In order to prevent the old-fashioned men and young old-fashioned men named Lan from attacking him in the middle of the night and dragging him out of bed to punish him, Wei Wuxian slept with his sword in his arms all night. Unexpectedly, it was a calm night. On the second day, Nie Huaisang came to him overjoyed and said, "Brother Wei, you are really lucky. The old man went to Qinghe to attend a symposium at my house last night. You don't have to listen to me these days!"
Without the old one, the younger one is left, which is not easy to deal with! Wei Wuxian jumped up and put on his boots while exulting: "I'm really lucky. The auspicious clouds are shining and the heaven is helping me."
Jiang Cheng was cleaning his sword carefully and poured cold water on him: "When he comes back, you still won't be able to escape a punishment."
Wei WuXian said, "You don't care about your posthumous affairs while you are still alive. How many days can you spend wandering around? Come on, I don't believe there aren't a few little pheasants on this mountain in the Lan family."
The three of them were arm-in-arm, passing by the elegant living room of Yunshen, where Wei Wuxian suddenly said "Huh", stopped in his tracks, and said curiously: "Two little ancients...Lan Zhan!"
Several people walked out of the elegant room. The two young men headed by them had ordinary ice-carved jade looks, and were dressed in ordinary white clothes like snow. Even the sword spikes on their backs were ordinary and swaying in the wind with the streamers. Only their temperament and The expression is very different. Wei Wuxian immediately recognized that the stern-faced one was Lan Wangji, and the calm one must be the other of the Lan family's twins, Lord Zewu Lan Xichen.
When Lan Wangji saw Wei Wuxian, he frowned and glared at him almost "viciously", as if if he looked at him for a moment longer, he would be tainted, he looked away and looked into the distance. Lan Xichen smiled and said, "Who are you two?"
Jiang Cheng bowed and said, "Yunmeng Jiang sings at night."
Wei Wuxian responded politely: "Yunmeng Wei Wuxian."
Lan Xichen returned the gift, and Nie Huaisang's voice was as quiet as a mosquito: "Brother Xichen."
Lan Xichen said: "Huaisang, I came from Qinghe not long ago, and your elder brother asked about your studies. How is it? Can you pass this year?"
Nie Huaisang said, "It's probably okay..." He looked at Wei Wuxian like a wilted melon with frost. Wei WuXian chuckled: "Zewu-Jun, what are you going to do?"
Lan Xichen said: "Get rid of the evil spirits. We are short of manpower. Come back to find Wangji."
Lan Wangji said coldly: "Brother, why bother to say more, let's set off without further ado."
Wei Wuxian said hurriedly: "Slowly, slowly. I know how to catch water ghosts. Is it possible for Mr. Zewu to pick us up?"
Lan Xichen smiled and said nothing, Lan Wangji said: "It's against the rules."
Wei WuXian asked, "What's wrong with the rules? We often catch water ghosts in Yunmeng. Besides, we don't have to listen to lessons these days."
Yunmeng has many lakes and water, and is rich in water evil spirits. The Jiang family is really good at this. Jiang Cheng is also determined to make up for the humiliation of the Yunmeng Jiang family in the past few days. He said: "Yes, Mr. Zewu, we will definitely be able to help." Gotta be busy."
"No need. The Gusu Lan Sect also..." Before Lan Wangji could finish speaking, Lan Xichen said with a smile, "That's fine, thank you very much. Get ready and let's set off together. Can Huaisang come with you?"
Although Nie Huaisang wanted to join in the fun, when he met Lan Xichen, he thought of his elder brother. He felt frightened and did not dare to play around. He said: "I won't go, I will go back to review..." With this attitude, he looked forward to Lan Xichen's next time He can say a few more kind words in front of his elder brother. Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng returned to their rooms to prepare.
Lan Wangji looked at the backs of the two of them and frowned in confusion: "Brother, why did you bring them with you? It's not a good time to play around to get rid of evil spirits."
Lan Xichen said: "Sect Master Jiang's first disciple and only son are well-known in Yunmeng, and they may not only know how to joke around."
Lan Wangji was noncommittal, but "I disagree" was written all over his face.
