The time for the grand gathering of hundreds of scholars at Jinlin Terrace is approaching in a blink of an eye.

Most of the immortal palaces of the major families were built in beautiful places, but the Jinlin Terrace of the Lanling Jin Clan was located in the most prosperous place in Lanling City. To visit the stage, the right way is a long slope of two miles, which is only open to large occasions such as banquets and talks. According to the rules of the Lanling Jin Clan, this road is not allowed to drive fast. The two sides of the chariot road are painted with colorful reliefs, all of which are the life stories of the Jin family's successive patriarchs and celebrities. During the ride, there will be Lanling Jin Clan disciples driving to explain a little.

Among them, the current head of the family, Jin Guangyao, occupies the four most eye-catching paintings, namely "Transmitting Secrets", "Ambush and Killing", "Brotherhood", and "Encouragement and Power". The content is naturally the four scenes of Jin Guangyao's undercover work in the Qishan Wen Clan to transmit intelligence, assassinate Wen Ruohan, the head of the Wen Clan, the brotherhood of the three, and Jin Guangyao's promotion of the Immortal Supervisor Order after ascending to the throne of the Immortal Supervisor. The painter is quite good at grasping the charm of people. At first glance, it is only exquisite but not strange. However, if you look closely, you can find that even when Jin Guangyao's portrait on the screen wall is stabbed from behind and his face is stained with blood, his eyebrows are still curved, with a little tenderness and a smile, which makes people's scalps slightly numb.

Next to Jin Guangyao's was Jin Zixuan's mural. Usually, in order to emphasize absolute authority, the head of the family would deliberately reduce the number of murals of celebrities of the same generation, or replace them with a painter with lesser skills so that they would not be outshined. Everyone understood this behavior and expressed understanding. However, Jin Zixuan also had four murals, which made him equal to Jin Guangyao, the head of the family. The handsome man in the painting was full of energy and pride. Wei Wuxian got out of the car, stopped in front, and looked at it for a while. Lan Wangji also stopped and waited for him quietly.

A disciple not far away said, "Gusu Lan, please enter here."

Lan Wangji said, “Let’s go.”

Wei WuXian said nothing and walked with him.

As soon as he stepped onto the Jinlin Terrace, he saw a wide plaza with fine paving, full of pedestrians. The Lanling Jin Clan must have expanded and renovated many times over the years, and this extravagance was even greater than what Wei Wuxian had seen back then. In the far distance of the plaza, nine steps of Ruyi supported a white marble Xumi pedestal, and a Han Dynasty temple with a double-eaved hip roof overlooked the area below in a majestic manner, with golden snow waves gathering into a sea of ​​flowers.

The Golden Stars and Snow Waves is the flower emblem on the Lanling Jin family's family crest. It is a white peony of excellent quality. The flower is wonderful, and the name is wonderful. The petals are double-layered, with large petals on the outside, layered like snow waves, and small petals on the inside, slender and beautiful, with strands of golden stamens, like golden stars. One flower is magnificent and unparalleled, and thousands of flowers blooming together, such a magnificent scene, how can it be praised in words?

There are several avenues in front of the square, and families keep coming in in an orderly and orderly manner: "Moling Su family, please enter here."

"Qinghe Nie, please enter here."

"Yunmeng Jiang Clan, please enter here."

As soon as Jiang Cheng showed up, he glared at him and walked over to him and said indifferently, "Lord Zewu, Lord Hanguang."

Lan Xichen also nodded and said, "Sect Master Jiang."

The two were absent-minded and said a few perfunctory words. Jiang Cheng said, "I haven't seen Han Guang-jun at the Qing Tan Party in Jinlin Terrace before. Why are you interested in coming this time?"

Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji remained silent. Fortunately, Jiang Cheng had not really meant to ask this question. He had already turned his gaze to Wei Wuxian and said in a tone that seemed as if he could shoot out a flying sword to nail him to death at any time, "Didn't you two never bring any strangers with you when you went on visits abroad in the past? What's going on this time? It's unprecedented. Who is this famous scholar? Can you introduce him to me?"

At this time, a smiling voice said: "Second brother, why didn't you tell me in advance that Wangji would also come?"

The master of Jinlin Terrace, Lianfangzun Jin Guangyao came out to greet him personally.

Lan Xichen smiled back at him, Lan Wangji nodded in greeting, and Wei Wuxian carefully examined the Immortal Leader who led hundreds of clans.

Jin Guangyao has a very advantageous face. His complexion is fair, with a little cinnabar between his eyebrows. His eyes are clearly black and white, and he is agile but not frivolous. His face is very clean and smart, seven parts handsome and three parts smart. There is always a slight smile on the corners of his mouth and eyebrows. At first glance, he is a clever and well-behaved person. Such a face is absolutely enough to please women, but it will not make men feel disgusted or wary; the elderly will think he is cute, and the young will think he is amiable - even if they don't like him, they won't hate him, so he is "very advantageous". Although he is a little small, he has a calm demeanor. He wears a soft gauze black hat and a Lanling Jin family dress. On the chest of his round-necked robe is a blooming golden star Xuelang family emblem. He wears a nine-ring belt and six-combination boots. His right hand presses down on the sword at his waist so heavily that he actually presses out an inviolable aura.

Jin Ling came out with Jin Guangyao. He still didn't dare to see Jiang Cheng alone. He hid behind Jin Guangyao and snorted, "Uncle."

Jiang Cheng said sternly: "You still remember to call me uncle!"

