan family is also a prominent family of immortals. Many people in your family died at the hands of Wei Ying back then, right? Was it a headache to kill the zombies and his minions? Why do you, Lan Yuan, speak in such a strange manner? From what you said just now, could it be that you want to excuse Wei Ying?"

Lan Yuan is Lan Sizhui's name. He defended himself, "I'm not trying to excuse him. I'm just suggesting that you don't jump to conclusions before you know the whole story. You know, before coming to Yicheng, weren't there many people who asserted that Chang Ping of the Liyang Chang Clan was killed by Taoist Xiao Xingchen in revenge? But what is the truth?"

Jin Ling said, "Whether Chang Ping was killed by Taoist Xiao Xingchen or not, no one saw it. Everyone is just guessing, how can that be called an assertion? But Wei Ying ambushed and killed Chang Ping on Qiongqi Road, and bloodbathed Nevernight City. In the two battles, how many cultivators died at his hands, at the hands of Wen Ning and at the hands of the Yin Tiger Talisman! This is a fact that countless people have seen, and there is no way to argue or deny it! And he instigated Wen Ning to kill my father and my mother, and I will never forget these!"

If there was any color on Wen Ning's face, it would have disappeared by now.

He whispered, "...Miss Jiang's son?"

Wei Wuxian didn't move.

Jin Ling continued, "My uncle grew up with him. My grandfather treated him like his own son, and my grandmother treated him well. But what about him? He caused Lotus Pier to become a den of evil for the Wen Clan's mob, caused the Yunmeng Jiang Clan to fall apart, and caused my grandparents and parents to die. Now only my uncle is left! He brought disaster upon himself, and he caused trouble and eventually died without a complete body! What is there to be unclear about this whole story? What excuses can be found?"

He was aggressive, but Lan Sizhui didn't respond. After a while, another boy said, "Why are you arguing about this? Let's not talk about it, okay? We're eating, and the food is getting cold."

Judging from the voice, it was the "amorous seed" that Wei Wuxian had teased. Another person echoed, "Zizhen is right, stop arguing. Sizhui just said something careless, he didn't expect so much from his casual words. Mr. Jin, please sit down and eat together."

"Yes, we all just came out of Yicheng, so we are close friends... Why bother arguing over such an unintentional mistake?"

Jin Ling snorted. Lan Sizhui finally spoke, still politely: "I'm sorry, I was not thoughtful enough and said something wrong. Mr. Jin, please take a seat. If you keep arguing, it will be bad if Han Guangjun comes down."

Mentioning Han Guang-Jun really had a miraculous effect. Jin Ling immediately stopped even humming. There was a sound of moving tables and benches, and it seemed that someone was sitting down. The hall was noisy again, and the voices of the young men were quickly drowned out by the interlaced cups, plates, bowls, and chopsticks. Wei Wuxian and Wen Ning were still standing quietly in the grove, both with solemn expressions.

In silence, Wen Ning knelt down again without a sound. It took Wei Wuxian a while to notice his movements, and he waved his hand, saying, "It's none of your business."

Wen Ning was about to speak when he suddenly looked behind Wei Wuxian and was slightly startled. Wei Wuxian was about to turn around to look when he saw a man in white clothes passing by him and kicking Wen Ning on the shoulder.

Wen Ning was kicked so hard that a human-shaped pit was created.

Wei WuXian quickly stopped Lan WangJi who was about to kick him again, and said repeatedly: “HanGuangJun, HanGuangJun! Calm down!”

It seems that the time to "sleep" has passed and the time to "get drunk" has come. Lan Wangji has found it.

This situation was strangely familiar, and history was surprisingly similar. However, this time, Lan Wangji looked more normal than last time, and his boots were not worn backwards. Even when he made such a rude move as kicking Wen Ning, his face became more serious, upright, and righteous, and there was no flaw to be found. After being pulled by Wei Wuxian, he shook his sleeves, nodded, and stood there proudly, not kicking as he was told. Wei Wuxian took the time to ask Wen Ning, "How are you?"

Wen Ning said, "I'm fine."

Wei WuXian said, “If you’re fine, get up! Why are you still kneeling?”

Wen Ning climbed up, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Master Lan."

Lan Wangji frowned and covered his ears, turning his back to Wen Ning and facing Wei Wuxian, blocking his view with his body.

Wen Ning: “…”

Wei WuXian said, “You’d better not stand here. Lan Zhan, uh, doesn’t like to see you.”

Wen Ning asked, "...What happened to Master Lan?"

Wei WuXian said, “Nothing serious. Just drunk.”

"Ah?" Wen Ning was at a loss, and seemed unable to accept this fact. After a while, he finally said, "Then...what should I do?"

Wei WuXian said, “What else can I do? I’ll take him into the house and throw him on the bed to sleep.”

Lan Wangji said, “Okay.”

Wei WuXian asked, “Eh? Didn’t you cover your ears? How come you can hear me talking again?”

This time Lan Wangji did not answer, still covering his ears tightly, as if it was not him who interrupted. Wei Wuxian was amused and said to Wen Ning: "Be careful."

Wen Ning nodded, and couldn't help but glance at Lan Wangji again. Just as he was about to leave, Wei Wuxian called him back and said, "Wen Ning. You... why don't you find a place to hide first."

Wen Ning was stunned. Wei Wuxian said, "You have died twice. Take a good rest."

After he left, Wei Wuxian took away Lan Wangji's hands that were covering his ears and said, "Okay, let's go. I can't hear any sound, and I can't see anyone anymore."

