dhibooks Chapter 46 Trust
Chapter 46 Trust
Inn
When Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian returned to the inn, they saw the four juniors of Lan Sizhui standing on both sides of the entrance of the inn discussing things together. They looked at each other and felt suspicious.
Wei Wuxian walked a few steps quickly, and raised his voice, "Ru Lan, Si Zhui, Jing Yi, Zi Zhen, why are you back here? Why don't you play for a while?" It was clear that the four children were all very interested in the Tanzhou Lantern Festival. , how come back so early?
Hearing this, Jin Ling immediately turned around and ran towards Wei Wuxian, "Senior... you're finally back."
Wei Wuxian raised his eyebrows, and raised his hand to pat Jin Ling's head, "Ru Lan, what's wrong?"
Ouyang Zizhen also ran to Wei Wuxian's side, and patted his chest as if relieved, "It's okay, okay." Then he looked behind Wei Wuxian, "Hanguang-jun is back too, that's great. !"
Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi also breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Hanguang-jun came back, and stepped forward to stand beside Wei Wuxian, waiting for Hanguang-jun.
When Lord Hanguang walked in front of everyone, the four juniors held their swords together and bowed their hands in salute, "Mr. Hanguang, Senior Mo."
Lan Wangji was holding a lantern, and seeing the worried faces of the fourth junior, he asked, "What happened?"
Lan Sizhui looked back at the inn, exchanged glances with Lan Jingyi, and then replied: "Hanguang-jun, Zewu-jun has arrived, and is waiting for you at the inn."
Jin Ling subconsciously raised his hand and grabbed Wei Wuxian's sleeve. Wei Wuxian was taken aback, and gave Jin Ling a complicated look, then raised his hand and patted the back of Jin Ling's hand with a sense of comfort.
Lan Wangji heard this, thought for a moment, handed the lantern in his hand to Lan Sizhui, turned around and walked into the inn.
Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi looked down at the lantern. Lan Sizhui looked up at Wei Wuxian in some puzzlement, and passed the lantern forward, "Senior Mo, is this lantern?"
Wei Wuxian smiled and took away Jin Ling's hand from his sleeve, and patted Lan Sizhui's shoulder, "I'll take it for you," he said, looking at the inn with a serious expression, "Looks like, We have business to do."
Lan Jingyi thought for a while, and hurriedly took out from his Qiankun bag the mask with a black background and a gold thread border that he bought in Liyang, and handed it to Wei Wuxian, "Senior Mo, I think that mask of yours doesn't look like a mask. It's old, why don't you wear this."
Wei Wuxian subconsciously touched the mask hanging on his waist, glanced at Lan Jingyi, and smiled with crooked eyebrows, "Okay, kid Jingyi is very caring. That's all right, I'll be with your family Hanguang Jun goes to talk to Mr. Zewu about some serious business, and you can eat something at the inn first, rest for a while, and don't run around."
"We're not children, it's up to you to say."
Jin Ling crossed his arms and muttered softly, then seemed to remember something, took out a waistband from his Qiankun bag, and hung it around Wei Wuxian's waist without any explanation. "This is more expensive than the mask Lan Jingyi bought, so don't lose it."
Wei Wuxian picked up the waist pendant and took a closer look. The jade pendant carved into a nine-petal lotus is exquisite and exquisite. A steady stream of warm current flows out from the jade pendant, and the Venus Snow Wave White Peonies, which are as small as rice grains and made of finely divided gold, dotted on the matching rope and tassels, look extraordinarily graceful and luxurious.
Wei Wuxian felt more carefully, and found that there were defensive magic circles on the jade pendant and gold, and raised his eyes, "Ru Lan, this thing is really too precious, you should wear it on your body." At least it can defend against a few waves of attacks.
"I'll take it for you." Jin Ling took a few steps back, folded his arms nonchalantly, "The Lanling Jin Sect has a lot of these things, and I can't hang them on my body, so I gave them to you, you Don't lose it." After speaking, Jin Ling ran back to the lobby of the inn without looking back.
Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Sizhui again. Before Lan Sizhui could react, Lan Jingyi grabbed his wrist, "Senior Mo, we're going to eat. If you have something to do, you should be busy first." Before landing, the person was already a few feet away.
Turning around again, Ouyang Zi really disappeared.
after a cup of tea
hotel lobby
Lan Jingyi raised her face and looked at the roof of the inn, "Miss, tell the truth, do you want me and Si Zhui to copy the family rules until we are old?"
