Wei WuXian sighed inwardly, thinking: "In fact, compared to these hidden secrets... I am now more curious about whether the homosexuality can be transmitted through sacrifice!"

As he thought about it, the tiredness of the past few days surged up. Wei Wuxian rubbed his temples. Lan Wangji said, "You should take a rest."

Wei WuXian said, “Okay.” Then he sat down on the couch, kicked off his boots and lay back, saying, “HanGuang-Jun, you too…” At this point, he realized an embarrassing problem.

There was only one bed in the room. If Lan Wangji wanted to rest, he would have to sleep on the same bed with him. Although they had slept on the same bed countless times in the past few days, since Jiang Cheng's scolding in the Lotus Pier Ancestral Hall, many things seemed to have become more subtle. Now, let alone asking Lan Wangji to lie with him, even asking for a few rooms just now made him struggle for a while.

Lan Wangji said: "No need."

Wei Wuxian raised himself up slightly and said, “That won’t do. You’ve been…” As soon as he said it, he regretted it. If after he finished speaking, Lan Wangji thought about how troublesome it was and decided that it would be better to have two rooms, wouldn’t that be even more embarrassing?

Lan Wangji said, "I don't need it. You take a rest."

Wei WuXian stroked his chin and said, “…Oh. Then I’ll lie down for a while. Call me at 5 pm.”

Seeing Lan Wangji sitting at the table with his eyes closed, Wei Wuxian slowly lay down again.

He rested his head on his arm, stared at the roof for a while, then turned over and faced away from Lan Wangji. After a long while, he still stared with his eyes wide open, unable to fall asleep peacefully, and couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart.

When he was going crazy before, he said that he had to lie next to Lan Wangji to fall asleep, which was of course all nonsense. However, since some time ago, this nonsense seemed to have become a fact. Wei Wuxian thought to himself: "What should I do? Am I going to be unable to sleep unless I sleep in Lan Zhan's bed from now on???"

After tossing and turning for a while, Wei Wuxian finally managed to close his eyes.

I don't know how long I was in a daze. When I woke up, the light outside the window had already disappeared. I was afraid it was already past the hour of You.

Wei Wuxian sat up suddenly, and heard a strange noise behind him. He turned around and saw Lan Wangji closing a book. Wei Wuxian said, "Lan Zhan, why didn't you call me? Didn't you say to get up at 5 p.m.?"

Lan Wangji said, “Recover your spirit and strength. There is no need to rush.”

Wei Wuxian slept for most of the day, and Lan Wangji probably only went downstairs to get a book to read. Feeling a little guilty, he jumped out of bed and said, "I'm sorry, I was so sleepy. You should lie down too."

Lan Wangji said, “That’s fine.”

At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and the proprietress said outside the door: "My two lords, I'm here to deliver the food."

Wei Wuxian then realized that it was already the hour of the night. Lan Wangji opened the door and saw a wine jug and two small wine glasses on the tray brought by the proprietress. He asked as he entered the door, "Oh, it looks like he has slept till now?"

Wei WuXian felt more guilty and laughed dryly. The proprietress put the tray on the table and said, "Where did you two gentlemen come from? It must be tiring to come here to play. You need to rest well and get enough energy before playing."

Wei Wuxian said casually: "I'm from Gusu."

The lady boss said, "Is that so? No wonder. I was thinking that such handsome men like you two must be from a water town like Jiangnan with its outstanding people and beautiful scenery."

Lan Wangji pretended not to hear anything. Wei Wuxian laughed and said, “Don’t compare yourself to him. He is much more handsome than me.”

The proprietress was a talkative person. She smiled and said, "He is handsome, and you are pretty. They are different, but both are good-looking! Oh, by the way." She seemed to remember something and said, "If you come to visit, you can go to the Guanyin Temple in our Yunping City."

Wei WuXian was just about to ask her about the Guanyin Temple when she happened to bring it up herself, saying, “We’ve seen the Guanyin Temple during the day. It’s rare to see a Guanyin Temple built in a city.”

The proprietress said, "Yes, I was also surprised when I saw it for the first time."

Wei WuXian asked, “Boss Madam, when did you come to Yunping City?”

The lady boss said, "It's been eight years."

Wei WuXian asked, “Was there a Guanyin Temple at that time? Haven’t you heard why a Guanyin Temple was built in the city?”

The lady boss said, "I don't know about that. Anyway, the Guanyin Temple is very popular. When people in Yunping City encounter any problems, they will go there to pray to Guanyin Bodhisattva for safety. I also go there to burn a few incense sticks when I have nothing to do."

Wei WuXian casually asked, “Why don’t you just go find the immortal cultivation family stationed here?”

After he asked this question, he remembered that the immortal cultivation family stationed here was the Yunmeng Jiang family.

Unexpectedly, the lady boss curled her lips and said, "Looking for them? How dare I?"

Wei WuXian asked, “Oh? Why not?”

The proprietress said, "You two gentlemen, you are not from Yunping City, so you don't know that the land around Yunmeng is under the jurisdiction of the Jiang family. The head of that family has a terrible temper, which is terrifying. His family members have long said that for a noble family to be in charge of such a large area, there are nearly a hundred small incidents of little ghosts and monsters playing tricks on people every day. If we send people to deal with each of them immediately, how can we handle it? If no one is killed, then it is not a fierce ghost or evil spirit. If it is not a fierce ghost or evil spirit, don't bother them with trivial matters." She said angrily, "What nonsense is this? If we wait until someone dies before looking for them, won't it be too late!"