Jin Ling hurriedly pulled the back of Jin Guangyao's clothes. Jin Guangyao seemed to be born to resolve conflicts. He said, "Oh, Sect Master Jiang, Ah Ling knew he was wrong a long time ago. He was so afraid of you punishing him that he couldn't eat these days. The child is naughty, and you love him the most, so don't bother with him."

Jin Ling hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, yes, uncle, I have had a poor appetite these past few days!"

Jiang Cheng said, "Poor appetite? You look so healthy, I'm afraid you must have skipped a few meals!"

Jin Ling was about to speak when he caught a glimpse of Wei Wuxian behind Lan Wangji. He was stunned for a moment and blurted out, "Why are you here?!"

Wei WuXian said, “Come and have a free meal.”

Jin Ling said angrily, "How dare you come here! I'm not a police officer..." Jin Guangyao rubbed Jin Ling's head, rubbed him behind his back, and said with a smile, "Okay, since you're here, you're a guest. I can't say much about Jinlintai, but there will definitely be enough food." He said to Lan Xichen, "Second brother, you guys sit down first. I'll go over there and take a look. By the way, ask someone to make arrangements for Wangji."

Lan Xichen nodded and said, “Don’t bother.”

Jin Guangyao said: "How can this be called trouble? Why is Second Brother so restrained when he comes to my place? Really."

As long as he has met someone once, Jin Guangyao can remember the other person's appearance, name, age and title. He can call out the name of the person accurately after meeting him again after many years, and greet him warmly to ask about his well-being. If he has met him more than twice, he will remember all of the other person's likes and dislikes, no matter how big or small, and cater to his likes and avoid his dislikes. This time, because Lan Wangji suddenly came to Jinlin Terrace, Jin Guangyao did not prepare a table for him, but he immediately went to prepare it.

After entering the Douyan Hall, he walked along the soft red carpet. On both sides of the sandalwood tables were beautiful maids wearing jade pendants and rings. They all smiled generously and appropriately, with full breasts and slender waists. Even their figures were similar, which made them look beautiful and harmonious. Wei Wuxian couldn't help but take a few more glances at beautiful women. After sitting down, he curled his lips at the maid as she poured wine and said, "Thank you."

Unexpectedly, the woman seemed to be frightened, and glanced at him, but then her eyelashes fluttered and her eyes dodged. Wei Wuxian felt a little strange at first, but then he understood. He glanced around and saw that there were more than just one strange look. Almost half of the Lanling Jin family's disciples looked at him with a strange expression.

He forgot for a moment that this was Jinlin Terrace, where Mo Xuanyu was driven out after harassing his fellow disciples. Who could have expected that he would dare to come back so shamelessly, and even get a seat at the top with the two masters of the Lan family from Gusu...

Wei WuXian moved closer to Lan WangJi who was standing beside him and whispered, “HanGuangJun, HanGuangJun.”

Lan Wangji asked, “What is it?”

Wei WuXian said, “You can’t leave me. There should be quite a few people here who know Mo XuanYu. Otherwise, if someone wants to reminisce with me later, I will just have to keep talking nonsense and acting crazy. If I embarrass you, don’t be offended.”

Lan Wangji glanced at him and said calmly, "As long as you don't provoke others."

At this time, Jin Guangyao and a woman in gorgeous clothes walked into the hall. Although the woman's behavior was dignified, her expression was innocent and her beautiful appearance was also slightly childish. It was Jin Guangyao's wife, Qin Su, the hostess of Jinlintai.

For many years, these two have been the representatives of loving couples among the hundreds of Xuanmen families, treating each other with respect. As everyone knows, Qin Su was born in the Leling Qin family, a subsidiary family of the Lanling Jin family, and the head of the Leling Qin family, Qin Cangye, was an old subordinate who had followed Jin Guangshan for many years. Although Jin Guangyao was the son of Jin Guangshan, because of his mother's background, the two were somewhat mismatched. But during the Sun Shooting Campaign, Qin Su was saved by Jin Guangyao, fell in love with him, and never left him. She insisted on marrying him, and finally a good marriage story was established. And Jin Guangyao did not let her down. Although he was in an important position as the head of the immortals, his style was completely different from that of his father. He never took concubines, and never had any affair with any other women. This made many wives of the clan leaders really envious. At this moment, Wei Wuxian saw Jin Guangyao holding his wife's hand all the way, his expression and behavior were all very gentle and considerate, and he seemed to be worried that she would accidentally touch the jade steps when walking, and he thought it was true.

After the two of them took their seats, the banquet officially began. Sitting below them was Jin Ling, who was holding his head high. He glanced at Wei Wuxian and glared at him. Wei Wuxian was used to being watched, so he acted as if nothing had happened. He ate and drank as he pleased, and listened to the praises from the Douyan Hall. The situation was very good.

It was already evening after the banquet, and the second day of the Qing Tanhui officially began. People left Douyan Hall in twos and threes, and the disciples showed the guests to the various family heads and famous cultivators. Because Lan Xichen looked a little worried, Jin Guangyao seemed to want to ask him what was wrong, but as soon as he walked over and said "Second Brother", someone rushed over and said heartbreakingly: "Third Brother!!!"

Jin Guangyao was almost thrown back by him, and hurriedly held his hat with one hand, saying: "What's wrong with Huaisang? Let's talk it over."

With such an unbecoming head of the family, it was only the Nie family of Qinghe who knew nothing. And it was even more unbecoming for him to know nothing when he was drunk. Nie Huaisang's face flushed red, and he grabbed him tightly, saying, "Third brother! What should I do! Can you help me one more time? I promise this is the last time!!!"

Jin Guangyao said: "Didn't I find a few people to help you solve the problem last time?"

Nie Huaisang burst into tears, "The last matter was resolved, but this time there is something new! Third brother, what should I do? I don't want to live anymore!"

