Chen Qingling's Protagonist Owes Me a Theme Song

Lan Wangji was afraid that Wei Wuxian would stagger and really fall, so he reached out to support him, and gave Mo Li a cold look.

Seeing his attitude, Mo Li was a little unconvinced, and doubted, "You really didn't let me go out because I needed to recuperate?"

He seriously suspected that when he was eating hot pot, he shared the pot with Daddy Xianxian and Xiaolu, and isolated Daddy Wangji, so he took the opportunity to retaliate, alas, this Xiaolu is real, why is he always rolling his eyes to provoke Daddy Wangji? Drop the chain for him at the critical moment.

Lan Wangji replied decisively: "You can only go down the mountain when your injury is healed."

Seeing his resolute attitude, Mo Li looked at Wei Wuxian, changed his face instantly, and begged pitifully, "Father, I have been in seclusion for ten years, and I finally got out. I want to go down the mountain with you, and I don't want to stay on the mountain alone. .”

Poor baby!

Not to mention ten years of retreat, even one year of retreat, Wei Wuxian couldn't bear it. He didn't run around when he was injured. Although he felt sorry for his son and wanted him to recover from his injuries, he couldn't help but soften his heart when he begged him.

Pulling on Lan Zhan's sleeve, he said, "Otherwise, we'll go down the mountain later, and bring him with us when Ah Nian recovers? Whether he's injured or not, we don't trust him outside."

Lan Wangji was not very willing, but Wei Wuxian opened his mouth, he reluctantly said: "Mo Li, then wait for you for another three days, if you can't recover [-]% of your spiritual power after three days, you can stay."

Mo Li nodded quickly, and agreed first before talking, anyway, if there is one thing to discuss about this kind of thing, there will be two, if you can compromise one step, Dad Wangji can compromise two steps, hahaha!

When Wei Wuxian heard that Lan Zhan agreed, he took off the hand that was holding his sleeve, and patted the folds of his clothes flatteringly.

He didn't know what happened, but somehow he developed this habit of tugging at Lan Zhan's sleeves whenever he had nothing to do!

Wei Wuxian is a little proud, haha, he is the only person in the world who dares to tug on Hanguang-jun's sleeve, right?

I don't know what to be proud of, anyway, he laughed happily alone.

Mo Li asked him: "Daddy, what are you laughing at?"

Wei Wuxian finally had someone to share his pride with, he said happily: "You don't know, when Lan Zhan was young, he was cold and ignored everyone. Once when I was removing water monsters, I almost fell. In the water, he grabbed me by the collar and picked me up. I asked him to hold my hand, but he was still unwilling, saying that he didn’t like to touch people. Look, he still took the initiative to hold my hand !"

"Wei Ying!" Lan Zhan suddenly stopped him. He had helped Wei Ying just now, but he had forgotten to put his hand down, so he put it down immediately when he heard this.

This Wei Ying!Really, tell your kids everything!

In order to recover to [-]% spiritual energy as soon as possible and go down the mountain smoothly, Li Li thought of the little monk Lan Jia.

When Lan Jia taught him to copy the Buddhist scriptures, he also taught him the cultivation skills of the Buddha. If he could copy the scriptures and practice the way of the Buddha at the same time, the effect would be doubled.

Mo Li didn't know that this was a lost Buddhist cultivation method, and he didn't know that even an eminent monk would find it difficult to practice even if he knew the exercises.

He only knew that Xiao Jia taught him to practice, and Xiao Jia was doing it for his own benefit, so he studied hard.

One taught calmly, and the other learned casually. He really fulfilled Xiaojia's request, but he still didn't know what a terrifying talent this was.

Xiaojia is only five or six years old, and the scriptures he wrote made him feel the faint power of merit. Just looking at the Buddhist scriptures copied by Xiaojia, he felt peaceful and relieved the stagnation in his chest. Such a talent, that person The ancestor's father also said that he was stupid, so he really felt sorry for Xiao Jia.

I don't know if it was because of the Buddha's cultivation method, but Li Li suddenly saw a faint blackness on Wei Wuxian's face, thinking that he was corroded by an evil spirit just now.

He then suggested: "Father Xianxian is contaminated with the evil spirit of that evil spirit, go with me to Zangshu Pavilion to copy Buddhist scriptures, I have a Buddha who practices exercises, which can calm the mind and soul, nourish the body and soul, get rid of evil grievances, and accumulate merits and virtues." force."

