Wei Wuxian took out his flute and played a piece according to the score. Sure enough, the two tunes were disconnected. The half score on the previous page and the half score on the next page are not the same piece of music at all.
There should be another page between these two pages, which was carefully torn away without leaving any trace.
This person tore it very carefully, leaving no scraps of pages, making it difficult for anyone to notice. Wei Wuxian turned over the book and saw a three-character title written on the dark blue cover.
Wei WuXian asked, ""Luan Po Chao"? What kind of book is this? The tunes in the book are a bit weird."
Lan Wangji said: "A collection of Japanese secret songs."
Wei WuXian said, "The one in Japan? No wonder the tone is different from ours."
Lan Xichen's expression was complicated and he said: "..."Luangpochao" is said to be a collection of evil songs collected by a monk from the Lan family in Gusu who drifted overseas on a boat and wandered in Japan for several years. .The songs in this book, if played with spiritual power, can harm people, causing them to become increasingly thinner, irritable, qi and blood agitated, or the five senses to fail... Those with high spiritual power can Within seven rings, a person's life will be taken."
Wei Wuxian slapped the table and said, "This is it!"
He was so happy that the photo almost knocked down the paper lantern on the desk. Lan Wangji quickly lifted it up with his eyes and hands. Wei Wuxian said, "Sect Leader Lan, is there a piece of music in this book called "Lanpo Chao" that can disturb people's minds, make people's souls stir up, make their blood boil, make them irritable and irritable?"
Lan Xichen said: "...There should be some."
Wei Wuxian added: "Jin Guangyao's spiritual power is not strong enough to kill people within seven rings, and it is too obvious to do so. He will definitely not choose such a lethal evil song. But if he uses the As a reason for Chi Feng Zun to play Qing Xin Xuan Song to help calm his mind, playing it continuously for three months, is it possible that this piece of music could catalyze Chi Feng Zun's attack like taking a chronic poison?"
Lan Xichen said: "...Yes."
Wei WuXian said: "Then it is very reasonable to speculate. The fragment of score that does not belong to "Xi Hua" comes from a missing page of this "Lan Po Code". What is recorded in "Lan Po Code" The Japanese evil songs were quite complex and difficult to learn. He didn't have time to copy them in the forbidden library, so he had to tear them up - no, no, Jin Guangyao has a photographic memory. He tore this page away, not because he couldn't remember it. Live, but to die without any evidence. To ensure that if one day something comes out, or someone catches you on the spot, you will not be able to determine the source of this melody.
"Everything he did was extremely cautious. In front of you, he calmly played the complete version of "Xi Hua". Chifeng Zun is not a person obsessed with elegance. He heard you play "Xi Hua" by Sect Leader Lan, He should have a general impression of the melody. Therefore, Jin Guangyao did not dare to play the evil tune directly to him. Instead, he went through a lot of troubles and blended two pieces of music with completely different styles and completely opposite effects. It blends well without being abrupt, and the musical talent is really high. I guess he only used very little spiritual power in the passage of "Xihua", and only exerted his power in the passage of "Ranpochao". After all, Chifeng Zun Those who are not proficient in this art will naturally not be able to tell that one of the sections has been tampered with by Jin Guangyao to turn it into a death-inducing evil song!"
After a long silence, Lan Xichen whispered: "...Although he often goes in and out of the Cloud Recesses, I never told him about the forbidden library at the bottom of the library."
Wei WuXian said: "Master Lan, with all due respect, Lianfangzun worked as an undercover agent in Wen's Evernight City in Qishan during the Sun Shooting Campaign, and he was an extremely successful undercover agent. He and Wen Ruohan He could find all the secret rooms, sneaked into them without anyone noticing, memorized all the maps and files, transcribed the information and sent it back to Jinlintai. In front of him, the forbidden library of the Lan Family Library... really A piece of cake."
Lan Xichen held the paper with the fragment of music written on it in his hand, stared at it for a while, and said, "I will find a way to try this fragment of music."
Lan Wangji asked: "Brother?"
Lan Xichen said: "When my eldest brother passed away, the period of siege and suppression of mass graves had passed, and Mr. Wei was no longer alive. If tested, this fragment of music can indeed confuse people's minds. It is not a fabrication. I..."
Wei WuXian said, "Zewu Lord, if you try evil music on strangers, I'm afraid it goes against the Gusu Lan family's family motto."
Lan Xichen said: "I will try it myself."
As the head of the Gusu Lan clan, he actually said such nonsense, which showed that he was extremely upset at the moment. Lan Wangji raised his voice slightly: "Brother!"
