Chapter 25, No. 25
Chapter Summary: "Arriving at the gates of Lotus Pier, the magnificent gates were right before his eyes. Little Wei Ying looked up at the huge gates, his eyes filled with amazement."
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Arriving at the gates of Lotus Pier, the magnificent gate stood before them. Little Wei Ying looked up at the grand gate, his eyes filled with awe.
"father!"
A girl's clear and melodious voice came from inside the door.
"Ah Li, why are you all alone?"
Jiang Fengmian put Wei Ying down and held his hand with the hand that wasn't holding the sword.
"Mother and Acheng are at the drill ground."
Jiang Yanli took the package from Jiang Fengmian and looked at the little Wei Ying beside her with some surprise.
"This is your Uncle Changze's son, Wei Ying."
Jiang Fengmian introduced Jiang Yanli to Wei Ying, and then turned to him:
"This is your uncle's daughter, Jiang Yanli, who is a few years older than you."
"Sister Yanli".
Little Wei Ying called out timidly.
"Father, let me take Aying to change her clothes first."
Jiang Yanli took Wei Ying's hand as she spoke, and seeing Jiang Fengmian nod, she led Wei Ying inside.
Pah pah pah
What the hell is this food?
You have to understand that these people in this space, even if they don't come from wealthy families, have at least been well-off since childhood. They've never eaten fruit peels and scraps before, which are bitter, cold, and you don't even know if there's anything dirty in them.
Jiang Cheng's face was gloomy, and he stubbornly ignored the unbearable taste in his mouth.
Thinking of Wei Wuxian's tragic childhood, yet his eventual rise to become the undisputed senior disciple of the Yunmeng Jiang Clan, I couldn't help but chuckle bitterly: Ha, truly... a gifted individual.
Jiang Yanli held Wei Wuxian's hand with a pained expression: "Those days must have been very difficult."
Is it really a good thing to have a perpetually smiling face? Can someone who never thinks about their own gains or losses truly be happy?
Jiang Yanli couldn't help but wonder if she had made a mistake in her joking remark back then.
Wei Wuxian shook Jiang Yanli's hand and gave her a big smile: "Shijie, you have to believe me, apart from a few vicious dogs, nothing else can stump me!"
Jiang Yanli said that he was born with a smiling face, a cheerful demeanor. He never took any sadness to heart. He could be happy no matter what situation he was in. It might sound a bit heartless, but that was a good thing.
Jiang Fengmian fed him a piece of melon, and he asked Jiang Fengmian to carry him back. At that time, Jiang Cheng was only eight or nine years old, and he had several puppies at Lotus Pier to play with. Jiang Fengmian discovered that Wei Wuxian was very afraid of dogs, so he gently asked Jiang Cheng to send the puppies away. Jiang Cheng was very unhappy, threw a tantrum, smashed things, gave a dirty look, and cried and made a scene, but in the end he still sent the dogs away.
Although he harbored hostility towards Wei Wuxian for a long time because of this, after the two became close, they went out together to cause trouble. Whenever they encountered a dog, Jiang Cheng would chase it away for him and then laugh at Wei Wuxian who had climbed to the top of a tree.
He had always assumed Jiang Cheng would side with him, while Lan Wangji would stand against him. Unexpectedly, the reality was completely reversed.
The Yunmeng Jiang Clan fell silent. The Jiang Clan's fellow disciples had always known that their eldest brother had suffered a lot in his childhood, but every time they saw his smile, they wondered if it was really true.
Would a person still show such a carefree smile after experiencing hardship?
Jiang Cheng felt a chill run down his spine again: The opposite side... I'm standing on the opposite side of you, ha, is it really me standing on the opposite side of you?
He slowly walked to the meeting place he had agreed upon with Lan Wangji. The lights were dim, and the night was deserted. Without needing to look around, he saw the white-clad figure standing at the end of the long street, head slightly bowed, motionless.
Before Wei Wuxian could even greet him, Lan Wangji looked up and saw him. After a moment of confrontation, he calmly walked towards him.
For some reason, Wei Wuxian involuntarily took a step back.
He seemed to see bright red blood vessels in Lan Wangji's eyes. It has to be said... Lan Zhan's expression was truly terrifying. He had only unintentionally taken a step back, but his foot twisted, and a weak, tingling sensation came from where the purple lightning had passed, making him appear as if he had almost collapsed to his knees.
Lan Wangji's expression changed, and he rushed forward, grabbing Wei Wuxian's wrist tightly just like he had done at Dafan Mountain. He steadied Wei Wuxian and knelt down to examine his leg. Wei Wuxian was quite startled and quickly said, "No, no, no, Hanguang-jun, you don't need to do this!"
Lan Wangji tilted his head slightly, his pale eyes fixed on him for a moment, then lowered his head and continued to roll up his trouser leg. Wei Wuxian's hand was still firmly held by him, so he could only look up at the sky.
His legs were covered in dark, bruised marks.
Lan Wangji stared at him for a long time before saying in a hoarse voice, "...I was only gone for a few hours."
Wei Wuxian laughed and said, "Several hours is a long time; anything can happen. Come, rise, rise."
He grabbed Lan Wangji and pulled him up, saying, "It's just an ordinary curse mark. I'll dispel it when it comes looking for me. Hanguang-jun, you have to help me, or I can't handle it. By the way, have you caught him? Is it him? Where is he?"
