deep-seated

There was a sound of footsteps, Wei Wuxian and Jin Zixuan looked at each other, Wei Wuxian held Jiang Cheng vigilantly and looked outside the gate, Jin Zixuan clenched his fists and stood up and looked outside the gate.

Lan Xichen saw the resentment above the ancestral hall from a distance, he passed the sound transmission talisman to his uncle, Wangji, and rushed over with a dignified face, there were three people in the ancestral hall, Young Master Jin, Young Master Wei, and Young Master Jiang, what happened.

Lan Xichen walked in, Wei Wuxian still looked at Lan Xichen vigilantly, but the previous hostility was gone, Jin Zixuan heaved a sigh of relief, Zewu-jun is easy to talk to.

'Young Master Wei, Young Master Jin, what happened just now, I found resentment here from a distance'

The two of them kept their heads down and did not speak. No one knew whether the talkative Mr. Zewu would be easy to talk to people who were full of resentment. Transformation is the main thing, but fierce corpses and ghosts are not so easy to save, let alone people, if the Lan family wants to save Jiang Cheng's resentment, it will be a good thing and a bad thing.

There was another sound of footsteps, Wei Wuxian hugged Jiang Cheng tightly and stood up, staring at the door, if they want to do something to Jiang Cheng, don't blame him for being rude, Lan Wangji appeared in front of everyone with Wangjiqin in his arms, Frowning at the scene in front of him, he retracted the Wangjiqin and saluted Lan Xichen, "Brother, a murderous corpse has escaped here."

'Bang' Everyone looked around, and the Lan family's cirrus fireworks appeared in the distance.

Lan Wangji bowed and saluted, "Brother, I'll leave first."

'Okay, forget the machine and be careful'

Lan Xichen looked at the three of them, knowing that they wouldn't say anything, Lan Xichen took a step back and said, "Young Master Jin, I'll have someone send you back to the Abode first, Young Master Wei, you take Young Master Jiang and follow me to the doctor, how about the treatment?"

Wei Wuxian frowned, still rejecting Lan Xichen's kindness, "Thank you Zewu-jun, Jiang Cheng just fainted, it's okay"

"Okay, Mr. Wei"

Wei Wuxian left with Jiang Cheng in his arms, Lan Xichen called to stop him, Wei Wuxian turned his head.

"Young master Wei, if you have anything to ask, you can tell me and Wangji, we can help you"

'Thank you, Mr. Zewu'

Set Jiang Cheng up, Wei Wuxian held his hand, Jiang Cheng seemed to be asleep, with a peaceful face, I didn't notice when he was entangled with resentment, so what should this resentment-ridden person do? He has never heard of getting rid of resentment. They will all be eroded by resentment in the end. Does he want to watch Ah Cheng become that person, not a human, a ghost not a ghost, become a demon?

No, no, once Ah Cheng knows, how can he bear it? As long as he finds a way to transfer Ah Cheng's resentment to him, Ah Cheng will be safe, and he will not know.

'Buckle, buckle, buckle'

Wei Wuxian hurriedly put Jiang Cheng's hand under the quilt, grabbed it and got up casually, "Who is it?"

'it's me'

Lan Zhan, what is he doing here 'Wei Ying, I have something to tell you'

Wei Wuxian struggled a bit, Lan Zhan must have discovered something, otherwise why would he come here 'Wei Ying'

Hearing his tone was still steady, it should not be a fight, Wei Wuxian walked over to open a crack in the door, pretending to smile and said, "Brother Wangji, why are you here, I promise I will not be late for class today"

'Jiang night singing'

Wei Wuxian's smile disappeared, "Lan Zhan, do you know what you're doing?"

'I know'

Opening the door to let him in, Lan Wangji went straight to Jiang Cheng, he stood in front of the bed and looked at Wei Wuxian, Wei Wuxian looked back at him, the two looked at each other without speaking, Lan Zhan was the first to say, "I want to give he took the pulse'

I said earlier, I thought you were going to fight with me, Wei Wuxian took out Jiang Cheng's hand, Lan Wangji sat down to feel his pulse, Lan Zhan reached out to pull Jiang Cheng's collar, but Wei Wuxian stopped him, "There is nothing on him." any oddity'

Lan Wangji withdrew his hand, "He was corroded by resentment"

It’s not enough to add your own grievances to yourself ‘Why do you say that’

"Bi Ling Lake, Shui Xing Yuan" Lan WangJi looked up at Wei WuXian.

Wei Wuxian was stunned, Biling Lake, Jiang Cheng was dragged into the abyss of water with him at that time, he was exposed to resentment, and Jiang Cheng was eroded by resentment, Wei Wuxian was unable to speak for a while, all these are his fault, yes He insisted on saving people, which made Ah Cheng like this.

"Lan Zhan, do you have a solution?" Wei Wuxian lowered his head and shook his hands.

'clear heart sound'

Wei Wuxian raised his head happily, "What is that?"

"One of Lan's unique skills, listening to it for a long time has the effect of clearing the mind and calming the mind"

Lan's unique knowledge, since Lan Zhan said so, it must be useful. He remembered that the silver bell of Jiang's family had the effect of calming the mind and clearing the mind, so he wondered if it could be used.

'what do you think'

Seeing him pulling the quilt for Jiang Cheng, the tenderness in his eyes made Lan Wangji wonder, something passed through his heart.

"Jiang's silver bell also has the effect of calming the mind and clearing the mind"

Listening to Lan Wangji looked at Wei Wuxian with a blank expression and even a little coldness, not because of whether Wei Wuxian denied Qingxinyin's "you can keep shaking it if you have free time"

The corner of Wei Wuxian's mouth twitched, "Second Master Lan will also be joking." The Jiang family's nine-petal lotus silver bell needs to be injected with spiritual power to use it. His spiritual power will not be exhausted, and his hands will have to be broken.

'I'll come and play his heartbeat every day'

Wei Wuxian stood up with him, and solemnly said to Lan Wangji, "Thank you, Lan Zhan"

"No, my brother once told me that when he rescued Jiang Wanyin, he was already full of resentment and in pain."

Wei Wuxian froze for a moment, thinking that Lan Zhan came to help them in the ancestral hall for this reason, he smiled sincerely and said, "Thank you, it's not Ze Wu-jun's fault, it's my reason."

Lan Wangji looked at him without saying a word, not knowing how to say, "Aren't you going to tell Jiang Wanyin?"

Wei Wuxian smiled to hide his uneasiness, how could he have told Ah Cheng, stepped forward to hug Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan pushed his hand on his shoulder, "Brother Wangji, don't worry"

Lan Zhan looked displeased when he heard that, and pushed Wei Wuxian's hand away again. Wei Wuxian waved at Lan Zhan, "Brother Wangji, this is embarrassment.