Lan Xichen put his forehead with his hands, as if enduring something, and said in a deep voice: "Wangji, the Jin Guangyao I know is completely different from the Jin Guangyao you know, and the Jin Guangyao in the eyes of the world. Man! Over the years, in my eyes, he has always been...bearing humiliation, caring for all living beings, and respectful and compassionate. I have always firmly believed that the world's criticisms of him are all due to misunderstandings, and what I know is the most true. You want me to immediately believe that everything this person said to me is false. He designed to kill one of his adopted brothers. I was also part of his design. I even helped him... Can you Allow me to be more cautious before making a judgment?"
Originally, Lan Xichen was thinking about the grudge between Nie Mingjue and Jin Guangyao, and wanted them to reconcile as before, so he taught Jin Guangyao to practice Qingxin Xuanqu and asked him to calm Nie Mingjue's mind on his behalf. Who knew that his good intentions would turn out to be vicious for Jin Guangyao? How can people deal with this?
None of the three people spoke anymore. It wasn't until he left the library that Lan Wangji said, "I'm going to see my uncle."
Lan Xichen, who had been silent for a long time, also said: "I will take Mr. Wei back. You can come back later."
He led Wei Wuxian for a while on the white stone path in the depths of the clouds, and then returned to a small, secluded, gentian-filled building in the depths of the clouds. Standing in front of the door, Wei Wuxian asked, "Mr. Lan, does he know that Lord Hanguang..."
Lan Xichen said: "Not long after my uncle woke up, I told everyone not to say anything more to him."
If Lan Qiren knew about the good deeds Lan Wangji had done with him at Jinlin Terrace, he would have passed out alive as soon as he woke up. Wei WuXian said, "Thank you for your hard work, Senior Lan."
Lan Xichen said: "Uncle, it's really hard."
Suddenly, he said: "Master Wei, do you know where this house is?"
Wei Wuxian said, "Why does Mr. Zewu think I will know?"
Lan Xichen glanced at him and said, "This is where my mother lived in Yunshen."
Lan Xichen's mother is also Lan Wangji's mother. Wei Wuxian found it strange. The residences of the successive heads of the Gusu Lan family were called "cold rooms", and it was definitely not this small house hidden in the corner of the unknown place in the clouds. Could it be that Lan Wangji's parents, like Jiang Fengmian and Mrs. Yu, had different temperaments and were forced to get married, so they lived in separate places?
No matter how you think about it, there is no happy reason why the master of the house and his wife are separated. Moreover, the wife of Qing Hengjun, the previous head of the Gusu Lan family, was said to be weak and weak. She had been recovering from illness all year round and was not suitable for seeing people. Others knew very little about it. Everyone secretly speculated whether this "disease" was a "sickness" that was difficult to see. ", the arm is disfigured, disabled, etc. Therefore, Wei Wuxian couldn't ask any more questions and remained silent, waiting for Lan Xichen to tell him.
Lan Xichen said: "Mr. Wei, you should know that my father has been in seclusion all year round and has no interest in worldly affairs. Over the years, the Gusu Lan Sect has almost been managed by my uncle."
Wei WuXian said, "I know this."
Lan Xichen lowered his hand, holding Laibing's hand in his white sleeves, and said slowly: "My father has been in seclusion all year round because of my mother. This is a residence... rather than a place of house arrest."
Wei Wuxian was stunned.
Lord Zewu and Lord Hanguang's father, Lord Qingheng, was once a very famous man. He became famous at a young age and had an unparalleled reputation. However, at a young age, he suddenly retired, announced his marriage, and stopped participating in worldly affairs. He said: It's a retreat, actually more like a retreat. Others have speculated on many reasons, but none have been confirmed.
Lan Xichen leaned down by the gentian bush, tenderly caressing the delicate petals, and said, "When my father was young, on his way back from a night hunt, he met my mother outside the city of Gusu." He smiled slightly and said, "It is said that it was love at first sight."
Wei Wuxian also smiled and said, "Young and passionate."
Lan Xichen said: "But this woman was not attracted to him, and she killed one of my father's mentors."
This was truly beyond imagination. Wei Wuxian knew it would be rude to ask, but when he thought that these were Lan Wangji's parents, he felt compelled to ask, "Why?!"
Lan Xichen said: "I don't know, but I think it's just four words: 'grievances, right and wrong'."
Wei Wuxian didn't want to go into details, so he pressed the button forcefully and said, "Then... what happens next?"
"Then," Lan Xichen said, "my father was naturally very painful when he learned the truth. But after repeated struggles, he secretly brought the woman back. Regardless of the opposition of the clan, he worshiped the heaven and earth with her silently. And he told everyone in the clan that this is his wife for life, and whoever wants to touch her must get through him first."
Wei Wuxian opened his eyes wide.
Lan Xichen continued: "After the ceremony was completed, my father found a house to lock up my mother, and then found a house to lock himself up as well. It's called seclusion, but it actually means thinking about his mistakes."
After a pause, he said: "Master Wei, can you understand why he did this?"