Seeing that he couldn't explain it clearly for a while, Jin Guangyao could only say: "A Su, you go back first. Huaisang will come over and we'll find a place to sit and talk. Don't be anxious..."

He helped Nie Huaisang out. On the way, Lan Xichen went to see what was going on, but was also grabbed by the drunk Nie Huaisang. Qin Su bowed to Lan Wangji and said, "Hanguang Jun, it seems that you haven't come to Lanling to participate in the Qing Tanhui for many years. If I am not treating you well this time, I hope you can forgive me."

Her voice was soft and tender, and she was truly a beautiful woman that made people feel pity for her. Lan Wangji nodded in return. Qin Su's eyes fell on Wei Wuxian again, and after hesitating for a moment, she whispered, "Then I'll leave you." Then she withdrew with the maid.

Wei WuXian was puzzled, “Everyone on the Golden Scale Terrace is looking at me in such a strange way. What on earth did Mo XuanYu do? Showing his love in public without any clothes on? What’s so great about this? The people of Lanling Jin Sect are so ignorant.”

Lan Wangji listened to his nonsense and shook his head. Wei Wuxian said, "I'm going to ask someone for a message. Han Guang-jun, please keep an eye on Jiang Cheng for me. It would be best if he doesn't come looking for me. If he does, please help me block him."

Lan Wangji said, “Don’t go too far.”

Wei WuXian said, “Okay. We’ll meet in the room tonight when we’re far away.”

He searched inside and outside the Douyan Hall, but didn't see the person he was looking for. He thought it was strange. After leaving Lan Wangji, he searched all the way. When he passed a pavilion, a person suddenly appeared from the rockery in the flower garden and said, "Hey!"

Wei WuXian thought: Ha! I found it. He turned around and said quietly: "What are you saying? You are so rude. Weren't you affectionate when we separated last time? Why are you so heartless when we meet again this time? I am sad."

Jin Ling got goosebumps all over his body and said, "Shut up! Who was being affectionate with you? Didn't I warn you a long time ago not to bother our family anymore? Why are you back again?!"

Wei WuXian said, “I swear to God, I have always followed Han Guang-Jun obediently. I almost asked him to tie me to him with a rope. How could you see me pestering someone from your family? pestering your uncle? It was obviously him pestering me.”

Jin Ling was furious: "Go away! My uncle is suspicious of you! Stop talking nonsense, don't think I don't know that you are still evil and want to..."

At this time, there were several shouts from all directions, and seven or eight young men wearing the robes of the Lanling Jin family suddenly jumped out of the garden. Jin Ling stopped talking.

The seven or eight people slowly gathered around them. The leader was a young man who was about the same age as Jin Ling, but much stronger. He said, "I thought I was seeing things, but it turns out to be him."

Wei WuXian pointed at himself: “Me?”

The young man said, "Who else could it be if not you! Mo Xuanyu, you actually have the nerve to come back?"

Jin Ling frowned and said, "Jin Chan, what are you doing here? You have nothing to do here."

Wei WuXian thought to himself: “Oh, probably some kid of Jin Ling’s generation.” And from the looks of it, they were a group of kids who didn’t get along well with Jin Ling.

Jin Chan said: "If it's none of my business, how can it be your business? Why do you care what I want to do?"

As he spoke, three or four young men came up, seemingly trying to hold Wei Wuxian down. Jin Ling took a wrong step, stood in front of Wei Wuxian, and said, "Don't mess around!"

Jin Chan said: "What do you mean by messing around? What's wrong with me teaching a dishonest student of ours a lesson?"

Jin Ling snorted, "Wake up! He was kicked out a long time ago! He is not our disciple at all."

Jin Chan said: "So what?"

This sentence of “So what” was so reasonable that Wei Wuxian was dumbfounded. Jin Ling asked, “What’s the matter? Have you forgotten who he came with today? Do you want to teach him a lesson? Do you dare to ask Han Guangjun first?”

When "Han Guang Jun" came out, all the young men looked frightened. Even if Lan Wangji was not present, no one dared to shout that they were not afraid of Han Guang Jun. After holding back for a long while, Jin Chan said, "Hey, Jin Ling, didn't you hate him before? Why did you suddenly change your attitude today?"

Jin Ling said: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? What does it have to do with you whether I hate him or not?"

Jin Chan said: "This man is shameless and harasses Lian Fangzun, and you still speak to him?"

Wei WuXian felt as if he were pierced through by a bolt of lightning.

Who is he entangled with? Lian Fang Zun? Who is Lian Fang Zun? Jin Guangyao?

Who would have thought that the person that Mo Xuanyu was harassing and entangled with was actually the Lotus Master Jin Guangyao? !

Before he could recover from his shock, Jin Chan and Jin Ling exchanged a few words, and somehow they were about to start fighting. The two sides had always disliked each other, and now they were on the verge of a fight. Jin Ling said, "If you want to fight, then fight. Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

One of the boys said, "Come on! He will only call a dog to help him if a fight breaks out anyway!"

Jin Ling was about to blow the whistle, but after hearing this, he gritted his teeth and roared, "Even if I don't call the fairy, I can still beat you down with my bare hands!!!"

Although he shouted with full energy, after all, two fists cannot beat four hands, and he was powerless when fighting. He seemed to be losing step by step, and soon he was forced in front of Wei Wuxian. Seeing that he was still standing there, Jin Ling said angrily: "Why are you still standing there?!"

Wei Wuxian suddenly grabbed his hand. Before Jin Ling could scream, he felt an irresistible force coming from his wrist, and he fell to his knees involuntarily. He was so angry that he shouted, "Do you want to die!!!"