Lan Xichen added: "Besides, aren't you willing to let him go?"
Lan Wangji was stunned.
Lan Xichen said: "From the look on your face, it seems that you want the eldest disciple of Sect Leader Jiang to go with you, so I agreed."
In front of the elegant room, the silence is as frozen as ice.
After a long while, Lan Wangji finally said with difficulty: "This is absolutely not the case."
He still wanted to defend himself, but Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng quickly came over with their swords on their backs. Lan Wangji had no choice but to remain silent, and the group set off with their swords.
The place where water ghosts haunt is called Caiyi Town, which is more than twenty miles away from the Cloud Recesses.
Caiyi Town is connected by waterways. I don't know whether it's the dense network of rivers intertwined in the small town, or whether it's the spider web-like waterways with densely packed residential buildings on both sides. White walls and gray tiles, the river is crowded with boats and baskets, men and women. Flowers, vegetables and fruits, bamboo-carved pastries, bean tea and silk fabrics are sold along the river.
Gusu is located in the south of the Yangtze River, and the sounds that come to your ears are all soft and soft. The two ships collided head-on, and several jars of glutinous rice wine were turned over. Even the two boatmen seemed to be arguing. There are many lakes in Yunmeng, but there are few water towns like this. Wei Wuxian was surprised and bought two jars of glutinous rice wine. He handed one jar to Jiang Cheng and said, "Gusu people are very talkative. This is not a quarrel. Let's go and see how the Yunmeng people quarrel." , can scare them to death...Lan Zhan, look what I'm doing, I'm not a small person who won't buy it for you, your family can't drink."
Without stopping for much, we took a dozen or so thin boats and rowed towards the gathering place of water ghosts. Gradually, there are fewer and fewer residential buildings on both sides of the river, and the river becomes quiet. Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng each occupied a boat, and while competing to see who could row faster, they listened to the news related to the water evil in this place.
This river leads to a large lake ahead, called Biling Lake. There has never been a water ghost in Caiyi Town for decades, but in recent months, people have frequently fallen into the water in this river and Biling Lake, and cargo ships have also sunk inexplicably. A few days ago, Lan Xichen set up a formation and cast a net here, expecting to catch one or two. Unexpectedly, he caught more than a dozen water ghosts in a row. They cleaned the bodies and took them to nearby towns for questioning. They found that many bodies were unclaimed and no one knew them locally. Yesterday we set up the formation again and actually caught a lot more.
Wei WuXian said, "It doesn't look like they drowned somewhere else, but they drifted here with the current. Water ghosts usually only recognize a piece of water as the place where they drowned. Less people leave."
Lan Xichen nodded: "Yes. So I felt that this matter was not trivial, so I asked Wangji to come with me, just in case something unexpected happens."
Wei WuXian said: "Zewu Lord, water ghosts are very smart. If you row your boat slowly and search for them like this, if they keep hiding under the water and don't come out, don't you have to keep looking? What should you do if you can't find them?"
Lan Wangji said: "Until we find it. It's our duty."
Wei WuXian said, "Just use a net to catch him?"
Lan Xichen said: "That's right. Does the Yunmeng Jiang Sect have any other methods?"
Wei Wuxian smiled but didn't answer. Of course, Yunmeng Jiang also used a net, but relying on his good water properties, he always jumped into the river and directly dragged the water ghost up. This method is too dangerous and cannot be used in front of the Lan family. If it reaches Lan Qiren's ears, he will inevitably be taught a lesson. He changed the subject and said: "It would be great if there was something that could attract the water ghost like a fishing lure. Or it could point out its direction, like a compass."
Jiang Cheng said: "Look down at the water and focus on looking for you. Another whim."
Wei Wuxian said: "Cultivation of immortals and sword control was once a fantasy!"
When he lowered his head, he could just see the bottom of the boat Lan Wangji was riding on. With a thought in his mind, he shouted: "Lan Zhan, look at me!"
