【Forget Envy】Make a Wish

: "Why don't we just make a bold guess and let him answer yes and no, um...you just ask Mei Yanhui if he is his great-grandson."

Lan Wangji nodded, and indeed he responded after a while.

"No." Lan Wangji conveyed.

Although it is said that there is a response, it is not slow. If Yang Ling can think, it should be considered after careful consideration.Anyway, it's a good thing to answer, at least one more clue.It's just that this clue made Wei Wuxian even more of a big one. Yangling spent half a day in the middle of the night slipping out of the Qiankun bag and attaching himself to Wen Ning, just to find someone who has nothing to do with him?

Thinking about it and digging deeper from the only answers, since there is no blood relationship, then he and Mei Yanhui have something in common. Thinking of this, he said again, "Lan Zhan, SiZhui just said his surname is Xiao, and asked him if he is related to me?" Fufeng Xiao has something to do with it."

"Yes" Lan Wangji conveyed.

Wei WuXian's eyes lit up, he regained his energy, and said eagerly, "Then ask him again, is it Fufeng Xiao's tomb that he is guarding at the small mass grave?"

"Yes" Yang Ling replied.

There is no need for Lan Wangji to go into too much detail, Wei Wuxian can basically understand the piano language of "yes" and "no".

Wei Wuxian pursed his lips, shivering for a while, never heard of such a frenzied method of guarding the tomb, to refine his own descendants into spiritual nourishment.He couldn't help but think of those eight soul-raising souls. If they were also related by blood, it could be called the Xianmen tragedy.

Wei Wuxian also has children, so he can personally understand the deep love of parents for their children, but everything in the small mass grave seems to be different from common sense, with a lot less sophistication and a bit more inhumanity.

"Lan Zhan, I'm quite curious. What's in the tomb? Is it because the Xiao family's people are unpredictable or greedy?"

Before he could ask any questions, Lan Wangji played a few more notes.followed by an echo "no"

So he asked anxiously, "What did you ask?"

"Is there any descendant left in this world?" Lan Wangji replied.

"Huh?" Wei Wuxian no longer knew how to organize his words to express how surprised he was, he even wondered if Yang Ling had heard it wrong, and said to Lan Wangji, "Lan Zhan, let's ask again, is he Xiao's last generation?"

"no."

Hearing Yang Ling's answer, Wei Wuxian also nodded, and said affirmatively: "Well, that's right, if the only single seedling is turned into Yang Ling, their ancestors will really be dark. Lan Zhan, I I think he might be a side branch of the Fufeng Xiao clan, the kind used to protect the heir with a concubine."

What is the meaning of protecting the concubine with the concubine, which literally means that the concubine is refined into a tomb of the concubine.From generation to generation, only the legitimate sons are buried in the ancestral tombs, while the concubines keep it.There is a folk saying that although this practice is cruel, it can ensure that the line will last for a long time.

The bigger the family, the easier it is to do this. There are many people here, unlike small families, where the number of people is tense.Second, the family precepts are strict, and the concubine is instilled in the thought of risking his life for the family from birth.What's more, Fufeng Xiao happened to know these things best.

Lan Wangji watched him pondering, and couldn't help but interrupted: "Wei Ying, as far as I know, there is no other person with the surname Xiao in the Fufeng Xiao family except for the head of the family and his son."

After Wei Wuxian listened to it, he quickly removed the part of the deviation from his mind just now, and continued to ask: "Is it always like this in all ages?"

"Ah."

"Then this Xiao Su..." Wei Wuxian pondered over and over again, repeating Yangling's name, "First of all, his surname is Xiao, which is related to the Xiao family in Fufeng, and guards the tomb of the Xiao family. Secondly, he said that he was a merchant before his death, because Evil spirits invaded his body and died." Stroking, he suddenly remembered, on the way to the small mass grave, a legend told by Lan Junran, the rich gentry passed the small mass grave, and he fell in love with this treasured land of private houses , so he insisted on moving the tomb here and sent his servants to guard it, and finally disappeared overnight. What about the new gravekeeper?"

His words were very soft, with a slight upturn in the end, expecting Lan Wangji's affirmation.

When Lan Wangji heard this, he frowned slightly, and did not deny it.Because Wei Wuxian's deduction is consistent with the legend, but he just feels that there is a little bit worse.

"Lan Zhan, what's wrong?"

"The Xiao family has strict family precepts, and I haven't heard of anyone going into business." Lan Wangji paused, and there was a hint of confusion in his steady voice, "Besides, Seoshe is not dead."

In a clan with strict family rules, a legitimate son running a business is equivalent to having no one to inherit the ancestral business.

And the person who has been taken away will still have the possibility of descendants.But the blame is that Yang Ling said that he was invaded by evil spirits, and that he has no descendants left in the world. If Xiao Su has other hidden diseases, the possibility of seizing the house is reduced, and he fell into a deadlock for a while.