Wei Wuxian sneered, and said, "I don't need it, do I? You know, I've already practiced deceitful ways, so it's inevitable that I'll be contaminated by them."

Lan Wangji stood opposite Wei Wuxian for the first time, and said, "You go with Li Li!"

He also personally sent them to Zangshu Pavilion, and told Mo Li: "Supervise him seriously, don't let him be lazy!"

However, Wei Wuxian is not a good copy of the scriptures. As soon as he left, Wei Wuxian couldn't sit still. He slipped to sit next to Mo Li and asked him: "A Nian, this Buddha's cultivation method Who taught you, is it really useful?"

If it’s useless, he won’t learn it. He, Wei Wuxian, hasn’t worked hard before. He used to touch fish, pick lotus pods and fight pheasants, but it still doesn’t affect the fact that he is number one in Yunmeng. It’s really too difficult to study hard. He is gone!

But Li Li failed to make him fulfill his wish, he nodded decisively, and said: "It is really useful, what Xiao Jia taught is definitely useful."

Wei Wuxian was a little curious, and asked, "The person who taught you how to practice Buddhism is Xiaojia?"

Li Li nodded, his heart suddenly became very heavy, he missed Xiao Jia.

Xiaojia is smart and caring, and has a very high level of Buddha cultivation, which is not like what he can cultivate at his age. Xiaojia's eyes are not like those at his age. They are very calm and transparent, which makes people see After wearing it, he felt at peace, that's why Li Li occasionally called him Little Monk Xiao Jia, not only because he was wearing a monk's uniform.

He is so smart that when he parted, he said to himself: "Brother, when the Buddha's practice is successful, he can remove all evil obstacles, calm the mind and soul, nourish the body and soul, and accumulate merits and virtues. The benefits are endless. If you I'm worried that your father's practice of cheating will harm his body and mind, so let him practice together."

Li Li stretched out his hand to stop Daddy Xianxian's arm, resting his head on his shoulder, thinking quietly about Xiao Jia, that ancestor daddy knew that his time was numbered, after he left, the ancestor of Lan'an would also return Temple, so what about Xiaojia?

No matter how precocious he is, he is still a five or six-year-old child. He shoulders the burden of Gusu Lan's family alone. He has no father to rely on, and no one to call him stupid. No matter how powerful and calm Xiaojia is, he will feel sad Bar?

He was about to lose his father, so he asked himself to teach Xian Xian's father how to practice Buddhism and Taoism, to help Xian Xian's father to deal with future troubles, and he didn't want himself to be as powerless as him one day.

Thinking of this, Li Li said to Wei Wuxian, "Daddy, in fact, Xiaojia wanted you to practice with me, and he even told me specifically."

Wei Wuxian was puzzled, why these children don't talk about their own hard work, but one by one likes to force others to do hard work, one Li Li is enough, and Xiao Jia who has never met is like this, pity him Wei Wuxian, the most beautiful person in this life What I am afraid of is working hard!

Wei WuXian was about to cry, but suddenly heard Mo Li asking him, "Daddy, Xiao Jia is doing well, if you see him, you will definitely like him."

This melancholy tone made Wei Wuxian worry that he was going to cry, so he felt sore when he heard it, put away his foolish posture, and said to his son in a gentle tone: "Anian said I would like him, then I will definitely like him , I have one more child I like, besides Anian, there is also Xiaojia."

Mo Li closed his eyes, raised his head, and after a while, he let go of Wei Wuxian's arm, sat upright, and worked hard on using his spiritual power, practicing, and copying scriptures.

Since he can really accumulate merits and virtues, he will benefit endlessly, so he will practice hard and work hard to accumulate merits so that his two fathers can live well, and Xiaojia, who can't see each other, will also live well.

Seeing this, Wei Wuxian resigned himself to his fate and said, "Okay, okay, then I'll go copy the scriptures too."

It may be because he practiced trickery, but he was unable to practice the exercises that Li Li taught him for a while, so he could only simply copy Buddhist scriptures first.

However, he couldn't continue after he copied two pages. He said he was hungry.

Li Li then took out spicy dried fish and crispy peas for him from the treasure bag.

After eating a few mouthfuls, he became thirsty again, so he poured water for himself.

Sitting happily alone, admiring his son, by the way, he sighed, if only Lan Er watched him copy the house rules, he would have been treated like this!