Lan Wangji was on guard, and when he heard the words, he couldn't help but look at him, when he saw Wei Wuxian swipe the bamboo in his hand, and a pole of water splashed out. Lan Wangji stepped forward and jumped onto another boat, avoiding the splash. Annoyed that he was just joking, he said, "Boring!"
However, Wei Wuxian kicked the side of the boat he was standing on, and with a push of bamboo grass, he flipped the boat over, exposing its bottom. And on the wooden board at the bottom of the boat, there were actually three water ghosts with swollen faces and dead white skin stuck firmly on them!
The disciples who were close immediately restrained these three. Lan Xichen smiled and said, "Mr. Wei, how did you know they were at the bottom of the boat?"
Wei Wuxian knocked on the side of the boat: "Simple! The draft is wrong. He was the only one standing on the boat just now, but the draft is heavier than a boat with two people. There must be something stuck on the bottom of the boat."
Lan Xichen praised: "You are indeed experienced."
Wei Wuxian gently moved the water, and the boat flew forward until it was alongside Lan Wangji. The two boats were next to each other and he said: "Lan Zhan, I didn't mean to throw water at you just now. The water ghosts are very good. If I say it out, they will run away when they hear it. Hey, pay attention to me. Look at me, Lan Second Young Master."
Lan Wangji Yu condescended to pay attention to him, looked at him and said, "Why do you want to follow me?"
Wei Wuxian said sincerely, "I'm here to apologize to you. It was my fault last night, I was wrong."
Lan Wangji's Yintang turned faintly black. He probably still hasn't forgotten how Wei Wuxian "apologized" to him before. Wei Wuxian knowingly asked, "Why do you look so ugly? Don't be afraid, I'm really here to help today."
Jiang Cheng couldn't stand it anymore and said, "If you want to help, stop talking nonsense and come here!"
A disciple shouted: "The net has moved!"
Sure enough, the net rope shook violently. Wei Wuxian perked up: "It's coming, it's coming!"
Thick long black silk-like hair billowed beside dozens of small boats, and pairs of pale palms climbed onto the sides of the boats. Lan Wangji drew his sword with his backhand, took it out of its sheath, and cut off more than a dozen wrists on the left side of the ship, leaving only the palm with its fingers dug deeply into the wood. Just as he was about to cut the one on the right, a red light flashed and Wei Wuxian had already sheathed his sword.
The abnormal movement in the water stopped, and the net rope became calm again. Just now, Wei Wuxian's sword came out extremely fast, but Lan Wangji had already seen that what he was carrying must be a high-grade spiritual sword, and asked solemnly: "What is the name of this sword?"
Wei WuXian said, "Whatever."
Lan Wangji looked at him. Wei Wuxian thought he didn't hear clearly, so he said again: "Whatever."
Lan Wangji frowned and refused: "This sword has a spirit. It would be disrespectful to call it anything you want."
Wei Wuxian let out a sigh and said, "Here's a twist. I'm not telling you to call it whatever you want, but the name of my sword is 'Whatever'. Here, look." He handed it over. Let Lan Wangji see the words on this sword clearly. There are two ancient characters engraved on the scabbard, and they really are the word "casual".
Lan Wangji was speechless for a while.
Wei Wuxian said considerately: "You don't have to tell me, I know. You must want to ask me why I am called this name? Everyone asks if it has any special meaning. Actually, there is no special meaning. It's just that Uncle Jiang gave me this name. When I was making the sword, he asked me what I wanted to be called? I thought of more than 20 names at that time, but none of them were satisfactory, so I asked Uncle Jiang to pick one for me, so I just said, "Whatever!". Who knew that the sword would be cast and released? Those are the two words above. Uncle Jiang said: 'In that case, let's call this sword whatever.' Actually, this name is not bad, right?"
Finally, Lan Wangji squeezed out two words through his teeth: "...ridiculous!"
Wei Wuxian put the sword on his shoulder and said, "You are so boring. What a fun name. It's so accurate for a serious person like you, haha!"
At this time, in the green lake, a long black shadow flashed around the boat. After Jiang Cheng finished killing the water ghosts on his side, he was still paying attention to see if he missed anything. When he saw the black shadow, he immediately shouted: "Here we go again!"