Jin Ling, who was lying on the wall like a big gecko, was too busy eavesdropping on the conversation in the courtyard, and didn't bother to pay attention to Lan Jingyi.
Lan Sizhui and Ouyang Zizhen looked at the food on the table, both too worried to eat.
Lan Sizhui's four juniors were indeed taken aback by Zewu-jun's arrival earlier, although the purpose of their trip was to see Zewu-jun, but when they really saw Zewu-jun, they couldn't help but start to worry.
Mr. Zewu knew Senior Wei, and Mr. Zewu also participated in the Battle of Nightless Sky back then. What's more, Mr. Wei's grievances have not been cleared, and Mr. Zewu is well-known as a famous scholar of the immortal sect. If He really recognized Senior Wei... How could Lan Sizhui and the others not be worried!
Jin Ling frowned, "If Zewu-jun really recognizes uncle, the waistband I gave to uncle should make Zewu-jun look down on me for the sake of my Lanling Jin Sect and Yunmeng Jiang Sect. Uncle—Sizhui, Jingyi, don’t you think so?”
Lan Sizhui blinked, hesitated, "This..."
Lan Jingyi covered her face and said in a heavy tone, "If Mr. Zewu really won't let Senior Wei go, adding Qinghe Nie will not change his mind."
Jin Ling rolled his eyes and said, "If you can't speak, don't speak!"
Ouyang Zizhen quickly smoothed things over, "Hanguang-jun is here, I think Hanguang-jun must have a way to hide the identity of Senior Wei."
Jin Ling waved his hand suddenly, "They've finished talking about Chi Fengzun, and now they're talking about the curse of riddled with wounds!"
Lan Jingyi immediately dragged Lan Sizui to the wall, put his ear on the wall and began to eavesdrop, and Ouyang Zizhen also chose a place to lie on the wall and listen intently to the conversation in the courtyard.
in the courtyard
After checking Jin Zixun's chest, Lan Xichen was slightly startled, "The riddled holes on Jin Zixun's body haven't disappeared yet?"
Lan Wangji nodded, and put Jin Zixun's body back into the Qiankun bag, "I investigated the Qiongqidao interception back then, and found that Jin Zixun's body disappeared for no reason, and his whereabouts are unknown. People from the clan should have been buried in the family grave of the Lanling Jin family, and the Xianmen family has always guarded the family grave closely, so back then I suspected that someone from the Lanling Jin family was involved in the interception and killing of Qiongqidao."
Both Wei Wuxian and Lan Xichen were shocked.
Lan Xichen's brows trembled, and his voice was a bit dry, "Wangji you... When did you investigate Jin Zixun's matter?"
Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Wangji, in the moonlight, Lan Wangji, dressed in white, had cold eyes, like an immortal in heaven.
But at this moment, Wei Wuxian's heart was in a mess, he didn't have the slightest attention to pay attention to Lan Wangji's expression, he just felt bitter and astringent in his heart, as if a pot of bitter tea had been knocked over, and his whole heart was soaked in the bitter tea.
After the Qiongjidao interception back then, a few days later it was the battle of the night, how could Lan Zhan have time to investigate the Qiongqidao interception?How could there be time to investigate Jin Zixun's body and find out that Jin Zixun's body disappeared? !unless, unless...
"On the afternoon of the interception on Qiongqi Road," Lan Wangji said calmly after a long time, "I found Jin Zixun's body missing the next day. I searched for two days, but to no avail." Looking at Wei WuXian who was wearing a mask, his light-colored eyes filled with sadness silently, "I'm still one step late."
This late step made him almost miss Wei Ying's life.
The four juniors of Lan Sizhui who were secretly listening to the conversation trembled, and suddenly couldn't help but their eyes turned red
Wei Wuxian stared blankly at Lan Wangji, opening and closing his lips, it was difficult to make any sound, and it was even more difficult to spit out any words.
Wei Wuxian wanted to ask Lan Zhan, do you believe me?
On the afternoon of the interception by Qiongqidao, wouldn't it be when Lan Zhan just learned about the interception by Qiongqidao? When everyone believed that Wei Wuxian had killed his brother-in-law in a frenzy, when everyone was filled with righteous indignation and wanted to kill him as a heretic, when Gusu Lan also believed that his heart had changed drastically and he lost his mind?