After eating all the dried fish, he couldn't sit still anymore, and said to Li Li, "Ah Nian, I suddenly remembered that there was one important thing I didn't tell Lan Zhan, I will go back as soon as I go, and go back as soon as I go. !"

He said and slipped out.

Li Li didn't stop him, but shook his head helplessly at the back of him, no matter how fast you run, you will be driven back later!

Wei Wuxian still felt that he was very smart, and was afraid that Lan Zhan would ask questions if he went back too early, so he simply ran to the back mountain to see the little rabbits, then went to feed the little apples, and this time walked slowly back to the quiet room.

Lan Wangji frowned, and asked, "Why did you come back first?"

How could Wei Wuxian mean that he couldn't sit still and wanted to be lazy, he walked into the room confidently, and even found a good excuse for himself.

"Lan Zhan, I have something very important to tell you. Just now, Anian mentioned Xiaojia. I think he was very sad. Do you know who Xiaojia is? Ah Nian also taught me, how funny!"

Lan Zhan listened to his words, looked cautious, and said: "The ancestor of Gusu Lan's sect was the ancestor of Lan An, whose son was named Jia, and the ancestor of Lan Jia practiced the way of swordsmanship and the way of Buddhism. !"

Wei Wuxian was stunned, patted his chest and replied, "You mean, the little Jia that Anian is talking about is the ancestor of the Lan family, Lan Jia, the second generation patriarch of your Lan family? Is there anyone else who is so arrogant and powerful?" Xianxin cares about me? I'm really flattered."

Lan Wangji's long-standing worries were finally resolved. It must be Li Li who told Lan Jia's ancestors about Wei Ying. It was inevitable that he would lose his body and mind along the way, so Lan Jia's ancestors gave him the solution.

He laughed for the first time, and said: "Since the ancestors have something to say, then you should go back to the Library Pavilion and practice together with Li Li."

Wei Wuxian didn't want to, so he sat down, poured himself a glass of water, and said while drinking, "It's your ancestor, not mine, why should I listen to him, I don't want to go, copy scriptures I'm too tired from copying, so I'll rest for a while."

Lan Wangji heard this, took Bichen in one hand, and held his wrist with the other.

Wei WuXian couldn't get up while sitting, and said in shock, "What are you doing! What a mess it is!"

Lan Wangji said firmly, "I'll send you back to copy the scriptures!"

what?

Wei Wuxian was dumbfounded!

After finally escaping from his son, he was going to be driven back by Lan Zhan?

I can't wait to give myself a mouth, I want you to talk more!It's okay, why mention Xiaojia to Lan Zhan!

Lan Zhan still wants to send him back?

It's just terrible!

Ah Nian guarded him, he could still be lazy, if Lan Zhan went, he would be dead.

Wei Wuxian quickly pushed Lan Zhan's hand away, and said, "There's no need to send it off, can I go by myself? Go by myself, I'll go right now."

He rushed out of the quiet room as if being chased by a dog, but Lan Zhan's voice sounded next to his ear: "It must be copied fifty times, and I will check."

Wei Wuxian went into the Library Pavilion dejectedly, and told Li Li the bad news, and Lan Zhan gave him a homework assignment!

God really wants to kill me!

This day is over!

Li Li expressed sympathy for him, and then urged him to copy scriptures.

After all, Wei Wuxian was Wei Wuxian, so he only worked hard for a short while. He couldn't help but bother Mo Li when he didn't copy the scriptures properly. He happily moved to his side and took two portraits to blackmail him.

It turned out that he didn't copy the scriptures just now, but was painting there. He recreated a portrait that was given to Lan Zhan at that time, and also wrote a picture to Li Liye, but he still gave Lan Zhan the portrait. He added a flower, but he was not willing to add it to Mo Li.

He said to Li Li: "After covering your faces, are the two paintings exactly the same? I want to take them back and show them to Lan Zhan, so that he won't say that my son doesn't look like him again."

Li Li couldn't help reminding him: "Didn't you say you had a mission when you came here?"

Why do you mention this unhappy thing when I am happy!

Wei Wuxian cast a reproachful glance at Mo Li, then at the tall pile of copied scriptures on Mo Li's desk, and then at his own desk, there were a few thin ones.

He rolled his eyes and thought of a good idea. Looking at Mo Lixiao's starry eyes, he said, "A Nian, you are the smartest. You can imitate my handwriting. Otherwise, can you copy it for me?"