After a moment of silence, Wei Wuxian said: "He could neither forgive the murderer of his mentor, nor could he watch the woman he loved die, so he had no choice but to marry her to protect her life and force himself not to see her. "
Lan Xichen asked: "Do you think this is right?"
Wei Wuxian said, "I don't know."
Lan Xichen looked slightly confused and said, "Then what do you think should be done?"
Wei Wuxian said, "I don't know."
After a long while, Lan Xichen whispered: "My father did this, it can be said that he was desperate. The elders in the clan were very angry, but they all watched him grow up, and they had no choice but to keep the secret strictly and hint to the outside world. The wife of the Lan family had a hidden illness and was not suitable for seeing people. When Wangji and I were born, we were immediately taken out to be taken care of by others. When we were a little older, we were given to my uncle for instruction.
"My uncle... was always upright. Because of my mother's affairs, my father destroyed his life. He especially hated people with bad conduct. Therefore, he taught me and Wangji with great dedication and strictness. Every month we I can only see my mother once, in this small building."
The two young children face only their stern uncle, strict instructions, and mountains of books all day long. No matter how tired or tired they are, they must straighten their childish waists and become the best children in the clan. A role model in my eyes. She is not allowed to see her close relatives all year round, nor is she allowed to roll around in her father's arms and act wild, nor is she allowed to cuddle up to her mother and act like a spoiled child.
But it is clear that they did nothing wrong.
Lan Xichen said: "Every time Wangji and I go to see her, she never complains about how miserable she is being locked up here, and she doesn't ask about our homework. She especially likes to tease Wangji, but Wangji, The more I tease him, the less willing he is to speak, and the uglier he becomes. He has been like this since he was a child. However," he smiled, "Although Wangji never said anything, I know that he waits for that day to meet his mother every month. Day. He is like this, and so am I."
Wei Wuxian imagined the young Lan Wangji being held in his mother's arms, his snow-white face turning pink, and he also laughed. Before the funny feeling dissipated, Lan Xichen added: "But one day, my uncle suddenly told us that there is no need to go anymore.
"Mother is gone."
Wei Wuxian said softly: "How old was Lan Zhan at that time?"
Lan Xichen said: "Six years old."
He said: "I was too young at that time and didn't understand what 'no longer' meant. No matter how others tried to comfort me or how my uncle scolded him, he continued to come here every month, sitting on the porch, waiting for someone to open the door for him. Later, when he grew up, I understand a little bit and understand that my mother will not come back and no one will open the door again, but he will still come."
Lan Xichen stood up, looked at Wei Wuxian with his dark eyes, and said, "Wangji has been very stubborn since he was a child."
There was a rustle of leaves, and the clusters of gentian flowers in front of the house swayed in the wind, lingering in all directions. Wei Wuxian's eyes fell on the wooden porch of the small building, as if he saw a little child, tied up and wiping his forehead, Sitting upright in front of the house, silently waiting for the door to open.
He said: "Mrs. Lan must be a very gentle woman."
Lan Xichen said: "The mother in my memory is indeed like this. I don't know why she did such a thing back then, but in fact, I also..."
He took a deep breath and confessed: "I don't want to know."
After being silent for a while, Lan Xichen lowered his eyes and took out the cracked ice. A gust of night wind suddenly brought a faint sound of the flute, the flute sound was low, like a sigh.
Wei Wuxian had heard Lan Xichen play the ice cracker in the past. The sound of the flute was just like Lord Zewu himself, like spring breeze turning into rain, warm and gentle. At this moment, the sound of the flute is still as exquisite as ever, but it is unpleasant to listen to.
The night breeze was blowing gently, and Lan Xichen's black hair and forehead were slightly messy. However, the head of the Gusu Lan family, who always attached great importance to his manners, completely ignored it. It was not until the song ended that he put down the cracked ice and said: "Yun It is impossible to play music late at night in an unknown place, so today I repeatedly went out of my way, making Mr. Wei laugh."
Wei Wuxian said, "What's the matter? Lord Zewu has forgotten, the person standing in front of you is the person who has committed the most crimes..."
Lan Xichen smiled and said, "The Gusu Lan Sect has never disclosed my relationship with Wangji to the outside world. I shouldn't have told you. Tonight, I suddenly wanted to talk to someone, and it was an impulse."
Wei WuXian said, "Wei is not a talkative person, so Mr. Zewu can rest assured."
Lan Xichen said: "But I won't hide anything from you if I forget to come."
Wei WuXian said, "He doesn't want to tell, so I won't ask."
Lan Xichen said: "But with Yi Wangji's temperament, how could you tell him if you didn't ask him? There are some things that he wouldn't tell even if you asked him."
Wei Wuxian was about to answer, but he heard footsteps behind him. Looking back, Lan Wangji walked towards him under the moonlight. In his right hand he held two round wine jars with bright red seals. Wei Wuxian's eyes lit up and he said, "Hanguang-Jun, you are so considerate!"