Forgetfulness

Patriarch Ling had a complicated heart, he turned his head and glanced at Lan Zhan.

Lan Zhan also turned around, seeming to have doubts.

Wei WuXian lowered his voice, "Look at that little rascal's arm."

Lan Zhan frowned, how would I know if you didn't show me.

Knowing him, Wei Wuxian turned around and gave Lan Zhan his seat.

Lan Zhan looked at it and frowned. He knew Xue Yang's face, but that hand...not only grew back, but the little finger was not damaged.

Lan Zhan stood up and patted his hem.

The two looked at each other at the same time, and there was a tacit understanding in their eyes.

Ever since Xue Yang disappeared, they hadn't heard anything about him.

Although it is normal for no one to recognize him by his ten fingers and left arm and his pseudonym, he is still alive, and no matter what, there will be no news of him.

The only explanation is that someone is dealing with the leaker for him.

If this is the case... that person is probably more difficult to deal with than Lianfang Zun from the Three Caves of the Cunning Rabbit.

The moonlight is bright and clear, everything is silent, and the two people in the room get along in a rare harmony.

Xue Yang had always been glib, but Xue Yang's mouth slightly moderated the atmosphere, but he didn't fight with two swords to the death.

Wei Wuxian, who was outside the house, watched the fight between the two with the heart of watching a drama, and he was stumped by the love that he didn't expect, so he almost yelled that you have a little uncle, labor, and Hanguang-jun!

But now that the two of them were peeping, they couldn't say that, so they had to hold Hanguang-jun's hand tightly beside him.

Hanguang-jun remained silent and let him hold it.

The two looked like Taoist couples dating under the moon, not peeping at all.

But before the two had enjoyed enough of holding hands under the moonlight, the sound of a servant's hurried footsteps came.

The two froze, and then hid in a corner to wait and see what happened.

"My lord, it's bad! The guard outside the door has been brought down!"

The person who spoke was a strong man with a loud voice, and there were footsteps behind him, so he must have brought quite a few people with him.

It was only then that Wei Wuxian realized that there were so many people in the mansion, all of them had gone out, leaving only a few people to guard the gate.

But Xue Yang's poison powder never left his body, so he didn't have to worry about it.

Xue Yang in the room kicked open the door with a "bang--".

Standing beside him was a Taoist priest with a whisk in one hand and a clean body.

Looking at the strong man who was about to say something, he said angrily, "Why are you arguing? Didn't you see any guests next to me? You really think I'm losing my temper if you yell like this? Be careful, I'll cut off your tongues one by one!"

The strong man was a little wronged by the yelling, although his prince yelled at him like this every day, but this was the first time he was yelled so hard.

"My lord... my subordinates are also afraid, you were hurt so badly by that living corpse..."

Xue Yang became furious when he heard it, thinking that this person is as weak as a brain, and he doesn't know how to shy away from guests. "shut up!"

Xiao Xingchen subconsciously frowned when he heard the living corpse. "Didn't it mean that you were wounded in the abdomen by the assassin?"

Xue Yang didn't want to answer, for fear that he would find out, he was a strong man and replied, "My lord was wounded in the stomach by a living corpse Taoist. We have been looking for medicine for him these past few months."

Well, Xue Yang felt like he could pull out the root of this man's tongue and soak it in memory!

Living corpse Taoist?Isn't that Song Zichen?

Xiao Xingchen understood instantly, and said, "Is that so?"

Xue Yang originally thought that the matter of Song Zichen would offend him as he did back then, but he never thought, but he got such a nonchalant attitude.

While he had the mentality to be better than Song Zichen, he was wondering what this person was thinking.

"If you put it down, let it go down. Immediately replace the gatekeepers with another batch and pass on my order. If each one is still like today, see if I don't peel off your skin!"

Today is different from the past, the arrogant and ruthless person who acted in the past, now knows how to restrain himself.

Xiao Xingchen suddenly felt that it was right to commit suicide back then, at least he could use that death to restrain him.

When the brawny man stepped back to handle his work, Xue Yang asked him, "You and Daoist Song are called brothers and brothers, why aren't you afraid that I will accuse Daoist Song of killing people around again?"

"...There is no abnormal image in the city, and Zichen hurt you, it proves that he has been charged by others."

Xue Yang snorted coldly, that sentence made him very uncomfortable.

This Taoist priest used to be very easy to tease, and if he said a word, he would kill himself.

But now his thinking is clear, even the slightest flaws are not exploited.

"I said Chang, you really don't save face..." He seemed to have thought of something, then turned around and said, "By the way, Daoist, don't you want to see Daoist Song?"

Xiao Xingchen didn't know what he wanted to do, he was full of suspicion, but also vaguely expected.

"...Where did you detain him?"

Xue Yang said with a smile, "It's the place where the corpses are detained."

"...Then what are your conditions?" The Taoist's face was still calm.