He was half-hearted, so Li Li had no choice but to say: "It's fine, but Dad, you have to concentrate on copying ten times, and I will copy the rest, otherwise I won't help."

Copy ten times and copy fifty times, even a fool would know how to choose, Wei Wuxian quickly agreed, nodding his head.

Li Li told him: "Then you have to copy carefully these ten times, and I will check it too, huh?"

Wei Wuxian asked alertly, "What's the matter, you won't go back on your word, will you?"

"No!" Mo Li had a strange expression on his face, pointing to his collared shirt and asked him, "Are you wearing Wang Ji's father's clothes? Did you wear the wrong clothes in the morning?"

Wei Wuxian nodded.

Mo Li remembered that Wangji's father's clothes seemed to be wrong in the morning, and later he went back to the room to change, and couldn't help asking: "Daddy, do you know what Wangwangxian carried?"

Li Li remembered that the relationship between the two had a turning point by leaps and bounds. Daddy Xianxian knew that Daddy Wangji was punished and injured for him, but that seemed to be the finale. Is it so early now?

Forget about fairy back!

Wei Wuxian understood what it meant in an instant, and almost screamed with laughter, but Lan Zhan had already reminded him not to talk nonsense in front of the children, so he didn't answer, and ran away happily to copy the scriptures up.

Li Li watched him run away, speechless, if you avoid answering, you have already answered it!

Wei Wuxian didn't know that the matter between himself and Lan Wangji had been exposed to the child, so he couldn't stop laughing while sitting in his seat.

Mo Li also laughed for a while, and then reminded him: "Daddy, ten times, be serious."

"I know I know!"

Wei Wuxian was afraid that Anian would regret not helping him, so he finally forced himself not to laugh, and started copying scriptures.

Mo Li also copied the scriptures seriously, and practiced Buddhism and Taoism at the same time.

When he stopped, Wei Wuxian was shaking his shoulders and laughing. He was afraid of hitting Dao Moli, so he held back his silence all the time, laughing so hard that his face turned red.

Mo Li glanced at him, and Wei Wuxian noticed it, and quickly raised his hand, saying, "I'm done copying! Don't worry about me, just keep going, and we'll go eat hot pot after we're done."

Mo Li said: "I've finished copying too, so let's go eat hot pot."

So fast!

Wei Wuxian was overjoyed!

Walking over to take a look, what Mo Li wrote was indeed his Wei Wuxian's handwriting. It was so true that he couldn't tell it apart, and Lan Zhan definitely wouldn't see it either.

He suddenly praised Mo Li, took his thin paper, put it on top of the scriptures that Mo Li had copied for him, and said proudly: "Look, I've just finished this! Go, go back, eat Let's go to the hot pot."

They just had a meal, and all the hot pot items are still there, so it will be faster to prepare them, Li Li asked Lan Wangji, "Daddy, shall I prepare you another hot pot with clear soup?"

Lan Wangji took the homework that Wei Wuxian handed over to him, and refused, "No, you guys can eat, I've asked the dining room to deliver the meal."

OK then!

After Li Li and Wei Wuxian finished their preparations, they began to heat the hot pot. The whole quiet room was filled with a strong smell of hot pot, with hairy belly, duck intestines, brains, fat beef with big knife and sliced ​​meat with big knife, and so much more. Eating, simply can not be more enjoyable.

While eating deliciously, Wei Wuxian heard Lan Zhan's footsteps. He held up his chopsticks to brush his stomach, and without raising his head, he greeted, "Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, do you really want to eat some? I'll put some boiling water for you. Shabu Shabu, it's delicious!"

Lan Wangji didn't answer, the footsteps were much heavier than before, and stopped between the two of them.

Wei Wuxian and Mo Li suddenly felt that the temperature around them dropped inexplicably, and they finally stopped staring at the pot, stopped the action of scooping up the meat and rinsing the hairy belly, and turned their heads with the desire to survive.

To see Lan Wangji, and to see Lan Wangji holding a piece of copying paper in the middle of the two of them!

There are four big characters written on it: Wang Wang Xian Bei!

Looking at Lan Wangji's face again, his fair and handsome face has turned black with anger, his face is frosty, his eyes are like swords, his whole body is so cold, it's terrifying!

Wei Wuxian and Mo Li looked at each other in dismay, they all shook, they couldn't even hold the chopsticks!

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The two pairs of chopsticks fell, which was extremely loud in this quiet environment, and the two of them shook again in fright, not daring to take a breath.

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