Lan Zhan... At that time, he believed him, believed that he did not cast a thousand-hole curse on Jin Zixun, and was under such huge pressure to investigate the truth of Qiongqidao's interception and killing?
I, Wei Ying, how can I make you trust Hanguang-jun so much?
Lan Xichen stared at his younger brother, who knew when the child in his memory had grown into such a dignified and upright monk, Lan Xichen was shocked to find that he seemed to no longer understand his younger brother.
In the past 16 years, Lan Xichen has given medicine to Wangji who is dying, seriously injured, dying, scolded Wangji who forced himself out of the cold pool for Lan Sizhui to settle accounts with someone himself, and scolded Wangji who was crazy and suffering like a devil Wen Ling's ten fingers were bleeding Wang Ji, and he even hated the iron and steel for punishing Wang Ji who had never repented.
Until the three-year confinement period expired, Wangji left Hantan, never mentioned the word "Wei Ying", just left Yunshen with a zither and a sword, and would come out when there was chaos, and occasionally returned to Yunshen to teach Lan Si Chase Lan Jingyi's schoolwork.
Lan Xichen thought that Lan Wangji had already been put down, but after seeing Wei Wuxian wearing a mask, Lan Xichen knew that Lan Wangji had never been put down.
You don’t have lovesickness in your life.
With obsession to the bone, there is no cure for medicine and stone.
Lan Xichen closed his eyes, remained silent for a long time, and finally sighed, "Wangji, Mr. Wei," he opened his eyes, "I received an urgent letter from the observation tower. A monk died tragically." His eyes fell on Wei Wuxian, "It has been confirmed that it was the work of ghosts."
Wei Wuxian, whose identity was revealed by Lan Xichen, couldn't help frowning, then sighed with a wry smile, took off his mask, and bowed his hands with his bamboo flute in hand, "It turns out that Zewu-jun has recognized me a long time ago, Wei Ying is rude." After a pause, he smiled again, "Mr. Zewu, could it be that the murderer who caused that tragedy is my biggest suspect?"
Lan Wangji silently glanced at Wei Wuxian, then took a few steps closer to Wei Wuxian, and looked at Lan Xichen, "Wangji and Wei Ying are inseparable, the Shudong tragedy was not caused by Wei Ying."
Lan Xichen laughed and shook his head, "Wangji, I believe in you, and I also believe that Mr. Wei did not kill anyone, but," Lan Xichen looked serious, "The injuries on their bodies are the same as those after Mr. Wei killed someone on the expedition to shoot the sun back then. The wounds left are the same."
Lan Wangji's eyes were cold, "Zun Lianfang participated in the Sun Shooting Campaign."
"Forget the machine."
Lan Xichen met Lan Wangji's eyes.
"Tell me that the cause of elder brother's death is suspicious, the person who dismembered and hid the corpse knew about the sacrificial knife hall, the ghost-faced man knew Gusu Lan's sword skills like the back of his hand, Xue Yang recovered the Yinhu Talisman before he died, and Qiongqi It is suspected that someone from the Lanling Jin Sect intervened in the Dao interception..." Lan Xichen frowned slightly, "But Ayao has been with me for the past month, talking at night by candlelight, and jointly planning the next month's Lanling In the Jin family's meeting of hundreds of schools, there is no way to separate, and there is no sign of using the teleportation talisman, so how could it be A Yao?"
Lan Wangji pursed his lips, "Brother."
"Wangji," Lan Xichen calmed down slightly, "You trust Mr. Wei, but I trust Jin Guangyao."
Wei Wuxian was worried that Lan Zhan and Lan Xichen would quarrel over this, so he hurried forward, "Zewu-jun!"
"Young Master Wei, don't worry." Lan Xichen looked at Wei Wuxian, "I will send someone to continue the investigation of the Shudong tragedy. As for the restored Yinhu Talisman, I will hand it over to my uncle when I return to Yunshen It will be handled by my uncle. Before the truth is revealed, I will never tell Ayao about it."
Wei Wuxian took the opportunity to get off the donkey, "I'll have to trouble Mr. Zewu for this matter." After a pause, "A total of four groups of people participated in this journey, and one of them even planned Si Zhui into the game. So, I ask Mr. Zewu to think more about it."
After saying that, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji saluted Lan Xichen again, turned and left the courtyard.
Lan Xichen stood where he was, and for a long time, he closed his eyes in silence.
Ayao, is that really you?