Lan Wangji then let go of his hand, staring at him blankly with his light-colored eyes.

The look was too clear and upright. The desire to do evil surged in Wei Wuxian's heart. Something in his body seemed to be ignited. He smiled maliciously and said, "Lan Zhan, you still answer whatever I ask? You do whatever I tell you to do."

Lan Wangji said, “Yeah.”

Wei WuXian said, “Take off your headband.”

As expected, Lan Wangji reached behind his head, slowly untied the belt, and took off the white headband embroidered with rolling cloud patterns.

Wei Wuxian took the headband in his hand, turned it over and over to look at it carefully for a while, and said: "It's nothing special. I thought it was hiding some shocking secret. Then why were you so angry when I took it off?" Could it be that Lan Wangji simply hated him and all his behaviors back then?

Suddenly, he felt his wrists tighten. Lan Wangji tied his hands with a headband and began to tie them slowly.

Wei WuXian asked, “What are you doing?”

He wanted to see what Lan Wangji was going to do, so he let him do it. Lan Wangji tied his hands tightly, first with a slipknot, then thought about it, and felt it was not right, so he untied it and changed it to a knot. Then he thought about it again, and still felt it was not right, so he tied another one.

The Gusu Lan clan's headband had a hanging ribbon behind it, which fluttered freely when they moved, and was extremely beautiful, so it was also very long. Lan Wangji tied seven or eight knots in a row, forming a bunch of ugly little lumps, and then stopped with satisfaction.

Wei WuXian asked, “Hey, do you still want this headband?”

Lan Wangji's brows relaxed, and he took the other end of the headband, pulled Wei Wuxian's hand, and raised it to his eyes, as if he was admiring his great masterpiece. Wei Wuxian's hand was lifted up by him, and he thought: "I feel like a prisoner... No, why should I play with him like this? Shouldn't I be the one playing with him?"

Suddenly awake, Wei WuXian said, “Untie it for me.”

Lan Wangji happily reached out his hand, and used the same trick again, reaching for his collar and belt. Wei Wuxian said, “Don’t untie this! Untie this on your hand, untie this thing you tied me with, this headband.”

If Lan Wangji tied my hands and stripped me naked, the scene would be so terrifying just to think about!

Lan Wangji frowned again after hearing his request, and remained motionless for a long while. Wei Wuxian raised his hand to show him, coaxing, "Just listen to me, take this off for me. Be good."

Lan Wangji glanced at him and calmly looked away, as if he didn't understand what he was saying and needed to think hard for a while. Wei Wuxian shouted, "Oh, I understand! You're very excited when I ask you to tie me up, but you don't understand when I ask you to untie me, right?"

The Lan family's headbands were made of the same material as their clothes. They looked light and flowing, but were in fact very solid. Lan Wangji tied them very tightly, and tied a long series of knots. Wei Wuxian twisted left and right but couldn't get free. He thought to himself, "He is really shooting himself in the foot. Fortunately, it was a headband and not some weird thing like a rope, otherwise he would have tied me up."

Lan Wangji was looking into the distance, while he was pulling the headband with his hands, pulling and shaking it, looking like he was having a lot of fun. Wei Wuxian begged, "Can you please untie it for me? Han Guang-jun, you are such a fairy, how can you do such a thing? What are you doing by tying me up? It's so bad, what if someone sees it? Huh?"

After hearing the last sentence, Lan Wangji pulled him out of the woods.

Wei WuXian was dragged away by him, stumbling as he said, “Wait a minute. I meant that it would be bad if others saw it, not that I asked you to show it to others. Hey! Are you pretending not to understand? Are you doing this on purpose? You only understand what you want to understand, right? Lan Zhan, Lan WangJi!”

Before he finished speaking, Lan Wangji had dragged him out of the woods, back to the street, and re-entered the lobby from the first floor of the restaurant.

A group of youngsters were still eating, drinking and having fun. Although they had a little unpleasantness just now, young people can always forget the unpleasantness immediately. They were having a great time playing drinking games, and a few brave youngsters from the Lan family wanted to drink secretly. Someone had been watching the stairs on the second floor to prevent them from being discovered by Lan Wangji. No one expected that Lan Wangji would suddenly drag Wei Wuxian in through the door that they had not been prepared for. When they turned their heads, everyone was stunned.

Lan Jingyi tried to hide the wine cup on the table with a clang, knocking over several plates and bowls along the way. This didn't have any effect at all, but instead made the object he wanted to hide more conspicuous. Lan Sizhui stood up and said, "Han, Han Guangjun, how did you come in from this side again..."

Wei WuXian laughed and said, “Haha, you HanGuang-Jun must have been sitting there for a while, so you came out to get some fresh air, and then I suddenly felt like doing something unexpected, and now I’ve caught you stealing some wine.”

He prayed in his heart that Lan Zhan would drag him upstairs directly, and not talk to anyone or make any unnecessary movements. As long as he continued to keep silent and maintain his cold appearance, no one would notice that something was wrong with him.

Just as he thought this, Lan Wangji pulled him to the table of the younger generation.

Lan Sizhui was shocked and said, "Hanguang-jun, your headband..."

Before he could finish, he saw Wei Wuxian's hand.

Han Guangjun’s headband was tied around Wei Wuxian’s wrist.

As if not enough people noticed this, Lan Wangji lifted Wei Wuxian’s hand by the strap of his headband and showed it to everyone.