He touched his chin and squinted his eyes, "The Taoist priest seems to be right, so let's add a condition."

Xiao Xingchen: ...

In the end, the Taoist agreed to his "one condition".

Though he doesn't know what it's good for.

Song Zichen was detained under the dungeon, and he went through the corridor in the prison. The level of detail of the dungeon was astonishing.

Xue Yang shrugged, saying that the dungeon was built by someone before him, not him.

Xiao Xingchen remained silent, he didn't know if it was true or not, but just trust him for the time being.

Wei Wuxian saw people leaving, and wanted to get up from Lan Zhan.

Unexpectedly, the man said, "Don't move."

Wei Wuxian quickly realized, "I said Hanguang-jun, this is a den of wolves and tigers, are you sure? Here?"

Lan Zhan: ...

Lan Zhan: That's okay too.

Patriarch Wei Yi: ...

Just take me for a joke.

Although Patriarch Wei Yi liked this sport very much, it still made him a little awkward to be under the nose of the enemy.

In the end they didn't have a harmonious campaign here either.

Although the two were suspicious, Xue Yang didn't cause trouble everywhere now.

Even if the two of them wanted to find out this man's pigtails, it would probably be impossible.

"Hey, Lan Zhan, do you think I should tell my junior uncle?" Wei Wuxian stood behind Lan Zhan, with the sword raised under his feet, forcing him to grab the hem of the person in front of him tightly.

"This is their business." Lan Zhan asked him to pull, anyway, the fabric is very strong, if you don't know how strong it is, you can see how strong it is by looking at the forehead wipe tied on Lan Zhan's forehead.

He didn't know what was going on in his mind, he wished to let the little martial uncle know all about Xue Yang and add to his embarrassment.

Where did Xue Yang's hands come from? With Xue Yang's methods, it was definitely not done in a serious way.

Patriarch Wei Yi chuckled and said, "Don't they have enmity, I'll fan them some more, add some fire..."

"You can sit on the wall and burn it, right?"

Lan Zhan knew that he didn't think it was a big deal, so he wanted to add fuel and boldness and then sit aside and watch the show.

Wei Wuxian smiled and said, "Oh, do you want to open it up a little bit, if they can fight each other quickly, it will be fine."

"...I'll take you back to the Unknown Place in Yunshen."

Wei Wuxian: "! Why?"

Lan Zhan: "The family banquet is about to start, it's time to go back as usual."

Wei Wuxian: ...Can we dance swords at this time?

The answer is no.

He was inevitably a little frustrated.

It’s hard to travel all over the world, and you’re going back so soon?

Thinking of Mr. Lan's face gave him a headache.

The old fellow was about to blow his nose and stare at him again.

Lan Zhan knew that he was in a bad mood, so he went to wander around the green mountains and green waters, and didn't take him leisurely until he was in a good mood.

When Xiao Xingchen saw Song Zichen, he felt complicated.

Xue Yang didn't hurt him, but just detained him in a dry dungeon with some talismans for arresting him pasted inside.

Song Zichen's clothes were neat, and he was wearing a black Taoist robe, which made his originally pale face even colder.

"Master Daoist, he is awake now, go and talk to him." Xue Yang suggested.

Xiao Xingchen felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong.

"Zichen..." He tried to approach Song Zichen.

And the latter seemed to wake up a little because of his friend's voice.

Song Zichen's eyes became sharper because he saw Xue Yang behind the Taoist.

"Are you feeling better?" Xiao Xingchen asked softly.

Song Zichen was tongueless and unable to speak, so he could only nod his head.

"Why are you here, why are you here..."

Song Zichen wrote a sentence on Xiao Xingchen's palm with his fingers: Come and take Xue Yang's head!

Xiao Xingchen looked at Xue Yang, and said, "You were created by him, if you kill him, you will die."

After listening to the words, Xue Yang understood that this person wanted to kill him, and spat, "If you want to kill him, kill him, but you can confess the person who instigated it first."

The black-robed Taoist was in a hurry, his eyes were stained red, but when he saw his friend next to him, luck still suppressed the resentment in his heart.

Xue Yang could tell at a glance that he had taken some forbidden medicine, and said, "I said, Daoist Song, did you take some forbidden medicine?"

Xiao Xingchen frowned, and said, "Zichen..."

The Taoist is still a bit complicated, and he has let go of many things in his heart.

But rationality told him that Xue Yang was too extreme and could not be easily provoked...

Xue Yang had noticed Xiao Xingchen's gaze long ago, and couldn't stop thinking what would happen if Song Zichen really died.

He is not afraid that this person will hate him, it is better to hate him, so that this person can remember him for the rest of his life, isn't he?

Anyway, the person who gave him candy won't give him candy again, will he?

Xue Yang's personality is extreme, so extreme that he hopes that this person will remember him.

No matter what method is used.

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