He suddenly took action and knocked down Jin Ling who was protecting him. Jin Chan and the others were stunned for a moment. Wei Wuxian asked, "Do you understand?"

Jin Ling was also stunned: "What?"

Wei WuXian turned his hand again and asked, “Have you learned it?”

Jin Ling felt a tingling pain spreading from his wrist to his whole body, and he screamed again. His extremely fast and small movements just now appeared in front of his eyes. Wei Wuxian said, "Do it again, watch carefully."

Just then, a young man rushed over. Wei Wuxian put one hand behind his back and quickly grabbed his wrist with the other hand, and in an instant, he threw the young man to the ground again. This time, Jin Ling saw it clearly. The dull pain in his wrist also told him which acupuncture point to inject spiritual power into. He jumped up and said energetically, "Got it!"

The situation suddenly reversed, and soon, the garden was filled with the shouting and angry voices of young men. Finally, Jin Chan shouted, "Jin Ling, wait for me!"

The seven or eight young men fled in defeat, cursing all the way. Jin Ling laughed wildly behind them. When he had almost finished laughing, Wei Wuxian asked, "Are you so happy? Is this your first win?"

Jin Ling said, "Bah! I always win in a one-on-one fight, but this Jin Chan always finds a bunch of people to help him. How shameless."

Wei WuXian was about to say, you can also find a bunch of people to help, fighting doesn't have to be done alone, sometimes it's all about who has more people, but then he thought, Jin Ling went out alone several times, without any family members of the same age following him, he might not have anyone to help, so he stopped.

Jin Ling asked: "Hey, how did you learn this trick?"

Wei WuXian unashamedly threw the responsibility to Lan WangJi and said, “HanGuang-Jun taught me.”

Jin Ling had no doubt about this. After all, he had seen Lan Wangji's headband tied on Wei Wuxian's hand with his own eyes. He just muttered, "He also taught you this?"

Wei WuXian said, “I will teach you. But this is just a small trick. This is your first time using it and they haven’t seen it before, so it works well. If you use it too many times, it will be cracked and it won’t be so easy next time. How about it, do you want to learn a few more moves from me?”

Jin Ling looked at him and couldn't help but said, "Why are you like this? My uncle always advises me, but you actually encouraged me."

Wei WuXian said, “Advise you? Advise you what? Stop fighting and get along with others?”

Jin Ling said: "About the same."

Wei WuXian said, “Don’t listen to him. I’m telling you, when you grow up, you’ll find that there are more people you want to fight, but you’ll have to force yourself to get along with them, so while you’re still young, just fight whoever you want. If you don’t have a few epic fights at your age, your life will be incomplete.”

Jin Ling's face seemed to have a bit of yearning, but he still said with disdain: "What nonsense are you talking about, my uncle is doing this for my own good." After saying that, he suddenly remembered that Mo Xuanyu used to treat Jin Guangyao like a god and would never dare to say anything wrong about Jin Guangyao, but now he said "don't listen to him", could it be that he really has no improper thoughts about Jin Guangyao?

Wei WuXian saw his expression and guessed what he had said, and said cheerfully, “It seems I can’t hide it from you anymore. That’s right, I’ve fallen in love with someone else.”

Jin Ling: “…”

Wei WuXian said with great emotion: “During the time I was away, I thought about it for a long time and finally realized that Lian Fang Zun is not my type and is not really suitable for me.”

Jin Ling took two steps back.

Wei WuXian said, “I couldn’t see my own heart clearly before, but after meeting Han GuangJun, I was sure.” He took a deep breath and said, “I can’t leave him anymore. I don’t want anyone else except Han GuangJun… Wait, why are you running? I haven’t finished what I’m saying! Jin Ling, Jin Ling!”

Jin Ling turned and ran away. Wei Wuxian called out to him several times, without even turning his head. He was very pleased with himself, thinking that Jin Ling would no longer suspect that he still had some hidden thoughts about Jin Guangyao. But when he turned around, he saw a white-clothed man as white as frost under the moonlight, and less than three feet behind him, Lan Wangji was looking at him calmly.

Wei WuXian: “…”

If it were the days when he had just returned, he would have dared to say something ten times more shameful in front of Lan Wangji. However, now, under the stare of Lan Wangji, he actually developed a subtle sense of shame that he had never felt in his two lifetimes.

Wei WuXian quickly suppressed his rare sense of shame, walked over and said calmly: "HanGuang-Jun, you are here! Did you know that Mo XuanYu was driven off the Jinling Terrace because he pestered Jin GuangYao? No wonder he looked at me with such an indescribable look!"

Lan Wangji said nothing, turned around and walked side by side with him. Wei Wuxian said: "You and Zewu-Jun don't know about this, and you don't even recognize Mo Xuanyu. It seems that the Lanling Jin Clan has been hiding this matter from the beginning to the end. This makes sense. After all, Mo Xuanyu has the blood of the clan leader. If Jin Guangshan doesn't want this son, he won't take him back. If he is just harassing his fellow disciples, he should be taught a lesson at most, and not kicked out. But if it is Jin Guangyao who is harassed, it will be different. This is not just Lian Fangzun, but also Mo Xuanyu's half-brother. It's really..." It's really a complete scandal, and it must be eradicated. And of course, Lian Fangzun can't be used as the first move to eradicate it, so Mo Xuanyu can only be driven away.

Wei Wuxian recalled that when they met in the square before, Jin Guangyao acted as if nothing had happened, chatting and laughing, as if he didn't recognize Mo Xuanyu at all, and thought that this man was really amazing. Jin Ling's attitude could not be hidden. The reason why he was particularly disgusted with Mo Xuanyu was not only because he hated gay men, but also because Mo Xuanyu was harassing his uncle.