Seeing that everyone was frowning, Wen Ning didn't dare to speak out, and said submissively, "Your...Your Excellency."

Hearing the sound, Wei WuXian walked over and squatted down, asking, "Are you awake, what's wrong?"

"No, is the young master bothering him?" Wen Ning pointed to Yang Ling.

Wei Wuxian scratched the back of his head, looking very troubled, and said, "You'll figure it out, you should take a good rest first."

Wen Ning also hurriedly got up from the ground, and said urgently: "Young master, I saw part of his memory when he was possessed, maybe I can help you."

【Forget Envy】Twins with two pedicles ③①

Wen Ning also hurriedly got up from the ground, and said urgently: "My lord, I saw part of his memory when I was possessed, maybe I can help you."

Wei Wuxian looked at Wen Ning, considered his physical condition, and first asked, "Why did Xiao Su go to Mei Yanhui?"

Wen Ning recalled for a while, and said: "Being attached to my back by Xiao Su, I found a very thin thread of blood running from the chest to the direction of the guest room." The red flame was constantly churning. He followed the blood thread to the guest room, and the other end was connected to the blue fireball on the chest of Sect Master Mei."

"Wait," Wei Wuxian interrupted, "Sounds familiar, let me think about it... By the way, Lan Zhan, do you still remember when the little guys were young, there was a time when I liked to read miscellaneous notes to them, and one of them was I mentioned the story of the spirit fire. The two twins were lost with their families since they were young. Finally, the father borrowed the heavenly eyes and found the elder brother and younger brother along the blood. At that time, I teased and said that there was something invisible between us. The thread of blood connects them, do you remember?"

"Ah."

"I thought it was a story about coaxing the little boy. After all, it's too bizarre, so there's no such thing as a heavenly eye. But now, it seems that it may indeed be a borrowed eye, but it's just a ghost."

"My lord, do you mean that those who are connected by the blood thread are all close relatives? But Xiao Su doesn't have any sons and daughters in his memory." Wen Ning asked.

After hearing his words, Wei Wuxian said to Lan Wangji: "The memory Wen Ning saw is consistent with Yang Ling's answer, so it can be seen that he is not lying. So I was thinking..." Looking back, Wen Ning continued: "Xiao Su Just now I said that I was invaded by evil spirits to death, which sounds similar to seizing the house. So Xiao Su does not have this memory, but the child is related to him by blood. Have you seen any of this?"

Wen Ning thought for a while, and said: "It was a rainy night and it was very dark. The servant reported that it was rain leaking from the ancestral tomb. He took seven or eight entourages to brave the rain all night. He was very anxious, and the people behind him disappeared one after another. Regardless of the traces, when the time comes, there are only two people left around, and the people who should have guarded the ancestral tomb are all gone, he is very angry, and it is useless to scold the servants."

Wei Wuxian raised his hand to stop Huatou, and asked, "It's raining from the ancestral tomb? What did he bring?"

"There are only sticks for self-defense, and I don't even wear a sword, let alone anything that can be used to repair the ancestral tomb." Wen Ning replied.

Wei Wuxian crossed his arms and thought, "Oh, this is more like a fight, but sticks are not worth it."

"No, my lord, the stick is made of peach wood." Wen Ning paused, the role of peach wood is self-evident, "And it's not an ancestral tomb at all. The cages, each with a large vat, was sealed with mud, and the inside of the tomb was very dark, so we could only grope and inspect them one by one."

After all, other people's memories are not experienced by themselves, at best they are spectators. After receiving a lot of memories at once, they can only talk about them while recalling them, but they can't talk about the problem. After a while, he said: "He was taken away in an instant, and he only had time to call "Mei Xun", and the rest of the memory is only the back of a man who is gradually going away, watching "he" walk out step by step. The ancestral tomb." After Wen Ning finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment, seeing Wei Wuxian's equally surprised face, and then realized what he had said.

Couldn't help but yelled "Master".

"The name he called was... Mei Xun?" Wei Wuxian subconsciously turned his head to look at Lan Wangji, seeking affirmation.

Lan Wangji nodded, and said, "The one who enters the ancestral tomb is Xiao Su. The one who leaves the ancestral tomb is Mei Xun."

"So for Xiao Su, he doesn't know what Mei Xun did afterwards, and naturally he doesn't know whether Mei Yanhui is his descendant." Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered that when he asked Ling, Xiao Su had something to say. There was a period of silence, which happened to be when Mei Yanhui was asked if he was his great-grandson.Just when everyone thought they would not answer, they answered "No".

Wei Wuxian believed that the spirit of asking the spirit would not lie, but what was that silence?

There are too many unsolved puzzles, and he doesn't have much energy to dig deep one by one.He stroked it with his fingers, and asked again: "Xiao Su is doing business on the surface, but he is doing some shady things behind his back."

"Well, he needs money, sir