[Magic Dao Patriarch·Chen Qingling] Lan's Night Hunting Notes

Chapter 6

Late night

Inn

Second floor private seat

Lan Wangji lowered his brows and eyes slightly, resting his fingers on Lan Jingyi's right wrist, his expression indifferent.

Lan Jingyi was sitting upright, his face as calm as water, but when he looked carefully, he could see the tragic look in his eyes, as if he was not being diagnosed by Hanguang-jun, but was seized by Hanguang-jun. If I make a slight movement, I will immediately look dead.

All the disciples of the Lan clan who ran to another table to write their notes on this night hunt sneaked a sympathetic glance at Lan Jingyi, whose body was frozen into a log, and was forced to talk to Hanguang when Lan Jingyi grabbed the school uniform with his left hand. Lan Sizhui, who was sitting at a table writing night hunting notes, was extremely grateful that Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi had attracted Hanguang-jun's attention for them. They decided that when Hanguang-jun left, they would immediately Just lend the Night Hunting Notes to Lan SiZhui and the others to copy!

Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi who noticed everyone's gaze: "..."

Lan Jingyi was heartbroken: What about the agreed-upon relationship between classmates and classmates? !

The disciples of the Lan family wrote furiously: Sorry, we are very busy now, please do not disturb us.

Lan Jingyi was furious: No loyalty! !

Don't get me wrong, this group of juniors have always admired Lord Hanguang since they were young. The disciples of the same generation in the Gusu Lan clan knew one thing from an early age. If they are in danger, the person they can trust the most is Lord Hanguang, even if the sky is falling, as long as Lord Hanguang is around, they will not be afraid.This time in Mojiazhuang, they were all about to resign themselves to their fate, but when Hanguang-jun came, all the fear disappeared instantly, okay?

As for why you are so afraid of Hanguang-jun... As the punisher of the Gusu Lan clan, the cold-tempered and taciturn Hanguang-jun is really scary, especially when he is punishing people... This is absolutely not They cowardly!Who in the Hundred Families of Immortals is not afraid of Lord Hanguang!

After a long time, until Lan Jingyi could hardly sit still, Lan Wangji withdrew his hand, folded his sleeves and sat up straight, his voice was cold, "No problem."

Lan Jingyi withdrew his hand with a "swipe" and nodded repeatedly, and quickly replied, "Thank you, Hanguang-jun." As soon as she finished speaking, Lan Jingyi wanted to slap herself to death, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ya Zheng!Did he act too much just now? Hanguang-jun won't be angry, will he? !

Lan SiZhui, who was writing his night hunting notes, trembled, and a small ball of ink immediately smeared on the paper. Putting down the brush, Lan SiZhui sat upright with his sleeves folded, like a gentle and jade version of Han Guangjun, or a young man. The smaller version of Mr. Zewu kindly saved his classmates and friends who were in dire straits, "Mr. Hanguang, what is the evil in Mojiazhuang this time? Why is it so dangerous?"

Lan Wangji thought for a while, "This evil is not something you can deal with. After returning to Yunshen, I will perform a soul-calling ceremony to find out the source of this evil." After a pause, "It's getting late, you go back to your room Rest, we need to go to Dafan Mountain for night hunting at noon tomorrow."

"Yes."

The juniors got up and left their seats at the same time, bowed their hands and stood up to promise.

After the juniors left, Lan Wangji sat quietly for a while, and after almost a stick of incense, he took out the silver evil-sealed Qiankun bag from his bosom, his light-colored eyes were slightly turbulent, and he closed them, He sighed lowly.

in the room

Lan Jingyi directly pushed Lan Sizhui's room away, walked into the room, put the absurdity on the table, picked up the teapot and poured two cups of tea, picked up a cup of tea and drank it all in one gulp, looked up in a state of non-sit Looking at Lan Sizhui, "Sizhui, Mr. Hanguang seems to be hiding something from us."