Thinking of Jin Ling, Wei Wuxian sighed silently, and Lan Wangji asked, "What's wrong?"

Wei Wuxian said, “Hanguang-jun, have you noticed that Jin Ling always goes out alone every time he goes out for night hunting? Don’t tell me Jiang Cheng follows him, his uncle doesn’t count. He’s already a teenager, but there’s not a single person of the same age following him around. We used to…” Lan Wangji raised his eyebrows slightly, seeing this, Wei Wuxian changed the topic and said, “Okay, it’s me, I used to. I wasn’t like this before.”

Lan Wangji said calmly: "That's you. Not everyone is like you."

Wei WuXian said, “But children all like to be in a crowd. HanGuang-Jun, do you think Jin Ling is a loner who doesn’t have any friends in the family? Not to mention the Yunmeng Jiang Clan, I don’t think any of the younger generations of the Lanling Jin Clan can get along with him. They even had a fight just now. Doesn’t Jin Guangyao have a son or daughter of similar age who can get close to him?”

Lan Wangji said: "Jin Guangyao once had a son, but he was murdered and died at a young age."

Wei WuXian asked curiously, “That’s the young master of Jinlingtai, how could he be harmed by someone?”

Lan Wangji said, "The lookout tower."

Wei WuXian asked, “How do you say that?”

It turns out that when Jin Guangyao first built the watchtower, there were many opponents, and he offended some families. One of the opponents was defeated in the debate and became so bold that he killed the only son of Jin Guangyao and his wife Qin Su. The son was gentle and the couple loved him very much. In anger and grief, Jin Guangyao uprooted the family to avenge his son. But Qin Su was too sad and she was unable to have children since then.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Jin Ling has such a bad temper. He offends people with his words and stirs up trouble with his actions. Your Jingyi was right when he said that she was his eldest daughter. If you and I hadn't protected him several times before, he wouldn't be alive now. Jiang Cheng is not a person who can teach children. As for Jin Guangyao..."

Thinking of why they came to Jinlin Terrace this time, Wei Wuxian felt a headache again and pressed his temples. Lan Wangji was watching him quietly, not saying anything to comfort him, but always listening and answering every question. Wei Wuxian said, "Let's not talk about it. Let's go back to the room first."

The two returned to the guest house that Lanling Jin Clan had arranged for them. The room was extremely spacious and luxurious, with a set of exquisite and warm white porcelain wine cups on the table. Wei Wuxian sat down beside them and admired a few of them. It was not until late at night that he started to do other things.

He rummaged through boxes and drawers, found a stack of white paper and a pair of scissors, and cut out a paper man in a few strokes. This paper man was only as long as an adult's finger, with a round head and sleeves cut very wide, like the wings of a butterfly. Wei Wuxian took a pen from the table, drew a few strokes, threw the pen away, picked up the wine cup and took a sip, then lay down on the couch. The paper man suddenly shook, and the two wide sleeves flew up like wings with a light body, and landed gracefully on Lan Wangji's shoulder.

Lan Wangji turned his head to look at his shoulder, and the paper man suddenly jumped onto his cheek, and climbed up, all the way to his headband, and couldn't let it go, pulling and tugging at it. Lan Wangji let the paper man twist on his headband for a long time, and stretched out a hand to take it off. Seeing this, the paper man quickly slid down, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, it hit his lips with its head.

Lan Wangji paused, and finally pinched it with two fingers, saying, "Don't make trouble."

The paper man rolled up his body softly, wrapping himself around his slender fingers.

Lan Wangji said, “Be careful on this trip.”

The paper man nodded, flapped its wings, flattened itself to the ground, crawled through the crack in the door, and sneaked out of the guest house.

Jinlingtai was heavily guarded, and a living person naturally could not enter or leave freely. Fortunately, Wei Wuxian had studied an evil magic: paper-cutting incarnation.

This kind of magic is useful, but it has many limitations. Not only is there a strict time limit, but the paper man must be returned to its original position after being sent out without any damage. If it is torn or destroyed in any way during the journey, the soul will also be equally damaged. At the least, the person will lose consciousness for a year or so, and at the worst, he will suffer from dementia for life. You must be very careful.

Wei Wuxian attached himself to the paper mannequin, sometimes sticking to the hem of a monk's robe, sometimes squashing his body and passing through the crack of the door, sometimes spreading his sleeves, disguising himself as a piece of waste paper or a butterfly flying in the night sky, overlooking the area below. Suddenly, he heard a faint cry from below in mid-air, and looking down, he saw that below was one of Jin Guangyao's villas, Zhanyuan.

Wei Wuxian flew under the eaves and saw three people sitting in the reception room. Nie Huaisang was holding Lan Xichen in one hand and Jin Guangyao in the other. He was drunk and dizzy, and it was unknown what he was crying about. Behind the reception room was a  study room . Wei Wuxian took advantage of the fact that no one was in  the study room

After flying out of the Flowering Garden, Wei Wuxian saw a wide five-ridged hall from afar. The roof of the hall was covered with golden glazed tiles, and there were 32 golden pillars outside the hall, which was magnificent. That place should be one of the most heavily guarded places in the entire Jinlin Terrace, the bedroom of the successive patriarchs of the Lanling Jin family, the Fangfei Hall.

In addition to the monks wearing the Golden Star Snow Wave robes, Wei Wuxian could also sense that the ground and sky of Fangfei Palace were filled with dense array of formations. He flew to the Golden Star Snow Wave column base, rested for a while, and after a while of exertion, he finally squeezed in through the crack of the door.