In fact, it is almost a tacit rule of the larger families that they will not go out unless there is a serious incident such as a ghost or evil spirit. Although the so-called "going out when there is chaos" has been praised by everyone for many years, the only one who really did it was Lan Wangji who was beside him.

The proprietress said again: "Besides, the Lotus Pier is too scary. Who would dare to go there again?"

Wei WuXian withdrew his gaze from Lan WangJi’s calm profile, and was startled. He said, “Lotus Pier is scary? How can Lotus Pier be scary? Have you ever been there?”

The proprietress said, "I have never been to that place. But I know someone who went there because of a quarrel at home. He went there at an unlucky time. Sect Master Jiang was whipping people in their school field with a glowing whip. The people were so bloody and screaming! A servant kindly told him quietly that the Sect Master had arrested the wrong person again and was in a bad mood these days. He told him not to come and cause trouble. He was so scared that he put down the gift he had brought and ran away. He never dared to visit again."

Wei Wuxian had heard that Jiang Cheng had been arresting ghost monks who were suspected of rebirth in other people's bodies over the years, and took them all back to Lotus Pier to be tortured. It was probably an acquaintance of the proprietress who happened to run into him to vent his hatred. It was not difficult to imagine what kind of hideous face Jiang Cheng would have at that time, and it was no wonder that an ordinary person would flee in panic.

The proprietress said, “Also, I heard that another person was also scared away.”

Wei WuXian asked, “What scared him away?” It was impossible that Jiang Cheng was picking people up again. How diligent was Jiang Cheng in picking people up, and how often did he pick people up?

The proprietress said, "No, no. It's just his bad luck. That man's surname is Wen, and Sect Leader Jiang's sworn enemy is also surnamed Wen. He hates everyone with the surname Wen in the world. He gnashes his teeth when he sees them, and wishes he could tear their tendons and skin them alive. How can he look good..."

Wei Wuxian lowered his head, pinched his brows, and remained silent. Fortunately, he didn’t need to speak. After talking for so long, the proprietress was satisfied and said, “I have been talking for so long, haven’t I delayed your meal? I won’t disturb you anymore. I will go down first. If you have any instructions, just tell me.”

Wei WuXian thanked her and sent her out, then turned around and said, “It seems that what we want to investigate has to be traced back to eight years ago. Let’s go find a few locals with deep roots to ask tomorrow.”

Lan Wangji nodded slightly, and Wei Wuxian said, “But maybe I won’t be able to get anything out of him. Eight years is too long, and you can forget a lot of things.”

He raised his hand to pour the wine, hesitated for a moment, and immediately warned himself: "If he doesn't drink, forget it. If he does, I will only ask a few questions and never do anything else. I will only ask him what he really thinks. Anyway, he won't remember anything when he sobers up... It won't delay anything."

After assuring himself in this way, he filled the glass steadily and pushed it towards Lan Wangji as if nothing had happened. He had originally prepared himself for Lan Wangji not to drink, but he didn't know if Lan Wangji had any concerns, as he didn't even look at him, but just raised his head and drank it all.

Wei Wuxian brought his wine glass to his lips, watching the movement over there intentionally or unintentionally. Unexpectedly, he just took a small sip and immediately choked. He coughed violently and thought to himself, "The boss lady is really an honest person. She told her to find a stronger drink, and she really found one that was so strong." But in fact, he had drunk wine ten times stronger than this without changing his expression. This time he choked because he was distracted. He wiped the wine off his body, and when he looked up again, Lan Wangji had already entered the state as expected.

This time, he fell asleep while sitting on the mat, still sitting upright, except that he closed his eyes and lowered his head slightly, which was no different from his usual sitting posture. Wei Wuxian waved his hand in front of him, but there was no reaction, so he was relieved, stretched out his hand, gently lifted Lan Wangji's chin, and whispered: "I have been suffocating these days. Hanguang-jun, you are finally in my hands."

The sleeping Lan Wangji obediently raised his face. When he opened his eyes, his eyes were very light and his expression was cold, which made him look very indifferent and inviolable. But after he closed his eyes, his outline softened a lot, like a young and handsome jade statue, quiet and peaceful, which had great appeal to people. The more Wei Wuxian looked at him, the more fascinated he became. He couldn't help but hold his chin and move his face closer and closer, until it was too close. He suddenly came to his senses in the clear and cool sandalwood fragrance, and thought something was wrong. He quickly withdrew his hand, and Lan Wangji's head drooped again.

Wei Wuxian's heart was pounding. To calm down, he rolled on the ground a few times, jumped up, silently chanted a few words to calm himself, and slowly moved back to Lan Wangji's side. He sat there for a while, waiting for him to wake up, but he was still determined and poked his cheek again. After poking him twice, he suddenly remembered that he had never seen Lan Wangji smile, so he lifted the corners of Lan Wangji's mouth with two fingers and pulled them up, wanting to see how he smiled. Suddenly, his fingers felt a slight pain. Lan Wangji opened his eyes and stared at him coldly.

And one of Wei Wuxian's index fingers had been bitten in his mouth.