Lan Sizhui sat down, pulled up his sleeves and picked up the teacup, took a sip, put down the teacup, and nodded, "Indeed." As Lan Wangji's direct disciple, Lan Sizhui was raised by Lan Wangji since he was a child. He can't understand Lan Wangji as well as Lan Xichen, but he is a little bit better than the others. He naturally sensed Lan Wangji's strangeness, "But Hanguang-Jun should have taken into account that we are still young, and some things are still beyond our reach. When we know. Besides, isn't Mr. Hanguang implying that he will tell us the origin of this evil after we return to Yunshen's unknown place?" Wen Yan laughed.

"But the problem is..." Lan Jingyi was a little hesitant, her voice softened a little, and the clear and clear voice of a young man was tinged with seriousness, "It should only be the three of us who discovered that, right?"

Lan Sizhui lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, carefully recalled the whole process of getting rid of the evil tonight, and affirmed, "The only ones who found the black lines on the neck of the murderous corpse were indeed only us and Ziling, and no one else noticed it. a little."

"Hanguang-jun must have discovered it too." Lan Jingyi tapped the table with his index finger, and the more he thought about it, the more irritable he became. Tiger talisman, what about the murderous corpses that appear in Mojiazhuang now? It is impossible for the murderous corpses to draw on themselves to show their worship to the ancestors of Yiling, right? Or did someone really create another The Yinhu Talisman? This man is full and has nothing to do, right? He is sick!"

At the beginning, you could nod your head in agreement with Lan Jingyi's words, but as Lan Jingyi's words got more and more ridiculous, Lan Sizhui couldn't listen anymore, so let's wait until Lan Jingyi finished speaking before raising his hand and holding Lan Jingyi down Jingyi's arm, "Jingyi."

Lan Jingyi simply lay down on the table, raised her hand, and lazily said, "Okay, okay, you say it." His tone and actions were as perfunctory as possible.

Lan Sizhui thought about it, and asked, "We will go to Dafan Mountain at noon tomorrow, how about the two of us going to Yongxian Tower tomorrow morning?"

"You also suspect that storyteller?" Lan Jingyi tilted her head and smiled brightly, "Success! Then you call me tomorrow morning, you must call me, or if I don't get up at the hour, Hanguang-Jun will definitely punish you." Me!"

Lan Sizhui laughed, "In the unknown place of Yun Shen, you never miss the morning class."

"That was when Yun Shen didn't know where to go," Lan Jingyi patted Lan Sizhui's shoulder, smiling brows and eyes, "Everything should be done just in case," he said, suddenly remembered something, He looked at Lan Sizhui, then looked down at himself, and recalled again, "I'll go!"

"Don't speak evil words."

"I didn't swear or swear." Lan Jingyi finally realized that something was wrong with her, and she looked out of control, "Am I the only one who was wearing a tunic and talking to Hanguang-jun just now?" Don't be disheveled ah ah ah ah! !

The inner side of the coat of Gusu Lan's school uniform is embroidered with spell mantras, which have the effect of protecting the body and life. When I was in Mojiazhuang, in order to suppress the left arm and prevent them from accidentally dying, no one could protect Mojiazhuang. Those who are still alive, all of them, except Lan Sizhui, took off their coats, two coats protect the people in Mojiazhuang, four coats suppress the left arm, his coat was also destroyed by the left arm, so the When Guangjun appeared, except for Lan Sizhui, all of them were only wearing middle clothes.But when he thought about it, he realized with horror that Lan Ziling and the six of them immediately changed into extra coats when they came to the inn again!

except him!

Only he is still wearing only a middle coat!

He is the only one who dares to dangle in front of Hanguang-Jun in only his middle coat!

Lan Sizhui: "..."

So, Jingyi, did you find out about this until now?