Compared with the Zhan Garden, the Fangfei Hall is a typical Jinlintai building, with carved beams and painted rafters, magnificent and splendid. Inside the bedroom, layers of gauze curtains hang down to the ground, and the auspicious animal incense burner on the incense table emits blue smoke, with a sense of decadence that is lazy and sweet in the luxury.

Jin Guangyao met Lan Xichen and Nie Huaisang in Zhanyuan. There was no one in Fangfei Palace, which was convenient for him to investigate carefully. The paper man flew around in Fangfei Palace, searching for suspicious places. Suddenly, he saw an agate paperweight on the table, with a letter under it.

The letter had been opened, and there was no name or emblem on it, but judging by its thickness, it was obviously not an empty envelope. He rubbed his sleeves and fell to the edge of the table, wanting to see what was in the letter, but he grabbed the edge of the envelope with both hands and tried to pull it out, but it didn't move at all after a long while.

His body was now like a light piece of paper, and he couldn't move the heavy agate paperweight at all.

Paper Man Xian walked around the agate paperweight several times, pushing and kicking it, jumping around, but it just didn't move. He had no choice but to give up temporarily and check if there were any other suspicious things. At this moment, a side door in the bedroom was pushed open a crack.

Wei WuXian swooped down from the table and lay motionless at the corner of it.

The person who came in was Qin Su. It turned out that there was someone in Fangfei Hall, but Qin Su had been silent in the inner room just now.

It was perfectly normal for the hostess of Jinlin Terrace to appear in Fangfei Palace. However, it looked very abnormal at this moment. Her face was white and bloodless, and she was shaky, as if she had just suffered a heavy blow and woke up from a coma, and could fall into a coma again at any time.

Wei WuXian thought, “What’s going on? She looked very healthy in the banquet hall just now.”

Qin Su leaned against the door, dazed for a while, then slowly walked towards the table, holding on to the wall, looking at the letter pressed by the agate paper, reaching out as if to pick it up, but finally retracting it. Under the light, you can clearly see her lips trembling, and her originally dignified and beautiful face is almost distorted.

Suddenly, she screamed, grabbed the letter and threw it to the ground, while her other hand twitched and grasped the clothes on her chest. Wei Wuxian's eyes lit up, but he resisted the urge to fly out immediately. If only Qin Su found him, he could still handle it, but if Qin Su yelled and summoned other people, if the piece of paper was damaged in the slightest, his soul would also be affected.

Suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded in the bedroom: "A Su, what are you doing?"

Qin Su turned around suddenly and saw a familiar figure standing a few steps behind her. That familiar face was smiling at her as usual.

She immediately fell to the ground and grabbed the letter. Wei Wuxian could only cling to the corner of the table and watch the letter disappear from his sight again. Jin Guangyao seemed to take a step closer and asked, "What are you holding in your hand?"

His tone was gentle and amiable, as if he really didn't notice anything unusual, didn't see the strange letter in Qin Su's hand, and didn't see Qin Su's distorted face. He was just asking about something as trivial as adding clothes and food. Qin Su held the letter in her hand and didn't answer. Jin Guangyao said again: "You look a little strange, what's wrong?"

His voice was full of concern. Qin Su held up the letter and said tremblingly, "...I met someone."

Jin Guangyao asked: "Who is it?"

Qin Su pretended not to hear anything and said, "This person told me something and gave me this letter."

Jin Guangyao laughed dumbly and said, "Who are you meeting? Do you believe everything he says?"

Qin Su said: "He won't lie to me. He absolutely won't."

Wei WuXian thought to himself, “Who?” Although he heard “him”, he had no idea whether it was a man or a woman.

Qin Su asked: "Is what's written here true?"

Jin Guangyao said, "A Su, if you don't show me the letter, how can I know what's written on it?"

Qin Su handed him the letter: "Okay, take a look!"

In order to read the letter clearly, Jin Guangyao took another step forward. He quickly scanned the letter in Qin Su's hand, without any change in his expression, not even a shadow. Qin Su almost screamed: "Speak up, speak up! Speak quickly, this is not true! It's all lies!"

Jin Guangyao said firmly, "This is not true. It's all lies. Nonsense, a fabrication."

Qin Su burst into tears: "You lied to me! You still want to lie to me after all this, I don't believe it!"

Jin Guangyao sighed and said, "A Su, you asked me to say this. I really said this, but you didn't believe it. It's really embarrassing."

Qin Su threw the letter at him and covered her face: "Oh my God! Oh my God! You-you are really...you are really terrible! How could you...how could you?!"

She couldn't continue speaking, she stepped aside with her hands covering her face, held onto a pillar, and suddenly began to vomit.

She vomited so hard that it seemed as if she was going to vomit out her internal organs. Seeing this violent reaction, Wei Wuxian was stunned and thought, "I'm afraid she was vomiting in the inner room just now. What exactly was written in the letter? Jin Guangyao killed and dismembered people? But everyone knows that Jin Guangyao killed countless people in the Sun Shooting Campaign, and her father also killed many people. Could it be about Mo Xuanyu? No, Jin Guangyao couldn't really have something with Mo Xuanyu. Maybe he was the one who planned for Mo Xuanyu, the illegitimate son, to be driven off the Jinlin Terrace. In short, no matter what, the reaction couldn't be so intense, disgusting to the point of vomiting." Although he was not familiar with Qin Su, he had met her several times as they were both from aristocratic families. Qin Su was the apple of Qin Cangye's eye. She was simple, but she was pampered and well-educated. She had never acted in such a heart-wrenching and crazy manner. There was really something wrong with her.

