“…”

Wei WuXian said, “Let go.”

Lan Wangji held his head high, chest out, and with a cold look in his eyes, he leaned forward slightly and bit his finger from the first knuckle to the second, using even more force with his teeth.

Wei WuXian said: “It hurts!”

Lan Wangji then slightly loosened his teeth, and Wei Wuxian took the opportunity to withdraw his fingers and rolled to the side. This bite made his hair stand on end, and he thought of dogs as long as he could bite people. Who knew that before he rolled away, Lan Wangji suddenly pulled out the Bichen and thrust it hard into the mat, pinning a corner of Wei Wuxian's clothes to the ground.

The clothes they were wearing were all changed in Lotus Pier. They were made of special fabrics that were not easy to tear. Wei Wuxian was caught by the edge of the clothes and did not roll away. He said casually, "Lan Zhan, look at you. You poked a hole in the mat and the floor of someone's shop. You have to pay for it..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt someone grabbing his collar and dragging him back. Wei Wuxian's back hit a chest hard, and Lan Wangji's deep voice came to his ear: "Pay!"

After saying that, he pulled up Bichen from the ground, and seemed to want to stab a few more times. Wei Wuxian rushed back to stop him, saying, “Stop! What’s wrong with you? How did you become like this after drinking? Doing such a bad thing.”

His tone was reproachful. Lan Wangji looked at him, at his hands, and then at the hole in the ground. He seemed to suddenly come to his senses and threw the sword away. Bichen fell to the ground with a dull thud and rolled away. Wei Wuxian held the scabbard in his right hand, lifted it up with his foot, and inserted Bichen steadily and accurately into the scabbard. He taught him a lesson: "Don't throw such a dangerous thing around."

Hearing this, Lan Wangji sat up straighter, lowered his head, and looked like he knew he was wrong and was willing to learn. Lan Wangji had always taught him a lesson in a serious manner, and only after drinking did he have a chance to turn the tables. Wei Wuxian folded his hands, Bichen inserted between his arms, tilted his head to look at him, and trembled all over from trying to hold back his laughter.

He really likes drunk Lan Wangji!

Once he was drunk, Wei Wuxian's dilemma and difficulty in moving forward in the past few days were instantly swept away, as if all the wild energy that had not been released before had found a place to be used and a way to vent. After walking around Lan Wangji who was sitting upright twice, Wei Wuxian turned around and sat next to him, holding up the torn corner of his clothes to show him, and said, "Look at what you have done. You tore my clothes. You have to mend them for me later, understand?"

Lan Wangji nodded, and Wei Wuxian asked, “Can you make up for it?”

Lan Wangji shook his head, and Wei Wuxian said, “I knew you couldn’t do it. If you can’t do it, then learn it. Anyway, you have to mend my clothes. Got it?”

Seeing Lan Wangji nod again, Wei Wuxian contentedly picked up a cushion and covered the hole made by Bichen with it while no one was noticing. He said, “I’ll hide this hole for you so that no one will notice you sabotaging it.”

Lan Wangji took out the exquisite and beautiful little purse from his bosom and held it in front of Wei Wuxian, shaking it as he said, "Compensation."

Wei WuXian said, “I know you have money, keep it…what are you doing?”

Lan Wangji stuffed the purse into his arms. Wei Wuxian touched the heavy bulge on his chest and said, "Is it for me?"

After stuffing the purse in, Lan Wangji helped Wei Wuxian tighten his collar and patted his chest, as if he was afraid he would drop it, and said, "Keep it safe."

Wei WuXian said, “Really give it to me? That’s so much money.”

Lan Wangji said, “Yeah.”

Poor Wei Wuxian said gratefully: "Thank you, I got it!"

Unexpectedly, Lan Wangji's brows immediately frowned. He reached into Wei Wuxian's arms, snatched the purse back, and said, "No!"

The money Wei WuXian had just received was gone again, and he asked in astonishment, “What don’t you want?”

Lan Wangji looked very disappointed and restrained. He just shook his head silently and put the purse away listlessly, looking a little sad.

Wei WuXian asked, “Didn’t you just say you would give it to me? Why don’t you give it to me now? Are you not keeping your word?”

Lan Wangji turned around, and Wei Wuxian pulled him back by the shoulders, coaxing him, “Look at me, don’t run. Come on, look at me.”

So Lan Wangji looked at him. They both stared at each other's face, so close that Lan Wangji could even count his long eyelashes. The clear sandalwood and the ambiguous wine aroma, the two scents lingered between the barely detectable breaths.

After staring at each other for a while, Wei Wuxian's heart beat faster and faster. Finally, he couldn't hold it any longer and was the first to retreat and look away.

He said, "Okay! You win. Let's play another game. It's the same as before, I ask questions and you answer, and you are not allowed to lie..."

Who would have thought that just as he mentioned the first word “play”, Lan Wangji suddenly said, “Okay!”

He grabbed Wei Wuxian's hand, rushed out of the room like a gust of wind, and rushed down the stairs. Wei Wuxian was dragged down to the lobby by him in a daze. The proprietress on the first floor and her staff were eating around a long table. Lan Wangji didn't even look at them, and rushed out the door with Wei Wuxian. The proprietress stood up and said, "What's the matter? Two gentlemen, is the food not to your taste?"