Looking at Lan Jingyi who was about to faint, Lan Sizhui comforted him, "Jingyi, don't worry, Hanguang-Jun knows about the Mojiazhuang, so he shouldn't punish him, let alone... Jingyi, I remember you It seems that there is no extra school uniform in the Qiankun bag, right?" Lan Jingyi always likes to pack messy things in the Qiankun bag, but she never puts school uniforms in it. In Lan Jingyi's own words, there is a dust-proof spell on Lan's school uniform, Since the school uniform will not be dirty, there is no need to put the school uniform in the cosmos bag to take up space.

and so……

Lan Jingyi, who also remembered the same thing, slammed his head on the table, feeling disheartened, "I forgot that the school uniform was 'destroyed', oh, and there was blood staining after being injured." After all, blood is not dust.

"I still have one more in my Qiankun pouch." Lan Sizhui took out a coat from his Qiankun pouch and said with a smile, "Jingyi, you are about the same size as me, so return it to me when you return to Yunshen. gone."

"Ahhh, SiZhui, you are the best!!" Lan JingYi immediately embraced Lan Sizhui energetically, "I will definitely prepare eight sets of ten sets in the future!"

After playing around for a while, in order to avoid getting up late tomorrow, Lan Jingyi, who put on Lan Sizhui's coat, said goodbye to Lan Sizhui and left with the sword in his arms. When he was walking to his room, he happened to see a The door of the room was slightly open, after thinking about it, he changed his footsteps, walked towards that room, knocked on the door, pushed the door open and walked in.

Lan Ziling, who was sitting at the table wiping the silver needles, did not look up, "The medicine is still three times a day, one pill at a time."

Lan Jingyi picked up the white cool jade medicine bottle on the table, and held it in the palm of his hand, the coolness swept his whole body along the palm of his hand. After a moment of silence, he frowned, "Ziling, thank you."

Lan Ziling paused, put away the silver needle, raised her eyes, her delicate brows overflowed with worry, "It's almost time, is there something wrong with your body?"

"No," Lan Jingyi patted Lan Ziling's shoulder with a smile, and said carelessly, "Don't worry, it's not like you don't know me well. If something goes wrong, I will definitely tell you. After all Aunt Qing is our Lan family's doctor, so you can't mess with the doctor if you mess with anyone, okay?"

Lan Ziling glanced unhappily at Lan Jingyi, who didn't care about anything, and said threateningly, "Since you know that my mother is Lan's doctor, don't hide the situation, or...heh."

Lan Jingyi: "..."

What a meaningful laugh.

Lan Ziling's mother, Hua Baiqing, the eldest daughter of Hua's Medicine City, married into the Lan's family and became a well-known pharmacist in the Lan's family. She has excellent medical skills, but she is so gentle in daily life and has a violent temper when she sees a doctor. , especially when facing disobedient patients, his temper multiplied exponentially, which was very terrifying—even Hanguang-jun had to back away three feet.

Thinking of this, Lan Jingyi turned around and left, "Farewell." There was a feeling of running away.

Lan Jingyi, who finally returned to the room, closed the door, rubbed his eyes a little tiredly, went to the bed and sat down, leaned against the bed rails, his eyes were empty, and he was lost in thought. I don't know what to think.

After almost a stick of incense, Lan Jingyi sat up straight, shifted his gaze to the medicine bottle in his hand, blinked, put the medicine bottle on the bed, and took out another identical cool jade medicine bottle from his Qiankun bag, After shaking, there was a sound of pills colliding in the Liangyu medicine bottle. Listening to the sound, there are quite a few pills in the Liangyu medicine bottle.

"This pill is so unpalatable," Lan Jingyi muttered and put the two medicine bottles back into the Qiankun bag, "I won't take it, I won't take it at all, it's a big deal... Anyway, I don't want to take it."

After finishing speaking, Lan Jingyi lay on her back on the bed without taking off her shoes and coat, pulled the quilt to wrap herself around her body, rolled on the bed again, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

As the night darkened, Lan Jingyi's breathing gradually calmed down. Through the quilt, the Qiankun bag that Lan Jingyi put into his coat gradually lit up with black and white light, and a thin black and white line slowly protruded. The light, meandering, swam on the coat, swam from his chest to his forehead, silently sank into Lan Jingyi's eyebrows, disappeared, the bag trembled, became quiet, and never No lights came on.

The silence returned to the room, as if nothing had happened.