Jin Guangyao listened to the sound of her vomiting, squatted down silently, picked up the pieces of paper scattered on the ground, and casually lit the nine lotus lamps beside him, letting them burn slowly.

Watching the ashes falling to the ground bit by bit, he said with a hint of sadness: "A Su, you and I have been married for many years, and we have always been in harmony and respected each other. As a husband, I think I treat you very well. You are really hurting my heart by doing this."

Qin Su couldn't vomit anything anymore. She fell to the ground and sobbed, "You treat me well... You treat me well... But I... I would rather never have known you! No wonder you never... since... since... since then... you've never... You might as well just kill me if you do this!"

Jin Guangyao said, "A Su, before you knew about this, weren't we living well? Today, you found out and you vomited and felt unwell. This shows that it's actually nothing and won't have any substantial impact on you. It's just your mind playing tricks on you."

Qin Su shook her head, her face pale as she said, "...Tell me the truth. Ah Song...How did Ah Song die?"

Who is Asong?

Jin Guangyao was stunned and said, "A Song? Why are you asking me this? Didn't you know this a long time ago? A Song was murdered by someone, and I have already cleared out the murderer and avenged him. Why are you suddenly mentioning him?"

Qin Su said: "I do know. But now I suspect that everything I knew before was false."

Jin Guangyao looked tired and said, "A Su, what are you thinking about? A Song is my son, what do you think I will do? Would you rather believe a person who hides his true intentions and a letter from an unknown source than believe me?"

Qin Su pulled her hair in despair and screamed, "It's because he's your son that he's so scary! What did I think you would do? You can even do something like this, what else would you not dare to do?! And now you want me to believe you! Oh my God!"

Jin Guangyao said, "Don't let your imagination run wild. Tell me, who did you meet today? Who gave you this letter?"

Qin Su grabbed her hair and said, "You...what do you want?"

Jin Guangyao said: "If that person can tell you, he can tell others. If he can write the first letter, he can write the second, third, and countless letters. What are you going to do? Let this matter be exposed? Ah Su, please, no matter what kind of relationship you have, please tell me where the people in the letter are now? Who asked you to come back and read this letter?"

Who is it? Wei Wuxian also wanted to hear Qin Su tell him who it was. Someone who could get close to the Immortal Governor's wife and gain her trust, someone who revealed some of Jin Guangyao's secrets. The letter must not be about simple evil things like murder and arson. It must be something that could make Qin Su feel sick or vomit with fear after reading it, and it was so difficult to talk about that even if there were only two of them present, they still dared not even ask questions intermittently. But if Qin Su really told the truth about who the sender was, it would be too stupid. Because once it was revealed, Jin Guangyao would not only deal with that person, but would also definitely stop Qin Su from talking.

Fortunately, although Qin Su had been innocent and even a little silly since she was young, she no longer trusted Jin Guangyao. She stared blankly at Jin Guangyao, who was sitting at the table. Jin Guangyao, the immortal governor above all others, her husband, was still as calm as a picture under the candlelight. He stood up and seemed to bend over to help her. Qin Su suddenly opened his hand and fell to the ground, unable to help but retching violently again.

Jin Guangyao's eyebrows twitched and he said, "Am I really that disgusting?"

Qin Su said: "You are not a human...you are a lunatic!"

Jin Guangyao looked at her with a look of sorrow and tenderness. He said, "A Su, I really had no other choice at the beginning. I had planned to keep this a secret from you for the rest of my life, but now it has been completely ruined by the person who told you. You think I'm dirty and disgusting, that's fine, but if this gets out, you're my wife, what will others say and how will they view you?"

Qin Su held her head and said, "Don't say it again, don't say it again, don't remind me again!!! I really wish I had never known you and had nothing to do with you! Why did you approach me in the first place?!"

After a moment of silence, Jin Guangyao said: "I know you won't believe anything I say now, but I was sincere at the beginning."

Qin Su sobbed, "...You are still speaking sweet words!"

Jin Guangyao said: "I am telling the truth. I always remember that you never said anything about my background and my mother. I am grateful to you all my life, and I want to respect you, pity you, and love you. But you must know that even if others don't harm Asong, Asong must die. He can only die. If he continues to grow up, you and I..."

Speaking of her son, Qin Su could no longer bear it. She raised her hand and slapped him, saying, "Who caused all this?! What else can't you do to get this position?!"

Jin Guangyao did not dodge or evade, and took the slap from her. A bright red palm print immediately appeared on his fair cheek.

He closed his eyes, and after a moment, he said, "A Su, you really don't want to tell me?"

Qin Su shook her head and said, "...I told you so that you can kill people to silence them?"

Jin Guangyao said: "What are you talking about? It seems that you are confused because of illness. My father-in-law has gone out to travel and recuperate. During this time, I will send you there too so that you can share the joy of family life with him. Let's deal with this matter quickly. There are still many guests outside, and there will be a leisure party tomorrow."

At this point, he was still thinking about the guests outside and tomorrow's talk show!

He said he wanted to send Qin Su to recuperate, but he ignored her pushes and struggles and helped her up. He didn't know what he did, but Qin Su instantly became limp, so he calmly half-carried and half-dragged his wife into the layers of gauze. Paper Man Xian tiptoed out from under the table and followed him in. Jin Guangyao put his hand on a huge floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror, and after a moment, his fingers penetrated the mirror, as if penetrating the water. Qin Su's eyes were wide open, still shedding tears, and she watched her husband drag her into the mirror, but she couldn't speak or shout. Wei Wuxian knew that only Jin Guangyao himself could open this mirror, and he couldn't miss the opportunity, so he roughly estimated the time and rushed in.