Lan Wangji's gaze fell on a shop sign in the distance along the long street, and Wei Wuxian headed towards it. He hadn't noticed it before, but now he felt a tingling numbness in his legs. Fortunately, Jiang Cheng had controlled the intensity of his Zidian lightning; otherwise, it wouldn't have been just numbness, it would have scorched him. Wei Wuxian said, "Let's go interrogate them first and resolve the matter of the stone fortress."
Nie Huaisang trembled: Is it going to be my turn soon?
Looking back now, Wei Wuxian realizes how incredibly stupid he was. Lan Wangji's icy demeanor was terrifying enough, yet he couldn't even see his feelings!
Did someone lose all their intelligence after being reborn?
The thought of a dog sent a shiver down Wei Wuxian's spine.
Lan Wangji, standing behind him, suddenly called out, "Wei Ying."
Wei Wuxian paused for a moment.
After a moment, as if he hadn't heard the name, he replied, "What is it?"
Lan Wangji asked, "Was it moved from Jin Ling?"
This is not a question, but a statement.
Wei Wuxian remained noncommittal. Lan Wangji then said, "You've encountered Jiang Wanyin."
The mark left by Zidian was still visible on the curse mark, making it easy to identify. Wei Wuxian turned around and said, "As long as we both live in this world, we'll meet sooner or later."
Lan Wangji didn't seem to want to dwell on the topic any longer, and said, "Your legs, don't walk."
Wei Wuxian said, "If you're not going to walk, will you carry me?"
"..." Lan Wangji looked at him quietly, and an ominous shadow immediately swept through Wei Wuxian's heart.
If it were the old Lan Zhan, he would have been stung by his words, either giving him the cold shoulder or ignoring him completely. But how the current Lan Zhan would react is hard to say. Sure enough, upon hearing this, Lan Wangji stood in front of him, seemingly bending down and kneeling, condescending to carry him on his back. Wei Wuxian was startled again and quickly said, "Stop, stop, I was just saying. I was only numb from being whipped twice by Zidian, it's not like my legs are broken. It's too embarrassing for a grown man to be carried."
Lan Wangji asked, "Is it ugly?"
Wei Wuxian replied, "Mm."
After a moment of silence, Lan Wangji said, "But you've also carried me on your back before."
Wei Wuxian said, "Is that so? I don't remember it."
Lan Wangji said calmly, "You never remember any of these things."
Wei Wuxian said, "Everyone says I have a bad memory. Fine, if I have a bad memory, I have a bad memory. Anyway, I won't memorize it."
Lan Wangji asked, "Are you sure you don't want to memorize it?"
Wei Wuxian said decisively, "I won't memorize it."
The two stood facing each other for a moment. Suddenly, Lan Wangji put one arm around his back, leaned down slightly, and reached for his knees with the other hand.
He grabbed him in one swift motion, lifting Wei Wuxian completely into the air and holding him in his arms.
Pfft... A hug?!
This startled a group of cultivators.
Lan Wangji! Hanguang-jun! Mind your image!
*Pfft cough cough cough!*
Wei Wuxian himself was coughing so loudly it was earth-shattering.
Wei Wuxian never expected that "not carrying it" would have this consequence, and exclaimed in horror, "Lan Zhan!!!"
Lan Wangji carried him, walking very steadily, and answered very steadily as well: "You said you didn't want to carry me."
Wei Wuxian said, "But it didn't say you could hug like that?"
It was already night, and there were no pedestrians on the street. No one, regardless of who they were, had lost too much face. Wei Wuxian wasn't one to be easily embarrassed either; after being carried for a while, he relaxed and laughed, "You want to see who has the thickest skin, huh?"
The crisp sandalwood scent lingered around him, but Lan Wangji didn't look at him. He stared straight ahead, unmoved, his face still bearing an expression of utter righteousness and cold indifference. Wei Wuxian, seeing that he was completely unmoved and impervious to reason, thought to himself, "I didn't expect Lan Zhan to be so vengeful. Before, I teased him and made him feel awkward. Now he's getting his revenge, making me feel awkward too. He's really improved. Not only has his cultivation improved, but his skin has also grown thicker."
He said, "Lan Zhan, you recognized me at Dafan Mountain, didn't you?"
Lan Wangji replied, "Mm."
Wei Wuxian asked, "How did you recognize me?"
Lan Wangji lowered his eyelashes and glanced at him: "Want to know?"
Wei Wuxian replied affirmatively, "Yes."
Lan Wangji said, "You told me yourself."
Wei Wuxian said, "Myself? Because of Jin Ling? Because I summoned Wen Ning? Neither, right?"
Perhaps something embarrassing had been mentioned, for a ripple seemed to appear in Lan Wangji's eyes. However, this barely perceptible fluctuation vanished in an instant, immediately returning to its deep, still state. He solemnly said, "Think for yourself."
Wei Wuxian said, "That's why I asked you!"
This time, no matter how much he pressed, Lan Wangji remained silent. Wei Wuxian, scratching his head in vain, then asked, "Then let's change the question. Why did you help me?"
Lan Wangji calmly replied, "The same."
So how did Hanguang-jun recognize Yiling Laozu?
Everyone was completely bewildered.
This is likely to become another unsolved mystery in the world.
Wei Wuxian turned to look at Lan Wangji, who was looking at him tenderly, and leaned closer to say, "Lan Zhan, you can still recognize the terrible way I played 'Wangxian'. It must have been really hard on you."
Lan Wangji glanced at him sideways: "Then you should brag about it properly from now on."
That's good, as long as the person involved can remember the answer to the riddle.
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