Wei WuXian took a moment out of his busy schedule to say, “Great! Especially the wine, it’s really great…” Before he could finish his words, Lan WangJi had already dragged him out of the inn.

They had already reached the street, but Lan Wangji still had no intention of stopping and continued to speed. Wei Wuxian asked, "Where are you going?"

Lan Wangji said nothing, ran to the courtyard of a house, and suddenly stopped. Wei Wuxian felt strange, and was about to ask him something, but he raised a finger, put it to his lips, and said, "Shh." He stretched out his hand to hold Wei Wuxian's waist, stepped on the soles of his feet, and took him lightly to the eaves of the house, leaning on the tiles, and whispered, "Look."

Seeing him acting mysterious, Wei WuXian felt a little curious. He followed his focused gaze and saw a chicken coop in the yard.

“…” Wei WuXian asked, “Is this what you want me to see?”

Lan Wangji said softly, “Let’s go.”

Wei WuXian asked, “What?”

Lan Wangji suddenly jumped up and landed in the center of the yard.

If the owner of this household was awake, and suddenly saw a man in white with stunning appearance and demeanor floating in the moonlight, he would definitely suspect that he was a banished immortal from heaven. But what Lan Wangji did was not at all like a banished immortal. He was groping around in the yard slowly. Wei Wuxian felt something was wrong the more he looked at him, so he jumped off the wall, pulled his headband, and said, "What on earth are you doing?"

Lan Wangji held his forehead with one hand and reached into the chicken coop with the other. Several hens that were sleeping soundly in the chicken coop suddenly woke up, flapped their wings wildly, and tried to escape. Lan Wangji's eyes flashed, and he grabbed the fattest one in his hand with lightning speed.

Wei WuXian was stunned.

The yellow hen clucked in Lan Wangji's hand, and Lan Wangji solemnly handed it to Wei Wuxian. Wei Wuxian asked, "What?"

Lan Wangji said, "Chicken."

Wei WuXian said, “I know it’s a chicken. Why did you give me a chicken?”

Lan Wangji said with a tense face, "I'll give it to you."

Wei Wuxian said, “Give it to me…Okay.” It seemed that if he didn’t accept it, he would get angry again. Wei Wuxian took the chicken and said, “Lan Zhan, do you know what you are doing? This chicken has an owner. You are stealing.”

If word got out that Han Guangjun, a famous immortal, went out to steal other people's chickens after getting drunk... I can't imagine it.

But at this time, Lan Wangji only listened to what he wanted to hear, and pretended not to hear what he didn't like. He continued to work with his head busied. The chicken coop was filled with the sound of "cluck, cluck" and "cuckoo, cluck", and it was so miserable that it was unbearable to listen to.

Wei WuXian said, “I didn’t ask you to do this.”

The two of them each held a shivering hen, climbed over the wall, and walked for a while. Wei Wuxian was still wondering why Lan Wangji suddenly wanted to steal the chicken. Did he want to eat it? Suddenly, he found a piece of chicken feather stuck in Lan Wangji's black hair.

With a "puff" sound, Wei Wuxian couldn't bear to watch it anymore and was about to reach out to help him take it off, but Lan Wangji flew up again and climbed onto a tree.

This tree grew in someone's yard. It was growing so well that its branches and leaves stretched out of the wall. Lan Wangji was sitting on a branch. Wei Wuxian looked up and asked, "What's wrong with you???"

Lan Wangji bowed his head and said, “Shh.”

Hearing this, Wei Wuxian thought that what he was going to do next was probably similar to stealing a chicken. Lan Wangji reached out, picked something from the treetop, and threw it down. Wei Wuxian held the hen in one hand and caught it with the other. He took it in his hand and saw that it was a large, round, half-green, half-red date.

Sure enough. After stealing the chicken, he came to steal the dates!

Wei Wuxian was no stranger to stealing chickens and robbing trees. He loved doing it when he was young, and he would bring a bunch of people to do it with him. But if the accomplice was replaced by Lan Wangji, it would be very scary. No, he could not be considered an accomplice. Lan Wangji was clearly the mastermind.

Thinking of this, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind.

Previously, in Lotus Pier, he took Lan Wangji to see the old Yunmeng area and told him a lot of interesting stories from his childhood, among which there were many such "glorious deeds". Could it be that Lan Wangji listened, remembered, and was eager to experience it?

Probably!

The Gusu Lan family had very strict family education. Lan Wangji had been locked up at home to study and write since he was a child. His every word and action was in accordance with the standards given by his elders. He had never done these indecent and absurd behaviors. He couldn't do it when he was sober, so he did it after he was drunk?

Lan Wangji on the jujube tree moved as fast as the wind. In a short while, he swept all the jujubes on the tree and picked them all. He put all of them into his Qiankun sleeves, then jumped down from the tree, opened his sleeves, and showed Wei Wuxian his "trophies". Looking at these plump jujubes, Wei Wuxian didn't know what to say. After a while, he praised: "... So big, so many, so amazing! Well done!"