Behind the bronze mirror was a secret room. After Jin Guangyao entered, the lamps on the wall ignited by themselves, and the dim light illuminated the various shapes of the treasure boxes on the four walls. In the boxes were  books , scrolls, gems, and weapons. There were also several torture instruments, black iron rings, sharp barbs, and silver hooks. The shapes were strange, but just looking at the style, it was scary. Wei Wuxian knew that this was probably the work of Jin Guangyao.

Wen Ruohan, the head of the Qishan Wen family, was cruel, moody, and extremely bloodthirsty, and sometimes enjoyed torturing criminals. Jin Guangyao was able to cater to Wen Ruohan's tastes and always made a variety of cruel and interesting torture instruments, which caught Wen Ruohan's eye, and gradually climbed higher and higher until he became his confidant.

Any immortal family will have two or three treasure rooms, so it is not surprising that there is such a secret room in Fangfei Palace.

 In addition to a desk , there was also a dark, cold rectangular iron table in the secret room , where people could lie down. There seemed to be some solidified black marks on the table. Wei Wuxian thought to himself, "This iron table is perfect for killing and dismembering people."

Jin Guangyao gently helped Qin Su lie down on the iron table. Qin Su looked ashen. Jin Guangyao tidied up her slightly messy hair and said, "Don't be afraid. It's not convenient for you to walk around in your current state. There will be a lot of people around these days, so you should rest for a while. As long as you tell me who that person is, you can come back. Just nod if you are willing to say it. I haven't sealed all the meridians in your body, so you can still nod."

Qin Su turned her eyes to her still so gentle and considerate husband, her eyes full of fear, pain and despair.

At this moment, Wei Wuxian suddenly discovered that one of the grids was blocked by a curtain. The curtain was covered with blood-red hideous spells, which were extremely domineering and powerful forbidden patterns.

A paper man stuck to the wall and slowly moved upwards. Half an inch at a time, very slowly. On the other side, Jin Guangyao was still begging Qin Su in a soft voice, but suddenly, as if he had noticed something, he turned back vigilantly.

There was no one else in the secret room except him and Qin Su. Jin Guangyao stood up and looked around carefully, but saw nothing unusual, so he went back.

Of course, he didn't know that when he turned around just now, Wei Wuxian had already crawled to a  book shelf. When he saw Jin Guangyao's neck move slightly, he suddenly inserted his thin paper body into it, like a  bookmark , flatly clamped in a book, with his eyes pressed against the front and back pages of the manuscript. Fortunately, although Jin Guangyao was unusually alert, he was not alert enough to flip through the book to see if there was a person hiding inside.

Suddenly, Wei WuXian felt that the words he saw were very familiar. He stared at them for a long time and cursed in his heart: How could I not be familiar with them? These are his handwriting!

Jiang Fengmian commented on his handwriting, "sloppy and frivolous, but with a beautiful bone structure", which was definitely his handwriting. Wei Wuxian looked at it carefully again and roughly made out "...different from taking over the body...", "...revenge...", "...forced to form a contract..." and some damaged and blurred parts. Finally, he was sure that the  book was his own manuscript. The content of the manuscript was an article about the forbidden art of offering a body that he had collected and sorted out, and added his own inferences.

He had written many such manuscripts in the past, and they were all thrown away casually in the cave where he slept in the Yiling mass grave. Some of these manuscripts were destroyed in the war, while others were collected by others as trophies like his sword.

He had originally wondered where Mo Xuanyu had learned the forbidden technique, but now he had the answer.

Since it was a fragment of a forbidden spell manuscript, Wei Wuxian absolutely did not believe that Jin Guangyao would let strangers see such a thing. It seemed that even if Jin Guangyao and Mo Xuanyu were not in that kind of relationship, they were definitely not bad.

Just as he was thinking, Jin Guangyao's voice came: "A Su, my time is up. I have to go to host the event. I will come to see you later."

Wei WuXian had already twisted his handwriting out bit by bit from the pile of manuscripts he had written, and quickly put it back in when he heard the sound. This time, what he saw was not a manuscript, but what seemed to be two... house deeds and land deeds?

Wei Wuxian found it very strange. What was so special about property like house deeds and land deeds that they were worth keeping together with the manuscript of Yiling Patriarch? However, after looking at them, they were indeed two house deeds and land deeds with nothing special about them. They were regular and had no secret codes. The paper was yellowed and had ink stains. But he didn't think that Jin Guangyao had put them in casually, so he wrote down the address, which was Yunping City in Yunmeng, thinking that if he had the chance in the future, he might be able to find something there.

After hearing no sound from outside for a while, Wei Wuxian continued to climb up the wall and finally reached the compartment blocked by the forbidden spell curtain. But before he could see what was in the compartment, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Jin Guangyao walked over and lifted the curtain.

For a moment, Wei WuXian thought he was exposed. However, after the faint firelight shone through the curtain, he found himself shrouded in shadow. There was a round object in front of him, just blocking him.

Jin Guangyao stood still, seemingly staring at the thing in the compartment.

After a while, he asked, "Were you looking at me just now?"

Of course, there would be no response. After a moment of silence, Jin Guangyao lowered the curtain.

Wei Wuxian silently put on the thing. It was cold and hard, and seemed to be a helmet. He turned to the front and, as expected, saw a pale face. The sealer wanted this head to be unable to see, hear, or speak, so the pale skin of this face was covered with dense spells, and the eyes, mouth, and ears were tightly sealed.

Wei WuXian silently said in his heart: “I have long admired you, Lord ChiFeng.”